The mud giants looked at the strange staff. The white magic patterns on the dark material and the purple and blue magic patterns on the golden material complemented each other, and the round hole at the tip of the staff revealed a faint arc of pulsating electricity. Just now, it was detailed
They didn't know what happened, but the lightning flashed a few times, and those terrifying beasts fell to the ground one after another...
Now the fatal round hole at the tip of the staff was actually pointing at him, which made the mud giants feel like they were dying, and they all shuddered. The leader of the mud tribe reacted the fastest. He immediately picked up the mace, roared, and...
Rush towards the group of mutant cubs behind Heras.
"Fortunately, I can barely handle these cubs..." Quaro looked at the human with palpitations and whispered to Ulukan. After saying that, he rushed towards the group of cubs.
"I never want to see humans again in my life!" Ulukan muttered and followed.
The other sludge giants followed suit and rushed forward under the threat of Heras, but when they approached him, they avoided him as if they were avoiding the plague...
A battle immediately broke out in front of them. The leader of the Mud Clan was waving his mace in the splashing black blood. He could always knock away one or two cubs every time. Those underage mutated cubs were often knocked away after being knocked away by the giant stick.
Still standing, most of the mud giant's bloodline abilities are of a filthy nature, and among them, Ulukan's fist is particularly conspicuous, and he can occasionally make a few thunderous sounds from where he punches.
In less than a moment, Herath's spell buffer ended. Although the time he could not cast spells was only a short while, it still made him feel insecure... No wonder some mages have to spend a huge price to fight for it.
While the magic power of all other non-major factions has been greatly reduced, several specialized spells in the faction they are most proficient in have to be eliminated.
However, the combat effectiveness of the mage who did this was even stronger. The Marquis only eliminated the buffer time of three spells in the space faction, a master-level attack spell: 'Vinya's Great Dimension Slash', and a master-level defensive spell: 'Space
The Forbidden Wall', and the eighth level for evasion
The spell 'Flicker of Andos', his battle process is almost endless switching of these three spells, during which he uses some non-major faction spells engraved in the soul to assist, and he has the advantages of a spell caster and a blood warlock.
Making this kind of spellcaster extremely difficult to deal with...
Heras put down his staff and filled up the magazine again in case of emergency. He ignored the giants who were fighting with the cubs and flew directly to the rusty warehouse. These underage mutant cubs could
Can't jump high.
After stepping onto the solid land at the bottom of the cliff, Heras immediately noticed some abnormal fluctuations in the 'mana shield' that had not disappeared around him. The radiation pollution here was already relatively high, and he began to follow the shield.
The direction of the wave surface on the shield was carefully explored.
Skeletons of various creatures are scattered everywhere under the cliff, many of which are giant corpses. It seems that even if the sludge giants stay away from this place, they will still suffer disasters from time to time. Heras holds the staff vigilantly, and the quantum brain
Scan and analyze the surrounding environment at high speed, so that if there is a mutant beast hiding here, you can respond in time.
Soon he discovered the source of radiation, which was in the cave of the female beast king. Heras walked in on alert. The broken bones and carrion residue on the ground gave off a choking stench. The cave was very shallow, and Heras
As soon as Si stepped into the cave entrance, he saw a lot of solidified asphalt-like things piled inside. It looked like they had been roughly refined. The radiation emitted from those things was relatively strong, causing the 'mana shield' to begin to appear densely.
of ripples.
"This should be what the dwarves call 'concentrated asphalt'. Is this rough extract used to make the dwarf death ray device? No wonder the power of that device is limited." Herath picked up a piece and felt it with his body.
Looking at the intensity of the radiation, as a bloodline person with a resurrected body, he can still effectively resist this level of radiation in the short term.
"The quality of these pitchblende ores is very high... very high. The dwarfs have obviously gone into a misunderstanding. They have been trying to increase the output power of the death ray instead of purifying the radioactive material in it. This will definitely not work.
Heras pondered and said that death ray devices have never been practical, obviously because the purity of radioactive elements is not high. "Or do the dwarves simply have no way to concentrate and purify isotopes? Maybe they don't have the concept of isotopes yet...
..."
Most of the pitchblende ore is uranium-238. Whether it is purifying uranium-235 or transforming it into plutonium-239 through neutron irradiation, it is not possible with dwarf technology.
But Heras could give it a try, of course, not now. He emptied the space belt he got from Algernon, transferred the contents stored in it to the ruby space ring, and then collected all the surrounding pitchblende into space.
In the belt, he did not dare to put this kind of radioactive mineral together with some daily necessities.
Those mutant beasts probably liked this kind of radiation very much. They collected all the pitchblende that could be found around the warehouse and put it into the leader's cave. This saved Heras a lot of trouble.
After cleaning up the pitchblende mine, he casually glanced at the cave. There were many strange things in it, such as engineering diving helmets, excavation mechanical arms and other parts, which were all things that mutant beasts were interested in...
...
Just as he was about to leave, Heras glanced at a damaged notebook in the pile of parts from the corner of his eye. There was a diamond-shaped mark on the purple cover...
He casually picked up the notebook and flipped through it. The speech on the first page attracted his attention.
To my dear Julia Lambis Narsaga, my child, congratulations on receiving the divine soul from the King of Curses and Blessings! Mommy loves you forever.
——Rambis Pollack
"Pollack? Isn't this the most common surname in the Principality of Bolati... From the Grand Duke to the common people, many people have this surname..." Heras said to himself, "The middle of this girl
The name is not Pollack. It seems that her mother doesn't like this surname very much..."
Then he turned to the next page.
——God of souls, my last relative has also passed away... My mother, her old injuries over the years can no longer be controlled. Why did all my family members die? The elders of the tribe have never known
Told me...
——I hope you can rest in peace, mother...don't worry about me. The elders of the tribe regard me as their child, and I am not alone...
What follows are some records of the little girl’s life, including the panic of her first menstrual cycle, the troubles of being pursued by countless young men in the tribe, the joy of receiving a god-given soul, and the love for her mother and family members who have never been masked.
Deeply missed.
Heras glanced through it quickly and found that the content at the end was a little different.
——Because of the God-given soul, everyone looks at me in awe. I am not used to such a superior feeling...
——The people from Emma are here to buy swamp specialties again. The people in that country are really hateful. They have been using monopoly to plunder our resources...
——The royal representative actually asked the chief if I was still having my first night...
Seeing this, Heras frowned. Is this another scene of a bully seizing an innocent girl?
But what happened next was a bit beyond his expectation.
——The supreme king of curses and blessings! Your legendary favored one wants to plunder my divine soul! My supreme lord, have you heard my prayer?!
——The second son of the Duke and the eldest princess of the Emma Empire, Ellaken? He is the one who wants me... The chief is a bit unable to face this kind of pressure, what should I do...
?
——God of Souls, they showed me the ritual... This is a blasphemy against your supreme authority! The Forbidden Mark... No, this is impossible! Ellaken has just been promoted to a legendary priest.
, there is no way he would have the strength to carve the forbidden mark against the power of the soul! Which damn blasphemer gave it to him?!
——Tear my body apart... Torture my soul... And you have to ask me to be completely voluntary? How could I volunteer!!
"Another taboo mark?" Heras felt that the whole thing was weird. The most bizarre thing was that the taboo mark carved against the King of Curses and Blessings was so generously obtained by him.
The priest of the God King is in front of him, and he is also a priest with a god-given soul! Isn’t this seeking death?
The problem is that these daring people are not dead... Otherwise, the girl named Julia would not be so troubled and painful. She has prayed to the Supreme Lord she serves, but the God of Amfaria Soul seems to
There was no sound, no response.
"Sure enough, the most powerful God's Favorite is the biggest blasphemer..." Heras sighed with emotion, but even the most powerful legendary God's Favorite would not seek death like this! Anfaria
What's wrong with the God of Souls?! He didn't even respond to such a thing! Combined with all the previous signs, he didn't even dare to think about it...
"The second son of the Duke named Ellaken, a legendary priest who has just been promoted to the God of Souls, had someone carve this taboo mark for him. If you say it was not premeditated, I absolutely don't believe it!" Heras affirmed.
He continued to look through the girl's diary.
——The chief asked me to take refuge, and he will fight for the opportunity for me to escape...
——No matter where I go, I must live. The Narnian tribe is safe only if I live, because those people need me to bear it voluntarily from beginning to end... and even dedicate myself with desire.
everything......
The next step is to teleport to Bangala Free Port, but encounter an unexpected incident and escape to the Western Continent...
"She should be the girl I saw in the relay teleportation array." Heras closed the diary and thought, "I don't know if she is still alive. Maybe I should show her the taboo patterns on the fragments of the stone platform.
PS: Some readers mentioned the issue of recoil. The recoil of railguns is very small because the acceleration of railguns is a continuous process (rather than a moment of explosive kinetic energy weapons).