Chapter 1183

In fact, a long time ago, shortly after obtaining the "Piknut's Soul Fusion Technique" left by Meth Ur, Punk had thought deeply about a very important issue-the so-called "gray energy", "sorrow" Could the "soul" be actually a by-product invented by the dead "Great Mage" in the process of developing the "Piknut Soul Fusion Technique"?

After all, some of the characteristics of the "Soul of Sorrow" are really too similar to some of the characteristics of the "Soul Fusion Technique" described by Methur.

For example, they all become a part of a professional that cannot be expelled by merging with a soul. For example, they can essentially change an unfortunate soul greatly.

Punk doesn't have enough magic theories, and he still can't understand what kind of secrets are hidden in the shining spell model left by the "former mage guild leader". Master Huiyue felt that he would have the opportunity to learn some rare knowledge more or less.

Of course, whether there are certain risks in such a "little experiment" can't be determined for the time being "Whispers of Destruction", so before officially starting a bold attempt, prudent spellcasters have to get rid of some guys who get in the way— —The reason should not be too clumsy, and the performance should not be too deliberate. If the future "chairman" asks a question, he must have an excuse to answer...

"Plague Box", I am quite satisfied with your answer, now I know a lot of information about this attack, but there is one more thing I need you to do."

After thinking for a while, he raised his head. Under the shadow of the hood, Punk looked at the young mage without any extra emotion in his gaze. In the glint of those dark golden eyes, Mage Huiyue's words sounded like It looks icy cold:

"In order to help our Mr. "Thunderstorm" recover from his injuries safely, quickly, and without sequelae, I need to prepare a morning star-level alchemy potion for him to take, but I don't have the necessary materials for this potion, so I need you to find me all the ingredients on this list, can you do it, Kaishanoya? It doesn’t matter if it takes tens of thousands of years, just find them all and come back.”

Without any explanation, he used his powerful mental fluctuations to forcefully stuff a list of at least tens of thousands of material formulas into the girl mage's mind. The insidious spellcaster, who appeared to be asking in a questioning tone, actually didn't leave "plague" at all. box" any room for doubt.

And before the "plague box" who was almost stunned in place said anything more, Punk, who rarely gave an explanation patiently, had already blocked all the prevarications of his "temporary subordinate" with another more "righteous" words up:

"Don't ask me if I have the right to issue orders, because Your Excellency the "President" has appointed me to serve as the "temporary reviewer" while she is away, and I will follow the principles of action of the "executors" to give you a lot of money." The remuneration...or I have already paid you a generous remuneration, haven't I? The list you have now is a detailed formula of the morning star potion!"

The space in the vacuum laboratory was deserted, and Dietben's weak moans of pain became more and more looming. The brightness of the magic lights might not be able to illuminate the face under the hood of "Whispers of Destruction", but it was fully capable of making Kaisano Ya's beautiful face was pale against the background.

The first time she heard about the task that Punk was going to give her, the intuitive young mage had a very awkward feeling. Although the request made by Mage Huiyue seemed reasonable in any way, she always felt that she was "looking for ingredients for dispensing medicine". This order is not just for making a potion.

However, facing the solemn order of a powerful Huiyue professional, what reason can the "Plague Box" who has "accepted" the reward have to refute?

In the early stage of opening her mouth and agreeing to the instructions of the caster as soon as possible, the helpless young mage could only end this unequal conversation with the last specious question:

"Okay...well, I...I will try my best to collect materials, but...you really have the ability to heal Dieterben's injury? Right? This guy "Thunderstorm" has always been trusted when he was injured and you".

"Of course, I am very good at all kinds of healing spells, and I also have extremely rich experience in legendary medical treatment. Although Dieterben's injury is relatively serious, that alone is not enough to trouble me. Don't worry, little girl, I will cure him . . . if there are no accidents."

He made an empty promise without changing his face, but Punk's dark golden eyes had already fixed on Kesanoya's emerald green pupils.

"laugh".

Accompanied by an almost insignificant humming sound, a portal leading to the Hatak Great Plain suddenly appeared in front of the "Plague Box".

"Appropriate seeking knowledge may bring knowledge, but excessive curiosity will only call misfortune for yourself. I think you have asked enough unnecessary questions. Now, you should earnestly perform the tasks that belong only to you up!"

"..."

"Phew, I... I will try to find every material on the list... Dear Mister "Destruction Whispers"".

Sighing with a trembling tone, she shook her head helplessly. After hearing the warning words from the spell caster, Kesanoya turned and stepped into the portal, but she was very interested and didn't say anything more.

Although the uneasiness deep in my heart has not diminished in the slightest, the relationship between the girl mage and "Thunderstorm" is nothing more than "acquaintances who have worked together", and Kaishanoya is after all just a legendary professional who is neutral and favors the good camp. A mere "acquaintance" level of relationship is not worth offending a powerful Huiyue professional for the safety of Dietben's life.

What's more, the moment she saw the dark golden eyes of "Whisper of Destruction", the psychological defense line of the "Plague Box" was basically destroyed, and now she just wanted to leave this cold morning star as soon as possible. The tower, the farther away from "a certain monster" living in the tower, the better!

"I'm sorry, my subordinate in name, I'm afraid you will have to ask for more blessings in the next "medical process". I have given up the beautiful plane of Odora for you. I, the leader of the third group, should be It can be regarded as the utmost benevolence."

Silently comforting herself in her heart, Kesanoya walked into the portal that Mage Huiyue opened for her without looking back.

No matter what happens to the unlucky legendary warlock, at least her "Plague Box" can successfully escape from "Whisper of Destruction".

Well, actually at this time, the young mage is still in a pretty good mood...