Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Three Complementing Oneself, Admiration, Davidson's Death Care
"Indeed." Moriarty nodded affirmatively: "'Relying on external energy to repair one's own wounds', this idea seems to be in line with normal logic, but it is not the thinking of 'Holy Spirit Chant', nor is it the thinking of the Temple of the Holy Spirit.
model."
"What do you mean?" She became more and more confused as she listened. Mrs. Dorothy, who had always been quiet and elegant, couldn't help but become unusually irritable.
"Inside! The source of power to repair wounds actually comes from within the injured person." No longer going around in circles, Moriarty told the truth.
"How is that possible!?" Dorothy was shocked again.
How can a wounded person who has been traumatized and already weak have the energy to heal himself?
"It's incredible, isn't it?" Looking at the other party's surprised and inexplicable expression, Moriarty said lightly: "But that's the fact. The function of the God of Death's divine power is not to directly repair the wounds of the injured undead, but to inversely break them and
Extract the core 'dead matter' from the injured person's body and use it to restore material trauma."
"Using the 'dead matter' of the injured spirit to treat the injured spirit...isn't this just a matter of sacrifice..."
After hearing such a statement, Dorothy was completely confused.
As we all know, the undead are different from ordinary life. The basis of their existence lies in soul fire and necroplasm. If soul fire is the source of their consciousness and spirit, then necroplasm is the cornerstone of stable material form, which is equally important and precious.
However, according to the other party's account, the secret of "Holy Spirit Chant" is to achieve healing at the expense of damaging the necroplasm. This is as "stupid" as "in order to add bricks and tiles to a building, but dig up its foundation"!
"If what you said is true, then any undead soul that accepted the 'Chant of the Holy Spirit' should have perished immediately when the dead ectoplasm was broken. How could there be room for subsequent recovery?" Suppressing the shock in her heart, Mrs. Dorothy stabilized her mind.
With his mind set, he began to question Moriarty's theory point by point.
"This is another ingenuity of the 'Holy Spirit Chant'. Through a special structural path, it only consumes and dissolves a small amount of necromancy to a limited extent, using it as an energy source to repair wounds, but at the same time it can avoid large-scale
Destroy the main body of the necroplasm so that the injured can continue to exist."
As he spoke, Moriarty took a piece of white paper aside and sketched an oval-like structure diagram with many small rhombuses in it. Then he marked the trajectory and movement of the divine power on every node.
Fluctuation size.
"It's like this..."
Looking at the simulation diagram of divine power gradually taking shape on the paper, Dorothy couldn't help but cover her mouth, but her eyes were filled with confusion.
"That's probably the structure."
After a few minutes, the graphics were roughly completed. Moriarty not only completely outlined the working principle of the magical method of extracting necroplasm, but also clearly described the subsequent magical array of how to use the diluted necroplasm to repair wounds.
Chu.
"With this method, the 'Holy Spirit Chant' achieves the effect of 'repairing itself with oneself'. From the beginning to the end, Death's divine power was only spent in a trivial manner, but it achieved quite perfect results, and in the eyes of others, all the credit must belong to Death."
and the Temple of the Holy Spirit. I have to say, this is indeed a truly beautiful work."
Putting down the feather pole in his hand, Moriarty looked at the speechless Dorothy and shook his head in admiration.
"So that's it..."
It was only then that Mrs. Dorothy finally believed that the Davidson in front of her had actually cracked the secret of the "Holy Spirit Chant".
"However, if we operate according to this model, while repairing the wounds of the undead, we are also destroying the foundation of their survival. Isn't the Temple of the Holy Spirit afraid of being criticized and angered by such 'small gain at the expense of gain'?"
After staring at the graphics on the paper for a long time, Dorothy raised her head again and asked.
"First of all, this is not called 'losing a big deal for a small sum'." Waving his hand and asking the other party to sit down again, Moriarty said: "If an injured person is close to death, then the way to deal with it is to destroy the basis of his survival and shorten his lifespan.
To get him out of the danger of imminent death, I believe most people will make the same choice. After all, if he dies due to serious injuries, then no matter how well the necroplasm is protected, it will be in vain. Secondly, for a religious organization like the Holy Spirit Temple,
They don't care about individual gains and losses at all. As long as they can continue to fight for it on the battlefield, the Holy Spirit Temple will never have time to care about what will happen in the future. Finally, because of the divine power encryption, such an operation mode
It is also difficult for outsiders to know, and naturally there is no need to worry about pressure from other forces."
Moriarty seemed to have thought about it all and immediately expressed his thoughts.
"The encryption...but it was still cracked, Lord Davidson. Huh, what you just said was that 'the true core secret cannot be read through the divine power blockade'..." For some reason, Dorothy suddenly remembered the vague words of the other party before,
He couldn't help but suddenly hummed and retorted.
"Luck. In fact, these things are all my guesses." Unexpectedly, he was caught by the tail. Moriarty pointed to the structural diagram on the paper and continued to play dumb.
"snort."
Mrs. Dorothy snorted again at this, but did not continue to dwell on this aspect.
After all, they don't want to go into details, so it would be rude for me to press further.
"So if you look at that zombie, if you dissect its core and examine its necropsity, you will clearly find that it has dropped from the normal level, and it is a permanent reduction." In order to change the topic, Moriarty said
Said again.
"I will examine this sample thoroughly."
Dorothy nodded and immediately summoned the necromancy to completely seal the current state of the zombies in an invisible light film to prevent unnecessary effects on the test items due to the passage of time or slight environmental changes.
"So, Lord Davidson, how does your new necromancy technique replicate the effect of 'Holy Spirit Chant'?"
Deciphering divine spells is one thing, but turning them into magic is a completely different concept. Mrs. Dorothy picked up the spell scroll on the table again and asked seriously.
"The key to simulating the 'Chant of the Holy Spirit' lies in the precise breaking and extraction of the necromancy. As for the subsequent repair actions, because divine magic has provided a pretty good method, we used the magic circle instead.
It's not too difficult." Moriarty explained slowly.
"Yes." Dorothy agreed with this view: "Then, please talk about the most important first step. As far as I know, there is no existing necromancy that can achieve this key action."
"So I borrowed several necromancy techniques." Moriarty smiled directly.
"Comprehensive reference...you mean!?" Upon hearing this, Mrs. Dorothy's mind instantly resurfaced that somewhat weird list of experimental supplies.
"That's it." Moriarty nodded affirmatively: "The second-level necromancy 'Death Condensation' and the third-level necromancy 'Sucking Lips'. The former is mainly used to condense special undead items from the bodies of undead objects.
Various specific substances; and the latter simulates the vampire's 'blood-sucking skills', using the power of necromancy magic to forcibly extract blood essence from the target's body through the air..."
"So that's it!" Upon hearing this, Dorothy already understood.
"Referring to the principles and structures of these two existing necromancy spells, I designed a magical structure specifically for extracting necromancy, combined with subsequent repairs to the magic circle, and finally synthesized it into this new necromancy spell."
A little pride, Moriarty said.
"You... are really... amazing!"
By this time, Dorothy could be said to be completely conquered by the other party's research ability and magic skills.
In particular, it was obvious that the opponent had not mastered "Death Condensation" and "Sucking Lips" before, so he temporarily purchased them at his own expense. But just like that, Davidson not only quickly learned and thoroughly understood these two spells, but also used them as a reference.
This design is a brand new magic. It must be said that even the strongest in the extreme realm may not be able to match this talent and talent.
When she thought of this, Mrs. Dorothy couldn't help but stand up again and bowed deeply to Moriarty with solemn etiquette, not only to express her admiration, but also to sincerely apologize for her suspicion and rudeness just now.
Of course, Moriarty immediately stood up and signaled that this was not necessary.
"So, what is the level of this new magic?"
"Level three, high level." Moriarty replied: "Because there is a reference to the 'Sucking Lips', and it is also a compound necromancy, so the difficulty of casting the spell and the requirements for magic power are not low. I think level 7 undead
Warlocks are more suitable to learn this magic."
"Indeed." Dorothy nodded, and then added: "You are the creator of this new spell. According to the rules, you should name it. Have you thought about it?"
"Oh, let's call it 'death care'."
As his first original magic, Moriarty was also quite excited. And if this naming continued, it would become a part of the history of magic, so he gave it a name that was quite satisfactory and could be understood from the literal meaning.
"Well, 'Davidson's Death Care' is pretty good."
I just don't know why, but when Dorothy retells it, she automatically mentions the other person's name. Before Moriarty could speak again, she hurried out like a gust of wind, still holding the "
The finished scroll of "Death Care".
Seeing this, Moriarty could say nothing more.
Just an hour later, Moriarty, who had returned to his laboratory, was called out again, and it was Negustaga and Hygar who appeared in front of him.
It was still like the scene in the mage's tower that day, other irrelevant bystanders were driven away, and only three yakuza entered a closed room together.
"Sir Davidson, I have to say that since you appeared in front of me, you have continuously refreshed my level of surprise. Can you tell me how you cracked the encryption blockade that unlocks the power of the God of Death?"
Looking at Moriarty, Negusta's first words were: (To be continued...)
