Chapter 141: Fourth-level experiment and the bottle of Haru Fire Demon
A ceremonial workshop located on the reef.
There were only two people, Sandian and Haru, in the large and silent workshop at the moment, and the sound of the waves not far outside echoed in their ears.
The stone slabs on the ground are covered with ritual formations. The dream realm formed by the power of fairies can not only perform miracles, but can also be used to isolate the inside and outside.
It can be used to prevent accidents and at the same time isolate the fluctuations of mental power.
The subject of today's experiment by Sandian and Haru is a stone statue placed in the center of the ritual workshop.
The stone statue looks like a three-leaf man dressed as a priest of the Temple of the Sky, with the mark of the Temple of Oil on his body.
It was formerly the chief priest of the Temple of Oil. It was one of the dozen people killed during the purge of the Temple of the Sky decades ago. It was also one of Sandian's magical props, the cursed pottery doll.
Haru was a little excited and looked at his teacher Sandian.
"teacher."
"here we go."
No matter who is exposed to the secret of eternal life, it is difficult to conceal the excitement in his heart.
Sander'an took a deep breath and reminded his student Haru.
“Be careful!”
“It’s better to fail a few times than take risks.”
To be precise, the secret of immortality is a spiritual resonance secret that can combine the blood of myth, spiritual power, and conscious memory in a oscillation like a boiling solution.
What Sandian and Haru are currently trying is to use this method in the secret of immortality to fuse the cursed spirit and the blood of myth into one body.
The spirit of the curse evolved from the combination of activated spiritual power and the magical brand. It was very different from ordinary spiritual power, and the two were not sure whether it would succeed.
The two people continued to chant incantations, using the power of spiritual vibration to make a strange sound that filled the entire ritual workshop.
A little bit of silver fluorescence appeared on the stone statue, and at the same time, a vague and hazy spirit appeared inside the stone statue.
The silver fluorescence is the blood of myth, and the spirit body is the core of the cursed seal spirit of the pottery doll.
Two powerful third-level curse seal priests, their spiritual powers are intertwined, and the vibrating power is like the tide of the sea, causing the entire ritual workshop to shake slightly.
Under the influence of spiritual power, the stone slabs and the gravel on the ground floated little by little.
The silver fluorescence and the cursed spirit merged together, bursting out with bright light.
Seeing the power within it growing exponentially, it is about to undergo transformation.
“Boom!”
This magical prop exploded.
Huge force caused fluctuations, and the ground collapsed directly.
The shock wave is about to tear apart the entire ritual workshop and swallow up Sandian and Haru.
Sander'an immediately pressed his hand on the ritual spell array on the ground and quickly read out the real name of one of the goblins.
The ritual is started, and the dream egg appears in the sky.
All the power was swallowed up instantly, and the broken floor and stone statues were instantly condensed into a huge stone ball.
Sander'an stood up and laughed lightly.
“Fortunately.”
“Have already made preparations.”
Although he said this, the consumed mythical blood was scattered into the air, and the shattered seal spirit could never come back.
Haru felt a little distressed: "One of the pottery's cursed seal spirits is missing. One test costs one. The price is too high."
This is an extremely powerful magical item, and his teacher Sandian only has a dozen or so.
And this is a complete set. Without one magical item, part of the power is lost.
But Sandian did not have much emotional fluctuations, and even seemed to not care about these cursed pottery dolls.
“Putting it here, it’s just a guard guarding the island of mist.”
“If it can be the cornerstone of the fourth-level road, the future can be created.”
“It’s worth it.”
Having said that, the actual reason is that Sandian regrets what happened back then.
When he got older, he felt that the methods he used when he was young were too cruel.
Not to mention killing others, he also extracted their divine blood and spirit to refine them into magical props.
With such cruel and terrible methods, what would happen if later generations imitated him?
It is precisely because of this that except for the method of making magical props such as sealing pottery dolls, which he taught to his two students Haru and Lan in his early years, he never taught it again.
“Let this blood-stained magical item contribute to the future of the Sanye people.”
“This is the best destination for it!”
Sander's thoughts at this moment are as follows.
After checking and summarizing the reasons for the failure, the teacher and the student discussed the details of the secret technique.
Sandian and Haru revised the plan and started the experiment called "Fourth Level Power" again.
However.
What followed was a series of failures.
There are a few less stone statues standing on the edge of the island.
Haru felt that if this method of fusing the spirit of the cursed seal and the blood of the myth continued, it might not be a success, and more than a dozen cursed seal pottery dolls would be consumed.
At Haru's ritual workshop, the candlesticks made by the Temple of Oil were still lit late at night.
Haru is holding a pen produced by the Temple of Ink in his hand, and on the other side are various paint jars also produced by this temple.
After absorbing the black pigment, he wrote down today’s experimental record on the silk book produced in the Temple of Weaving.
As he wrote, Haru became a little anxious.
"No, it can't go on like this."
“We have to find a way.”
Anhofors, who was packing things and cleaning in the workshop, heard the teacher's words and suddenly spoke.
"teacher!"
“Since we don’t have enough cursed-seal pottery dolls, we can make a few more cursed-seal pottery dolls!”
He dedicated the secret of immortality to Haru, and since he has always been with Haru, Anhofors also knew a small part of the experimental secrets about fourth-order power.
At the same time, Haru would sometimes ask him questions about the secret of immortality and the Samo family.
Haru didn’t even look back: “Do you know what it takes to make a cursed pottery doll?”
Anhofors unexpectedly replied: "Teacher, I know."
His eyes shimmered: "I have heard about what happened to the Sage of Truth in the Temple of the Sky back then."
“I also know the details of the last sage’s departure from the Sky Temple.”
“The giant image, watered with the blood of God, held the sky and the city of God, and went away under the gaze of the king and everyone.”
"No one dares to stop it, that is the power of the sage of truth."
“The power of the third-level curse seal priest.”
Anhofors stood still and spoke seriously to Haru.
“The cursed pottery doll is made by pouring divine blood, and it was the temple priests who made it in the past.”
“It was these greedy and corrupt people who forced the Sage of Truth to leave the Sky Temple in the first place.”
“It is precisely because of their deaths that we have ushered in today’s temple of truth and the dawn of a new era.”
Haru suddenly felt his heart tightening, and he heard what Anhofors meant.
Haru looked back at Anhofors with sharp eyes, this young but very assertive student: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
But Anhofors was not afraid at all, as if he knew what Haru was thinking.
"teacher!"
“Those people are corrupt and degenerate, and their death is necessary.”
“Only when the remnants of the old age die will the new world kindle in their ashes.”
Haru laughed: "Your status is nobler than theirs. You are a direct descendant of the royal family."
Anhofors said: "There are no more royal blood descendants. Everything ended long ago when the trolls were taken back by the gods."
“This is the age of priests and truth. The dignity of blood can never compare to the truth of power.”
“This is what you told me, teacher.”
“Without the Ruch Trolls, the Bloodborn of the King would be nothing more than mortals who fell from their thrones into the mire.”
“I only have one identity now, and that is your student.”
“A seeker who pursues the truth.”
Sander is called a preacher, and Haru, as his student, has always called himself a seeker.
Anhofors borrowed Haru’s words here.
But it also represents part of his true inner thoughts.
After Haru heard this, he no longer looked at Haru with harsh eyes.
He turned his head and looked at the candlestick, feeling unable to calm down for a long time.
He actually agreed with what Anhofors said, because his father was killed by these people.
This was also the reason why he was unwilling to set foot on Hinsey again and stayed on the island of mist.
Haru didn’t speak any more, and the whole person fell into silence.
But the candlelight shone in his pupils, and what was reflected was a cold look——
Harus took his student Anhofors out to sea on the pretext of visiting Lan En, the Priest of Food. The ship that came back ten days later contained seven or eight large boxes.
The box stumbled and was pushed up to the Haru Ritual Workshop on the cliff by a two-wheeled vehicle.
It wouldn't be surprising if someone saw it from afar, because every month there would be several ships from the mainland, bringing all kinds of daily necessities needed on the island, and the teachers of the ritual workshop would also purchase what they needed.
s things.
That day.
A hidden altar was built underground in the Haru Ritual Workshop.
This is a large hole dug using the Ceramic Array of Ceramics. The altar is engraved with the imprint of the fire element magic. The four walls are used to perform the deprivation of power magic that extracts the blood of myths.
This is an evil divine magic derived from the gift of power.
Priests in ancient times would use this magical technique to deprive their enemies of their power and turn them from powerful people into ordinary people. This was regarded as the greatest punishment for the blood descendants of the king and the powerful people.
This kind of punishment is more terrifying than death for those with power who regard blood as everything.
“哐!”
“哐~”
The boxes were opened one by one by Anhofors, revealing unconscious figures one after another.
They wore priestly robes, were in a state of disgrace, and were even covered in blood.
Obviously, it was impossible to be invited into the box in a friendly manner.
The boxes contain priests from the nine major temples, each of whom is from the family of the dozen or so priests who died at the hands of the Sage of Truth Sandian.
Although Sandian killed a dozen of the most powerful people in their family, they still maintain their once high status.
Not long after, these people woke up one after another.
They were frightened by the dark underground scene and the strange altar.
"who are you?"
“Temple of Truth, I know you are from the Temple of Truth, and I have seen the magic you use.”
“Let us go.”
“Your Majesty will not let you go if you do this, and neither will the Nine Great Temples.”
Haru stepped out of the darkness and looked at these people.
"I recognize you, the Byrne family, the Hoai family..."
"besides!"
“A member of the Tito family.”
Haru thought about the origin of this middle-aged cloverleaf man, his eyes were so cold that they seemed to freeze into ice.
Because the masterminds who participated in the plan to kill his father were the Tito family, and this person was also a member of the original plan.
In Haru's view, he was a fish that slipped through the net during the great purge of the Sky Temple.
“How can people like you be qualified to be named Tito?”
Without waiting for Haru's order, Anhofors first dragged up the priest of the Tito family and tied him to the altar.
Haru chanted a spell and put his hand on the other person's forehead.
The middle-aged priest was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he struggled on the altar as if convulsing.
"I was wrong!"
“I was really wrong.”
Haru’s eyes burst out with joy, and the incantation chanted by his spiritual power reached the last part.
“You escaped your judgment back then, do you think that’s the end of it from now on?”
"No."
“He’s just a little late.”
A strong force rushed into his body, expelling all the mythical blood from his body in an instant.
The priest's eyes instantly lost their light, and his whole body lost its vitality, as if it had turned into stone.
Little bits of fluorescent light spread into the sky, but were locked by Haru's power.
The blood of myth is locked.
The opponent's spiritual power was gradually activated under Haru's guidance, becoming an activated spiritual body.
Haru took out a transparent flask, which contained a gas called fire.
The blood of myth fell in mid-air and turned into a mark embedded on the flask.
This flask becomes the source of the cursed spirit, which can never be freed from the shackles of being unable to open the flask.
“Boo!”
Haru opened the lid of the flask and the gas inside was released.
And the activated spiritual body swallowed the fire element in the flask, and transformed from the spiritual body into a cursed spirit with a divine magic brand.
At a glance, it is completely transparent, as if it does not exist at all.
This is a strange cursed spirit composed of gas.
But once it raised its hand to release its power, it was completely different. It changed from a completely transparent and invisible appearance to the most dazzling existence.
The flames ignited in its hand, and then the entire spirit of the curse turned into a burning man.
Haru was the first to cruelly refine the priest of the Tito family into a magical item.
Haru waved again.
Put the burning man into the flask, and then close the lid.
The burning man is constantly struggling in the flask, sometimes getting bigger and sometimes getting smaller.
Finally, the flame gradually extinguished and turned into a completely transparent spirit of the seal again, which was trapped in the flask.
Haru held up the flask, his face looking a little scary in the reflection of the light.
This originally ordinary bottle has become completely different due to the incorporation of the blood of myth and the spirit of the seal, full of danger and powerful spiritual fluctuations.
This is a brand new magical prop, completely different from the cursed pottery dolls that Sandian made using the Tao divine brand. He used the fire element divine brand.
Haru: "This is something that belongs to me only, a magical prop created by me."