"What else is there?" Seeing Ludwig stop, Lumian seemed to have some scruples, so he took the initiative to ask.
Ludwig stared at the remains of the umbilical cord in front of Lumian, hesitated and said:
"It can change your aura and bloodline to a certain extent, allowing some creatures that do not have the necessary intelligence to regard you as the divine son of the 'Great Mother'."
Lumian's expression became more solemn:
"In other words, it can really allow me to fuse the blood of that god's son, even if it is only an almost negligible amount?"
And can this deceive creatures with low IQs or creatures that rely purely on instinct?
"Yes." Ludwig nodded solemnly, "That bit of blood cannot bring any changes to you, and only creatures directly created by the 'Great Mother' or those who have received His gift can sense it."
This sounds useless, but if you encounter special circumstances, it seems to play an extremely important role. Compared with treating infertility and improving self-healing ability, it has more room for imagination... Lumian considered
asked:
“What negative impact will this have?”
Will it lead to gender change? After all, Omi Bella, the divine son of the "Great Mother" seems to be female.
Ludwig withdrew his greedy and longing eyes from the umbilical cord of the Son of God, and said with great regret:
"If it were someone else, it might happen that the Son of God of the 'Great Mother' was gestating and growing in his body, but that won't happen to you. You only need to worry about the 'Great Mother' setting its sights on you and really looking at you."
Lumian was silent for ten or twenty seconds, and slowly put the remains of Omi Bella's umbilical cord back into the "traveler's bag".
He was not in a hurry to let Ludwig use the remains of the umbilical cord of the Son of God to make food with special effects, and planned to consult Ms. "Magician" before making a decision.
He is willing to take risks, but he will not do it recklessly.
"Can you give it to me?" Ludwig looked at the matte "deprivation bullet" and said.
"Last question." Lumian smiled again and took out something else from the "traveler's bag".
It was old blood-stained powder in a glass vial.
This comes from the "devil wizard" Boorman. Under the guidance of Harrison, a visitor from Easter Island, he summoned an evil spirit named Arden from the depths of death. He easily killed the evil spirit and collected the corresponding blood, intending to use it in
During a subsequent ceremony, Lumian received a bit of blood-stained powder from his room.
Previously, Lumian asked Franka to use "Magic Mirror Divination" to conduct an investigation. He could only confirm that it really came from the depths of the spiritual world, and there was no other gain. Now, he wants "Gourmet" to try it and see.
Can more and more important information be extracted?
He remembered clearly that the people on Easter Island claimed to be able to die over and over again and resurrect again and again, never die or grow old, and the secret lay in controlling the marks deep in the depths of death.
This may be a way to truly resurrect the dead.
"Can I eat it?" Lumian kept the same smile as before and pushed the glass vial containing the old blood-stained powder in front of Ludwig.
Ludwig carefully looked at the old blood-stained powder for a while, then unscrewed the bottle cap and touched it a few times with his hand.
"Okay." He replied without looking forward to it.
"Then you eat half." Lumian watched expectantly as Ludwig shook a small amount of the old blood-stained powder into his mouth, leaving only the last bit.
Ludwig chewed and tasted, and after a while he made a "food comment":
"There is a strong aura of death and eternal sleep, coming from the depths of the spiritual world.
"It comes from a man in his thirties who has the characteristics of both the 'Peeper' pathway and the 'Death' pathway. His mental state is very poor and his emotions are very easy to lose control..."
Hearing this, Lumian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:
This is like describing the "devil wizard" Boorman himself!
But this blood-stained powder comes from the depths of the spiritual world and belongs to the evil spirit Arden who was killed by Boorman!
"A native of Intisdon Province?" Lumian confirmed his guess.
"Yes." Ludwig clicked his lips and said.
He also told other information he had learned from the blood-stained powder, and each piece of information was consistent with the situation of the "devil wizard".
This couldn't be that Boorman summoned himself, killed himself, and then collected his own blood, right? Lumian was inexplicably horrified.
Those old blood-stained powders were definitely not left by Boorman due to other issues, because both Franka and Ludwig were sure that bloodstains were closely related to death and the spiritual world, and Lumian and the "devil wizard"
He fought twice and I believe he was still alive at the time.
"The evil spirit that Boorman summoned from the depths of death following the teachings of Harrison, the visitor from Easter Island, was his own, uh, mark of himself?
"He removed his mark in the depths of death and still thinks it's weak?
"This sounds unbelievable...
"What did Harrison on Easter Island want to do, and what is the hidden truth behind the resurrection of these islanders?"
Lumian's thoughts flashed, and he felt that the Easter Island incident was full of secrets and was no worse than the high-level incidents he had experienced before.
"Can you give it to me?" Ludwig looked at the "deprivation bullet" again and asked with great desire.
He returned only a little bit of the old blood-stained powder to Lumian along with the glass vial.
"Okay." Lumian threw the "Deprivation Bullet" to Ludwig.
Ludwig caught it and stuffed the matte bullet into his mouth.
"Eat it directly?" Lumian asked with a smile, "without cooking it? Without making a cocktail?"
Ludwig replied vaguely:
"No need for this, you can absorb it directly."
As he spoke, he pulled the "deprivation bullet" out of his mouth like a popsicle.
Compared with just now, the matte metal shell of the bullet is obviously thinner, and the complex symbols engraved on the surface have become pitted, with traces left by teeth.
In this way, Ludwig hesitated three times before putting the bullet with the gunpowder inside of which could be seen vaguely into his mouth, chewing it and swallowing it.
Lumian felt a toothache as he watched, and gained a deeper understanding of the changes brought about by hunger.
After eating "Deprived of Bullets", Ludwig closed his eyes with a look of aftertaste and longing.
Lumian felt distressed about the extraordinary bullets he got from Jebus:
None of the "debilitating bullets", "deprivation bullets", and "implosion bullets" functioned as they should, while the "poison bullets", "rotting bullets" and "pregnancy bullets" were assigned to Franka.
"How do you feel?" Lumian asked Ludwig.
"It's delicious, familiar deliciousness." Ludwig replied with half-closed eyes.
After sighing, he opened his eyes and said brightly:
"God, Godfather, can you find out the organization that made that bullet as soon as possible?"
You kid, that's a sect that follows your god... However, I can't blame you, you have no brains... Moreover, for the evil god, as long as the descending angel can get rid of the seal, no matter how many sacrifices are made, the gifter will be
It's worth it. Returning to the stomach of an angel is equivalent to returning to the heaven of gods... Lumian muttered a few words silently, nodded slightly, agreed, stood up slowly, and walked back to the bedroom.
Lying on the bed, he opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling with the chandelier hanging there. He did not feel sleepy at all, even though the fragrance of absinthe lingered in his nose.
After staring quietly for an unknown amount of time, Lumian laughed to himself and tried to use meditation to help himself fall asleep.
He slowly sketched in his mind a round ball with eyes and a cross.
His state then settled down, and he began to feel sleepy.
At this moment, Lumian was startled.
Meditation was taught by my sister, and the meditation pattern was also drawn by my sister...
Lumian laughed softly, trembling with laughter.
After a few minutes, he indulged himself and recalled every detail of his life in Kordu Village, including the interactions in his dream.
Even the latter, looking at it now, still has some kind of indescribable warmth.
While his thoughts were wandering, Lumian remembered his sister's contracted creature "Blank Paper":
“I don’t know what the status of ‘blank paper’ is now…
“Strictly speaking, Aurore is not completely dead yet, and the contract between her and ‘White Paper’ should still exist...
"It's a pity that the contracted creature is not a messenger and can only be summoned by itself. Otherwise, I would like to summon the 'white paper' to see its situation...
"In Aurore's terms, does it mean that when you see the things left behind, you will think of that person? Or, if you like someone, you will also like her pets?
"Well, it's not that it can't be summoned. Since Termipolos sealed in my body is one with me, then Aurore's soul fragments should be too. My summoning is equivalent to Aurore's summoning..."
Thinking of this, Lumian sat up.
He set up the altar in the darkness and recited the incantation in the corresponding language:
"I!
"I call in my name:
"The spirit wandering in the illusion, the friendly creature that can be driven, the fragile ball that can communicate with my mind..."
While the mantras echoed, the candlelight swayed slightly, but nothing happened.
Lumian, who had turned on his "spiritual vision", did not see the "white paper" that appeared in his dream.
Huh... He lay back on the bed disappointedly.
Time passed by, and Lumian, who had never been able to fall asleep, suddenly became awake and no longer tired at all.
Arrived at six o'clock in the morning.
Lumian got up silently and began to clean up the altar.
At this time, the "doll" messenger wearing a light golden skirt walked out of the void and dropped a dark coin bag and a square piece of letter paper on the table.
Have the rewards mentioned by Ms. "Magician" arrived? One of them is the "Traveler's Bag"? Lumian perked up and grabbed the dark coin bag.
The "doll" messenger glanced at him, raised his hand and pinched his nose and said:
"drunkard!
"The clothes stink!"
Uh... Lumian, who didn't take a shower or change clothes last night, coughed slightly in embarrassment and said thanks.
After the "doll" messenger left, he continued to check the rewards.