Night Raven Master

Chapter 157 The Silence in the Snowstorm
In the battle just now, it should also be affected by the corpse poet's effect.

But they didn't respond.

Art glanced at the two pools, and then walked to the side of the bone pool first.

Blue Blood Extraction.

[Blue blood extraction lv1: Create a magic creature, extract blue blood, and solidify it in other items. ——"The fate of the blue blood needs to be solved by prophecy spells, which is really ironic."]

"The blue blood extracted is best to choose gemstones for solidification and storage, and gemstones that are held by someone for a long time." These are the original words of Edgeworth.

Art took out the empty shells of the remaining blue blood gems and placed them next to the bone pool.

In the spiritual sea, the 3 inscription spells constructed by stacking 30 repeated inscriptions lit up.

This spell sequence looks like a pipe, or rather, a tentacle.

Although this spell sequence looks complicated, it's actually not that difficult, it just needs to be stacked repeatedly.

The psionic energy began to stack and fill, and a twisted and soft lavender tentacle full of gullies appeared in front of Yate's eyes, and then rushed towards Yate without any hesitation.

Yate, who had expected it for a long time, grabbed it directly, and his mouth like a lamprey kept opening and closing.

Expressionlessly, Art threw it towards the bone pool.

This strange created creature instantly got into the bone pool, and got into the slightly blue bones.

Art just looked at it.

The principle of this spell should be to imitate some kind of creature.

This creature, attracted by blue blood, will attack wizards.

But they are not very strong, they can be eliminated easily, and their habit is——

When the tentacle-like creature reappeared, its body color had turned dark blue.

After shaking in confusion for a while, it rushed towards the gem placed next to the pool of bones.

The gem that had already lost its color instantly turned azure blue.

On the gemstone, the shadow of that strange tentacle creature is constantly flickering, and the spiritual energy to build its shape has been exhausted.

In the end, the shadow disappeared, leaving only the azure blue of the jewel slowly becoming calm.

Picking up the gem, the familiar prefix that was used as a consumable item appeared in Art's eyes.

[Acquire skill point 1]

Without thinking too much, Yate absorbed the skill points.

Rather than calling it a blue blood extraction technique, it might as well be called a blue blood bug.

After creating a blue blood worm again, after watching it get into the bone pool, Art turned his attention to the other two pools.

At this time, Prome's figure also appeared at the entrance of the basement.

"Master! I—"

"Prome—" Art's voice sounded, "Check the status of these people."

".Oh."

Prome's figure became weak, and it responded with an oh, and then slowly floated towards the filthy human pool.

And Yate turned to the beast pool next to him.

Art held the black iron cane in his palm.

[Crude enchanted staff lv7: A rough enchanted black iron staff.

Passive·Sturdy lv2: The weapon is hardened and difficult to be destroyed.

Passive Sharpness lv1: Sharpness is improved.

——— "As the first enchanted item, it's not bad."]

He is currently unable to solidify a spell sequence. He can only perform basic strengthening enchantments on the object itself.

This black iron walking stick became more and more comfortable to use.

It can be used as a blunt weapon or a sharp weapon. Next time, try to transform it into an extended sharp blade, and add a creation-type sharp blade technique.

Thinking of this, the sharp blade on the black iron cane reflected a ray of light and pierced into the monster's skull.

The monster's body trembled slightly, and it died without a sound.

And no experience points.

Yate shook his head, these monsters are not below level six.

He chose the one that looked the strongest.

Turning his head, he looked at the crow servants: "These are for you."

The crows flew over quickly and completely covered the beast pool.

But there was no scream.

"By the way, I can only kill but not eat." Yate ordered, he suspected that some potion or spell had been used on these monsters to cause them to fall into a deep sleep, and they couldn't even wake up with such a loud voice.

At this time, Prome's inspection has also been completed: "Master! I understand!"

When Yate's gaze turned, it looked stern, and then said: "These people have been fed a large amount of sleep medicine for a long time, and their mental fluctuations are almost gone. Master, do you need to revive them?"

"Can it be done?"

"I can't do it!" Promi said confidently, his face didn't change at all, and what it said made Art frowned.

"Ahem, master, you may not know, let me explain to you." Inheriting Shaq's memory, Promi is completely familiar with these things, "They have nothing but instinctive reactions. Yes, I, no, Shaq has stripped the human souls of this symptom, they have lost their ability to identify and recognize, and the physical end of the spiritual bridge has basically been broken."

It looked at Yate: "Master, if you use the soul stripping spell, you can easily strip the soul out"

Listening to Prome's description, a word emerged in Art's mind: "Vegetable."

"Vegetable people? No, no, master, their spiritual bridge is much weaker than that of plants. Although the souls of plants are weak, they are closely connected with the body. The difficulty of stripping the souls of plants is more than ten times that of human souls. The soul is indeed suitable to be a large puppet guard, although it is small, it can control a higher proportion of the body, but the reaction is slower."

"." I am not good at this field.

Yate was silent for a while, and chose to skip this field that he was not good at.

"Just tell me how to solve it."

"Let the senior priest release the advanced healing technique for fifteen consecutive days." Promi thought for a while, "Or a few more days, it should be enough, the connection between the spiritual bridge and the physical body is not so easy to repair, and their bodies. Although it appeared to be in good condition, it was in fact basically hopeless."

Art shook his head when the senior priest released the advanced healing technique for fifteen consecutive days.

"Of course." Promi continued, "You can also directly strip the soul and use negative energy to transform them into undead. After a hundred or eighty days, you can recover some willpower. Of course, the premise is that at least the median dead Necromancer transformation performed by necromancers, the negative energy quality of low-level necromancers is too low, it is easy to become wraiths and the like, and there will be soul defects."

Transformed into undead.

Both methods are not good, and Art will not spend so much time and resources to save these irrelevant people.

Powerless.

Art scanned the surroundings: "Prome, go and see if there are any hidden organs and rooms around, and tell me later."

"Yes."

"By the way, there is one more thing. Make a copy of the magic circle and similar things here."

".Yes."

Prome replied, and then watched its owner leave the basement with a bitter face.

"I knew it. I knew that servants have no human rights."

On the other side, Baron Fort Susa.

The guard guarding the door gasped and looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky: "It's getting dark, why hasn't the chief guard come back yet?"

"Is the chief guard still looking for Liuying?" The guard cocked his mouth with envy, "I want to go too."

Then he turned to look at the castle gate behind him.

A voice suddenly sounded: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, but the chief guard hasn't come back yet. He said he would bring wine back, but he hasn't come back yet. I suspect he is looking for Liuying."

The guard then replied, but when he turned his head, he couldn't help but panic: "F, Steward Flo!"

"My name is Flo, not Ffulo." The butler said calmly, "Has the chief guard gone to the tavern?"

"No, no." The cold sweat on the guard's back became colder and colder under the infestation of the cold air, "Master the guard is gone."

He gradually lowered his head: "I went to the tavern."

"Really?" The butler nodded, then turned around and returned to the castle.

At this time, Baron Susha looked at the report in front of him and felt a little headache: "Are there still so many things missing? How did they prepare winter supplies?"

Obviously he had already notified them a year ago, asking them to prepare things.

Why do these idiots still lack so many things after a year.

"Lord Baron, you are too kind." The butler pushed open the door and walked in, "Your kindness is taken for granted by those stupid people, who think that you should help them, and think that you will definitely help them when they are in trouble." Will help them, like a lord."

master?

Do you mean the father?
Baron Susha smiled wryly, thinking back on what happened before, it seemed that this was really the case.

"Then what should I do?" Baron Susha looked at a loss, "What should I do? Do you want to save them?"

"No need, Lord Baron." The old butler's face was still so kind, and he put the tea in his hand in front of Baron Susha's table, "My Lord Baron, should you drink something first?"

"Okay." Baron Susha drank the tea in a daze, and then he saw the old butler in front of him put a document in front of him.

"My lord, this is the recent purchase list for the castle, please sign it." Butler Flo's voice sounded.

"Good, good."

Baron Susha wrote his name blankly.

Butler Flo also showed a smile on his face.

His eyes scanned the documents on the table:
[I will become Flo's most loyal servant, offering my soul and everything. ]
"Then, Lord Baron, please issue the next order—to massacre the townspeople."

"OK."

(End of this chapter)