Chapter 720 Bronze Heart
"Bronze heart? Control?"
Mo Ling didn't react to what the bronze statue said for a while.
Then he suddenly remembered that he was also a "deserter".
When the first bell rang, he had already escaped from control through teleportation.
"You mean the control of the bell?" Mo Ling asked back.
Hearing Mo Ling's question, the statue was silent for a while and replied: "That's not the sound of a bell, it's the sound of a heartbeat..."
"Heartbeat?"
"Yes, the heartbeat of the bronze heart."
Seeing that Mo Ling was still confused, the bronze statue explained to Mo Ling:
"All creatures in the bronze heart will be infected by bronze blood and become bronze life."
"After becoming a bronze life, the life span will increase many times, and they will automatically understand the bronze language, which is the one we use for communication now. In addition, their own racial abilities will be enhanced and they will be given powerful bronze power. They no longer need to eat normal food. As long as they are in bronze blood, they will automatically recover. Of course, there is more..."
"But all this is based on a foundation. Once the heartbeat of the bronze heart sounds, all bronze lives will be controlled and driven by that heartbeat to do things that are not under their control."
Listening to the explanation of the bronze statue, Mo Ling roughly understood a little, but there were still some words that he didn't understand.
"What is bronze blood?" he asked the statue.
The statue raised its hand slightly and pointed to the side: "It's all around, what you see is all around."
Mo Ling was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked around.
"These mists?"
"Yes, but this is not mist, this is blood, vaporized blood mist..."
Is that so? No wonder after peeling off the bronze shell before, once it came into contact with this mist, it was covered with another layer of bronze shell.
So, if you have this shell, you will be identified as a bronze life?
If you are identified as a bronze life, you will be controlled by the bronze heart?
Mo Ling thought of the deep bell sound before, and he couldn't connect it with the "heartbeat", but he still believed what the statue said.
Because, this is another organ.
"It was the stomach before, and it's the heart now."
Although it doesn't look like a heart here, it may be a heart in essence.
Since the statue has answered his own question, it's time for Mo Ling to answer its question.
"This is how I got rid of the bronze heart..."
Mo Ling came to the statue, explained, and performed a "shelling" performance, peeling off the bronze shell on his body, and then put on the shell again under the influence of the bronze blood around him.
After watching Mo Ling's demonstration, the bronze statue stayed in place for a long time without speaking.
After a long while, it asked with some resentment:
"So you can become a bronze life, but when the heartbeat sounded, you lifted the bronze state and escaped the control of the heartbeat?"
"Yes." Mo Ling thought about it and answered.
"In other words, you can enjoy the benefits of bronze life without being controlled by the bronze heart?"
Hearing this, Mo Ling understood why the statue was so resentful.
Mo Ling scratched his square head embarrassedly: "It seems...it seems to be like this."
The statue's arms drooped down. It was obviously a majestic appearance with three heads and six arms, but now it looked a little depressed.
"Great... This is the first time I've seen a life that can escape the control of the Bronze Heart." "Why does the Bronze Heart control the life here?" Mo Ling was still very curious about this question.
"Of course it's to stop those bugs." The statue replied.
"Bugs? Those yellow bugs?"
"Yes, they will cause damage to the Bronze Heart, so every time they invade, the heartbeat will sound, and we will be controlled to fight those bugs."
"Where do those bugs come from?" Mo Ling continued to ask.
"I don't know much, but the old phoenix seems to know very well. It seems to have said before that those bugs are called 'yellow death veins' and are mortal enemies of the Bronze Heart, so they will invade from time to time."
Yellow death veins? Mo Ling heard another unfamiliar term.
"And who is the old phoenix?"
"It's that big bird, you should have seen it on the battlefield..."
Big bird? A figure quickly appeared in Mo Ling's mind-the bronze giant bird soaring in the sky, every time it flapped its wings, its feathers would release countless ripples...
That bronze life is the old phoenix?
Just as he was thinking, a tinkling sound suddenly came from the sky.
Mo Ling immediately looked up and saw the bronze feather swaying in the thick fog. A vague outline was circling and falling in the fog, and soon it landed next to the statue.
A huge bird head suddenly descended from the sky and came to Mo Ling.
The bird head was inserted with gorgeous bronze bird feathers, and the patterns on the feathers were also extremely mysterious. Not only were there the patterns of those organs, but there were also some flame-shaped hollows, which rose and fell like ripples, very three-dimensional, and looked much more gorgeous than other bronze artifacts.
The bird head kept looking at Mo Ling, and even knocked on Mo Ling's square head with its beak.
"You escaped the control of the bronze heart." A ethereal bronze voice came from the bird head.
Looking at the huge bird head, Mo Ling did not dare to act rashly, but just nodded slightly.
"How did you do it? What method did you use?"
"Forced to break away, or to isolate the sound? Or... to remove the bronze transformation?"
The giant bird actually guessed roughly how Mo Ling would get rid of the control.
Mo Ling looked at the bronze statue and found that it didn't react, so he plucked up his courage and performed "shedding" in front of the giant bird again.
"Sure enough, it is to remove the bronze transformation." The giant bird didn't look surprised, as if it had expected Mo Ling's approach.
It looked at Mo Ling for a while, and then asked a question that Mo Ling had never expected:
"Where are you from? Orange Sea Stomach? Or Blue Chalcedony?"
Another word he had never heard of...Mo Ling was stunned for a while.
Orange Sea Stomach? Blue Chalcedony?
Thinking of the orange sea, Mo Ling immediately understood that the place was obviously the "Orange Sea Stomach" mentioned by the giant bird.
But where is the blue chalcedony?
While thinking, Mo Ling responded to the giant bird's question.
"I'm from the Orange Sea Stomach."
"Is there any problem there now?" the giant bird continued to ask.
"No problem, there is just a cyst in the stomach..." Mo Ling told the giant bird what he saw and heard in the orange sea.
The giant bird listened carefully, its head motionless. After listening to Mo Ling's story, the ethereal voice came again, and what it said made Mo Ling stunned again:
"What about the red mouth? It should be normal there too, right?"