A slightly unfamiliar and more mature voice sounded in front of Annan: "Are you feeling a little better?
"We have limited time. If you recover a little, we will start the next experiment."
His voice was a little urgent. Judging from this tone, he should be the initiator of the "Spirit Body Resonance Cauldron" experiment.
That was not the same voice that had laughed at Bernardino before, so it seemed a little strange.
His attitude towards Bernardino is obviously better.
But Annan could also tell that this was not because he felt compassion for Bernardino's experience; it was just because Bernardino's voluntary participation allowed his experiment to continue.
The soul-stealing wizard can see the most unbearable past deep in everyone's heart... If you are someone who is easily saddened by the suffering of others, you may have to spend your whole life in sadness, let alone modify it.
Deceiving other people's memories.
A person who can become a soul-stealing wizard must have a restrained heart that will not easily exceed the rules and will not easily use extraordinary power...but at the same time, he is rational and cold towards others, and can personally dismantle the enemy's soul and annihilate the sanity of others.
Erase other people's most cherished memories without any hesitation.
Once the attack is even the slightest bit soft, hidden dangers will remain. The erased memory may be remembered again, and the modified or erased personality may be reborn.
A soul-stealer who laments the suffering of others is like a surgeon who holds a scalpel but dare not watch others bleed.
"I feel...okay."
Annan said in a low voice: "Go on."
He realized that his voice was a little weak and hoarse, like the sound he made when he just woke up.
"Okay, then let's continue."
The conductor of the experiment did not conduct secondary confirmation.
Then, he tied a device to Annan: "Open your mouth...bite."
The texture when bitten is a bit like a rubber bone. At least it can prevent biting of the tongue.
Annan commented from the bottom of his heart.
What does this do?
Mouthball?
Because in the final analysis, Bernardino is just a "guinea pig who can share what he knows and feels."
"Go back to your place!"
The host's stern voice sounded, and the wizard apprentices who were pointing around Bernardino shut their mouths and returned to their respective positions.
"Raise the amethyst mirror. Use D6 rules to ignite the white liquid fire, and then raise the black curtain.
"At the same time, open the spiritual resonance cauldron and start activating the blood of sea beasts."
Following the instructions that were spoken at a fast speed.
There was the sound of some kind of mechanical handle being pressed down, and Annan vaguely heard the slight gurgling sound of liquid being transferred.
"The mirror has risen, it's over."
"The candle has been lit, it's over."
"The curtain has been closed, confirming that the ceremony venue has been restored."
"The blood of the sea beast has been activated."
"Start injecting the sea beast's blood, and slowly infuse twice the amount. Turn on the electric prod and start charging."
Annan felt a slight tingling sensation in his forearm and calf, as if some cold liquid was gradually pouring in. It was like when an intravenous drip was administered, the liquid occasionally felt particularly cold, even soaking half of the body.
It's cold from the inside out.
But at this time, Annan felt a dangerous aura that was not good.
Electric prod...what is it?
He heard a strange low sound in his ears.
It's just like the sound made by the "charge period" of the defibrillator in the TV series.
Annan suddenly realized why the experiment host asked himself "Are you feeling better" before, while others were still muttering "as if they just woke up".
... Damn it, what are you going to do?
Don't come over
It seems that through the judgment of some kind of indicator, the experiment host got the signal.
He suddenly spoke and commanded: "Insert the electric rod and start increasing the pressure. Give 120% pressure to the spirit body."
But fortunately, it was different from what Annan imagined, at least it wasn't an Academy City-level operation of applying electrodes to the temples. But he immediately felt that the "sea beast blood" input into his body began to become hot.
The blood vessels in his body suddenly became hot, numb and painful. It was like a high fever, making him want to squirm.
At this time, Annan realized why he was fixed to the chair by the restraints and had a mouth belt tied so that he would not move around now.
"Pressure to 150%."
New instructions came.
The dizziness in Annan's mind became clearer. If he were walking on the street now, he would fall to the ground within two steps. The strong nausea made his stomach churn, like a severe motion sickness experience.
, and the eyeballs become extremely hot.
This is even the severe discomfort Annan felt when he held the "Pain Elimination" curse.
For mortals who are not extraordinary beings, this is tantamount to the torture of boiling the blood in the body. If this was the real Bernardino, if he didn't have a mouthband, he would have chewed his tongue by this time.
"Pressure to 180%...open the curtain..."
The strong dizziness caused the instructions in his ears to become a little blurry and distorted. Annan wanted to speak but could not say anything.
He gasped violently and smelled the ocean-like breath.
Although he wore a black eye patch, he felt like he was drowned by the strong light. Even with his eyes closed, his thinking space was dyed pure white.
The burning sensation and numbness in the blood vessels of his body began to gradually dissipate, and the light gradually made him lose consciousness.
"...Bell, Bell?"
Suddenly, a dignified middle-aged man's voice came from beside him.
Annan turned around suddenly, but suddenly realized that he could see.
Not only that... he seemed to have gotten smaller.
In other words, Annan has returned to his familiar height.
He was just sitting in a small wooden house on the beach, staring blankly at the sea.
"Why are you wandering?"
His head was hit hard but not lightly.
Annan turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe, with gray hair and gray eyebrows, and a serious and majestic face, sitting next to him.
"Let me ask you again, Bernardino...are you sure you want to study natural philosophy instead of staying here to learn my sculpture skills?"
Father Ludwig frowned with a serious expression: "Studying is very hard, and research is even harder. You may not have any research results until you die, and live in poverty all your life... Even so, you have to
Give up the privileged life at your fingertips?
"You just need to follow me and become a sculptor. You may even have a chance to become the bishop of Yaweng. Yaweng never cares about the identity of his believers. It is better to say that living in poverty and close to the earth may give you more inspiration.
.
"Although I have been living in seclusion for many years, the contact with my old friends has not been broken. I can directly make a set of sculptures with you, and then put your name on it for the exhibition... You will get the sponsorship and support of the great nobles.
It is much better for you to make money to sponsor the research of natural philosophy than to study it yourself.
"Let me put it bluntly. You are not that material. Your brain is not that good... You understand the world through imagination and inspiration, not logic and reason."
Although Father Ludwig said some ruthless words.
But Annan could easily hear the sincerity and rationality of these words.
He only has one thought in his mind now
The priest had made it so clear back then, why did Bernardino go to study natural philosophy?
His head is really iron... Even the iron-headed babies are not as iron-headed as him.