Angel walked towards the podium, with a slate representing the Black Earl floating beside him.
While walking, Angel also told the Black Earl some of his speculations. The Black Earl also agreed with this. Since this place is so close to the magic energy array deep in the underground labyrinth, the original intention of the original builder was definitely not simple.
There must be a secret in this underground building, but I don’t know if it is still there, or whether it has been damaged and decayed by time?
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The reception desk is not big, only about ten meters long and wide. There is a depression in the middle of the floor at the front. Judging from the shape of the depression, a storage platform supported by thin columns should have been placed here.
This is also very church decoration.
The altar in the church is generally called the "lecture table", and religious classics blessed by the gods will be placed on it. The preacher will read the classics while explaining the doctrine to the believers.
The church pulpit is a single-column storage platform.
This seems to prove once again that this was once a stage for preachers to perform.
It's just that time has passed, and now the storage table has disappeared, leaving only a hollow.
Doakes, on the other hand, was squatting in front of the hollow, seeming to be observing something. From time to time, he stretched out his fingers, touched the hollow, and then put it in his mouth to lick it.
"Does it taste good?" Angel asked in a teasing tone.
Doakes rolled his eyes at Angel angrily: "Is it good or not? You have to try it yourself to know."
Of course Angel would not do such a thing, and he had already used his mental power to explore it. There were no mechanisms, no lines, and no traces of extraordinary things in the cave. There was just some dust, and he had no interest in chewing the earth.
"Did you find anything? Does this hollow remind you of anything?" Angel asked.
Doakes pondered: "I don't know if it counts as a discovery. Have you noticed that there is a little black spot at the bottom of this depression?"
Angel nodded: "This should be a stain, right?"
Doakes nodded: "It is indeed a stain, but it is not an ordinary stain. It has some demon blood mixed in it."
"Demon blood? Are you sure?" Angel once again used his mental power to observe in all directions, but he still didn't feel the fluctuation of the demon blood.
"I wasn't sure before, but I just had a taste and there was a very slight surge in my blood. This is the reaction when encountering other demonic blood." Doakes paused: "Otherwise you think I'm fine.
Go ahead and lick this thing?"
Although Doakes gave an affirmative answer, Angel was still a little confused. He turned to look at the Black Earl. He had the most sensitive nose and wondered if he could smell something.
In fact, Angel didn't need to ask, the Black Earl was already sniffing. However, he was only a few meters away from the cave, but he didn't smell the slightest smell of blood.
There was no other way, the Black Earl could only control the stone slab to approach the hollow.
Getting closer and closer, until the Black Earl almost put his nose into the hollow, and then he vaguely smelled something wrong.
"It does have a bit of a strange smell, but I don't know if it is specifically demon blood, but I am sure that there should have been extraordinary fluctuations in the past." After the Black Earl finished speaking, he floated up and looked at Doakes with a strange look in his eyes: "
How did you find out?"
"This is the most suspicious hole in the entire podium. I definitely need to take a closer look. No, after careful inspection, I found something strange." Doakes was quite proud when he said it.
Angel and the Black Earl looked at each other's nostrils and said nothing in silence.
The hollow on the podium is more conspicuous, but it's not "suspicious" yet. Moreover, this is a podium, so wouldn't it be normal to have a desk? As for the situation in the hollow, you can see it all with just one mental scan.
, Doakes actually squatted here studying for a long time.
This is obviously not normal behavior, right?
It must have been inspiration that was guiding him unconsciously.
Angel sighed in his heart, "What a good life", and then pretended to agree: "Indeed, this hole is the most suspicious. But, even if the demon blood is found, it doesn't seem to mean anything, right?"
"Or is it that if you inject blood into this cavity, something will happen?"
Although Doakes was the first to discover the remnants of demon blood from an unknown number of years ago, he was just as confused as Angel at this time and didn't know how to use this "clue".
After a period of silence, Doakes suggested: "How about determining the type of demon blood first?"
"This is a good suggestion, but unfortunately I can't feel the smell of demon blood at all, so I have to rely on you." Angel looked at Doakes.
Doakes scratched his hair and said with an innocent face: "You may not think of me as a bloodline wizard, but my bloodline is very pure and I haven't come into contact with many other bloodlines, so I can't tell which kind of demon blood it is."
Although Doakes' words are very beautiful, the real core meaning is: I am poor and ignorant.
The bloodline wizard's perception and judgment of extraordinary blood are definitely far superior to wizards with other structures. Bloodline wizards who are trained normally will try various bloodlines to suit their bodies. Doakes has not taken this step, so he can only say
He is lucky, or...simply poor.
I am so poor that I have never seen much demonic blood.
Doakes couldn't judge, and Angel could only look at the Black Earl.
The Black Earl shook his head: "I just smelled something strange, but I didn't smell the smell of demon blood, so I can't judge."
Hearing what the Black Earl said, Angel and Doakes were slightly discouraged.
However, the Black Earl, who was shaking his head just a second ago, suddenly changed the topic: "Although I can't judge, I know a technique called 'shared perception'. If Doakes is used as the subject, we can all perceive it."
How he feels. In this way, it should be possible to determine the type of demon blood, but it depends on whether Doakes is willing."
When Doakes heard about "shared perception", his first reaction was to resist. Even though he was just a wandering wizard, he still had secrets. If he was perceived by others, wouldn't his trump card be exposed?
Just when Doakes was about to refuse, Earl Black said again: "As the subject, you can control the scope of our perception, and there is no need to worry about us perceiving other things."
"Moreover, a formal wizard, and a bloodline wizard at that, has so much information in his body, especially bloodline information, that we cannot easily perceive it. If there are wrong or extreme views, it will even have an impact on our knowledge structure."
Doakes didn't listen to the rest of what he said, but he captured the key element: "What do you mean by a wrong or extreme view? My knowledge base is solid and cannot be wrong."
The Black Earl sneered: "Any knowledge is constantly updated and iterated. No wizard will say what he says is completely correct... Your tone is not small."
The words of the Black Earl are definitely correct. Doakes himself also understands this truth. He spoke too quickly just now and slipped his own waist, which made Doakes slightly embarrassed.
"Don't waste time. Do you want to use shared perception? If not, we will continue to look for other clues."
The clues to the demon blood were unknown, and the Black Earl personally felt that they might have nothing to do with the secrets here, so he did not force Doakes to use shared perception.
Doakes thought for two seconds and nodded: "If I can really control the range of perception, I can try it."
Black Earl: "Since you want to try, then get ready."
Doakes looked over in confusion: "What are you preparing for?"
The Black Earl said angrily, "Just like what you did just now, dip your fingers into some stain with demon blood, and then suck it affectionately."
Doakes: "..." How can I suck affectionately?
Being ridiculed felt helpless, but Doakes did not dare to refute, so he could only follow the Black Earl's words and re-stain the stain in the pit.
Just when Doakes was about to "taste" the taste on his fingertips, the Black Earl blew his nose lightly, and a hazy moonlight-like light gradually enveloped them.
Among them, the light on Doakes was the strongest, while the noses of Angel and Black Earl were only covered by a faint light. This means that Doakes is the subject, and they are the perceivers.
After studying the subject's control ability, Doakes finally raised his finger and put it into his mouth.
Along with the slight movement of the blood in the body, the shared perception is activated instantly.