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One hundred and fifty-six chapters, the secret of the murderous medicine

Entering the cabin, the butler appeared in a bright hall. He looked back at the door. There was a dark and quiet corridor connected there, but if he stepped out, he would directly reach the deck.

Leviathan's labyrinth talent's ability to use space is evident from this!

Except for Lovett, even they don't know how many such space traps exist.

Putting the things in his hands on the table, the butler lowered his head to the figure in black with his back to him and said: "Master, the information you requested has been delivered."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

"Serve your master without talking about hard work."

Hearing this, Lovett stopped what he was doing and turned around in a funny way.

"When did you learn to flatter yourself?"

"I'm just stating a fact."

"……Fine!"

Without getting entangled in the topic, he raised his palm slightly and carried the information to his side with his transparent magic hand. Lovett said calmly: "Help the bodyguard practice his language skills when he has time. His soul core strength has long exceeded the standard.

But he is still used to communicating with me through thinking links... Practicing speaking is no small matter. Thinking and organizing language can keep his soul active and accelerate his growth."

"yes!"

The butler bowed after hearing this and accepted the order happily.

"Then let's do it. Tell cp0 not to disturb me unless there's no big deal."

Floating a fist-thick ancient book in the air, Lovett silently opened it to search for information, and said smoothly: "This thing may help you quickly evolve to the fifth stage. Only then... will you be qualified as an independent person?"

Individual, accept the name given!"

Give me a name!

It's not just a matter of naming.

In the customs of the mage world, this is an important ceremony second only to the mage's acceptance of a disciple!

For artificial undead like the Black Knight, as well as the spirits of heaven and earth who are born with spiritual intelligence to serve the mage, having a name given by the mage is a great honor!

This means that the mage group officially recognizes them and regards them as independent individuals, rather than mediocre things in a group of people.

At the same time, this is also a sign of respect and respect for them who have exceeded the limits of their ethnic group!

"Magicians" are not human beings.

The sublimation of the soul allows "Mage" to become a new racial name of its own, dividing heaven and earth and overriding all living things.

Therefore, the objects that can be given names by them must also exceed [mortal] standards.

However, not all mages are qualified to give names to others.

Status, fame, knowledge, magical attainments and even deeds must meet certain conditions. Only the names given by such beings to others can be recognized by the mage circle.

And when mages have all these, they are almost all high mages.

As the being "closest to the Holy Ten under the starry sky", the Black Dragon Legion holds the mighty sea of ​​stars. He himself has been blessed by the Holy Ten and was conferred the title of Archmage, Black Earl, under the witness of the Spirit of the Morning Star!

There is no doubt that Lovett has this qualification.

Without a name, no matter how powerful he is, the Black Knight will always be the Black Knight.

Bodyguards and housekeepers are just their functional positions.

As the most studious member of the ship, and having inherited Crowe's high IQ and talent, the steward naturally understood how important "giving a name" was to them, and immediately fell to his knees and said excitedly.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Well, it's okay. Just don't think it's unnecessary. After all, there aren't that many mages in this world."

Accepting the bow calmly, Lovett pointed to the cabin door: "Then..."

"My subordinates resign!"

Waiting for the butler to close the cabin door and leave, Lovett smiled slightly.

"Speaking of which, this rule was set down by the leader of their undead clan, Emperor Kushan. The species discrimination of mages as being 'not of my own race' is much broader than that of mortal races..."

"but……"

The history of the mage world can be roughly divided into three parts.

1. In ancient times, the dark and oppressive era of the rule of the gods.

2. After the God-Slaying War, the Holy Ten Era symbolizes glory and courage.

Three, the years he lived in, the era of the great emperor when the boss of Bone Mountain opened up the underworld and suppressed the souls of countless dead souls!

Also called the Age of Tyrants.

At that time, the mage circle did not have the habit of recognizing strong men from other ethnic groups, including the mage trumpet who reincarnated across realms like Emperor Wushan. Therefore, the flame of contempt quickly burned on the head of Emperor Wushan, and then...

Got beaten.

The mages were beaten.

Beaten very badly!

So what happened that year was only known by Lovett from the ancient internal records of the Holy Ten Council after he became a titled mage. It was a "blank hundred years" in the mage world.

"However, it was precisely because of the violent temper of Mr. Kuishan that the mage world changed its old customs and constantly introduced new ones, evolving a brilliant civilization."

"After all, the legends left by the first generation of the Holy Ten are too dazzling for future generations to match. Their words and deeds are all regarded as truth by future generations."

"so……"

Click!

The little white rabbit used for the experiment screamed and fell on the table with a dead look.

Putting down the bloody scalpel, Lovett covered his forehead, his expression full of despair behind his palms.

"Where else did I offend this boss?!!"

After shaking in place like a lunatic for a while, Lovett stood up and his expression returned to calm.

"Forget it, if he wants to kill me, I can't wait until today. I can live the day as long as I can, but I'll leave!"

Love so much!

Returning to the experiment again, Lowitt frowned as he looked at the dead white rabbit.

Throwing its body on the ground to give Leviathan a tooth sacrifice, he went back to the cage to get another one.

"Continuing with the information obtained from Rao G last time, there are indeed traces of widespread use of life force in this world."

While he was talking to himself, the notebook next to him was windless and automatic. The quill jumped and ran to the bottle to dip in ink and record Lovett's voice on the paper.

As a mature quill, of course you must learn to write your own homework.

"The existence of luxurious water and fierce medicine proves that in addition to penance, some people choose to use the power of medicine to forcibly activate the body's potential."

"The difference in form between the luxurious water and the vicious medicine also proves that this was not the work of one person. It shows that in the unknown distant era, there were not a few pharmacists with this ability. Otherwise, throughout the known history, there should not be any

The traces of existence still allow them to be passed down to this day.”

Flesh Magic·Body Dismemberment Technique!

His finger touched the little white rabbit who was imprisoned by the spell, and immediately, an extremely bloody scene appeared.

I saw that the little white rabbit's fur was not broken and there were blood marks all over, revealing the muscle tissue and internal organs underneath. The wet heart was exposed to the air, but it was still connected to the blood vessels and beating powerfully and rapidly.

Click...

There was a crisp sound, the rabbit's skull cracked open, and its two intact eyeballs were suspended by the fascia, spinning in mid-air in terror.

Even though the body's flesh and bones were separated, it surprisingly did not die!

Pulling the slightly trembling brain in front of him, Lovett continued.

"Among them, the vicious drug is the most unique... It also uses life force as fuel and uses the body as an engine to explode. Logically, this work should not exceed the body's upper limit, but it can go against common sense and increase the upper limit while accelerating consumption.

.”

"Suppose a person's combat power is '5', then the maximum combat power after the outbreak is '20'. This is the three plus one law verified by the mage world... But the vicious medicine can increase it to '50', which is not even the limit...

…”

"It has been determined that simply burning vitality and mental power cannot do this, which proves that there is some unknown medicinal power taking effect."

Silently shaking open a capsule, it was the poison he intercepted while acting with Hody Jones on Fish-Man Island.

"Therefore, the purpose of the experiment is to find the source of this effect, analyze it, and try to inject it."

"The current number of experiments is 17."

After saying this indifferently, Lovett picked up the white powder taken out of the capsule and sprinkled it on the brain.

Suddenly, the rabbit, which was completely stripped and unable to move, began to tremble crazily, its blood flowing faster, and its eyes becoming scarlet.

Then……

died.

The quill jumped over and checked it carefully, then returned to the notebook and wrote "Cause of death: myocardial infarction" in large characters in the last column.

Then he paused and added: "A rabbit is still a rabbit after all."

Lovett: "..."

"Pull it out and make it spicy!"


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