"Well, after the death of the Warcraft, the extraordinary core will solidify at an extremely fast speed."
Mo Lan's mental power was concentrated in the mind of the one-horned wild boar. This magical beast, the one-horned wild boar, which he had worked so hard to capture, had been dealt with by Mo Lan.
Under Mo Lan's gaze, the extraordinary core that originally felt soft was rapidly hardening. Because the magic contained in it was metallic, it formed a pale golden rhombus crystal.
During this process, Mo Lan noticed that most of the smoke-like soul in the deepest part of the extraordinary core quietly dissipated, leaving only a small part, a wisp, which would have been difficult to detect if Mo Lan hadn't observed carefully.
"If this is the soul, it should be weak enough, right?"
Mo Lan thought.
"What I should do now is to ensure that the soul of the monster is weakened while it is still alive.
Weak enough to widen the gap with my mental power, so that it can be influenced and controlled by me.
Well, maybe I can try serious injury, or long-term mental torture, like... boiling an eagle!"
Mo Lan calmed down and touched his belly, pretending to be surprised.
"Wait a minute, why did I accidentally kill the Warcraft Boar?
How to do the experiment later? What, there is another one?
Oh, that’s okay.”
Mo Lan walked to the window and shouted loudly below.
"Xu Zongxin, come up here. There was an experimental accident. The one-horned wild boar is dead. Come and take it down and make a pig-killing feast!"
"call."
Mo Lan stretched out and leaned on the chair, playing with the extraordinary core that had just been taken out of the head of the one-horned wild boar.
The extraordinary core was spinning in his hand, and Mo Lan was thinking about something.
The powerful mental power of the fourth-ring spell was twisted into one force, and it suddenly penetrated inside.
"My mental power is stronger than the soul of the one-horned boar. The reason why I cannot have a good influence on it is because I cannot break through the protection of the extraordinary core.
Either weaken the soul, strengthen the spiritual brand, or weaken the extraordinary core, no matter which method is used, I can try to control the monster."
Mo Lan murmured to himself while looking for flaws in the extraordinary core, looking for the weak points of the extraordinary core.
"No, this extraordinary core is harder than stone, and it is almost shielded from mental power.
Also, its own components have high-density spiritual power, so spiritual power cannot penetrate it.
Don't I have any other way to interfere with you besides smashing it?"
Mo Lan fell into deep thought.
If you want to smash and destroy the extraordinary core, Mo Lan can do it, and he did it when he was bored for a while.
Although the extraordinary core is hard, it is almost as hard as the teeth and bones of Warcraft.
Anyway, according to Mo Lan's experiments, the hardness of the first-ring extraordinary core is about the same as the hardness of its own bones, and the hardness of the second-ring extraordinary core is about the same as the hardness of its own bones.
I don’t know about the Third Ring Road. It’s not that it doesn’t exist. It’s mainly because it’s a bit expensive and I can’t bear to part with it.
When the extraordinary core is crushed, it is crushed, just like ordinary crystals, except that the spell slots inside will dissipate and disappear without a trace, leaving only a pile of broken crystals.
Nothing was gained, and Mo Lan later gave up on this boring experiment.
Mo Lan fell into deep thought, trying to find a way in his mind to interfere with the inside of the extraordinary core.
"Magic input? No, magic can't penetrate it either.
Vibration? Resonance? No, how can I do it...wait!"
Suddenly a flash of light flashed in Mo Lan's mind.
"There seems to be a way to interfere with the inside of the extraordinary core.
Or we can activate the extraordinary core and use external devices to release the spells in the extraordinary core when the monster is dead."
Mo Lan was thinking of the altar that the little devil had cast. After thinking about it for a moment, he immediately began to use the laboratory facilities to reconstruct the altar.
Mo Lan's constant spell model originated from the internal structure of the altar. When he was originally studying it, he repeatedly zoomed in and out thousands of times, and every inch of the altar's structure was basically clear.
After a while, an identical altar appeared in front of Mo Lan again. At the top of the altar, there was a cone-shaped depression, which could fit half of the extraordinary core.
Embed the extraordinary core in your hand so that exactly half of it is inside the altar and is usually exposed outside.
"Connect to the element pool, close the passage, import the gold element...activate!"
Buzz!
A layer of golden light appeared on the extraordinary core. Mo Lan used his mental power to explore, but was surprised to find it.
When the extraordinary core was activated, a closed channel on it was opened, and Mo Lan's mental power easily penetrated into it.
Feeling the structure inside, Mo Lan pondered for a moment and used his mental power to lock in the trace of the remaining soul.
As soon as the thought came to mind, Remnant Soul cooperated very well and released the spell on the corner of a table.
"So obedient? Can you give me a spiritual mark?"
Mo Lan felt some differences and was a little moved, but still shook his head.
"No, although this remnant soul is stronger than the mental power of the beast, I'm afraid it still can't withstand my mental imprint.
Unless...it's strengthened a little bit."
Mo Lan suddenly came up with a fantastic idea and just did it. He dispersed his mental power bit by bit and took the initiative to merge with this residual soul.
Slowly, the remnant soul becomes stronger bit by bit, but it is just an increase in strength. The essence is still the same wisp of remnant soul, without any change.
But this was enough. Mo Lan slowly formed a spiritual imprint, blended in along the passage, and tentatively formed a spiritual imprint on the outside of the remnant soul.
The next moment, a network of spiritual imprints tightly entangled the residual soul. As soon as Mo Lan thought about it, the residual soul took corresponding actions without any resistance or pause.
This smooth feeling, the feeling of being driven like an arm, made Mo Lan very comfortable.
He felt he was on the right path.
As long as you find a way to apply the entire process just now to a living monster, you may be able to successfully control it.
But this time he also discovered something.
"At the beginning, all my attention was focused on how the spell model was engraved on the altar, and I focused on the technology of inscription.
There was not much research done on the spell model engraved on the altar.
What is the effect of this spell model? How does it activate the "dead" extraordinary core and release its spells?
Can this kind of spell model be miniaturized? If I can form it directly in the mind of Warcraft, then can I not directly open a channel of spiritual power and let my spiritual imprint pass through and be directly imprinted on the soul of Warcraft?
"
Mo Lan fell into deep thought, but his heart gradually became hot.
