Chapter 2624 Transplanting Abilities

As an elder cardinal, the stone tower where "Spiritual Princess" lives is of course more magnificent than the Gnostic one, surrounded by a circle of barracks, and has hundreds of servants at his disposal, but compared to Udinos, the beholder noble The huge territory they occupy, the luxurious life of Supreme Ishtar and Prime Minister Elsa, and the living of Metatron can be called simple.

In fact, Joan has already seen it. If we only compare the living conditions of the citizens (nobility) class, the mind flayer society of Odis, compared with the beholder society of Udinos and even the human society of the surface world, is much different. The gap is much smaller - this may be related to the fact that the mind flayers can communicate with each other and generally advocate collectivism.

Metatron led Joan to the second floor of the stone tower and sat down in the living room.

At this moment, Bobo, the attendant, brought a silver tray with fresh brains in the crystal clear crystal bowl. Joan couldn't help but feel a little nauseous when he saw it from a distance.

Metatron waved his hand at Bobo, signaling him to remove this "snack" for entertaining distinguished guests.

"Brother Gnostic is allergic to human brains, so he can't eat this snack. Go get him something to drink."

"Obey, my master."

Bobo bowed apologetically to Joan, and quickly went downstairs with a tray in his hand. After a while, he brought a bottle of red wine and two goblets.

Joan picked up the wine glass and sniffed it, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. At least the wine drunk by the mind flayers was quite normal.

Metatron toasted Joan to celebrate the happy cooperation and the successful completion of the task of hunting Cain. Afterwards, he put down the glass and said to him with a smile:

"Brother Gnostic, you wait here for a while. I'll clean my body and put on some makeup. I'll come back later to help you perform 'spiritual surgery' and transplant the ability we agreed on earlier."

Why do you need to touch up your makeup again?

Joan actually wanted to tell Metatron that it doesn't matter if she touches up her makeup or not, anyway, she can't tell the difference at all.

But after all, he didn't suffer so many years of social beatings in vain. (I think) as a social expert, his emotional intelligence is still online. In the end, he resisted the urge to complain, so as not to spoil the scenery.

Metatron left for a whole hour, and when he came back, he looked radiant and smelled good, and he even changed into a cute pink moisturizing suit.

"Spiritual Princess" was very pleased with the surprise in Joan's eyes, and it was worthwhile for her to dress up carefully.

"Isn't the mind flayer's moisturizing suit permanently worn on the body like skin?" Joan wondered secretly.

Judging from the memories of Isaac and the Gnostics, they only wore such a moisturizing suit all their lives, and they would not take it off until the day they died.

Joan thought it was the same for other mind flayers in the city, but now it seems that Metatron may be the only exception.

This guy actually treats the moisturizing suit as an ordinary dress, and he has to change when he comes back from a trip. Does he have to divide it into regular clothes, dresses, and nightdresses?

Are you a mind flayer? It's just like a noble lady in the human world, it's really unreasonable!

"Brother Gnostic, the look in your eyes tells me something is wrong with you. Honestly, what are you thinking about?"

There was a hint of danger in Metatron's smile.

Joan hesitated for a moment, but finally followed the tradition of the mind flayers to be honest with their compatriots, and told the truth about their confusion.

Metatron smiled and said to him nonchalantly: "Dear Gnostic brother, I'm suddenly a little hungry, how about we share fresh drow brains together?"

"I don't want it! You know, I'm allergic!" Joan shook her head quickly.

"It's better to be allergic!"

"Ah?! What do you mean by that? Are you trying to make me suffer!" Joan was shocked.

"Yeah, who told you to laugh at me! I want revenge!"

The narrow smile of the "Spiritual Princess" reminded Joan of the expressions of the female friends she met in the human world when they planned to play a prank, and apologized repeatedly like a conditioned reflex.

"Sorry! I'm the one who's so rare! I definitely didn't mean to make fun of you!"

"Haha! It's not that you are rare and strange, but I am very strange. There is no other like me in Odis City. If you think I am annoying, it doesn't matter. Just bear with it and get used to it. "

"Ah? This..."

Joan was dumbfounded again, a little puzzled, what kind of logic is Metatron.

"No kidding, I'll help you transplant 'polarization cognition'." Metatron put away his smile.

Qiao An breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he finally started to get down to business.

Metatron stretched out his right hand, pressed it on Joan's forehead, slowly closed his eyes shining with psychic energy, and began to show the ninth-level ability "spiritual surgery".

Joan felt a little uneasy.

Metatron had made a good impression on him, but she was still a mind flayer.

A person with a clear mind should never take the "surgery" performed by the mind flayer lightly. God knows if the other party will take the opportunity to conduct some perverted experiments on himself!

In this regard, mind flayers are notorious.

Even if the opponent is Metatron, who once fought side by side, Joan has to be more careful and has to guard against it.

For this moment, he has blessed the "trigger technique" in advance.

If Metatron uses the opportunity of transplanting abilities to use "psychic surgery" to stuff private goods into his brain, or try to cut off a certain memory, the "trigger" will be activated immediately, and the chain "swift burst" , so that Joan has ample time to deal with the changes.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

Ten minutes later, Metatron finished his "spiritual surgery" and successfully implanted "polarized cognition" into Joan's list of abilities, without taking the opportunity to make any small moves.

Joan tried to show "polarized cognition", as if a flash of light flashed in his mind, he suddenly opened up, his thinking speed doubled, and his mind became extraordinarily clear.

Joan restrained his excitement, thanked Metatron, and then remembered something.

"Master Metatron, I remember that you listed all the abilities that can be transplanted in the mission entrustment letter to hunt down Cain, including the 'imprisonment' and 'unimprisonment'."

"That's right, I know these two ninth-level abilities. You seem very interested. Do you want it?"

Metatron smiled, eyes seductive.

"Of course I want it!" Joan nodded frankly.

Only the "Release Technique" can make Mancini, the "Lord of Moss" in Huayuan Township, free from imprisonment and regain his freedom.

In addition, in addition to counterspelling spells, there are only a handful of countermeasures that can crack the "time-stop" powers, magic, and supernatural abilities below the legend, and "unblocking" is one of them!

Over the past two years, Qiao An has searched for the "unblocking technique" through various means, but unfortunately there is no reliable clue so far.

Metatron is the only acquaintance Joan knows who is good at this kind of ability. Now that he has the opportunity to get the inheritance of "Confinement Technique" from her, Joan certainly doesn't want to miss it.