Chapter 422 Fire Rose [Thanks to the leader of 140 Jin. Add
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The silvery white color that Bologg is extremely familiar with rolls inside the container. Apart from Palmer and Aimu, it has been Bologg's closest comrade for a long time. However, under the devouring of the Immortal Heart, it and
The Silver Knight's armor was destroyed together.
"Snake Scale Liquid."
Boluogo called softly, stretched out his hand and touched the container, cyan fireworks burned and covered it, and then a large amount of ether was injected into the silver liquid.
Driven by the flames of the cauldron, the snake scale fluid seemed to be boiling, constantly stirring in the green firelight.
The liquid in the container was constantly changing its form, between solid and liquid, and finally turned into the silver snake that Boluogo was most familiar with and good at controlling, and entrenched its body in the container.
As Boluogo was promoted to a believer, Boluogo's precise control of ether went a step further. In the past, the silver snake only had a rough snake form, but this time the dense scales were clearly visible, and as the silver snake moved forward
The scales rub against each other and open up, like a real silver snake.
To this day, Boluogo still cherishes the solid-liquid conversion properties of Snake Scale Liquid. After being promoted to a believer, Boluogo broke the restriction of palm touch, but his control objects were still limited to physical objects.
on solid matter.
The nature of the Snake Scale Liquid will help Boluogo "cheat" and bypass the narrow restrictions.
"Thank you so much, Aimu!"
Boluogo's tone was a little excited, and now he realized what Aimu had been busy with at this time.
Everyone is attracted to something, Sere likes to have fun, Lebius is addicted to work, Palmer...Palmer likes too many things.
Weapons are undoubtedly very attractive to Bologg. For experts, it is difficult for Bologg to refuse anything that can improve his work efficiency.
Just like Amu.
The silver snake began to phantom itself and expand, and the small container could no longer restrain it. Then it broke open the container and crawled around Boluo Ge's arm.
The joy on Boluogo's face gradually disappeared, and he discovered something strange about the snake scale liquid... This was not the snake scale liquid he was familiar with.
Among the shimmering silvery white, you can faintly see a faint red color. These color spots are mixed in. If you don't look carefully, it is difficult to find.
"In the beginning, the birth of Snake Scale Liquid was a complete accident. From a work perspective, it was full of flaws. It was only because of its special properties that it was positioned as a corrupted black-level alchemical weapon."
Aimu started explaining at this time, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the crawling snake.
Under Boluogo's control, the silver snake came to life, swallowing letters, and the red patches on its body gathered in the snake's eyes. Facing the scarlet eyes, this dead thing seemed to be given consciousness.
Aimu said, "As a qualitative change product of mercury, I integrated another qualitative change into it. There were many problems in the process, but fortunately it was successfully forged."
Boluogo had roughly noticed what kind of changes Aimu had made to the snake scale liquid. The ether gradually became louder, and the silver snake cracked and turned into stronger scales covering Boluogo's arms.
The ductility of the snake scale liquid in the liquid state has been reduced a lot, but this can be made up for by the more precise control of the believer. At the cost of this, the hardness of the snake scale liquid in the solid state is greatly increased. The strength is currently not comparable to the iron-wearing paint specially used for defense, but it is still a very significant improvement.
Now it is not like a group of mercury snakes, but more like scales made of iron.
A little firelight ignited from the scales. Judging from the color of the flames, this was not Boluogo's cyan etheric fireworks, but a pure, red firelight. With the injection of ether, the fireworks became louder and hotter, Disturbing the airflow.
"Is that so?"
Only then did Bologg realize the real improvement of the Snake Scale Liquid. Bologg looked at Aimu in disbelief. This gift was such a surprise to him.
"I tried to incorporate red mercury into it and make it have the same properties as the snake scale liquid. Well... I think it was half successful. Red mercury can perform a certain amount of self-illusion, but the illusion efficiency is higher than that of the snake. The scale liquid is much lower, and it cannot switch between solid and liquid. More often, when you control the snake scale liquid, you control the red mercury attached to it."
Aimu's hand transformed into a body of cold steel, and the invisible flames touched the burning scales.
"I call this property 'burning scales'. If necessary, you can detonate it as a red mercury bomb. The enemy will definitely be caught off guard."
The fireworks went out, and the metal glowed with a red glow. After it cooled down completely, Boluogo dispelled the scales, causing them to turn into snakes again and crawl back under his sleeves.
Feeling the squeezing feeling of metal against his body, Boluogo actually regained some sense of security.
On the contrary, Boluoge always has a few self-defense weapons on his body, whether it is a folding knife or a hammer. With Boluogo's flames of cauldron, he will never lack weapons to fight, but he just I can't let go of this feeling of having a physical object with me.
fully armed.
Boluogo likes this feeling, a perfect posture of rigor and professionalism.
"Now, Snake Scale Liquid can be regarded as a real black-level alchemical weapon of corruption," Aimu said hesitantly, "If I have the ability to transform into a higher-level alchemical weapon in the future, I will think about it. There are ways to make it continue to change qualitatively.”
Boluogo used the vocabulary in the novel to describe the relationship between the two, "You are my weapon craftsman."
Aimu was stunned for a second or two before he realized what Boluogo was talking about.
This is the setting in "Night Hunters". The roaring armed train is not only loaded with fully armed hunters, it is also the stronghold of the hunters. They live on the train, hone their skills, and do logistical work. Located between carriages.
Weapons craftsmen are a part of the logistics, specializing in forging weapons for hunters to hunt monsters. Moreover, they are not blacksmiths in the traditional sense. Most of them are also good at mixing magical potions with strange effects, similar to alchemical potions in the otherworldly world.
"No...it's just that you rarely joke. Every time you joke, I need some time to think about whether you are joking or telling weird things seriously, although there is no difference between the two."
Aimu said this, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face, and then she corrected, "It should be the guardian angel!"
"Guardian angel? Well, that makes sense."
Boluogo still looked calm, as if Aimu's words had no impact on him. Not only that, he also started to think seriously.
During the promotion ceremony, Aimu harmonized Boluogo and awakened him from the void...
Boluogo has never been able to figure out whether he was awakened by Aimu or expelled by the astronauts, but there is no need to think about these things for the time being, it will only increase his worries.
But from this point of view, it is reasonable to describe it as a guardian angel.
"You...what are you doing?"
After delivering the Snake Scale Liquid, Boluogo looked at Aimu without saying a word. Aimu could clearly detect that Boluogo's blue eyes gradually solidified, as if his gaze had been distracted before.
The status is the same.
Looking at each other for a long time is unsettling, and it is difficult to control the expression. Aimu once thought that she was a moody and taciturn person, but after transforming herself into a flesh and blood body, she discovered that she was just a person of steel before.
I just can't express my body.
She tried hard to control her facial muscles. At this time, she suddenly transformed into a body of steel. She always felt like giving up. But what Aimu didn't notice was that the aura in her eyes had already begun to change uneasily, all of which were exposed to Uncle
In Luo Ge's eyes.
Boluogo suddenly said, "Even if there is a sample of the snake scale liquid in the sublimation furnace core, it would take a lot of effort to recast and optimize it."
"Fortunately, in the state of Man of Steel, I can work continuously for several days and nights."
Aimu took a long breath. It turned out that Boluogo just wanted to understand his job.
Boluogo nodded lightly. He didn't expect that Aimu would take his work so seriously. He was indeed an outstanding team member he recruited. In time, Aimu would definitely become a responsible field staff member.
"You attach great importance to these, thank you very much," said Boluogo, "but I have nothing to thank you for now."
"Ah? It doesn't matter, it's nothing."
Aimu waved her hands repeatedly. The feeling of Boluogo to her was so strange. Sometimes it was like a pool of stagnant water, with no reaction at all to whatever she did. Sometimes, it was as fast as thunder and caught her off guard.
The silver snake crawled out of Bologo's cuffs. Cast by the burning flames of the cauldron, the soft liquid metal solidified one by one. They were intertwined and twisted, turning into a metal rose in Bologo's hands.
Under the control of Boluogo, it is like a real rose, each petal is independent and clear, and there is a faint red attached to it, which is the scattered red mercury.
Bologo injected as much ether as possible into it to extend the life of the illusory creation and completely solidify it into an entity.
"I'm sorry, I'm not a condenser of the school of illusion, so I can't make it 'come true'," Boluogo handed the metal rose to Aimu, "Try injecting ether, but don't inject too much."
Aimu took the metal rose in a daze, and followed Boluogo's instructions to inject ether into the metal rose.
A little firelight ignited from between the petals, the red mercury was ignited, and then the fireworks completely burned in the stamens, turning into a rose in full bloom, with a few sparks scattered from the gaps.
Fire roses bloom and wither while burning, destruction and beauty coexist, bringing a strange sense of beauty.
Pure fireworks burned and swayed quietly, and the light shone into Aimu's eyes.
She looked at the fire rose in her hand, and then at the paralyzed Boluogo. Aimu's face was filled with confusion and disbelief, as if the scene in front of her could never happen in real life, but it was so real.
It actually appeared.
"I'm so stupid," Aimu said in his heart, "I'm actually guessing what you are thinking."
