Chapter 595 Are you going to change the starburst array?
Everyone was relieved when they heard that it was not a big cat. This cute big cat, if it were an evil god that even the Lord of Mourning would seek refuge in, then its hiding place would be too deep, and it would definitely be caught.
Get up, pluck out the hair and interrogate him carefully.
"Then why do you want to take refuge in the evil god? What is it worth for you to take refuge in?" Nigris asked.
"Power!" Balu roared forcefully.
"Well, you're already dead, what power can it give you?" Nigris asked in confusion.
Balu exuded a dazed emotion: "It gives me the power of mourning."
Except for Ange, who was heartless, everyone else gasped in unison: "The evil god gave you the power to mourn???"
Baloo nodded.
Everyone couldn't accept the news for a long time. It was simply too terrible. If the evil god could grant a skeleton the power to mourn, this would definitely be a more terrifying existence than the undead king.
The immortal king cannot grant others the power to mourn.
According to Balu, it was still a golden skeleton at that time. The evil god came to it by himself. The other party gave it a small purple flame and told it: "This is the seed of the power of mourning. Plant it in your body."
In the soul, harvest the soul of mourning."
Hearing this, Ange perked up. He was more sensitive to words like "plant" and "harvest". Can the soul of mourning still plant?
However, Balu was not sensitive at all. His first reaction was, "I believe you, you idiot." He put out the small flame with a slap.
Don't say it doesn't believe it, even if it believes that this small flame can help it harvest the souls of mourners, it will shoot it away without hesitation. It is loyal to the king, and by the way, it also told the king about it.
The king thought for a while and told it that he would handle it, and then Balu put the matter aside.
It wasn't until a long time later that Balu suddenly felt that the king had changed. The king was no longer like the king before. Although his aura was exactly the same, Balu felt that this was not the king.
Baloo is not the kind of character who can hide things in his soul. He questioned the other party directly, but was scolded by the other party. When it questioned the second time, the other party even beat it.
No matter how stupid Balu is, he realizes that it is unable to expose the opponent's true identity. At this time, the evil god appears again and gives it a small purple flame.
This time, Balu did not hesitate to plant it into his soul. From that day on, Balu's soul grew by leaps and bounds.
Since then, Balu has continued to strengthen his soul and temper his body... he just soaks in the death breath liquid every day and exposes his head.
Through this 'arduous' exercise, it successfully broke through the level of the golden skeleton and condensed the soul of mourning.
The king was very curious, so he found it and asked it carefully, trying to figure out why the soul of mourning could be condensed just by soaking it in the liquid of death's breath?
Not only did Balu not answer the king's question, but he asked him again who he was.
Not surprisingly, it was beaten again. It was a new mourner, but the king was already an old mourner.
After beating it, control it and examine it carefully, inside and out, every bone.
This time, the king noticed the abnormal aura remaining on his body.
"Abnormal smell. Is there an abnormal smell on the skeleton? Take it out and take a look." Nigris said in surprise.
Ange took out the purple gold skeleton, and everyone gathered around to take a look. Nigris even put his nose up to smell it, and then asked curiously: "Have you ever taken a bath? Is this meat foam? It doesn't smell like anything."
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Balu was confused: "What is a bath?"
"It took too long to dry?" Fetty asked curiously.
He is also a skeleton. Every time he fights, he is covered in minced meat, which easily gets stuck in various small gaps and is difficult to clean. He is very curious if there is any way to quickly remove the smell and clean it.
"It doesn't look like it, it still smells after it's dried. By the way, the adults put it in the God's Realm..." When Anthony said this, he suddenly felt an unknown premonition in his heart.
For a moment, he couldn't feel any abnormal aura, and Nigris geared up and said: "You are really useless, it seems it is my turn to take action."
"You want to chew it off?" Duroken said in a roundabout way.
Nigris thought for a while before he realized where the twist had gone. The kobold was chewing the bones, and Duroken called it a kobold.
"You are a kobold, you bastard, just wait, don't let me catch the chance, I will pee in your tool box." Nigris was angry.
Duroken's face changed greatly. The alchemist's toolbox is just like the fisherman's fishing rod box. They are all darlings. If anyone dares to pee in Locks' fishing rod box, she will definitely fight you.
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"You heard it wrong, Lord Naig, you heard it wrong. I meant to let the black smoke ring summon a three-headed dog to eat it up." Duroken quickly said with an apologetic smile.
"Hmph." Nigris was eager to show off, so he let him go for the time being, turned to Ange and said, "Ange, can you hold me in your hands and inject divine power into me?"
Ange picked it up by its wings.
Nigris slapped him on the head: "You are stupid, my true body is held by the Book of Brass!"
"Oh." Ange threw the little yellow dragon aside, took out the Book of Brass, and infused it with divine power.
The palm-sized brass book flew up and expanded into a giant book as wide as a door panel. A halo of light expanded—a halo of enlightenment.
The body of the little yellow dragon had already fallen to the ground. Negris's voice came from the book: "After taking back the aura of enlightenment, I suddenly remembered a little magic, a lamp!"
With a casual word, Balu's body immediately lit up as if illuminated by an invisible lamp, and countless messages exploded, sinking into the souls of everyone around him.
"Purple gold body, 1.69 meters? It weighs 72 kilograms, has 200 bones, has a bone age of 40, and is male. What gender can the bones tell? Really..."
The information that burst out randomly shocked Anthony and others: "Is this... the legendary identification technique?"
In knight novels, when the protagonist team finds a treasure they don't recognize, they will go to a magician or businessman and cast an identification spell to get all its information.
However, in reality, there is no such magic at all. Even if there is, it is definitely not a small magic.
To identify the information of an unknown thing, in addition to a very rich knowledge, it also requires a certain amount of analytical reasoning ability, and even a little precognition ability. This is the ability of the prophet dragon.
The Brass Dragon is the Prophet Dragon, but I don’t know whether its ability to foresee was taken away by His Majesty or whether it has not been awakened, so it cannot be used anyway.
However, after regaining the aura of enlightenment, it found that the identification technique seemed to be usable.
Unfortunately, there is no trace of abnormal information in the burst of information.
"What's going on? Has it failed?" Nigris asked in confusion.
"There is no failure. If it fails, the three-dimensional identification of height, weight, etc. will not be possible." Duroken analyzed.
Anthony sighed. He had an ominous premonition just now: "Could it be that the adults put it into the God's Realm, and the God's Realm erased the abnormal aura on it."
Everyone looked at Ange, who tilted his head in confusion.
"If the abnormal aura will be erased by the divine realm, does that mean the aura is 'alive'?" Anthony continued quickly.
The adults are all tilted. What else are you thinking about? Change the topic quickly and pretend that nothing happened.
The clues were interrupted here. No abnormal aura could be found, and naturally nothing could be analyzed. However, from Balu's solemn expression, the existence of this evil god was real, and he really had the ability to elevate undead creatures to the level of the Lord of Death.
"If he has this ability, then there should be more than one Lord of Death in this world. It is so easy to cultivate, just soak in the death breath liquid." Duroken said in confusion.
"Maybe he doesn't have the Death Breath Liquid?" Feti hesitated.
Anthony and Negris were refreshed and immediately thought: "Could it be that His Majesty discovered the problem, so he collected all the death aura? The concentration of the death aura behind the death line is obviously abnormal, and is much thinner than the Abyss of Rest.
But the number of undead creatures here is obviously not comparable to that of the Abyss of Rest."
Then Anthony was shocked again: "No, the breath of death is gushing out!"
Everyone is secretly thinking that something is wrong. If it is as speculated, then the current spurt of death breath is equivalent to increasing the concentration of death breath on the ground, making it easier for the evil god with this ability to collect the death breath. If the time comes,
Brew one or two hundred mourning lords...
Nigris suddenly became anxious: "Quickly, quickly find a switch to stop the spewing of death breath."
Anthony shook his head: "Look for the switch, but don't stop for now, let the breath of death disperse."
"Why?" Fei Ti asked puzzledly.
"If the breath of death spreads widely, but the breath of death in a certain area is particularly thin..." Anthony stopped mid-sentence, but everyone understood what he meant, and their eyes suddenly lit up.
After formulating a plan, Nigris looked at Balu and asked: "How to deal with it? Lock it up again? It's a pity that the eternal coffin is broken."
If Balu was a rebellious boy who betrayed the king, then everyone would crush him to death without hesitation. However, judging from his performance, not only did he not betray the king, but he was loyal to him.
It's just that Your Majesty didn't tell it when he missed work, so it thought the king had changed.
In this case, you can't kill it, otherwise you won't be able to explain it to your majesty, but there is no good way to imprison it. The eternal coffin is broken, and nothing else can lock a mourning soul.
Duroken stood up dissatisfied: "Master Naige, what do you mean? You look down on me, don't you?"
He waved the golden rod and clicked on the largest fragment of the Eternal Coffin. The fragments immediately flew up and circled around the fragments scattered on the ground. The fragments were automatically attracted to the larger fragments and integrated into a whole.
There were still cracks, but the Eternal Coffin, which had been completely integrated, returned to Duroken's hands.
Anthony praised: "Every time I see Lord Duroken take action, it's like watching magic. It's really amazing."
Nigris sneered: "What's so magical? You can't understand it and think it's magical. He actually just picked up the fragments on the ground and put them together into a whole. It's just as difficult as putting together blocks. It's not magical at all. It hasn't been repaired yet."
Woolen cloth."
Duroken said nonchalantly: "After all, alchemy is just an arcane art, an artifact that can only be repaired by gods. Sir, please inject divine power into it."
The Eternal Coffin is an artifact of the Goddess of Redemption. In the hands of God, it will never be damaged, because it is a creation of divine power, and it is divine power that functions, not a sarcophagus.
Ange carefully pointed his finger at it and injected his divine power. He saw the cracks on the coffin light up for a moment, and soon they merged into one. When the light disappeared, the cracks disappeared without a trace.
An Ge suddenly realized that the artifact was a creation of divine power...
When it comes to divine creations, Ange is no stranger, because in the consciousness space of the Lord of Light, he has already embodied many things. To a certain extent, they are also divine creations, but at the level of consciousness.
But to the gods, what you want is what you get.
Balu was sealed again with the Eternal Coffin, and everyone looked at the mourning body again.
"What to do with it? It's worth a Star Explosion Array. Do you really want to give it to the Warlock Alliance to exchange for a Star Explosion Array?"
PS: This is a big chapter. There have been too many troubles recently. I can write tens of thousands of words in just a few words. I am so unlucky. I wish everyone good health and good health. Even if bad luck comes, you can still run away. Unlike me, my feet