Chapter 026 Picking up the filial son sword and transferring to a filial son
"Continue digging today, there are still good things under that area."
After stuffing the last bite of the bun into his mouth and putting on his poncho, Alvin instantly appeared in the ruins of Sunset Town where it was still raining.
Summoning a group of boys, especially the Crypt Demon who is a professional digger, Ivan jumped into a deep pit that had accumulated a lot of water and watched the group of boys start working.
Judging from the surrounding environment, this should be a flower bed outside a small single-family villa.
Normally, Ivan's search would focus on building ruins, so if 001 hadn't been wandering around underground doing his job faithfully, this golden book would have been really hard to find.
Of course, the golden book buried almost five meters underground is actually just a clue.
What the shadow really discovered and noticed was a box buried deeper and carrying some mysterious power.
And this is the first time that Ivan has discovered the existence of other mysterious powers in this world of death, apart from the resurrected skeletons.
If it weren't for the fact that the box was buried more than 20 meters deep and eroded the nearby soil, interfering with the underground demon's ability to control the land, he could only dig it out, and at that time Ivan had just obtained the Golden Book and was eager to
Research, otherwise you have to dig it out no matter what.
As the big spider kept digging the soil with its forelimbs, about an hour later, it finally dug out a pale golden box from the water-rich ground.
Then, Held, who had been waiting for a long time, took over the task and began to carefully mobilize his decaying magic power full of death attributes to construct black and purple runes in the void.
More than a dozen runes were connected together to form a magic ring the size of a basin. Under its control, it slowly floated to the sky above the box and began to identify the nature of this item with extraordinary power.
Soon, its analysis yielded results.
"This box itself should be a seal...it contains a power similar to the holy light, and uses it to imprison something inside..."
Ivan, who has been learning dark magic from Held recently, but has not been able to get started yet, looked at the magical and cool methods of the skeleton mage with greed, and asked:
"Can you determine what is sealed inside? An object or some kind of monster?"
"It should be a dead object...Master, do you need me to break the seal?"
"If there is no danger, then open it and take a look."
After receiving Aiwen's affirmation, the blue soul fire in Held's eyes suddenly surged.
As the death attribute magic surged crazily, a black-purple energy light chain suddenly flew out from its fingertips, trapping the box in the center.
Stimulated by the energy chain, the box that had been unusually quiet suddenly burst into light, and raging milky white flames ignited on the box out of thin air.
The two opposing forces kept colliding and were temporarily stalemate. However, the power of the box was like a tree without roots, like water, and it soon fell into disadvantage at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As the last ray of flame was extinguished by the energy chain, the originally light golden box was gradually dyed into pitch black.
Transformed into the shape of a skeleton mage, the seemingly seamless body of the box gradually cracked, revealing the contents inside.
That's... a black book.
""Death Chant"?"
Ivan confirmed the title of the book, then turned to look at Held again.
The skeleton mage immediately understood. After releasing various small spells to make sure there were no spell traps, he decisively stretched out his hand... Command No. 1 took the book out of the box.
Let No. 1 open the book page by page, and Ivan and others quickly figured out the essence of the "Death Chant" with a very bluffing name.
——This is a death magic equipment that can amplify specific spells.
Yes, it is not a real book and there are no real words in it.
There are a total of thirteen pages made of some kind of biological leather mixed with metal, each of which has been given thirteen different targeted amplification effects.
And even if you don't know the supporting alien magic, the attributes attached to the book itself can still increase the power of negative forces such as the power of death.
Held did some experiments and found that holding this item can increase its spell power by nearly 10%. If it is replaced by Ivan, it is estimated that the "magic power" can be doubled directly!
But compared to the huge death-like energy contained in this item itself, this usage is simply a waste of resources.
Therefore, the skeleton mage quickly proposed another utilization plan.
"Draw out the death power inside to replenish yourself?"
Ai Wen pondered for a moment and couldn't help but feel a little moved.
It is obviously a very suitable deal to exchange foreign objects that cannot be fully utilized for one's own strength. It is this safety...
"Master, although the refining method of this magic item is very rough and is a waste of resources, worse than that of an apprentice, the energy inside is of extremely high quality, so there will be no problems."
As a professional, Held rarely expressed his strong contempt for the producer of "Death Chant".
What a waste!
A large number of materials with excellent magical affinity were sacrificed to no less than a hundred desperate high-quality souls by some means, and then they were immersed in certain places of dead souls for a long time.
In the end...we ended up with such a rubbish?!
According to the contents of its memory, such a clumsy dark enchanter would definitely be beaten to death by his client, then crushed into bone meal and fed to fish!
Therefore, even if Held didn't know how to enchant even a little bit, it didn't stop the disgust in his heart.
"Is that so? Let's smoke a little and try it first."
Ivan thought about it and felt that Held should not be talking nonsense, so he decisively agreed to give this first-experience honor to the Skeleton Mage.
Held, who had long been accustomed to it, stretched out his hand a little towards "Death Chant". Perhaps he felt the danger. The black book, which had never been abnormal, suddenly echoed with a scream of terror!
But as the black-purple light suddenly surged at the Skeleton Mage's fingertips, the howl he just remembered suddenly stopped as if someone was strangling his neck.
Some of the miserable green skulls that had just condensed in the surrounding void dispersed like light smoke before they could take shape.
Easily suppressing the resistance of "Death Chant", a drop of viscous liquid-like black substance soon appeared on Held's fingertips.
This is the liquefied power of death hidden in the magic props.
Don't look at it, just this small drop, thrown into the city, is enough to turn a whole neighborhood into a desperate situation in an instant!
But for users of the power of death, this is a great tonic.
Especially for undead like Held, devouring the concentrated power of death is like drinking water. As long as you don't stretch yourself to death, you can drink whatever you want.
Correspondingly, such a small amount of "water" has very little effect on the skeleton mage.
Even if the power contained in the entire book is swallowed up by it, the most it will do is increase Held's upper limit of mana.
If it wants to be promoted to a stronger existence, what it needs most as an orthodox spellcaster is actually more advanced spell knowledge.
However, it is different for Alvin, a rookie.
As the pure concentrated death power is incorporated into his body bit by bit, the death aura on his body becomes stronger and stronger, and what is more intuitive is the change in attributes.
When he devoured nearly a quarter of the power contained in "Death Chant", the attributes of someone with black mist rising all over his body also changed to:
Strength:18.8(7)
Agility:16.7(4)
Intelligence:18.9(4)
Although strength and agility have not increased significantly except for the parts that have been slowly improving during this period, the intelligence attribute has directly increased by more than 1 point, successfully surpassing strength and becoming Aiwen's highest attribute.
And compared to the improvement of attributes, the one who benefits more is obviously the power of death itself.
Ai Wen's mind moved and he activated [Death Coil], and suddenly an evil green energy body that continued to expand and eventually reached the size of a human head appeared above the palm of his hand.
Aim at the ruins in the distance and activate the skill. Suddenly, the evil energy ball is like a cannonball, turning into a stream of light and flying more than 300 meters away in an instant.
Not only did it silently penetrate a stone wall more than half a meter thick, it even eroded a wall with a diameter of more than one meter into fly ash!
"This power...is really powerful!"
Although his body felt a little weak after the full blow, this did not affect Ivan's joy at mastering such a powerful power.
It's a pity that his original foundation is really poor. He is still a living person and can absorb these in a short time.
Any more, and someone will truly become an undead and become a dutiful son of Lordaeron...