"It's really..." Don Quixote couldn't help but sigh, "No matter how many times I saw it, this kind of holiness makes people feel so comfortable, and I feel like bathing in the sun," he said and sniffed his nose.
Don Quixote even said in a spoof, as if I asked about the smell of some kind of vanilla.
"I'm sorry," Diro Pova shrugged, and put away the aura. "The perfume I used this morning was vanilla."
"...," Don Quixote, who flattered and slapped the horse's hooves, fully utilized his cheeky talent, and began to change the topic shamelessly, "I don't know why you used my soul spell
So interested? To be honest, I just treat the communication you mentioned before as a joke."
"My enthusiasm for spells is unimaginable, and it is because of this enthusiasm that I have been favored by the great goddess Mithra. Therefore, I hope to learn all my emotional spells, at least to do so.
Be able to study and record it.”
"In fact, you asked me what I have been doing for so many years. I think I can answer you like this. I am compiling a book called "Code". As long as I am still alive, I will always include those that I am interested in.
Even if these spells cannot be spread for some reason, I will try my best to write the power of the spells and some of the structures that I can interpret in reverse direction in the code."
"Then, how can you be sure?" As he spoke, Don Quixote had already carved the magic circle on the back of the corpse. The remaining steps were to simply pour melted mitral into the skin of the corpse, but because
Mithril has a low melting point and is also wrapped with psychic energy. So there is no need to worry that this corpse carefully selected by Don Quixote will turn into barbecue. After all, the corpse raising technique needs to be raised. The corpse before the protein changes.
.A piece of cooked meat is probably even a powerful person in the prehistoric world, and it is difficult to cultivate it into even the lowest level of zombies. "Is my soul-type spell worthy of your research?"
"Upsteal," Apollo, who disguised himself as a magical illegitimate, looked at the corpse with an admiration and was stretched open by mitral and magic circles like artworks, and then he slowly said, "In
I think there is nothing in the world for no reason, especially in this world where power is supreme, and that magical Captain Jack cannot give the slaves the courage to truly resist, because they will see what true despair is, so
After the second uprising, I checked some slaves who had participated in the uprising and survived it with a skeptical attitude."
"Have you discovered it?" Don Quixote confidently transferred the body through spiritual energy to a coffin in another part of the laboratory, because his hypnosis technique was difficult for Buddha to discover. The surroundings of the coffin were
, and on the ground outside the coffin, were carved with magic circles. When the corpse was placed in the coffin, the corpse itself made up for the circuit that was missing in the last missing of the magic circle, and on the ceiling corresponding to the coffin
, It can also be activated. Obviously, even the corpse-raising technique in the Feren world requires the corpse to absorb moonlight to promote the absorption and transformation of basic elements. It's just that it's daytime, to be precise, it's afternoon, so there is no ceiling.
Open, "About those slaves?"
"Nothing," Diro Pova shook his head, "their souls are clean, without a trace of being controlled by spells, and the memories of resisting the Germanic Empire are completely sincere in my opinion.
To be honest, this makes me unbelievable. I never believe that a person's personality charm is so great."
"So, I thought subjectively that this must be a certain magic that I have never seen before, a magical magic that can hide from the magic gods. Of course, I am not an arbitrary person, so in order to verify mine
I thought, I spent nearly a year investigating the vast majority of slaves in Ulaspier Harbor.”
"The God of Dharma is good," after activating the magic circle, Don Quixote could already feel that the basic elements were drilling into this ordinary human body in a strange way and strengthening this body while strengthening it in a strange way.
, also changing some structures of the body. Then, according to the records of the spell in his mind, Don Quixote took out a large bottle of fresh human blood from the space ring and poured it into the coffin. Naturally, the blood came from the clone
, Before the smell of blood spread, he put on the lid of the coffin, "I could waste a year of time for a guess."
"When life has no end, we always have to find something to do," Diro Pova shrugged. "I think part of the reason for compiling the code is that, there is nothing to do, and I'll stay there for a long time.
People will go crazy. A year later, after my investigation is over, I am even more sure of my guess."
"Why?" A ball of water appeared in front of Don Quixote, flushing his hands. Obviously, this behavior of playing magic like playing mud was once again appreciated by the god of magic, "I am for mine
The spell has absolute confidence," Don Quixote said it without saying anything, but in fact, he was sure that Diro Pova must have discovered something so confident to tell him this.
, As a man, there is no need to hide anymore.
"By my comparison," Diro Pova pointed to the clock on the wall, "at three o'clock in the morning before the second time, when the bell rang, according to the speed of the sound and the people at that time
After removing the delay, almost everyone's memories began to change at three in the morning, from the dullness before, suddenly becoming crazy, almost every port and dock slave, or every serf in the north city, is like this."
Speaking of this, Diro Pova laughed a few times, "This kind of crazy transformation is the most unreasonable. According to the bad nature of human nature, no traitor among these slaves appeared, which is the biggest loophole in itself.
That's why I'm sure there must be a powerful soul-type mage behind these slaves who control them and created this uprising."
"The reasoning is very concise and incisive," Don Quixote, who seemed to feel a little tired, poured himself a glass of wine of life and drank it. "But how do you know that person is me? You must know.
At that time, I was just a ring mage. No one in this world believed that the magic of the ring mage could be hidden from the magic gods."
"Those who think so will be like this in their life," Apollo Ding's acting skills are already impeccable. At this time, she was disdainful. "The magic of magic doesn't care how high its level is, and she just wants the highest level.
Spell. How can a person who ignores the essence of spells be able to get in touch with the core of spells?"
"As for how I discovered you, I didn't have much hope to find you. Although I can be sure that you should be a member of that organization, the world of Feiren is so big. After the prophecy spell failed, I want to find it.
It is almost impossible for a person to be alone, but when you set up this school, it attracted my attention, so I came over with the idea of trying my luck. Then I met you, and all the conditions are
A strong man who matches it.”
"That is to say, what you said before about fighting for freedom is just perfunctory, and the real purpose is to get my spells?"
"It's not entirely perfunctory," Diro Pova walked slowly to the coffin, "Just like you, the starting point for establishing this country must not be entirely for the so-called freedom. Life is like this, no goal is so
What about pure and without distractions?”
Obviously, Apollo Ding, who can be said to be completely missed, is very clear about Don Quixote's suspicious personality, so he took great pains to write such a story, and this story was told from the mouth of a scammer, even if it was that
There are many unreasonable things, but they also show reasonable things everywhere.
"That's right," Don Quixote shrugged, "What price are you going to pay to get my soul spell?"
"Price?" Diro Pova, who had a hand across the coffin, felt the operation of the magic circle. After a long time, she seemed to give up because she realized that it was a talented spell, even if she remembered everything,
Without Don Quixote's psychic energy as the starting point, this magic circle cannot be operated. "Do you know? You are the first person to be found by me and dare to raise the price to me."
"Why don't you dare? Although the Dharma God is powerful, it also has many restrictions. For example, you cannot attack the power of various countries for no reason. After all, I can be considered the lord of a country, although it is part of it."
"Look at me, do you want to molest me?" As soon as he finished speaking, Diro Pova's temperament changed again, from a proud woman who kept people from thousands of miles away to a charming and charming swaying
Although the appearance of a woman has not changed at all, the temperament she exudes will definitely make it difficult for the men who see her to control. Of course, this does not include Don Quixote.
"A simple little spell will not release it on the person, but people who enter the field will still be infinitely magnified by their own **, thus attacking me. You, who are so close to me, are not at all a little bit.
Reaction, it seems that I have some skills. I really want to study your spells more and more.”
"As it true?" Don Quixote narrowed his eyes slightly. Every soul wizard walked to the end and was a madman, just like a philosopher on earth. They still had a great understanding of everything that had been too thoroughly analyzed.
, after seeing the innermost gear of the world, they can no longer return to the human world, so they go crazy.
The same is true for the soul-type mage who plays with souls. He played with himself crazy as he played. In fact, he had already felt a sense of danger at this moment, that is, what this woman said was true, but Doji
Jote did not directly choose to use the power of death to suppress this woman, because that means he is completely opposite to her. This is also a personal habit of Don Quixote. There are any other ways that he can accept.
When he used martial arts, he would instinctively put it in the end, and capturing a magic god is far greater than killing a magic god.
"Hiss~~" Thinking of this, after taking a light breath, Don Quixote revoked the restrictions on his soul's passive talent. The rules that had been accumulated for a long time were like a group of wolves that had not eaten meat sheep for several years.
The fluctuations filled this alchemy laboratory frantically, and naturally also stared at Don Quixote without hiding his own ideas.
So, under Don Quixote's perception, the dangerous aura of Diro Pova really disappeared. Even because of Don Quixote's talent, Diro Pova could no longer completely bind himself.
The soul fluctuations made Don Quixote feel some of her psychological activities slightly.
'Under the pressure of the Dharma body, there was no timidity at all. The fearful emotions appeared, and it was not that we used spells to restrict our emotions. We were really not afraid. Such strange men were still very cute' and other ideas made Doji
Jote himself couldn't help but feel a little amused.
"But," Sure enough, under the continuous influence of Don Quixote's field, Diro Pova spoke, "You are still a man I don't hate, so I can guarantee that I will use the same status
Spells exchange spells that you get from you, what do you think?"
"make a deal!"
"Then, let's start with this spell related to corpses. To be honest, I'm a little curious," said Diro, who was smiling on his face, but he was not rejected by Don Quixote thousands of miles away.
Pova pointed to the coffin and said. (To be continued...)
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