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And after the many guilds and players in Red Maple City survived the catastrophe, in the royal capital far away on the other side of the mountain range, three travel-worn people entered the palace, the huge castle stretching from the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

The three of them went directly to the study room at the core of this huge castle to meet the most honorable person in the whole kingdom.

After the three people reported in detail, Marquis Morse behind the desk nodded silently.

"Only the second son of the Karen family died, but the Sator family was only captured?

That's fine too, spread this matter, I want all the nobles to know that the second son of the Karen family died at the hands of the Projector Earl, Earl Jingshui. "

"Yes."

Marquis Morse asked again.

"What about the method of job change for a mage?"

"Report, sir, this is the way to change jobs."

One person handed over a note, Marquis Morse took a look at it, and then handed it to the entourage beside him.

The entourage left, and a short time later, when he returned again, he was followed by an ecstatic young man.

The young man knelt down as soon as he entered the study.

"Thanks to Lord Marquis, I have successfully changed my profession. Now I have three spell slots, and I feel stronger than ever before."

"Three spell slots, second-ring mage? Alright, let's go straight to the Martial Arts Field!"

The Marquis of Morse immediately walked towards the martial arts arena, and when he arrived at the martial arts arena, he handed a note to the newly transferred mage again.

"There is a spell on it, learn him."

"Yes."

The mage confidently took the note and read it. However, when he saw what was written on it, he was stunned. There were strange numbers written on it, and he couldn't understand anything.

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he still couldn't understand, and finally he could only show a forced smile.

"My lord, I don't know what this is, can I release the spells I know?

I can fireball. "

Marquis Morse took a look at the note, but did not understand it. He frowned slightly and nodded.

"can."

"call."

The mage breathed a sigh of relief, and began to memorize the extremely familiar, already memorized fireball spell model. After spending a lot of effort, he succeeded in memorizing it.

Facing the wooden figurines, stones, and iron blocks visiting together on the martial arts arena, the mage took a deep breath and cast a spell.

Fireball!

Unprecedented feelings filled his mind. A fireball quickly formed and fell on the stone. The explosive power splashed to the wooden figures and iron blocks nearby.

boom!

There was a loud bang, no matter who it was, everyone looked as usual, until the mage released the second and third fireball spells in succession.

Marquis Morse nodded, turned and left, leaving only a few faint words.

"Recruit all mages, change their professions to become mages, and study the ability to change the terrain at will and the cracking method!"

"Yes!"

Chapter 197 The extraordinary core of recovery

"Well, after the death of the monster, the extraordinary core will solidify at an extremely fast speed."

Mo Lan's mental power was condensed in the mind of the one-horned wild boar, and the one-horned wild boar, which was caught so hard, had been solved by Mo Lan.

Under Mo Lan's gaze, the supernatural core that originally felt soft was rapidly hardening, and because the magic contained in it was metallic, a pale golden rhombic crystal was formed.

During this process, Mo Lan noticed that most of the smoky soul in the deepest part of the extraordinary core had quietly dissipated, leaving only a small part, a strand, which would have been difficult to find if Mo Lan hadn't observed carefully.

"If this is the soul, it should be weak enough, right?"

Mo Lan thought about it.

"What I should do now is to ensure that the monster's soul is weakened while it is alive.

Weak enough to widen the gap with my mental strength, so that it can be influenced and controlled by me.

Well, maybe I can try a serious injury, or a long period of mental torture, like... boiling an eagle! "

Mo Lan regained her composure and rubbed her belly, pretending to be surprised.

"Wait, why did I accidentally kill the Warcraft Wild Boar?

How about an experiment?What, another one?

Oh, that's all right. "

Mo Lan walked to the window and shouted loudly.

"Xu Zongxin, come up, there was an experimental accident, the one-horned wild boar died, you come and take it down, and have a pig-killing feast!"

"call."

Mo Lan stretched, leaned back on the chair, and played with the Transcendent Core just taken out of the head of the one-horned wild boar.

The extraordinary core was spinning in his hand, and Mo Lan was thinking about something.

The powerful mental power of the four-ring magic twisted into one strand, and slammed into it.

"My mental power is stronger than the soul of the one-horned wild boar, the reason why I can't influence it well is because I can't break through the protection of the extraordinary core.

Either weaken the soul, or strengthen the spiritual imprint, or weaken the extraordinary core, no matter which method allows me to try to control the monster. "

While muttering to himself, Mo Lan was looking for the flaws in the extraordinary core, looking for the weak point of the extraordinary core.

"No, this extraordinary core is harder than a rock, and it is almost shielded from spiritual power.

That's right, its own components have high-density spiritual power, and the spiritual power naturally cannot penetrate into it.

Is there no other way for me to interfere with you other than smashing it? "

Mo Lan was lost in thought.

If it is possible to smash and destroy the extraordinary core Mo Lan, it was indeed done when I was bored for a while.

Although the transcendental core is hard, it is almost as hard as the teeth and bones of a monster.

Anyway, according to Mo Lan's experiments, the hardness of the first-ring extraordinary core is similar to its own bone hardness, and the hardness of the second-ring extraordinary core is almost the same as its own bone hardness.

I don’t know about Sanhuan, it’s not that it doesn’t exist, the main reason is that it’s a bit expensive and I’m reluctant to part with it.

And when the extraordinary core is crushed, it will be crushed, just like ordinary crystals, except that the spell slots inside will dissipate and disappear without a trace, leaving only a pile of broken crystals.

There was no gain, and Mo Lan later gave up this boring experiment.

Mo Lan fell into deep thought, trying to find a way in her mind to interfere with the extraordinary core.

"Magic power input? No, magic power cannot penetrate.

shock?resonance?No, how can I... wait! "

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Mo Lan's mind.

"It seems that there is a way to interfere with the extraordinary core.

In other words, activate the extraordinary core, and use an external device to release the spells in the extraordinary core when the monster is dead. "

What Mo Lan thought of was the altar cast by the little devil. After thinking about it for a while, he immediately began to use the laboratory facilities to rebuild the altar.

Mo Lan's constant spell model originated from the internal structure of the altar. When I first studied it, I zoomed in and zoomed out thousands of times, and every inch of the altar's structure was basically clear.

After a while, an identical altar appeared in front of Mo Lan again. At the top of the altar, there was a conical depression, which could just fit half an extraordinary core.

Embed the extraordinary core in his hand, exactly half of it is in the altar, and it is usually exposed outside.

"Connect to the element pool, close the path, import the gold element... activate!"

hum!

A layer of golden light appeared on the extraordinary core. Mo Lan used her mental power to investigate, but was surprised to find it.

When the extraordinary core was activated, a closed passage on it was opened, and Mo Lan's spiritual power could easily penetrate into it.

Feeling the structure inside, Mo Lan pondered for a moment and used his mental power to lock the trace of the remnant soul.

As soon as the thought came up, the remnant soul cooperated very well and released the spell on the corner of a table.

"So obedient? Can it imprint the spirit?"

Mo Lan felt a little different, a little moved, but still shook her head.

"No, although this remnant soul is stronger than the beast's mental power, I'm afraid it still can't bear my spiritual brand.

Unless.....tamp it up a bit. "

Mo Lan suddenly came up with a whimsical idea, and he did what he said, spreading out his spiritual power bit by bit, and took the initiative to fuse with this strand of remnant soul.

Slowly, the remnant soul became stronger little by little, but it was just an increase in strength, the essence was still the same wisp of remnant soul, without any change.

But this was enough, Mo Lan slowly formed a spiritual brand, blended in along this passage, and tentatively formed a spiritual brand on the outside of the remnant soul.

The next moment, the remnant soul was entangled tightly by the net-shaped mental imprint. As soon as Mo Lan thought, the remnant soul would move accordingly, without any resistance or pause.

This smooth feeling and the feeling of being driven like an arm made Mo Lan very comfortable.

He felt he was on the right path.

As long as he finds a way to apply the whole set of procedures just now to a living Warcraft, he may be able to successfully control it.

But at this time, he also discovered a point.

"All my attention was concentrated on how the spell model was engraved on the altar, and my attention was on the technology of inscription.

However, no further research has been done on the spell model engraved on the altar itself.

What is the effect of this spell model?How did it activate the "dead" extraordinary core and release its spells?

Can this kind of spell model be miniaturized? If I can form it directly in the mind of the monster, wouldn't I be able to directly open a channel for spiritual power, let my spiritual imprint pass through it, and imprint it directly on the soul of the monster? "

Mo Lan fell into deep thought, but her heart gradually became hot.

Chapter 198 "Anything else?"

"If I bypass the layer of protection of the extraordinary core, the mental power of monsters below the elite level should be at my disposal."

Mo Lan looked at the extraordinary core on the altar, and penetrated into the stone altar with spiritual power, sensing the operation of the spell model in the altar bit by bit.

"Well, it's wonderful. In terms of complexity alone, this should have passed the threshold of the fourth-ring spell, and it belongs to the elite level."

Mo Lan calmed down, and began to sort out the structure and nodes of the spell model bit by bit, and studied bit by bit. She didn't know how long it had been, but suddenly she was taken aback and looked down at the floor.

"Huh? Didn't Zhao Hua go back to the guild to study his profession urgently?

How did you come here? "

Looking at Zhao Hua's smiling face, Mo Lan suddenly had a guess in his heart.

"Could it be a success?"

Standing at the foot of the mage's tower, Zhao Hua was smiling all over his face, carrying a small black coffin behind him. The corners of the coffin were covered with a thick layer of steel, shining coldly, making the coffin look a little different in an instant up.

"Oh, Zhao Hua, what do you want to do? Give your president a funeral?"

Zou Peng passing by pretended to be surprised and said, Zhao Hua waved his hands with a smile.

"No, no, new research results, I plan to show the president."

Zou Peng raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"New job?"

"Huh? You know what?"

When Zou Peng heard the words, he immediately realized that he had guessed right, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"You all know a little about such a big movement, but not much.