"Now it's time for us to divide the spoils." After watching everyone vent their emotions for a while, Lawrence shook the small cloth bag in his hand and suggested. "What we gained today is not too small.
"
After opening the package, Lawrence took out various things and placed them on the table. Soon, these things took up a large area on the table.
Inside this pile were more than a dozen dog teeth with a cold light, two notebooks, one new and one old, with cowhide covers, a translucent orange-yellow crystal the size of a walnut with wrinkles on it, and a Sinian-style painting scroll.
And a small bottle of something like blue smoke in a crystal bottle.
Lawrence opened the two notebooks first. The newer one was a diary, which recorded the experience of the guy who just turned from a gambler to a painter, or from an ordinary person to an extraordinary person.
At first, this guy was just a young master from a wealthy family. However, after his parents died young and lost his restraint, he became a standard playboy. In just a few years, he squandered all his rich family property.
Under normal circumstances, he would either repent one day or die silently in a corner one day. But after a gamble, he received a notebook related to the extraordinary. After reading the notes, he
Learned a special extraordinary power.
"Paper Doubling Technique." Seeing this, Lawrence opened the older notebook. This notebook is very special. It is not a normal notebook for recording, but a re-bound notebook. Lawrence has never
Found in the book were more than thirty yellowed old pages added to the center.
These old pages were written in Cathay, but Lawrence could understand it. This was because the place where he lived as a child was a small town along the line that connected the New World Republic to the west of the Great Mountains and the White Eagle Federal Railroad to the east.
, able to meet many Cathayans from the New Island Republic. In order to preach, Lawrence's adoptive father was able to read and write Cathay fluently, and at the same time, Lawrence learned the language.
"What's written on it?" Seeing Lawrence flipping through the book carefully without changing his movements for a long time, Saifei immediately came forward and looked at the notebook and asked. She also learned Sinian when she was a child,
But it was limited to oral communication. So now she could only recognize that these words were Sinian, but she didn't know what they described.
"A magic from Cathay." Lawrence explained, "This magic can cut human figures out of paper, and then control these small paper figures to do something. As the proficiency in magic mastery changes with the overall quality of the magic user,
As the level increases, these paper figures can even fight as clones of their masters."
"It sounds like this is a very good magic, and it's not evil." Fatina showed a puzzled expression. "But why did I feel that the power the other person had when using it was very evil?"
"That's because this idiot didn't learn it right at all." Lawrence said, pointing to the Kantian language written on the original papers of the notebooks. "Obviously he didn't understand Sinian, so he asked someone to translate it.
The things in the notebook. But he was worried that others would know that he had mastered this kind of magic, so he simply took these records apart and found someone to translate them separately."
"Is there any problem with this?" Fatina still didn't understand what the problem was. She felt that it was natural for normal people to translate documents and find someone to translate them when they didn't want others to know. For example, her grandfather once
After finding a certain alchemy note, I also found someone else to translate it.
"But the Sinian language is very different from the Kantian language we commonly use, or the language gap between the eastern and western parts of the Old World is very large." Saifer said. "If we follow our language habits and give the Sinian language
If the document is fragmented, the translated content will be very different from the original, or even completely different."
"For example," Lawrence said, pointing to a page in the book. "For example, as mentioned here, the person who learns this spell needs to inject a little self-awareness into each paper man, so that the paper man can have a certain degree of self-awareness.
Self-awareness can better fulfill the caster's orders."
"But that guy didn't know how to break up the sentence and show it to others. He actually translated this paragraph into saying that the human soul needs to be restrained inside the paper man to make the paper man come to life. I think the reason why he later revealed that he was seriously affected by the lower class
The image of space pollution is due to the excessive degradation of souls in this process."
"This sounds really terrible." Saifei shook his head. "But I think the main reason why he has reached this point is because he has evil intentions. Even if a normal person sees such evil,
You won’t be able to practice the method of cultivation.”
"You're right." Lawrence nodded. "I guess after the guy's soul fell and he discovered the changes in his body, not only would he not feel scary, but he would even feel that he had found the right way to become stronger."
In fact, Lawrence is very sure of this, because as long as he does not embrace darkness from his heart, there will always be a part of his soul that is not contaminated. And the painter's soul just being completely swallowed by Bai Ze's shadow can only prove that he has been completely degenerated.
No trace of humanity remains.
After explaining the magic situation to the two ladies, Lawrence took the Sinian-style scroll and slowly unfolded it. Eight beautiful female images with different characteristics appeared on the paper. These portraits were so vivid.
, they even look closer to the prototype than the photos. No, to be precise, they seem to be alive.
"This is-" The two ladies looked at the scroll with puzzled expressions, because they didn't know why Lawrence's dark color turned serious after unrolling the scroll.
"It is not a simple picture, but the soul that was bound here by that guy before. He put the hair of the deceased into a special potion and melted it to make a dye and then drew a portrait of the deceased, so that he could bind the deceased's hair.
Soul." Lawrence said, and at the same time, his fingertips condensed a little magic and touched the scroll.
The magic soon seeped into the painting, and then the eight women in the painting started to move. Some of them sang and some played musical instruments. The sweet music immediately filled the room. But seeing this happy scene, Lawrence's
There was an unbearable look in his eyes.
"These souls are awake, but they are bound to this painting by magic and can only act according to the preset content of this painting." Lawrence sighed, "The five older ones among them are dead souls, maybe...
That guy got them after robbing tombs. The last three are living souls. It's obvious that after the corruption of his soul caused him to change, this guy started to satisfy his inner desires by killing innocent people."
"But this does not mean that he will stop disturbing the peace of the deceased. The purpose of stealing Miss Marshall's tomb this time is probably to add Miss Marshall's soul to this painting. Obviously the soul of a noble lady should be in his eyes
A precious collection, and the cenotaphs in the garden are better obtained than the noble cemeteries managed by the church."
"It's really disgusting." After hearing Lawrence's explanation, Saphiel's eyes changed when she looked at the scroll in front of her. After thinking for a moment, she raised her head and asked Lawrence. "What are you going to do with this scroll?"
"This scroll is the most valuable among the trophies," Lawrence gently stroked the scroll with his hand. "Using it, you can summon and command the ghosts of eight women, and at the same time, you can block certain fatal threats at the cost of consuming the ghosts inside.
s attack."
"Although such magic items are very powerful, I plan to give it and the two notebooks to the church. I remember that several churches have ways to save these unfortunate souls." Lawrence didn't notice when he said this.
Both Phil and Fatina showed relaxed expressions.
"Because this thing is really beyond my bottom line, and of course it is our common trophy, so if you don't agree, I will provide you with items equal to their value."
"No, of course we are willing." Saphiel and Fatina looked at each other and said, "I'm glad that as companions, we have the same idea on this point. Please count us in this matter.