Chapter 237 The Body Fluids of the Stain Flying Dragon
Author: Doctor Zero
Chapter 237 The Body Fluids of the Stain Flying Dragon
After listening to Theseus' words, Shuge frowned and asked: "Listening to what you said, it seems that I have to survive the next thing and solve all those troubles, in order to achieve the requirement of 'jumping out of the script', right?
Is that what you mean?”
"Absolutely, but there is never a clear indicator or limit for this kind of thing. You just have to figure it out."
After speaking to Xiuge in such a serious manner for such a long time, Theseus returned to his original lazy look. He leaned on the back of the chair, shaking his legs gently while facing Xiuge.
Ge said: "But this time, don't expect me to come forward to solve any problems for you... After all, this time, the challenges you have to face are much greater. Once I interfere, there is a high probability that it will lead to even more terrifying consequences."
Trouble."
It was really hard for Xiuge to imagine that one day he would be able to hear the term "terrible trouble" from Theseus' mouth.
So, what kind of existence could make Theseus so helpless?
Xiuge thought about it for a moment, and his back felt a little hairy.
So he opened his mouth to ask, but as soon as the words came to his lips, Xiuge found that he couldn't even make a sound. It seemed that in this dream sanctuary, a force directly blocked his mouth, preventing him from making any sound.
Any sound.
"Shh."
Theseus raised a finger and made a "silence" gesture: "There are some names and some things that are absolutely taboo anywhere, even within this sanctuary... I can talk about it.
They, but you can't, at least not yet, do you understand?"
Seeing Shuge nodding, Theseus put away his fingers. With the removal of the powerful restriction, Shuge finally regained the right to speak in this dream sanctuary.
At this time, Theseus casually added: "If you can, there are some things you'd better not think about. The so-called gods will always have some abilities beyond your knowledge, and now, you happen to be...
Benefiting from their remaining power in this world, therefore..."
He raised his hand and nodded his head gently: "Take care of your thoughts, it will be good for you."
"I see."
Shuge sighed and accepted Theseus' advice.
However, he also knows that it is not easy to control his own thoughts. The more unwilling he is to think about some things, the easier it is for them to pop out of his mind. Fortunately, he already has far more abilities than ordinary people.
With his extraordinary power and magic power, he is able to interfere and influence his spiritual world to a considerable extent.
Theseus smiled: "If you need it, I can also try to help you... Doesn't the world you originally lived in have a word? I remember it was called 'thought stamp'? Although it may not be accurate
, but I can also give you some profound hints."
A malicious and funny expression appeared on Theseus's face: "How about it, are you interested?"
Xiuge quickly shook his head: "Not yet, thank you."
"it's a pity."
The conversation between the two finally came to an end, so Shuge finally got the opportunity to ask about "sacrifice" and "exchange". He said: "I brought the 'Walking Spider's Eyeball' and the 'Scale Flying Dragon'."
The quality of the body fluids'... has not been verified, but they all seem to be fine. Can you give me some advice in this regard?"
"Aha..."
Theseus lazily moved his chair, turned to the computer screen again, and reopened it. Then he replied smoothly: "With your current ability, I'm afraid you can only carry one of them at most, but I
I won't help you make a choice, I can only give you some reference in the direction, just think of it as a 'tip' for your excellent performance during this period."
As he spoke, Theseus raised his hand and held the mouse: "If you want to increase the possibility of your 'survival', then you can try sacrificing the eyeballs of those spiders. They can allow you to... uh, 'run away'
' gain some advantages."
He paused and then said: "But if it were me, I would probably choose the 'body fluids of the foul dragon' because it is interesting enough and may bring some unexpected changes."
After saying that, the faceless god turned his head, as if to deliberately disgust Xiuge or influence his mentality, Theseus once again issued that rather "soft" female voice: "The moment of choice
It’s here, I’m looking forward to it!”
…
Shuge returned to the other side of the shelter with a strange expression on his face.
He felt that although Theseus's behavior and attitude towards him had become much gentler during this period of time, the twisted and weird tendencies in his character were still obvious.
The repetitive and changing postures between excessive seriousness are really confusing.
But this time, the message Shuge received from Theseus was also very important.
At least now, it seems that Theseus does not have any resentment or hostility towards the goddess Mel who shaped today's Vann. On the contrary, various signs of his words and actions indicate that he may even stand on the side of the ancient gods.
Their opposites.
This sounds a bit incredible, but as Theseus said, the choices he may make and his tendencies cannot be judged simply by the concept of "position". This means that it is entirely possible that he
For some other unknown purpose, make a temporary biased choice between the two opposing parties.
For current practitioners, this kind of information is enough.
He stood in front of the two alchemical materials he had brought and began to seriously think about the direction suggestions Theseus had given him.
After a moment, Xiuge reached out to the alchemy container filled with strange slime.
"I must be firm and implement my previous thoughts... An increase in the escape rate is not what I need most now. As Theseus said, my personal destiny is already intertwined with the destiny of the group, and this is
It was the key to my ability to truly escape from that 'established script'."
Xiuge finally made up his mind. He took the alchemy container in his hand, then turned and walked to the corridor. Soon, he came to a water dispenser.
There is nothing in the bucket of this water dispenser, and the trademarks and words that should have been printed on the bucket have now been completely replaced by the black words of the dark abyss. Looking at these words, I cannot understand them at all.
The unfamiliar text made Xiuge suddenly remember a question that he had not had time to ask Theseus.
He wanted to know whether this sanctuary really existed in his dream, or was what he thought was "dreaming" actually just a form of entering this sanctuary? In what other space did it actually exist?
as well as……
Do you have a chance to get out of this shelter and explore the world outside it?
However, these chaotic thoughts only lasted for a moment and were immediately eliminated by Xiuge. This is not the problem he should think about now. Solving the current predicament and increasing his chips and trump cards is what he should really do.
things.
In view of the strange phenomena that occurred when he sacrificed other "sacrifice" before, Xiuge quickly adjusted his state. After making sufficient protection and preparations, the mage's hands immediately held up the alchemy for Xiuge.
container, and began to slowly float towards the water dispenser that was sealed by the fog.
Like every sacrifice that Shuge had ever performed, as the objects of sacrifice approached the container that "imprisoned" the unknown ancient creation, the black mist words that acted as a seal "came to life" and they began to
Slowly twisting and constantly changing its shape, the strange text that originally "showed" as "Scale Flying Dragon Body Fluid" in Xiuge's cognition finally turned into long black snakes that kept twisting one after another.
Under Xiuge's gaze, these long black snakes made of mist began to crawl along the bucket of the water dispenser. Then, the heads of these long snakes slowly raised and stretched into the air, starting to move left and right.
Swinging, a crack appeared on their "heads" made of mist.
That's the mouth, or mouthparts.
In it, Xiuge saw a series of sharp black serrations.
As these black shadows moved their heads, these saw teeth also began to "rotate" in a way that was difficult for humans to understand. This weird structure reminded Shuge of a species called "Lamprey" in his original world.
” marine life.
However, these shadows were obviously not as simple as "snakes" or "eels". As their bodies swayed, Xiuge saw that their slender bodies made of mist actually had several protrusions.
The shape is quite strange, looking like limbs or wings that are about to grow.
Xiuge frowned and waved his hand, and the mage's hand immediately sent the container filled with the body fluids of the foul dragon forward.
The next moment, these black shadows "growing out" from the bucket of the water dispenser immediately became excited. They circled up and in an instant crushed the hand of the mage dragging the container into magic powder, and
The tank-shaped container containing the viscous liquid was tightly wrapped and entangled by them, and those frightening spiral serrations were also attached to the container.
The container, which was originally treated with a special process to contain corrosive liquids, underwent a strange change at this moment - it began to melt.
It's like ice cubes or butter being put into the stove.
The originally strong and corrosion-resistant tank began to dissolve and collapse in an instant. Xiuge saw that the metal parts on it began to deform at an extremely fast speed, and then turned into some kind of mucus that was indistinguishable.
Then, the transparent glass on the tank and the magic ritual attached to the glass were all dissolved in the entanglement of these black shadows. During this process, Xiuge heard a very high frequency that made people's hair stand on end.
Weird noises.
It seemed like there were countless mouths sucking and biting the jar, and they seemed to be murmuring.
Soon, the tank itself was completely dissolved, and the shadows began to shrink quickly. They used their long and narrow bodies to form a new container, and the mouthparts with sharp serrated teeth poked in one after another.
He entered the inside of this "new container" and began to suck the foul smelling dragon body fluids that exuded a strange smell.
As an extremely rare and special species of magical creatures with an extremely bad reputation, sludge dragons have always been very controversial in the entire magical academic world, and even in the biological world.
Many scholars believe that these flying dragons whose body structure has been severely eroded for a long time, but are still able to survive, are actually not enough to be called a new "species" at all. They are just some outliers among the huge flying dragon group.
.
But at the same time, many spellcasters who take magical creatures as their subject believe that these creatures living in harsh environments such as swamps have actually formed a unique ecological system, and their growth, predation, habits, etc. have all
It is completely different from ordinary magical creatures and can naturally be regarded as a unique species.
Of course, there are also some people who take the middle value. They believe that the sludge dragon is actually an unexpected branch in the evolution of magical creatures. It is very likely that they have retained some characteristics of their ancestors in ancient times, so they are like this.
Different...
But no matter what, it cannot change a fact.
That is, no one in the entire Van En likes the bodily fluids of this kind of creature. Anyone, elf or goblin, will feel a strange sense of disgust and fear as long as they smell their smell.
This reaction is innate and extremely consistent, as if this smell had once caused serious psychological shadow to members of these different races.
Shuge is no exception.
The moment he smelled these smells, he took a step back vigilantly. At the same time, the Running Rat and Charron's Touch, which were his reliable combat powers, appeared one after another. Even his mirror messenger clone was slowly
Standing next to him in the floating mist, Xiuge picked up the crystal gun he carried with him and handed it into the hands of his clone. This figure, who looked exactly like Xiuge, was very skillful.
He took the gun and used the simple tricks he had mastered to create several magic bullets that could be used.
Shuge himself shook his palm slightly, and the wolf fang tattoo on his wrist immediately trembled slightly. Then, the hound's fang, which could summon the palace hound and directly cause astonishing damage, appeared in Shuge's hand.
.
Although he didn't know what was going to happen next, this indescribably weird aura made him inexplicably feel like he was facing a terrifying enemy.