Chapter 175 Extracting Mysteries

Science itself is a noble game.

Excluding accidental factors, there is no problem in exploring other things only when the material conditions are met.

The members of the Thorn Tree are all of noble origin.

It cannot be said that everyone is rich, but at least they are educated.

Although Yago has never heard of Uncle Sander's reading experience, he is not puzzled by Sander's ability to say words such as "radioactive" and "extraction". After all, these words are included in the university's natural history textbooks.

He didn't think there would be any feeling of out-of-date.

After all, things like the periodic table of elements and material radioactivity have appeared as early as the nineteenth century, and it is not surprising for this world with shadows of the Victorian era everywhere.

but

There is always something wrong with this fantasy power and radiation hook.

Although the Cthulhu series is actually a science fiction work

These words echoed repeatedly in Yago's mind.

At this time, Shandel, who didn't know what Yago was thinking, handed out several perfume bottles and holy emblems filled with dew, and after Yago reached out to take it, he continued:

"'Mystery' is our name for 'revelation' to the gods. It cannot be observed by itself, but when combined with the spirit mist, there will be special changes, and the spirit mist will be dyed in a special color."

"Do you still remember when I first saw you before you stepped into the sequence, and asked you to release the spirit mist?"

Yago nodded.

"Next, remember to turn on the spirit vision, and then you and I will guide the spirit mist of the flower dew into the corpse. Remember, only half of the spirit mist needs to be introduced. When you find that the color or even the shape of the spirit mist changes, don't hesitate. Immediately export the spiritual mist, and pour the spiritual mist into the inside of the holy emblem."

Sander asked with a cold expression and a serious tone.

"Yeah." Yago nodded again and responded briefly.

After a brief adjustment, Yago opened the perfume bottle under Shandel's signal, and used the ability of the gravekeeper to guide the dew out of it.

Compared to before, Yago can feel more clearly that his power is like a faint invisible light spot floating on the mouth of the perfume bottle.

More like a lantern.

Yago suddenly thought of the scene of wandering in the fog as if holding a lantern when he was reading his memory.

Not just illuminating the fog, but channeling it as well.

They exchanged glances with Uncle Sander, and activated their spiritual vision almost at the same time. Under the tacit understanding cultivated over the past month, the two nodded at the same time, and then derived the spiritual mist from the floral dew in the perfume bottle——

The red spirit mist gushed out from the mouth of the bottle, then drew an arc in the air, and poured into the corpse of the woman on the left.

It was at this moment that the corpse suddenly trembled, and the red dividing line that was simply close together suddenly expanded a lot, and on the corpse that was still ruddy like a living person, the eyeballs that were fixed by the expression of shock and pain suddenly moved. After a moment, his right hand bounced up suddenly, and he grabbed it in the direction of Jacqueline.

And Jacqueline seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and the beautiful, melodious Yalf syllables spit out from her mouth:

"Silence."

At the same time, Dantès also took out a small puppet that looked like a child's toy from the box on one side, and pointed it at the corpse.

Suddenly, the movement of the corpse stopped.

"Don't stop!" came Sandor's stern voice.

Yago, who had paused due to the sudden situation, immediately continued his actions, guiding the spiritual mist to continue pouring into the corpse.

At this time, he suddenly saw that the color of the spiritual mist had changed on Sander's side.

The ghostly red spiritual mist gradually darkened, becoming closer to brown.

Moreover, it vaguely forms a shape similar to plant vines.

"Export the spirit fog!"

Shander, who was frowning tightly, reminded sharply, and at the same time exported the spiritual mist.

Yago also acted immediately, and the dead soul lamp seemed to be a faint light point, guiding the gradually changing spiritual mist to pour out from the corpse, and then poured into the five-petal cross rose holy emblem.

It was definitely not an illusion. Yago saw the thorn lines around the holy emblem as if they were alive, and moved a bit.

However, it only moved a little bit, and it seemed that the texture was slightly deformed.

But Yago did not take it lightly. He spit out a word in the beautiful Yalf language that Uncle Shandel taught:

"Solid!"

In a wonderful induction, the spiritual mist surging outwards was stopped in an instant, and no longer gushed outwards.

"How do you feel?" Sandor asked after solidifying the spiritual mist in the same way, and his eyes were fixed on the holy emblem poured into the spiritual mist.

"It's heavy and has a feeling of being out of control."

Yago responded.

Those spiritual mist seemed to have life, as if they had come to life.

"Remember this feeling, remember, if you feel that you can't hold on anymore, and you have a hunch that you can't use your ability, stop immediately and don't try to take risks."

"One person's recklessness, the consequence is the danger of all."

Sandor once again sternly ordered.

"clear!"

Immediately, Yago followed Shander, and guided the spiritual mist from the perfume bottle again, pouring it into the corpse.

After several times, Yago has gradually become familiar with the operation.

And the time for Shander to export the spiritual mist every time is gradually extended.

When the spirit mist was guided out for the seventh time, the faint red spirit mist had completely turned brown, and the shape of the spirit mist had also changed into a strange shape like vines and tentacles.

Moreover, this weird vine was constantly swinging like a living thing. This time, in the strong resistance, Yago did not control it, and the weird branches like tentacle vines kept dancing, trying to move towards Jacqueline. attack.

And after several times of spiritual mist sifting through, the resistance from the corpse became weaker and weaker. Jacqueline, who had spare strength, was already prepared, her lips and teeth were slightly opened, and she uttered the "silent" Yalf language.

Immediately, the wriggling spirit mist was quickly stopped.

"Fast! Continue!" Jacqueline's mellow voice sounded.

Yago immediately guided the mutant spirit mist with weakened resistance to pour into the holy emblem.

But this time, after the spiritual mist was poured into it, the thorny pattern on the holy emblem wriggled directly.

Yago nervously read out the "solidified" Yalf language.

The feeling of exhaustion struck again, and the wriggling spiritual mist was confined within the holy rose symbol.

However, the thorns decoration on the holy emblem did not stop, but squirmed more actively.

And, a strange muffled sound followed.

An invisible voice came from it, covering Yago, Dantès and Shandel.

In Yago's sight, all the scenery in front of him quickly became distorted, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped his heart.

But at this time, the silver key on his chest felt cold, and the sense of crisis suddenly dissipated.

Like. Hallucination?

At this time, Jacqueline's voice also sounded:

"Don't move!"

The moment she heard the sound, Jacqueline immediately realized this, and at the same time she issued a warning instruction, she stretched her right hand towards her chest, holding the pendant on her chest.

When the strange fluctuation appeared, making her eyes clear, she opened the dilapidated wooden box prepared on the side, quickly covered the activated holy emblem, and then closed the lid.