Chapter 252: The Swallowing and Feeding Back Brought by the Shell (Asking for Monthly Tickets and Recommendation Tickets)

The reason why it is named Disintegration Mystery is that it is said to contain the secret of the earth's decomposition of all things. This is quite similar to the Devouring of Dark Element Mysteries.

As for the gravity space, as the name suggests, according to Mo Zhaxi, it is the use of another essential power of the earth element. It will be handy in the use of force fields. Whether it is gravity, repulsion, etc., it has extremely strong control!

Then, Leiter flipped through the books left by Mo Zhaxi, then closed them all, intending to pack up the rest and take them back, and save them for later reading.

Now it’s time to get on with the business!

Leiter left the study and shuttled back and forth among the rooms on the second floor, rummaging here and there without missing any corner.

Finally, in a utility room, I found a secret door in the wall. After opening it, I found a narrow space, about seven cubic meters in size.

The space was filled with dusty objects that looked like they had been stored for who knows how many years.

Leiter condensed the wind element and blew away the dust covering these objects. In front of him was a rectangular metal iron box the size of a refrigerator. The surface was coated with a dark gold coating, and complex twisted lines were distributed on it.

Regardless of the fact that time has erased the bright colors and left behind dense mottled dents, Leiter believes that this metal box was particularly pleasing to the eye when it was first created.

But at this time, not only was it primitive and dilapidated, Leiter felt that the alchemy formation above was also dilapidated, and the energy contained in it was also very weak.

Leiter narrowed his eyes slightly and thought secretly: "It seems that keeping the fish-man bloodline alive has consumed a lot of energy for thousands of years. If it continues to be sealed, it may take dozens or hundreds of years. , the fish-man bloodline here will also lose its vitality..."

After careful inspection, Leiter confirmed that the alchemy formation had no traps and no strict opening methods. He just injected the power of the elements and saw a faint light flashing from the metal box, followed by a rattling sound, as if there was a built-in mechanism, and then the lid above was folded and popped open.

Suddenly, Leiter frowned.

He smelled a slightly fishy smell of blood that spread through the roof.

Leiter saw that the blood in it was actually purple and looked quite rich and viscous, like a pool of deadly poison.

And as if he felt the breath of the fish-man blood, the shell that had been silent for a long time in Leiter's arms suddenly began to tremble, like a bloodthirsty demon, revealing his deep desire for the fish-man blood!

Holding the shell in his hand, Leiter had a hint of caution in his eyes. Just in case, he first performed a real simulation to avoid possible dangers.

With a thought in his heart, Leita turned on the system.

[Do you want to enable real simulation? Each simulation day consumes 1 destiny point. 】

"Yes, simulate a day."

Buzz

There were ripples in front of my eyes.

As soon as he fell into the simulation, Leiter put the shell into the box very decisively, and then stared at the fish-man bloodline to observe further changes.

The shell fell into the purple liquid, and a strong suction force was generated instantly. The purple fish-man blood was uncontrollably sucked into the shell from the outside to the inside, forming a counterclockwise rotating vortex.

The purple blood was spinning and rolling, but there seemed to be a bottomless pit below, causing the water level in the box to continue to drop. The colorful shells kept coming, absorbing the fish-man blood, trembling slightly, as if they were moaning excitedly.

Leiter's eyes penetrated the blood and stared at the shell. The various colors on its surface began to gradually dim as it absorbed the fish-man blood.

Shortly after.

When the water surface of the fish-man bloodline dropped by more than half, the color on the shell had completely faded, turning into deep darkness.

Leiter observed quietly. Since he was in the simulation, he did not have any fear of unknown changes. Instead, he was quite curious about what changes would happen in the end.

Time passes bit by bit.

The fish-man blood in the metal box was finally absorbed by the colorful shells, and not a drop was left.

The result is that the surface of the shell becomes black and shiny, completely different from its previous appearance!

Leiter, who watched the whole process and had a simulated prophet to understand its devouring power, felt that it was an evil thing no matter how he looked at it.

Taking it away from the box, Leiter picked up the shell and held it in his hands, feeling cold.

Staring at the color in his hand... no, it should be a black shell now, a fragment of the fish-man artifact, Leiter felt a strong devouring force from it.

If an ordinary person comes in contact with it, he will probably be pulled by this suction force quickly, and his life force will quickly disappear.

Leiter relied on the strength of the magician to actively resist, so that he could not be affected by it.

It's quite evil...

Feeling the continuous suction force, Leiter frowned slightly, "This artifact fragment is a bit weird. It seems that no one except the fish-men can control and close it, and its own state is to maintain this disorderly devouring. Until the power disappears, it will never be 'closed' without the fishman's control."

Leiter had already tried it just now. There was a natural barrier in the shell that refused Leiter's exploration. He tried to feel it carefully and could only confirm that along with the maintenance of this devouring, the inside of the shell came from the fishman. The energy of the bloodline is also in a weak state of consumption.

Perhaps, the devouring will only end when the murloc bloodline is exhausted?

Leiter thought about it and quickly went downstairs to a utility room on the first floor. A square floor was laid in the corner. Leiter, as an earth magician, could easily feel the hollow structure of the soil below - it should be A basement.

Prying open the template, Leiter jumped down with the help of wind element and landed lightly.

The environment in the basement is quite dark. There are some sundries and wine barrels, and you can smell a faint smell of fermented alcohol.

Leiter released his spiritual perception, and there was a slight movement in the corner.

"Squeak, squeak"

At this moment, several small gray-haired mice shuttled through the dark area, looking for food. Their noses twitched, and they suddenly smelled a strange smell.

When they wagged their tails alertly and tried to escape, it was too late. Their bodies seemed to have been slapped out of thin air, and they fainted and fell to the ground unconscious.

Seeing this, Leiter quickly stepped forward. His mental power has now become substantial. The power he can unleash is no less powerful than that of an ordinary person's physical fist. It is several times stronger than when he first joined the Magister. He can kill several ordinary mice with ease.

Then, under the control of mental power, six mice were suspended in the air and slowly floated towards Leiter.

To be precise, it was the black shell floating in Leiter's hand.

Leiter held the shell in the palm of his hand, resisting the devouring force, looking directly at the mice, slowly approaching the black shell, until he finally made contact...

He stared at the scene intently.

Silently, as if what was in his hands was not a shell but a black hole. Once these mice came into contact, they melted directly like the sun shining on the white snow, and were quickly pulled in, and soon disappeared.

Seeing this, Leiter's pupils shrank, and he was even more afraid of the black shell, and decided never to use it in real life in the future!

To use is also in simulation.

After all, this is an artifact. Even if it is a fragment, there is no guarantee that it contains some unknown changes. It may be released under certain conditions, thus brewing disaster. Although this situation does not occur in the simulation, it does not mean that the trajectory in reality will not shift, thus creating variables.

Leiter also discovered something. During the process of devouring the mouse just now, the intensity of devouring the shells was slightly greater than that of normal maintenance. Although it wasn't much, he guessed that it might be because the experimental sample was just an ordinary mouse, so it didn't consume much phagocytic power. And because Leiter also felt that as the mouse was devoured, the energy consumption in the shell also increased.

"Well, it seems that at least the energy balance is followed here, and the power of devouring is not generated out of thin air. Now it is certain that the fish-man bloodline is fuel. The more it is devoured, the greater the consumption."

While Leiter was thinking, the shell's brief silence ended. It began to tremble slightly, the frequency and amplitude were like steam rushing to the top of a pot lid, and along with the trembling, a wisp of purple mist curled out from the shell.

There was only one wisp of this purple mist, which was very rare, but Leiter's eyes were strange and he felt the pure energy in the smoke. Even deep in his body, he felt a desire to swallow up this purple mist, as if It is a great tonic.

Leiter squinted his eyes, knowing that this pure purple mist might be a product that had a great tonic effect on fish-men. And he already knew from the simulation that swallowing it by other species would have horrific side effects, but this was a simulation and he was not afraid. On the contrary, now I am very curious, what improvement can this smoke bring?

His nose twitched, Leiter inhaled gently, and the purple mist entered his nostrils.

Immediately afterwards, Leiter felt a brief ecstasy of pleasure, and the purple mist seemed to seep into every corner and every cell of his body. From the outside to the inside, from head to toe, nothing is missing. And his mental strength and physical fitness seemed to have slightly improved.

This discovery made Leiter's eyes brighten and his heart was ecstatic!

But after a short moment, the pleasure suddenly faded away, leaving no time for the sage. Immediately, a twisted pain came from deep inside the body, and the source could not be found.

Leiter's face changed slightly. While enduring the pain, he tried hard to feel the changes in his body. He found that while this purple mist improved his body, it also had a negative impact on his life essence. He guessed in his mind that if he was a fish-man, this influence would probably be benign, but since he was a human, this influence would not transform him into a fish-man, but would distort and destroy the essence of life.

This was an unstoppable force coming from a very high level. Leiter felt an indescribable pain in the depths of his body and soul.

Lei Te struggled with his expression and resisted alone. It wasn't until a few minutes passed that he felt the effect slowly disappear.

Wiping two drops of cold sweat from his forehead with his cuffs, Leiter turned his attention to the black shell. At this time, after releasing the outer purple mist, the shell had returned to its original state, and once again exuded the power of devouring disorderly.

And he keenly noticed that the dark color on the shell was passing at an extremely slow speed. I'm afraid that when the energy in it is exhausted, and the devouring power disappears, the shell will return to its original colorful appearance.

After thinking about it, Leiter put the shell into the space ring. Although maintaining the devouring power would be a waste, it would be much less than devouring and absorbing living things. Therefore, this waste is inevitable and should not be taken to heart.

The most important thing is that the large head when swallowed is completely consumed in the simulation, so Leiter is not worried about the murloc blood inside running out. In fact, the shell can still be used for a long time.

At least the simulation shows that it will not be exhausted by the middle of next year, which means that it can last for at least a few years, which is enough for Lite to perform well!

At this point, Lei Te's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, "In this case, the Dark Mountains is a good opportunity to show your ability..."

Immediately, he moved his heart and ended the simulation.

Ripples appeared in front of his eyes.

Leite returned to reality.

[The real simulation is over, please choose one attribute you want to keep. ]

[1. Constitution]

[2. Fighting Spirit]

[3. Mental Power]

"I choose mental power!"

With the end of the simulation, the side effects of absorbing the purple blood mist just now disappeared completely, and Lei Te's mental power was infused and indeed improved accordingly.

Since only one option can be selected, Lei Te brought back his mental power, and Lei Te felt a little sorry for the waste of physical improvement.

He guessed in his heart that if this artifact could be controlled, it could play a greater role, and perhaps it could finely control the direction of swallowing and improvement, and control the switch of swallowing power.

But the current artifact fragments are in an ownerless state, and they are running by instinct, which brings all-round improvement. For Lei Te, waste is inevitable.

Fortunately, his demand for physical strengthening is not very high, so this loss is acceptable.

The alchemy iron box in front of him seems to have research value. It is also a good choice to take it back and throw it into the alchemy tower. It cannot be wasted, so Lei Te put it into the space ring.

In the following time, Lei Te continued to search in Luoda's house.

Except for the books found before, there was no particularly valuable thing. After all, Luoda had a space ring in his hand. If there were other precious things, they must have been placed in the ring in advance.

After doing all this, Lei Te was not in a hurry, and even drank cold beer at his home, meditating and passing the time.

Until the night fell, Lei Te left Luoda's house quietly. Came outside the town, took the fire grid, and set off on the way home.

Dark Eagle City, Green Manor.

The scorching sun in midsummer hung directly above the Dark Rock Castle, and the afterglow of summer was fully bloomed. The flowers in the whole manor competed for beauty, and the lush trees on the green grass emitted the accompaniment of cicadas.

Now it is a leisurely afternoon, and the butler Sveta and Maru left the castle.

In a cluster of flowers, the two stood side by side, less than a meter apart, holding large scissors in their hands to trim the flowerbed.

Although this was not their job, they had made an appointment early, and Sveta had also told the gardener Rachel in advance.

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