Night Crow Master Chapter 107
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When he uses psychic and psionic magic, he needs to estimate and measure it by himself . If one accidentally uses too much mental power, it is good to faint as he did when the first two inscriptions are engraved . If a spiritual whirlpool vibrates, the soul will be destroyed .
In other words, what is the soul like? Like a ghost? No, ghosts should be spirits polluted by negative energy . They can survive by negative energy, but they are different from normal souls .
Thinking of this, Yat took a breath and stepped out of meditation .
And after he had withdrawn from meditation, Yat found promi standing on the ground, his dark blue eyes, the same color as his body, were staring at him .
Art lifted the shield from promi’s heart —
“the meditation is over! I don’t know if he will agree . If I call him master, will he be more happy? ”
Promise what?
Art looks at it in disbelief .
Then, Prometheus raised his wings and said, “Lord and master, can you give me a body, or can you use a shapeshift . . .
body? Quasispecies?
Then Yat saw that his crow’s face showed a flattering smile .
. . . to tell you the truth, it was the first time that he saw this expression on the crow’s face . There was no sense of humor, but a strange feeling .
“Want the body of a shapeshift?” Art stood up, and the crow servants around him flapped their wings and spread . Two more flew over his shoulders . They called out their wings and stood up straight .
“Yes, yes!” Promi nodded repeatedly, a gesture of complete submission, which made it difficult for Yat to connect it with the previous image .
“Yes . ” Art’s left hand touches his right shoulder, and the crow jumps on his index finger .
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When he heard Yat’s words, promi was ready to fly to the place where the mimes were, and carefully selected one . However, at this moment, Yat’s voice rang out:
“but –”
promi immediately stopped, and he turned his head bitterly: “should we not repent?”
Am I that kind of person?
Listening to the other party’s voice, Yat could not help feeling a little funny, but then the smile disappeared . He could not see any expression on his face:
“can necromancer revive ordinary creatures?”
He didn’t forget that Prometheus had the Necromancer’s memory and magic, but he couldn’t get it through the Raven mage .
As he said this, he looked at his left hand all the time, not at the crow combing his feathers . His eyes fell on the ring of his pinkie .
“Ordinary creatures?” Prometheus was a little stunned, but he still obediently explained, “these human souls are too weak to absorb the free energy in the environment . The soul will dissipate in one day . The corpse whose soul has dissipated can only be used as the lowest level of zombies if they are resurrected by using necromancy . Only when the soul is not completely dissipated, can they pollute the soul with negative energy, Only the corpse can retain the original thinking ability . ”
Do you want me to revive those humans? Although the soul has not yet dissipated, I have released my control when he . . . Was destroyed by his master . Although those souls are still in the corpse, they are not completely dissipated, but the quality of the corpse repaired by autopsy is too poor . . .
this is also the reason why promi did not choose to ask for human corpses . Besides worrying about the master’s refusal, it was also because of the corpse Its quality is too low . Compared with the phantoms that have been manipulated until now, the corpse has been maintained all the time . Moreover, the shapeshift’s ability to deform is more suitable for it – the spirit body is also an amorphous existence . Compared with the human body, the body that can change the form of the mimetic is more suitable for it .
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” . . . what about the smaller creatures?”
Smaller creatures? Isn’t it human? Promi blinked:
“if it wasn’t a magic thing, the soul of a wolf sized beast would be completely dissipated in two to three hours . . . ”
as he said this, he looked at the crow servants around Yat, seemed to understand something, and was silent:
“if it’s a bird, it will dissipate in about half an hour . . . ”
after explaining, promi looked Silent art, a little uneasy, there is a sentence it did not say, that is, the dissipation of the soul, any space props can not be stopped, only with special materials, or with negative energy or some other ability to pollute, resulting in the change of the nature of the soul, can be preserved . . . .
but promi did not dare to say, it has detected the master’s Some things, if said, may not come to a good end . . . .
however, it did not think that all of its psychological words to art are like his speaking close to his ear .
After two minutes of silence, art glanced at it . “You go . ”
When he was instructed, Prometheus left immediately, fearing that art would repent . And art sighs as Prometheus flies to the phantoms .
“Half an hour . . . ” Art’s right hand rubbed the ring on his little finger, and his mood was a little complicated . . .
promi’s words undoubtedly defeated his last hope .
No, no . . . Prometheus only has the knowledge of lv8’s necromancer . A more powerful necromancer might be able to do this . Apocalypse may not be able to do it, and Apocalypse can’t do it . There will be a way .
“Gloria . . . ” Yat clenched his fist .
What he has to do is to become stronger, and there will certainly be hope in the future . As long as he is strong enough, only in this way can he revive Gloria, jump out of the chessboard and return to the original world .
The essence of psychic power is the power that is transformed from mental power through meditation . It comes from the wizard itself . The wizard’s meditation method is based on blue blood, and only the blue blood can practice it .
Other casters, like Elven bards, are also because of the spirit’s blood, and they can activate the elements of the environment through spiritual force .
The necromancer pollutes the blood vessels with negative energy from the outside world to get the blood vessels similar to the dead spirit . Then, they can use the negative energy to cast the Necromancer’s magic .
Devil warlocks and devil warlocks also use various means to implant the power from the abyss and hell into the blood, and call the devil and the devil through the blood .
From this point of view, sorcerers, necromancers, demon warlocks and other casters are very similar, but all originate from different beings .
Art’s eyes scanned the description of the corpse poet’s skills, and then on the last few skills of the night wizard . These skills are similar to the description of Necromancy . . .
you can try to analyze the necromancy in the future . . . The existence of Prometheus is very useful .
And just then, in the direction of the goblins gathering, Prometheus sounded .
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