Cheng Lin was suddenly surprised when he felt the movement inside the initial space.
He could easily "see" the black flags and black whistles buzzing. These two magical weapons were among the first batch he picked up during the deduction. They had also been repaired by Yu Fu and the damage had been reduced.
About 50%, although it is still not comparable to when it was in perfect condition, it can be regarded as a usable magic weapon.
At this moment, they both had abnormalities at the same time, which immediately attracted Cheng Lin's attention.
With a flip of his right hand, Cheng Lin took out two items, both of which emitted a faint black light.
"Could it be..."
Cheng Lin was confused and first injected spiritual energy into the black flag. Suddenly, the one hundred and eight fighting spirits hidden in it flew out like a whirlwind, and the temperature in the heart of the mountain suddenly became even colder.
These fighting spirits seemed to be very excited, conveying a very strong "hungry" emotion to Cheng Lin.
Yes, hungry.
"War spirits are also hungry? What do they want to eat? Is it the souls of these dead creatures?"
Cheng Lin had some guesses.
War spirits are the remnants of some powerful monks who died due to some strange reasons. They are a type of spiritual power and can be roughly divided into soul bodies. They will become weak after being injured. Cheng Lin has never found them.
Ways to restore their strength.
One known way is to use spiritual energy to cultivate, but the concentration of spiritual energy in the real world is already low. Cheng Lin himself thinks it is not enough. How can there be any spiritual energy to share with them... There is no spiritual energy at all in the initial space. As time goes by,
As time goes by, these fighting spirits become weaker and weaker.
However, at this moment, he seemed to have discovered a new way to enhance the strength of the fighting spirit.
"Eating souls..."
Cheng Lin thought, and there was a faint movement in his heart. He controlled the black flag and waved it gently. Suddenly, a faint gray light was released, covering a large area in front of him. Cheng Lin suddenly saw some scenes that he had not seen before.
For example, the corpses of dead humans and snow beasts are hovering and entangled with some shadow-like colors. It seems that some kind of energy, like shadows and mist, is quickly dissipating.
"If the judgment is correct, these are the souls left after the death of living creatures... Let's call it that. Unfortunately, neither the snow beasts nor the humans are strong enough, so the soul bodies are so thin. At the current speed, they should be completely destroyed soon.
dissipate."
"These souls are too weak to be absorbed into war spirits, but they seem to be food for them..."
Cheng Lin thought about it, hesitated, and ordered a war spirit to pounce on the soul of a snow beast.
"Song Jiang, go and try."
When he had nothing to do, he named these war spirits according to Liang Shanbo's order for easy addressing.
Suddenly, Song Jiang silently roared with excitement, flew over, and tore and swallowed up the energy. The whole process was very fast. Immediately, Cheng Lin clearly felt that Song Jiang was a little stronger!
It really works!
However, a moment later, Cheng Lin saw that Song Jiang was like a deflated balloon. The swallowed soul separated again and dissipated in the air, and the enhanced power disappeared again.
"Huh? This is...yes, it should be the rule limit of the deduction!"
Cheng Lin thought for a moment and understood.
He already knew that he could not take anything away from the deduction world except "memory knowledge" and so on.
For example, he cannot practice here and absorb the spiritual energy of this world.
This is the restriction of the rules. The fighting spirit belongs to him, so it seems that he follows this rule and cannot really be strengthened here.
Cheng Lin was slightly disappointed.
He originally thought that if he could, he would simply put off the task, stay here for a while, swallow more snow beast souls, and completely strengthen the 108 fighting souls.
"It seems that I thought it was too beautiful..."
In an extremely cold place, you really can't think too beautiful. This is the origin of the idiom "You are too beautiful" that the older generation often talks about.
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"receive."
Cheng Lin flicked the black flag and put away the reluctant fighting spirits.
Touching the flagpole of the black banner, he began to think in his mind: "Although it cannot be swallowed in the deduction, after the projection comes out... it should not be a problem. I just don't know whether the snow beast is included in the projection this time."
Shaking his head, Cheng Lin stopped thinking and set his sights on the "black whistle" again.
He has only scratched the surface of this magical weapon so far. It seems to have a certain effect on undead creatures, but it has never been successfully used.
"How to use it? Do you want to blow it?"
Cheng Lin rubbed its dark black surface, thought about it, and mustered up the courage to stuff it into his mouth and blow on it.
"Woooooo~"
Like a sudden storm, a low and depressing voice appeared.
The next moment, Cheng Lin was shocked to find that the corpses of dead humans and snow beasts on the ground moved together!
What is this? A fake corpse?
Cheng Lin was startled and continued to blow tentatively. Amidst the howling wind, the bodies of the person in charge, the liaison officer, the snow beast... and so on staggered up from the ground.
It's not that they are resurrected, they still have no consciousness and are like walking zombies.
Cheng Lin, who was blowing the black whistle, thought for a while and thought in his mind, so the human body was laid on the ground again. Although it was a deduction, Cheng Lin was still reluctant to torment these poor people for experiments.
Controlling dozens of snow beasts that looked like mutated versions of polar bears, Cheng Lin pointed to the west, and immediately, the group of walking zombies began to move toward the west.
Cheng Lin gestured again and made an idea in his heart.
As a result, they began to line up in a neat queue, following Cheng Lin's command, circling around the human corpse... forming a perfect circle and moving around the corpse.
After a while, they started "dancing" again under Cheng Lin's control.
He mainly wanted to test how long he could control it.
Unexpectedly, this black whistle has the ability to drive away corpses.
"The sect that refined it is probably also a demonic sect, right?"
Cheng Lin guessed that the black flags and black whistles, one controlling the soul and the other controlling the body, were really evil when combined.
Just as he was thinking about it, Little Pete, who went to the communication room to contact him, finally ran back panting, "Underground... the underground city said... said..."
He couldn't say the remaining half of the sentence. What appeared in front of Peter was an extremely strange scene.
Dozens of dead snow beasts covered in blood were jumping around and dancing around the human corpses on the ground. An overturned headlight on the ground shone an orange-yellow light, rendering the place dark and light. A man wearing a black windbreaker and
A young oriental man wearing a top hat stood aside and whistled quietly...
This extremely weird and mysterious scene seems like some kind of evil ritual is being performed.
"What did they say?"
Cheng Lin took off the black whistle, and the corpses lay down softly. In fact, he felt that the control limit had been reached at this time, and the speed at which the whistle extracted spiritual energy was simply terrifying.
Little Pete subconsciously took a few steps back, obviously frightened.
Cheng Lin was stunned for a moment, understood something, and explained with a smile: "Well... this is a kind of salvation ceremony in our ancient East, which is to wish the dead relatives to leave peacefully and peacefully, and there will be no more pain in the underworld."
"In the underworld? You mean hell?"
"No...I mean in heaven...that's not important. By the way, how will the underground city respond?" Cheng Lin coughed lightly, put away the black whistle, and asked.
Pitt was doubtful and replied: "They said... they would send troops immediately to fight!"
[Congratulations on completing the task (2)]
[Mission (Part 3): You decide to leave here. Tomorrow, mankind will face the biggest survival challenge since the global freeze. The underground city will have a head-on confrontation with the new overlord on the surface. Humanity will pay a heavy price for this. You
I couldn’t bear to witness the disaster, so I decided to go out for a walk, relax, and then watch the battle from a little further away]
Information comes to mind.
Cheng Lin suddenly wondered: "Why are you watching the battle from a distance?"
【Distance creates beauty】
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Cheng Lin left.
Although Peter tried to stay, he still left. He did not go too far, but trudged several kilometers on the snowfield and came to the abandoned and ruined old Paris, and successfully found a building.
A tall enough building.
When he climbed to the top of the building and looked back at Observation Station No. 5.