Chapter 288 Secret Technique

At the bottom of the crucible, in a layer of light blue colloid, there are dots of silver light, like stars dotted on a blue curtain.

This is the silver marrow made by refining a beaker of blue blood and combining it with bone marrow. The silver light is the essence of the bone marrow.

The main reason why silver marrow is difficult to refine is that the natural pollution in the raw materials is difficult to remove.

The two-headed chimera is a flesh and blood alchemical creature. Even if this creature is close to a real life form, it always has a defect-blood poison.

Blood poison is a pollutant that acts on the spirit. The flesh and blood of chimeras all carry this toxin.

In Clown's understanding, this is a special virus evil, so he had the idea of ​​using the golden light spell to deal with it. After experimenting, it turned out to be true.

The air was filled with the aroma of hot oil and hot peppers, which made people want to eat.

He picked up the crucible with pliers, put it close to his nose, and carefully distinguished the taste.

His cooking skills were pushed to the limit. He had a super sense of smell and could judge whether something was harmful to the human body from the taste.

After a while of identification, he found nothing wrong, so he washed the spoon and picked up a small half spoonful and put it into his mouth.

The gelatinous silver marrow melted in his mouth, and the refreshing sweet breath flowed down his throat, like drinking a glass of ice-cold drink in the dog days of summer, indescribably comfortable.

Clown could feel the juice going down his esophagus into his stomach, but it was like a fire rising in a stove.

All the pores in his body opened, and white mist was steaming out of his head. His body temperature rose sharply, but he did not feel any discomfort, but instead had a refreshing feeling of hot blood.

He held his breath and controlled the closure of his pores. The effect of silver marrow is to use this rising special fiery spiritual power to temper bones and blood and accelerate the formation of silver blood.

At this moment, Clown's body was like a furnace, locking in more and more fiery spiritual power, and began to practice fire breathing.

This time, he took a small amount of silver marrow. After about five minutes, his spiritual power gradually exhausted, the burning sensation in his body gradually disappeared, and his body temperature returned to normal.

He closed his eyes slightly and summoned a golden wall.

Silver marrow helps to refine silver blood, and naturally it will accelerate the growth of the breathing method.

[Flame Breath: 7276/50000; Level 4]

He grinned silently. Although he didn't laugh out loud, the corners of his mouth that were almost grinning to his ears revealed his mood.

In just five minutes, the proficiency of Flame Breath increased by as much as ninety points.

If he didn't have auxiliary potions and just worked on the proficiency step by step, this little increase would take him three or four days.

Not only that, the refinement of silver blood also led to the growth of the Golden Light Mantra. The increase was not much, only three points of proficiency, but it was great news.

The main method and the secondary breathing method complement each other, and the feeling of giving and getting two will always make people feel comfortable.

After thinking for a while, Clown understood that the essence of the Golden Light Mantra was to improve one's own life energy and improve the level of life. Flame Breath also refines silver blood, and the purpose is the same as the Golden Light Mantra.

If there is enough silver marrow, the progress of the fire breath will be rapid, which will save a lot of time to gain experience.

It is true that sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. Thinking of this, Clown immediately poured the remaining silver marrow into his mouth to refine the silver blood.

When the effect of the silver marrow ended, he took out the blood and bone marrow of Chimera and began his happy alchemy time.

If a person does something from the heart, he will ignore time and everything else that has nothing to do with it.

The next day, the rising sun dispelled the increasingly heavy gray fog and sprinkled the sun on the earth. Clown was still busy.

At noon, the sky became gloomy and snowflakes fell again. He was still busy.

Three o'clock in the morning.

"Huh", Clown let out a long breath, stretched his arms upwards, and stretched hard.

After staying up all night and not eating or drinking for a day and two nights, he finally refined all the raw materials into silver marrow and filled a whole bottle of rune crystal bottle.

After finishing his work, his tense nerves were relieved, and he soon felt heavy fatigue, and his stomach and intestines began to growl. This was because he had consumed too much energy and energy.

Even a silver-level extraordinary person could not reach the point of eating wind and drinking dew to obtain energy. It is said that this is a realm that only gods can reach.

Clown took out a leather mat and sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.

As his mind arose, a full moon rose, shining all over his body, and the cold divine will made him feel slightly cold.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the silver half of the moon in the largest "star body" emitted a clear light, and there was a peaceful and peaceful scene.

In the room, the temperature around him dropped several degrees out of thin air. His body was like a cold jade statue, and the walls were rippling with water-like light and shadow, shining brightly.

The full moon sank into his eyebrows, and the sun rose.

His sea of ​​consciousness was filled with golden brilliance, and the temperature of the room quickly rose, like the sun shining, and everything here was coated with a layer of gold.

The Golden Light Mantra cycled again and again, and hunger was not so urgent, and the tired spirit was relieved a lot.

He walked out of the underground alchemy room and saw Billy, who was guarding the door, dozing against the wall.

According to the housekeeper's rules, as long as Clown was in the mansion, he would not go to bed, and the personal servant could not rest.

He once wanted to delete this inhumane rule, but he didn't say it.

Now it seems that this rule is reasonable. Otherwise, he can only wake up the cook himself to prepare food, but he doesn't know which room the cook lives in.

Clown patted the servant's shoulder and woke him up.

Billy opened his sleepy eyes, was stunned for a few seconds, and then stood up straight: "Sir, what are your orders?"

"I'm hungry. Please tell me to go down and prepare a sumptuous meal."

"The housekeeper knows that you have important things to do and have delayed your meal. The kitchen has prepared the ingredients, and there are several prepared foods that only need to be heated before eating. Please wait a moment, I will wake up the cook immediately."

Billy responded hurriedly and added: "Sir, you can wait in the restaurant first. There are several desserts and white wine prepared there."

Crown nodded and said with satisfaction: "Okay, go and call the cook."

I thought to myself: 'This feels really good. Someone has helped me think about some things ahead of time. ’

Arriving at the restaurant, he ate dessert and summoned a golden wall.

[Alchemy: 1268/15000; Level 4]

Now refining strong gunpowder can no longer improve alchemy proficiency. Among the formulas he mastered, only refining mithril and refining silver marrow can improve alchemy.

The special effect of the refined heart of the fourth level alchemy helped me a lot. The success rate was much higher, and the effect of the silver marrow obtained was also improved.

After eating and drinking enough, Kroun visualized the golden light spell of two great heavens to speed up the digestion of food, and then fell into a deep sleep.

. . . .

The next day, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and Kroun slowly got up.

After having a two-in-one breakfast and lunch, he went to the underground alchemy room.

He took out three rune crystal bottles, each containing as much silver marrow as the bottle cap, which was to be given to the Archbishop and the others.

Without his ability, there is a high probability that others would not choose to refine silver marrow. Not only is the effort less than the gain, several silver experts are not short of these few dollars. The main reason is because the core materials required for the advanced purification array are too high. Scarce, there is no chance to temper it.

He thought it was interesting to give so much, which was equivalent to the amount of silver marrow refined for the first time.

After distributing the silver marrow, Crown picked up the crystal bottle and took a big drink.

After the refreshing sweetness, a blazing 'fire' ignited in my stomach.

He immediately closed his pores and began to practice fire breathing. He spent the entire afternoon practicing breathing techniques and visualizing the golden light mantra.

The effect of the silver marrow is extraordinary, but it cannot be taken in large amounts all the time. He decided to take one round every three days and finish the silver marrow in ten times.

A month passed in such a hurry. Kroun consumed all his silver marrow, finished practicing his flame breath, and summoned the golden wall.

[Golden Light Spell: 108546/150000; Level 3]

[Fire Breath: 28541/50000; Level 4]

As the golden light spell continues to improve, the proficiency gained by releasing the golden light in the alienated land is gradually reduced, and only more than 70 points can be obtained each time it is released.

Crown guessed that if the Golden Light Spell advanced, the Land of Alienation might lose the conditions to quickly improve its proficiency.

With the supply of a large amount of silver marrow, Fire Breath has already passed half of the way from the fourth level to the fifth level, which is unimaginable.

It will only take a few months for him to reach the silver level. If he can get enough raw materials to refine the silver marrow, he can advance to the fifth-level transcendent. Then wouldn't he have the ability to amplify in the cultists' base? !

I should go to the Holy Fire Cathedral, firstly to send the refined silver marrow there, and secondly to ask if there is any action against the cultists.

In his eyes, these cultists are not only the vicious accomplices of the evil god, but also the material for his growth.

Crown decided that if one day he faced the evil god behind these cultists, he must tell the evil god that he was as powerful as he is today because of the help of these cultists.

Using the enemy's spear and poking the enemy's shield feels inexplicably satisfying just thinking about it.

. . . .

Kingdom of Rybia, Johnsburg.

In a room in a dilapidated tavern, Osman sat up straight, his eyes calm, and Sacco was invisible in the darkness, dutifully guarding his side.

After arriving in the Kingdom of Ribia, the Pope verified through others the regularity of the appearance of the strange man in yellow and the reliability of the knowledge he instilled.

Those who cannot bear the impact of knowledge and go crazy are not crazy from the beginning. These people do indeed appear to be almost omniscient and omnipotent after accepting the light symbol of the weirdo in yellow.

Shaco also found it incredible that these foreigners who underwent experiments could know some secrets of the Flame Lord Church.

After the Pope's experiment was correct, he decided to follow that special ceremony and accept the gift of 'destiny' in person.

Sako, who had never questioned the Pope's decision, comforted him: "Your Majesty, if something happens to you, what will happen to the inheritance of the church?"

He is the dark sword in the hands of the Pope that cannot be exposed to the sun, but he is also a devout believer in the Church of the Flame Lord.

If something unexpected happens to the Pope, the church will be greatly affected.

Osman raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a deep voice:

“The church has a plan for the sudden death of the pope, and there will be no problems with the inheritance.

The most secret inheritance of the church is kept in the core secret room of the sanctuary, and the token that opens the secret room is kept by Theo.

If something unexpected happens to me, other archbishops will elect the next pope. The new pope can open the secret chamber by holding a token and stimulating the holy power of the silver rank. This is why all previous popes must be at least the silver rank. "

The Pope gave a meaningful "haha" smile. If he could not replenish the source of life further, he would eventually die quietly, and he would not be willing to do so.

The taste of power is intoxicating. Now he has the opportunity to hold power for a longer period of time. Why not seize it?

Sacco's figure slowly emerged, and he persuaded again: "Your Majesty, we can spend more time to experiment with a way to keep ourselves sane after receiving the gift."

In his opinion, they have not figured out how to accept the gift without going crazy, and the Pope's decision is too risky.

Because the few people who did not go crazy among those who received the gift from the yellow-clothed monster were not the best among all those who received the gift.

After a moment, Osman slowly spoke:

"Some time ago, I sorted out the secrets in the church that only the Pope could access. There are too many contents, and I have forgotten a lot of knowledge.

Now, I know the identity of this yellow-clothed monster.

This yellow-clothed monster appears once every thousand years, and each appearance lasts about a year.

In the news we received, the first report of this yellow-clothed monster occurred ten months ago, maybe earlier, I don't have time, and there is no next chance."

The Church of the Lord of Fire certainly also has a way to replenish the origin, but it is relatively more demanding. Osman calculated that when the conditions are met, he will have been dead for at least 20 to 30 years.

If there is no time to wait for the gods you believe in to save you, then fight for your own chance.

The room fell into a long silence, and Sarco re-merged into the darkness. He knew that it was useless for him to say anything.

Now he could only pray to the gods and beg for the protection of the Pope, but would the gods protect the Pope who did such a thing?

The night was shrouded in gray fog.

Osman walked out of the tavern alone with a yellow mark composed of simple dots and twisted lines.

Sarco was ordered not to follow, because when the yellow-clothed monster appeared, people who did not carry the mark nearby would die directly.

The leader of the dark guards faced the direction of St. Peter's Basilica, half-knelt on the ground, and silently prayed for the Pope:

"May the light of the Lord of Fire illuminate the way forward. When disaster strikes, may the Lord grant you wisdom. Praise the Lord of Fire, may we always be bathed in the holy light."

At one o'clock in the morning, Osman returned to the tavern without saying a word and explained:

"I already understand why those people went crazy. I will use secret techniques to temporarily suppress the sequelae.

If I haven't woken up in three days, kill me and let me return to the Lord's arms in the flames."

Sacco tightened his hands, nodded heavily, and saluted: "May the Lord of Fire protect you."

"Yes," the Pope smiled and nodded, crossed his hands on his chest, and lay down with his clothes on.

Two days have passed. In the eyes of the leader of the dark guards, the Pope is still sleeping at this moment, with various expressions on his face, including joy, excitement, fear, cruelty, mercy, and so on.