Chapter 83 Soul Transformation
Using the Mage's Hand, a vague shadow like an air snake emerged from Mu Hua's body.
Although it is not invisible, the vague shadow is like the hazy air under the scorching heat, and it will be ignored if you are not careful.
The top of the vague 'air snake', which is as thick as an arm, does not have the shape of a palm, but Mu Hua can make it grasp objects flexibly like five fingers.
A short knife dropped by a little demon more than ten meters away was picked up by the Mage's Hand, and the short knife was thrown in the air by Mu Hua in various trajectories like a flying sword.
Mages do not practice martial arts, only magicians who cannot learn the Mage's Hand practice martial arts.
Mages play with spears, and mages who practice martial arts are all losers. Mages who can't play close combat are so reserved. . .
The short knife was taken back by Mu Hua from a distance and floated in front of Mu Hua.
Identification was thrown on, metal short knife: sharpness 30.
Such a rusty dagger is actually an equipment, which means that the dagger is mixed with magic metal.
However, Mu Hua's focus is not on the dagger.
An identification spell will consume about 1% of Mu Hua's magic power, but this 1% of magic power is enough for Mu Hua to use the magician's hand to hold the dagger and stab for ten minutes, and this is still calculated based on Mu Hua's current magic value.
"Mage's hand?" Taibesha was slightly surprised. She was more or less used to Mu Hua's "erudition".
Mu Hua made bone shields and inherent magic, and most of the magicians at the demon hunter level could not learn the magician's hand. Taibesha was somewhat numb.
"Zha~~~" The little demon screamed.
"Puff~" After the sound of a blunt knife cutting leather, Mu Hua stabbed the dagger into the heart of a little demon. The little demon twitched twice in the hand of the skeleton guard, and then stopped moving.
The magician's hand is controlled by consciousness, and the speed depends on the frequency of thinking. Within the extended range, it is like controlling one's own arm.
The warrior's eyes and hands are steady and fierce, while the magician's eyes and "hands" are far and fast.
Doing things with the magician's hand does not feel strenuous or mentally stressful. It seems to have a sense of touch, and it is like a controllable mechanical arm.
Grabbing and lifting heavy objects will only sense whether it can be lifted, but if it can't be lifted, it can't be lifted, and it's useless to show a strong face.
So the magician is elegant in various ways (pretending). . .
Sensitive, but numb, a very strange feeling. When trying, Mu Hua lifted up the little demon in the hand of another skeleton guard.
The magician's hand pinched the little demon's neck, allowing the little demon, who weighed less than 100 pounds, to struggle and tear in mid-air.
Mu Hua could even feel the pulse on the little demon's neck and the force of the struggle.
The little devil's claws scratched the extended part of the 'air snake', which made Mu Hua feel that the magician's hand would be torn apart at any time.
But the little devil's claws scratched the extended part of the 'air snake' like scratching the air.
Mu Hua nodded secretly. This was also his first time to experience the magician's hand. It seemed that the magician's hand was not an arm made of magic.
Although it had a vague extended appearance, only the 'hand' part was an energy structure produced by the combination of magic and the caster's consciousness.
It was a very convenient and practical ability. It could lift and drag, and it could kill people and set fires without delay. However, this thing could not pull the body of the caster, nor could it become a medium for performing combat skills.
It could not cast spells. It could only chop flatly with a knife. It could 'fly the sword', but it could not fly, and don't expect to use it to draw blood in this life.
"What are you going to do with these little devils?" Taibesha looked at the little devils lifted up by Mu Hua in the void with some envy, or rather, she envied the magician's hand that was holding the little devils.
Warriors may not be inferior to mages, but they usually envy the mages' strange abilities.
The Mage's Hand is a universal magic, and learning it does not even require magic adaptability.
Taibesha had tried to comprehend it, but unfortunately she did not learn it after consuming more than ten volumes of magic books, and finally had to give up this interesting magic temporarily.
"Do you like it? I'll teach you later." Mu Hua turned around and smiled at Taibesha, throwing the little demon caught by the Mage's Hand to the Skeleton Guard.
"Not for the time being, I don't plan to be distracted by it." Feeling that Mu Hua was a little bit showing off, Taibesha shook her head, rolled her eyes at Mu Hua, and asked Mu Hua again why he caught the little demon.
The battle was over long ago. In addition to the little demons that were killed, the Skeleton Guards also caught four or five alive.
"Didn't I say that you fainted the day before yesterday? I'm studying magic, and these few should be the main body. I need to use them for some experiments." Mu Hua emphasized deliberately when he asked the Skeleton Guard to bring a little demon in front of him.
Taibesha chuckled, her smile was quite strange, and she stopped asking Mu Hua, and went to the side to look through the dropped items that were picked up.
Mu Hua didn't lie this time, but he repeatedly emphasized the fainting incident, which made Taibesha feel interesting.
Soul transformation, it was all caused by that skill stone.
Now Mu Hua has a lot of strange knowledge in his head, which covers a wide range of aspects, but seems to be extremely incomplete.
Because the direction that this knowledge ultimately points to seems to be the creation of souls.
Yes, it is a soul, not a ghost.
But Mu Hua couldn't figure it out. What was the point of making that thing with so much effort and resources? Wouldn't it be better to just catch a human and extract the soul?
The only application that Mu Hua could think of in this regard was magical life and undead derivation.
But undead derivation is a complete high-level magic, and there is no knowledge related to magical life in soul transformation.
Well, let's not talk about making souls for now, there are still many valuable things in soul transformation.
For example, Mu Hua is very sensitive to souls now. As long as the soul strength is not as high as his, he can feel whether the monster is a projection or the original body.
If a normal soul gives him a healthy sense with a luster, then the soul of a projected monster is like a defective product covered with cracks and ready to break at any time.
For soul transformation, those projected souls have no room for operation.
And if it is the original body of the monster, Mu Hua seems to be able to interfere with it to a great extent in their evolution and growth.
Regarding the soul that is the root of life, although he has mastered some secret techniques in soul transformation, Mu Hua did not dare to try it on his own family without actual operation.
Let the skeleton guard press a little devil to the ground, and Mu Hua reached out to touch the body of the little devil.
The next moment, the palm of the entity, the little devil of the entity, but Mu Hua's palm penetrated into the body of the little devil as if it was in the water.
There was nothing in the fall of the little devil that could make Taibesha care. Looking back at Mu Hua's situation, Taibesha let out a light exclamation.
"Soul surgery, a technique targeting the root of the blood of monsters, this is a strange ability I learned from a magic book in my early years. It was not until a few days ago that I seemed to have truly integrated it." Taibesha came closer, and Mu Hua habitually added a character to himself.
The little devil was struggling and twisting, but Mu Hua's hand penetrated its body, but neither of them felt any discomfort, and the scene was very strange.
"You... what can this do?" Taibesha was curious, while the pressed little demon was still struggling.
"It should help monsters choose the direction of evolution, right?" Mu Hua was not sure.
"For example, this little demon, its roots have werewolf blood, terror blood, Bam demon blood, tsk, so mixed, there are even spider demon and Medusa blood."
Mu Hua frowned and stared at the body of the little demon, as if observing something, and Monday and Tuesday also came to Mu Hua at this time.
"Then what?" Taibesha asked in surprise.
"Well, it is impossible to force the activation of blood evolution." Mu Hua frowned deeper, and his inquiring expression was like a crazy scholar.
"If it is willing to cooperate, I can guide it to evolve towards the desired blood."
"But..." Mu Hua rubbed his chin in thought.
"Well, if you start its evolution, without enough resources, the evolution of spider demon or medusa will almost certainly fail."
"The werewolf and terror bloodlines have a certain chance of success. If it happens to start the evolution of Bam Demon, it will most likely activate the werewolf bloodline or spider demon bloodline. Even if it evolves successfully, it will eventually become a monster."
Mu Hua's face gradually revealed a hint of realization.
"Can the master interfere with its evolution?" Monday barked.
"If it cooperates."
"Look at me, see what other bloodlines I have?" Monday was in high spirits.
Demons are more chaotic in some aspects, especially when they are blown by the Asmodean monsoon from time to time.
The Asmodean monsoon will not only make demons have some indescribable restlessness, but also erase the reproductive isolation between demons and other species.
That period is the time of reproduction and carnival for demons.
This also leads to the fact that the bloodlines in the roots of most demons are quite complicated, but they can usually only perceive the bloodlines of their predecessors, that is, the dominant race of their "parents".
When a demon starts to evolve, it is possible to activate the synchronous evolution of other bloodlines. Failure means death, and incompatibility will turn into a deformed monster, which also makes the evolution of demons full of uncertainty.
"Wait, let me take a look." The palm was pulled out of the little demon's body.
Mu Hua confirmed that the little demon was still alive and had not suffered any adverse effects. He did not attack Zhou Yi directly, but observed the other little demon.