The parchment turned into a headband form before turning into nothing. Then it appeared out of thin air in the world and took the initiative to tie up Rikka's head full of silver threads.
After a night of no words, the next morning, Boom woke up and was no longer tired, while Christine looked even more powerful, completely restored to the state of the Great Mage, and could not see the full fifty-year-old figure before.
Four days without sleep. Biquku
Wisps of aroma came from the kitchen, but Perseus still stood at the door stupidly, ensuring that the meals cooked by Rikka would be served on the stone table as soon as possible.
Hastur habitually stuffed a soul butterfly into the insect nest in his left eye. Assassins are the darling of the night, but during the day, they are not their best choice.
Please sit down quickly! Today is the first breakfast for the five of us after a long separation. They cook it with great care, and no one can say it tastes bad!
Rikka immediately wiped off the oil stains on her face, then returned to her playful smile, gesturing for everyone to have breakfast together.
Compared to struggling to protect Boom's advanced journey, the little girl naturally prefers to devote all her energy to cooking. She likes to be recognized for what she has made, and she also likes to appreciate the satisfied expressions of those who eat it.<
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The food made by the master is the most delicious, and I have long been eager to see it! Perseus was the first to compliment this time, and then glanced at Hastur beside him without any trace.
He had anticipated this situation last night, and it was just now that he was the first to speak. After these years of getting along, Perseus has gotten to know his master better and better. Rikka likes compliments, especially praise.
Food cooked by the other party.
This kind of evaluation is still too cautious. The food made by Rikka-sama is not only delicious, it is no exaggeration to call it exquisite!
Although Hastur was a bit dissatisfied with Perseus' abnormal behavior, he still farted loudly with rainbow farts, which made Rikka applaud and even served Hastur a bowl of meat soup himself.
Meat soup, bacon fried eggs, mushroom vegetable porridge, Rikka is ready, but can you pass the cinnamon powder to your brother first?
Huh? When did your hairband turn dark red? I remember it wasn’t like this yesterday, right?
Boom looked at the table full of delicious food and praised happily. This kind of life is his ideal, with six flowers by his side and companions sitting around.
However, Boom accidentally glanced behind Rikka's headband and frowned slightly. His expression was as if a dead fly appeared out of thin air on the dinner plate, which was quite off-putting.
Oh yo yo? Still
It really turned dark red!
But they threw it into the dimensional space last night. How did it come out on its own, and how did it become like this?
Rikka was stunned when she heard this, and then reached out and pulled off her hair rope. It was a dark red double-stranded thread, so red that it was thrilling, as red as the soul-binding rope between the fingers of the god of death.
The breakfast that was supposed to be full of laughter and laughter became lifeless. Only Boom ate a lot, as if this matter had nothing to do with me and he didn't want to ask me. Biquku
It was a slender jade hand, as white as the clouds in the sky, and so delicate that it was impeccably delicate. This hand slowly took over the headband, and after tossing and turning for a while, finally placed it on the stone table.
It was an ancient book with a yellowed cover that was already in disrepair. It appeared out of thin air in the cave, and immediately showed some traces of time.
In the ancient magic era, most of the top experts liked to infuse a bit of their soul into certain items. Because of this practice, countless living magic weapons appeared, and they became psychically mutated objects in later generations. p>
This parchment comes from a great space magician, and it can not only assist Boom in his practice, but can even be transformed into a headband to avoid disaster.
Coupled with the residual soul sealed within it, it naturally falls into the category of psychically mutated objects! As a mixed-blood elf who has lived for more than four hundred years, Christine is also a peak powerhouse.
Naturally you will know this secret.
But her words only changed, because the other half was the agreement she made with the blood cocoon, at least she couldn't tell it all in front of Rikka.
So what are the characteristics of this so-called psychic mutation? Or what benefits does it have to me? It can’t just change a color.
Boom nodded after hearing this, but in his opinion, if this thing simply changed its appearance, then there would be no need to pay too much attention.
Now that he has advanced to become a magister, his reliance on the parchment is almost zero. In addition, Rikka seems to dislike this parchment, so Boom no longer cherishes it as much as he did in his early years. Even if the parchment is destroyed one day
It’s nothing to regret if you lose it.
Is there any benefit...I heard that any thing with psychic mutation has a chance of evolving into a more powerful magic weapon. But this is just what the bard said, and it is not accurate at all.
Christine shook her head when she heard this. Although she had read a lot of books, there were still things she didn't know about. For example, the hair tie in front of her, all she could explain was from books
The contents of the book.
But the parchment, as if to prove the value of its existence, instantly returned to its original form. It was also a dark red scroll, but there was an extra blood-striped petal on the back.
More than half an hour later, Rikka's head full of silver threads was tied up again with parchment rolls. Although everyone couldn't figure out why it changed its appearance, they had no intention of discarding it directly.
Boom returned to the second floor of the cave to practice because he had just advanced to become a magister, while Rikka, Perseus, and Hastur quickly destroyed the table full of delicious food.
As for Christine, since she had returned to normal, she had temporarily guarded the entrance of the cave, but only two of the poison bead necklaces around her neck were left.
It seems that the blood cocoon should be born soon. If not, Boom's parchment scroll would not be able to turn into blood, and it would also be branded with blood-striped petals.
Fortunately, I was the only one who sensed the smell of blood. If Rikka knew about it, she would definitely go to the dimensional space to cause a scene.
It's okay if this kind of thing happens, but now in the underground world, it seems a little inappropriate. Let's wait for the blood cocoon to explain itself. This is not a violation of the agreement.
Christine sat on the stone bench, drinking coffee in an extremely elegant manner, while casting her gaze towards the underground world outside the cave.
When she thought about it, as long as the blood cocoon didn't really endanger the lives of her companions, she would be happy to witness the unveiling of the mysterious thing.
But...if that parchment really evolves into a more powerful magic weapon, will Boom lose his way?
The origin of a magician is the magic power in the body, not something outside the body. I hope Boom can think clearly, otherwise I will destroy the parchment with my own hands to prevent it from disturbing Boom's mind.
After Christine saw the changed parchment, she felt a bloody smell. This bloody smell was exactly the same as the blood cocoon, so naturally everything was not difficult to guess.
However, out of agreement, Christine did not directly explain it to Boom. Instead, she chose to remain silent and wait and see where things would go in the end.
The reason why Christine is so careless is because of the deep dependence of the blood cocoon on Boom. In other words, in her eyes, the blood cocoon is no different from Rikka, and they will eventually become Boom's good sister and her companion.<
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However, Christine did not know that one day in the future, this parchment would really take on another appearance, and that would also be Boom's real weapon, far beyond the reach of the black wooden staff. Next chapter