When Downton woke up, a day and a night had passed, and he found that he was still on the third floor of the treasure house, lying on a big bed.
"Homer?" Downton wanted to get up, but as soon as he moved, his muscles felt stiff and sore, as if they were rusty.
"Are you awake? Don't worry, everything is fine." The magic book floated over and stretched out its elemental arms to massage his body.
"What happened?" Downton saw Hu Tao and Celes lying next to them, breathing steadily, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Downton, you have encountered an adventure this time that is more precious than seeing the Lady of Justice. Do you know what it is?"
Homer was referring to the 'stone' suspended in the core of the magic circle in the center of the treasury. It was inconspicuous, no different from the stones on the roadside, but it could make the grimoire lose its temper, so it must be rare.
Downton said nothing, waiting for Homer to explain.
"I do not recognize!"
Homer's answer surprised Downton.
"Aren't you a big encyclopedia? There are still things you don't understand?" Downton was surprised. He looked carefully at the 'stone' and found that it was a metal fragment, only the size of a cherry.
"Yes, there are some items in the plane that are so rare that even I have only heard of them." Homer sighed, "After this day of experiments and research, I think it is a fragment of the hand of creation."
"The hand of creation? It sounds very domineering."
Downton licked the corner of his mouth, which was very dry, "Give me some water."
"You actually want to drink water. That is the hand of creation. There is only one existence in many planes. It can produce all things out of thin air. It is known as the miraculous item that birthed the origin of the plane." The elemental arm grabbed Downton's collar.
, shaking it vigorously. "Did you know? Compared with it, the cheap god is the difference between the mud on the ground and the stars in the sky."
"So powerful?" Downton was really shocked this time, "Even higher and rarer than gods?"
"What are gods? They are just titles given by ignorant living beings to things beyond the scope of their understanding. When you know the nature of gods in the future, you won't be so fussy." Homer's respect for gods comes from
Their power, not that identity.
"What essence?"
Downton asked. This is a big secret.
"If I tell you, I will hurt you. These are things you need to explore on your own." Homer stopped Downton, "Don't ask. Even if you have reached the scepter level, you are not qualified to know!"
"Why don't you just say that I'm just a bastard?" Downton rolled his eyes, "It's a pity that even the hand of creation is only fragments!"
"Yes, it's a pity. Even among artifacts, it is a rare existence. If it is intact, I can use it to peep into the mysteries of the world." Homer's words were full of great loss, as if he had found the world.
to find the biggest treasure, but in the end it was discovered that it had been emptied out.
"Sacred weapon?" Hutao woke up and sat up suddenly, his big black and white eyes shining like stars. "Where is it?"
"Here!"
Downton pointed, and Hutao ran out like a wild cat hunting for prey. Fortunately, Homer had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed her by the collar.
"Don't make trouble, I haven't taught you a lesson yet." Homer was angry and slapped Hu Tao on the butt. "If I hadn't swallowed a lot of energy. And Downton's blood power prompted the soul angel to evolve and sing a calming poem, you guys
They will all die here."
"I was wrong!" Hutao lowered his head, glanced at Downton timidly, and then hugged his head. "You can punish me, but don't hit me on the head. I'm not smart to begin with. If you hit me again, I'll be even stupider.
"
"Don't be so reckless in the future." Downton had never educated his children, so he could only leave her to Homer, but he was worried that it would be too harsh.
"I got it." Walnut Chicken nodded like pecking rice, and then looked at the fragment of the Hand of Creation, "Is this an artifact? Doesn't it feel bad?"
"It's just fragments." Homer explained.
"What's the use?" Downton jumped off the bed and moved his body, "Don't tell me it's a piece of trash!"
"No, even fragments have the ability to extract magic energy. The effect is much better than that of the Millennium Altar. Because of this, the mysterious master transformed the third floor of the treasure house into a energy-gathering magic array. By the way, the fragments extract
Magical energy is the highest and most original energy, and any living thing can absorb it without worrying about rejection."
"Shall we just leave it here?" Downton checked his body and found that his strength alone had increased three times. Adding in the previous strength, the total was six times higher than that of ordinary magic users.
His vision, hearing, and sense of smell have all been enhanced, and Downton can accept the environment more clearly. Things he has never seen before are now vivid in his mind, and he can even feel the slight flowing breeze.
"No, take it with you. The concentration of magic energy around you will always remain at a very high level, which will greatly improve meditation and practice."
"Wait a minute, with such an obvious phenomenon, others will surely snatch it away, right?" Downton didn't want to be targeted by those strong men who would kill people and seize the treasure.
"Who do you think I am?" Homer said depressedly, "I will block it. As long as you don't run into a strong person at the dragon-slaying level now, you don't have to worry about being discovered."
"If there's no problem, put it away!" Downton tested his body in all aspects and peered into the soul tree through his soul power. "Is this the state of war?"
The soul seed was gone, replaced by a tender green sprout. It grew in the sea of consciousness, and its roots kept absorbing magic energy. Downton felt that magic energy was slowly flowing to it.
"Yes, you will need a huge amount of magic energy to nourish it in the future until it grows into a towering tree, and then it will bloom successfully and you will be promoted to the Judgment level."
"How many soul angels do I have now?" Downton was confused. "I feel that my soul power is very powerful, and my connection with the demon servants is closer."
"Master, are you okay?" Jackson shouted standing at the top of the stairs.
When Downton encountered a threat yesterday, Quasimodo rushed down to rescue his master, but was held back by Jackson. As a result, the ghoul was almost beaten to death by the abomination. Fortunately, the grimoire sent a message in time, asking them to be on standby on the second floor.
"Well, just keep waiting!" Downton responded, and then heard Homer answer three hundred, and almost peed in fear, "Why so many?"
"There is too much energy. The power of your bloodline and the characteristics of the Holy Angel Meditation Method have transformed them into soul angels." Homer looked at Downton's expression and knew what he was worried about. "Don't worry, there is nothing."
side effect."
"Huh, that's good. By the way, how many ghouls can I take with me now?"
"It depends on the species. If they are all around the first level of soul, you can bring a hundred of them."
"Great, we can finally form a ghoul corps. One hundred of them are fully armed. Isn't it enough to use mad dog tactics to kill a whole war class?" Downton was very happy and wanted to catch the ghouls.
"Stop it, this is a crooked way. Improving your own strength is the right way." Homer despised, "At the fifth level of war, you can completely crush them, and if you can't defeat them, they can escape."
"I understand, but can't you just look forward to it?" Downton rolled his eyes, "What level am I at now?"
"The peak of the first level of war, but I suggest you get familiar with it for a while before reaching the next level."
"So violent?" Downton was frightened, "Will the foundation be unstable?"
"What are you worried about? That's the power accumulated by the fragments of the artifact's hand for hundreds of years. You have risen two levels and you dare to brag about it?" Homer looked down upon her, "Do you know what level Celes is now?"
"What?" Downton looked at the sleeping girl.
"The pinnacle of the third level of war!"
"No way, from the sixth level of soul to reach this level?" Downton scratched his hair, his face full of disbelief.
"Is she a death banshee? A high-level undead race with a natural affinity for magic. There is only one magician among tens of thousands of human beings. Almost the entire family is a magician. This is the gap." Homer
Although she despises Downton, she actually knows in her heart that if it weren't for Downton's last soothing poem, Celes would have been suffocated by those original energies.
"When you say that, I feel balanced." Downton smiled, "I am very satisfied to be able to advance to two levels."
The Death Banshee's affinity physique is even better than that of the elves. After all, the elves are not all magicians.
"Even the treasure house of the Duke's Palace has been dug. Now except for the magic well, there is nothing valuable in Polusna." Homer felt a little disappointed for a moment, "Would you like to go to the Mage Tower?"
"There should be nothing gained." Downton sighed, "If we hadn't appeared, the dungeon would have belonged to Robinson who had obtained the legendary magic book."
"Strength and luck are both indispensable. I think Robinson must have regretted bringing you, a cannon fodder, into Crow Ridge." Homer floated towards the stairs, "Stop talking nonsense and leave first!"
"Well, let's go find my sister. If the mysterious master comes back and sees that the treasure house is empty and the artifact is gone, will he go crazy and start trouble with me?"
"Then you might as well find a dark ditch to hide in for the rest of your life."
As soon as Homer reached the second floor, Jackson rushed over and said hello with a smiling face.
"How is your health?"
Downton carried Celes on his back, with the girl's breasts pressing on his back, but he didn't feel anything at all. In the final analysis, he was just an innocent boy.
"It's great. Some of its power has been restored. I can use it as an auxiliary item to help Celes fight, but it's definitely not as useful as the legendary magic equipment."
Homer sighed, it would be nice to encounter this kind of adventure once. From now on, it will gradually improve. I don't know how long it will take. Maybe Downton will die of old age and it will not be able to return to its heyday.
Downton didn't have so many emotions. He left the Duke's Mansion, mounted the War Bear, and began to travel along the North City District to confess the ghoul servants. The powerful regiment under his command made him eager to meet the skeleton mage immediately and have another fight.
.
Unfortunately, it didn't work as expected, not even a hair on the mage's head was visible.
"You should keep a low profile. If you provoke that giant skeleton dragon, you will definitely be dead."
Homer made an estimate and found that Downton's strength was still not good enough. He would probably be defeated before the Corps was destroyed. (To be continued...)