The blood of the world, the incomplete power of creation, the limited ‘power of making wishes come true’… the currency for exchanging all things.
It is undoubtedly of extremely high value. But this does not mean that as long as you obtain the power of the curse, you will immediately become a great sage and gain omnipotent and extraordinary power to do whatever you want.
Just like if you dig up oil, you need very complex technology to convert the oil into wealth. If you dig up nuclear materials, you can't just throw them out and kill people.
Even if you build a curse cellar and obtain curse power, it certainly does not mean that you can use the curse power immediately.
——So, how exactly do the Far North Brotherhood plan to use spell energy?
Annan was aware of this problem from the very beginning.
At first, he thought they seemed to be using it to make "satisfied gold" and mass-produce gold-level extraordinary beings. Although this plan was full of a strange wastefulness of using gold mines to make arrows, it still seemed feasible.
But then Annan realized that "full of gold" seemed to be just a metaphor.
They didn't really intend to use spell power to create nightmares.
They definitely don't have the technology to build a sophisticated mantra dispersion machine - something that the elves finally developed after studying in the desert for a long time.
In the elves' cities, the "street lights" on the ground that can automatically glow when filled with water are actually "dispersing machines" that use complex technology to highly activate the curse energy.
It is a machine that activates inert spell energy and specializes it in different directions.
The curse energy used to create consumables, the curse energy used to maintain the bodies of residents, the curse energy used to process precision instruments, the curse energy used to create extraordinary equipment, and the curse energy used to create buildings in large quantities.
The "colors" of those cursed energies are actually due to the different directions in which the cursed energies are specialized and are used in different machines.
The incomparably brilliant curse energy civilization created by the elves is not a barbaric thing that you just pop a tube of curse energy and start thinking about it.
Even if the Far North Brotherhood successfully built the Curse Cellar.
How do they transform and activate the extracted inert spell energy?
For a moment, Annan thought of the bottle of [Holy Skeleton Extract (Justice)] he found from the elven ruins.
That is, the elf aunt who brewed the holy bones into wine... the "Dragon Blood Medicinal Wine" made by Porphys's mother.
Annan was surprised at that time.
Why...there are traces of curse energy in the bottle of dragon sleep potion used to store [Heart of Justice]?
The production of Wyrmrest Potion does not require the participation of spell energy.
Porphys's mother kept the [Heart of Justice] because she might not be recognized by it for the time being, so she sealed it to herself.
It is even more impossible for her to inject curse energy into the dragon sleep potion - if the potion's properties are destroyed, the sealed holy bones will escape.
...Now, Annan finally understands.
No, injecting curse energy into the "Dragon Sleep Potion" that stores the holy bones.
——Instead, the extract of the holy bones is used as a catalyst to activate the inert spell energy!
The old man took a deep breath, and his pupils were gradually filled with pale golden particles.
Something appeared in front of him.
——It is an illusory thing with a white background and golden hexagons spread out like a honeycomb.
They built the shape of the wall, and then the white background and golden grid broke and dispersed, revealing an extremely strong stainless steel wall - there were sharp dark spikes on the wall. If you charge up, I'm afraid it will
He was instantly transformed into a hedgehog.
"…a foolish creation."
Jolgen didn't hesitate.
Without saying a word, he silently stretched out his right hand towards the old man behind the wall and squeezed hard!
Without seeing it at all...like a monster, the shadow flower filled with sharp fangs suddenly bloomed from under the old man, biting him tightly and fixing him in place.
And then, spine-like ice spikes suddenly spit out from the middle of the flower, instantly piercing the old man's body like tofu!
This is the ability of the Shadow Hunter's "Shadow Trap" combined with the Winter Winger's "Ice Thorn Spear" - the former can summon his own pre-constructed shadow monsters from the shadows under the enemy's feet, while the latter can use specific
action, calling out a sharp and hard ice spear from the designated location after a short delay.
For shadow hunters, shadow traps are just short-term control skills that attract the enemy's attention... and the surging ice spike gun is almost impossible to hit the enemy except in large-scale team battles.
But if these two skills are used at the same time, it becomes an assassination technique that is almost perfect - combined with the murder master's damage bonus to "enemies who cannot see themselves", Count Yuri can be instantly killed with just the first blow.
kill!
When they saw their own thighs, they instantly stunned the boss, and the players were also stunned for a moment.
...but the battle is not over.
"——There's no point in killing me."
The old man, whose head was half broken, could not even open his mouth.
This is what the remaining four people said in unison: "The will of the snake exists in all circles."
They all showed a kind smile and opened the safety valve simultaneously.
Accompanied by a hissing sound like opening a Coke can, the activated gaseous spell energy was inhaled into the bodies of the four of them along the ventilator. Drawing on the previous experience, a golden grid with a white background emerged around the four of them.
eggshell, which then quickly turned transparent, enveloping them in it.
The remaining half of the old man's head was smiling... burning in the golden flames and turned into ashes.
Before he died, he made the second and last creation in his life——
The entire barrier was instantly filled with endless white light.
It was not the creation of light.
Instead, it creates a kind of dust that is everywhere, continuously emitting light, but does not affect vision.
The whole world turned pure white.
They seemed to be stepping on a gray-black floor of nothingness, with an enemy standing at each corner. And all their shadows had disappeared.
——Just the counterattack before death completely blocked the shadow ability.
"...it tastes like that."
Si Anke couldn't help but said: "I feel like Tiannuo is taking the exam."
"Shh!"
Citalopram signaled him to be quiet.
"Actually, I can say a few more words."
The girl showed a kind smile and said with a chuckle: "The time left for you is running out."
Around the four of them, traces of the white gold net appeared again - but this time it only disappeared in a flash, and many swords emerged from around them.
"Where did the glittering gold come from..."
The wandering children were not only stunned.
Each one is a magic weapon.
Shining with a splendid brilliance.
The moment they were created, without any pause, they dragged their trajectories and shot toward everyone from all directions!
But until then.
"Blood of the Frostborn——"
Frost-white traces flowed out from Annan's scepter, and quickly built its gorgeous hollow frost tower around him, wrapping everyone in it.
Annan held the three-color scepter tightly and uttered an ancient hymn that no one had ever heard before:
"——Tower of Babel!"
The tower of frost appears from the void.
These sharp and swift magical weapons pierced the wall of the Frost Tower, leaving only a hole of less than half a centimeter before being mercilessly shaken open.
"Great!"
Si Anke shouted loudly: "They failed to penetrate our armor!"
But Annan frowned.
If it can leave traces, it means that this blow has exceeded the destructive power of the Silver Rank - the defensive power of the Frost Tower is enough to eliminate the attack power of the Silver Rank to zero. But these thousands of them fly out.
The sharp blade is constantly thinning the walls of the Frost Tower at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"The power that can create all things..."
Zhuo Ya's face looked ugly.
She was a little nervous.
But Zolgen didn't panic at all.
The ring on his little finger has been activated - the spell pattern completely covers his entire left arm and most of his face. A winding, black totem like a wolf pattern is engraved on his body, even hanging from the corners of his eyes.
Wearing thick black eye shadow.
"The 'counts' have a very tacit understanding and are gradually becoming familiar with the power of spell energy.
"But they have little combat experience. This is our chance."
Zolgen said succinctly and quickly: "It takes time to create things with curses...the form of expression depends more on imagination and knowledge.
"Can't wait any longer!
"We must gather our strength and let them reduce their numbers first——"