Chapter 118 Bahanger

Punk used "micro-probing" to carefully observe the gray threads on the skeleton of the experimental body.

Under the illumination of the "dancing light technique", Punk could clearly see Huisi's true colors, and his brows were also slightly raised.

"This is…………"

From the microscopic perspective, Punk saw countless gray strange cells one by one, connected to each other to form the "gray silk" from the macroscopic perspective!

These cells are smaller than ordinary cells, and they have a semi-energized body, which is enough to make the immune system of ordinary people that does not contain supernatural energy almost useless.

The gray cells do not exchange substances through the cell membrane like ordinary cells. Their "heads" have a big mouth, and the big mouth is full of virus-sized energetic teeth, which look like small ancient giants. Scary as a beast.

The eating of these "cells" is not absorption, but - hunting!

Through formal-level perception of mental power, punk can clearly perceive the strength of those microscopic teeth, and it is very easy to directly devour the bone with the power contained in the semi-energy of the "gray silk cells".

The most frightening thing was that after the "gray silk cells" swallowed up the bone and split, it would allow itself to fill the hollow of the bone, and it would also connect its own vitality with the infected organisms.

This ability makes it impossible for many divine arts to get rid of this disease. After all, in the eyes of some low-level divine arts, these cells are already part of the human body.

"It's really a difficult disease, and I don't know how that Tishakhar got it."

Punk threw away half of the bone in his hand. He couldn't help guessing that Tishakhar must have been a very intelligent spider before he was tainted by belief and went crazy. This disease cannot be controlled casually.

Punk also has a lot of clues about the means of spreading the disease. Thinking of the disappearance of a large number of flowers in the forest, after the sudden rise of the emerging cheap perfume merchants, they broke the monopoly of the Docdo family in one fell swoop. , almost took over half of the perfume market.

Apparently, the initial vector of the disease was cheap perfume, which was unknowingly accomplices of the disease.

After studying this disease, the next step is to experiment with the means of curing this disease. At this time, Punk thought of the two jars he found from the high priest in the spider cave.

Judging from the alchemy equipment left by the high priest, his work in the depths of the cave is likely to configure some potions. The liquids in these two jars must be very important. Punk speculates that at least 80% of them may be configured by the high priest. No matter how bad the medicine is, it is also an important raw material.

Putting two sealed iron jars side by side on an empty table, Punk blessed himself with three additional spell defenses including "spiritual barrier", and then used the mage's hand to open the jars from a distance.

With the crisp sound of the iron lid falling to the ground, everything about you in the jar is revealed in the air.

The jar on the far left contains a dark yellow liquid that is constantly tumbling. The translucent crystal liquid contains many energy fluctuations of the power of faith.

The jar on the right contains an emerald green colloidal fluid, which also acts as a semi-energy fluid and releases a strange energy wave similar to a magnetic field.

Punk found that on the bones that were "patronized" by the fluctuations, the "gray silk cells" showed a panic "emotion" one after another, and they began to squirm their bodies in an attempt to escape. From a macro perspective, they looked like gray silk covering the bones All squirmed the same.

"It seems that this is the antidote used by Tishakhar to treat the "gray silk" disease."

Punk was secretly delighted. He thought it would take him a long time to develop a suitable drug, but he didn't expect Tishachar to be so "kind" that he had already developed the drug.

But if you think about it carefully, this is actually normal. After all, the purpose of Tishachar's release of the plague is to force the people to join the religion, not to engage in massacres of terrorist attacks. She needs to ensure that her believers live in order to gain faith.

As for the dark yellow liquid on the other side, it is obviously a means used by Tishashaer to brainwash believers. Only a little bit of the power of faith contained in it is enough to assimilate the soul of ordinary people and devour the weak will.

"If you think about it, the so-called "Shenshui" is to mix these two drugs together, add some ordinary water, and finally synthesize a brainwashing drug with healing power."

Mastering the mystery of "Sacred Water", the plan of the punk team to "open black" to clean up Tishakhar will be more sure. These two potions can fully prove the identity of the Tishakhar Church. , the Church of the Good God has sufficient reasons to attack the Church of Tishakhar.

"Although most of the priests stationed in Dorez are small characters with low strength, they are still very good as a group of pathfinding cannon fodder."

A bright light flashed in Punk's eyes. The unlucky pastors in Dorez didn't know that they were being used as cannon fodder by Punk.

Moreover, Punk does not intend to release information about the antidote and disease at all. The chaos in the city of Dorez is just right for him to take advantage of troubled waters and set up a second hand. After all...

"Legendary equipment is bound to be obtained"!

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Bahanger-Heavy Hammer, like all dwarves, loves forging and fine wine, and hates giants and elves. As a full-scale warrior, he now stays in Dorez City to protect the Hyde family for life for a promise he made when he was young. With the passage of time, the passion for adventure has gradually subsided. To put it psychologically, Bahanger is quite satisfied with this job, and he can drink wine and forge weapons freely. In the eyes of dwarf warriors, even Moradin Country life is nothing more than that.

Bahanger is even happier recently, because he got a small piece of Mithril on the black market.

This is an extremely precious metal for alchemy. It is said that it takes at least one gram (equivalent to 1.5 tons) of pure silver to extract one doran (equivalent to 1.3 grams) of mithril. The procedures are cumbersome and complicated, so the secret The preciousness of silver can be seen.

The dwarf has been seriously forging this piece of mithril for the past few months. He wants to use this piece of mithril to strengthen his hammer. As for things like those diseases, in Bahanger's view, they have nothing to do with him. Anyway, As long as Gotha is okay, I don't have to worry about any other things. Bahanger has always been proud of not being a good dwarf who meddles in other things.

But he didn't go looking for business, but business found him first. After the greedy Hurt, an uninvited guest came to visit unexpectedly.

Just as Bahanger was putting in the mithril forging, he suddenly found a slender but explosive figure standing outside the door in the sense of fighting spirit.

"Oh, damn it, it's that idiot interrupting grumpy old Bahanger again, and if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I'll put you upside down in the forge"!

Although Bahanger was cursing, he still opened the door with a hammer. After all, the person who came was not a little guy like Hurt, but a real official-level powerhouse.

The military training is very tiring, and there are not many manuscripts left, but I have never broken my promise. Even if it stays overnight, I will guarantee that there will be two updates a day in a row. Let everyone count the tickets and collect them for support.