Chapter 177 Two medals, forcing the devil to confess (3K)
The innate witchcraft of the fourth-level wizard is quite similar to the minor magical powers of the foundation-building monk.
The difference is that as the realm increases, minor magical powers will automatically advance to magical powers, and even major magical powers. No matter what realm a monk reaches, he can keep up with the pace of growth.
The improvement of innate witchcraft requires the wizard to spend various resources and actively upgrade. If there is no corresponding high-level witchcraft, it needs to be re-deduced, which is extremely difficult.
But it also has the advantage that it can be activated at will, and it consumes very little witchcraft power.
Li Qing sinks his mind into the big banyan tree and touches the crystal that represents the innate witchcraft of "transcending the souls of grievances."
This witchcraft is similar to the tree shepherd meditation method. While transcending all kinds of wronged souls, it can also receive gifts from the will of the world.
Li Qing couldn't help but be stunned: "Well, why do you have an inexplicable sense of déjà vu?"
Because he was in the evil wizard's lair and it was not suitable to stay for a long time, Li Qing did not have much experience with level four. The beauty of the realm draws attention to other things in the house.
He flicked his fingers, and the spiritual fire filled the air, burning most of the things that were invisible to the eyes and difficult to spread to ashes.
In the end, only five items were left.
One is a large pottery urn, which carries the aura of deep resentment and curse. It is regarded as a fourth-level witchcraft. It can be taken back and refined to make a side-door cursed spiritual weapon.
One is a purple flower, planted in a pottery pot, with a yin and yet not evil aura. The breath is pure and has not been contaminated by the old woman's witchcraft.
Two straw dolls, needless to say, are good materials for curses and witchcraft.
The last thing is a silver medal decorated with sapphires, exuding a strong ocean atmosphere, with a strength of about level four.
Li Qing couldn't help but was stunned. He took out a ruby box and opened it. The gold emerald medal inside exuded a faint scent of natural elements.
When the two medals came closer, a vague wave lingered between them, fleetingly.
“How many kinds of medals are scattered in the lost Boggs Witch Kingdom?”
“So many people have never understood their functions. Could it be that a whole set of medals needs to be collected to activate them? Some kind of mechanism?”
He shook his head and put the new medal into the ruby box to block the fluctuations of its fourth-level witchcraft.
Putting away the other four treasures in storage bags, Li Qing took the two elves out of the cabin.
"Huhuhu..." Hui Feng blew the spiritual fire and ignited the small wooden house made of witchwood.
Soon, raging fire soared into the sky, burning away the black mist that filled the surrounding area.
After countless years of darkness, this small swamp finally saw the light of day again.
The silvery moonlight scatters from the night sky, illuminating this small world.
The snakes, insects, rats, and ants that had been crawling around in the swamp all year round were frightened and kept digging into the soft muddy water.
Some of them even kicked their legs and feet, their whole bodies became stiff, and they gradually lost their vitality in the moonlight.
Li Qing chuckled lightly, took out the Three Treasures Tree and brushed it lightly, and the spiritual fire was extinguished.
"Pattering..." The sweet rain fell from the sky, evenly sprinkled in the swamp mud, splashing turbid water.
"Huhuhu..." The gentle wind blows gently across every inch of the land.
"Rustling..." Green grass emerged from the mud, and small flowers of various colors swayed, gradually laying out a gorgeous flower carpet.
Ona and Michelle poked their heads out of their clothes, watching this scene with starry eyes, their admiration almost overflowing.
“Cuck, go, go, go!”
“Ugh, oh, oh, oh, oh!”
“Okay, two little guys, it’s time for us to go back.” Li Qing nodded. Tapping their foreheads, Yufeng flew away from the swamp.
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When we returned to Greenbrier Castle, it was just before dawn. A thick night shrouded the earth, and there was no light at all.
Only Greenbrier Castle stands tall, with bright gemstone lamps and bronze torches outlining the castle's outline.
Li Qing sent Ona and Michelle back to the cordyceps and quietly returned to his room.
He pointed casually, and the isolation and restriction shrouded the room. Then he picked up the spirit beast bag and poured out an ugly thing.
It was the monster who called himself the devil.
Li Qing's spiritual consciousness came forward with pressure: "Who are you? Why did you appear in the deserted field in the middle of the night."
When he first saw this strange thing, Li Qing was still frightened by it. I really thought that the abyss demon was going to invade the elven world again.
Looking back now, thinking about it, the Abyss Demon has the aura of chaos, and this guy has clear logic and can speak fluent universal language, which is obviously not consistent.
The monster still had Michelle's thorns stuck on its body. At this moment, its eyes were wide open, its mouth was drooling, and it looked delirious.
The corner of Li Qing's mouth twitched, and with a flick of his true energy, he removed the rose thorn for him, and then cast Dao Qingxin's spell on it.
"Ah! Who is that despicable..." The monster woke up and was about to curse, but felt Li Qing's powerful strength and swallowed back the obscene words that followed.
Li Qing snorted coldly, and his spiritual consciousness turned into a heavy hammer, hitting it in its mind: "Where are you from? Call me quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"
The monster groaned, but still said harshly: "I am the advance sentinel of the Abyss Demon. I advise you to let me go quickly."
"Otherwise, when the Abyss comes again, you will definitely be thrown into the Hell of Sinking Fire. , be burned at the stake for a hundred years, a thousand years!" Its dark eyes kept moving, obviously thinking of ways to deal with forced confessions.
Li Qingling had a keen sense and immediately noticed: "This beast is cunning and has evil intentions. If you don't show it how powerful it is, you may not hear a few words of truth."
He then chuckled lightly. , pointing at the monster who was making up lies to himself: "I don't think you shed tears without seeing the coffin!"
As he spoke, more than a dozen rose thorns appeared around him, all of them shining with light cyan edges.
“Don’t, don’t, don’t…I…”
Before the monster finished speaking, Li Qing flicked his fingers and pricked all the rose thorns on it.
It rolled its eyes suddenly and was about to faint.
Unexpectedly, Li Qing blessed it with a spirit-boosting spell, which not only kept its mind awake, but also made its five senses more acute.
"Ahhhh..." The monster couldn't help but wail loudly, rolling over and over on the ground.
Li Qing frowned slightly, blocked its voice, and let it struggle for a long time.
After all, although Michelle's rose thorns can infinitely amplify the pain of living creatures, they will not actually cause harm. It will not cause any serious harm if it is extended for a longer period of time.
Until the morning light fades and the east turns slightly white, the servants in the castle begin to work.
Li Qing then removed the rose thorns from the monster and lifted the soundproofing ban: "Now, can you answer my question honestly?"
The monster looked at it in fear. He glanced at it and didn't even dare to look at him: "Devil, you are the real devil! Wuwuwu..."
Li Qing glared at it.
It shrank for a moment, then lowered its head: "I didn't lie. My name is Xiu Tucker, and my ancestor is really an abyss demon."
Li Qing was surprised to find that what this guy said was actually It's so true.
He couldn't help but become interested: "What's going on? Tell me in detail!"
Hugh Tucker muttered: "A thousand years ago, my human ancestors, and The demon ancestors fell into a crack in the ground together."
"Because of a coincidence, my second generation ancestor was born."
"In this way, our special group thrived in that underground crack."
Li Qing did not ask in detail about the process of "such and such". After all, the same story was used in many words. They are all described in this book.
What he was curious about was: "Since you have demon blood, why don't you have any aura of chaos on your body?"
Xiu Tucker recalled it for a while, then said slowly: "It is said that , when my second-generation ancestor was born, a strange human suddenly appeared in the cracks in the ground."
"He was powerful, but crazy, and his unfathomable power of light illuminated almost the entire crack. Bright.”
"At that time, my demonic ancestor had been influenced by my human ancestor, but the chaotic instinct originating from the abyss made it sway left and right."
"The crazy man was moved by their great love, Use the power of light to clear the chaotic will of the abyss for my demon ancestors."
Li Qing was noncommittal about the story told by Xiu Tucker.
After all, thousands of years have passed, and everything has been beautified in the evolution of time. No one knows the truth except the parties involved.
What he is concerned about is: "How did you appear near the Greenbrier Castle? Could it be that the underground crack in your house is nearby?"
Xiu Tucker hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no! The crack in our house is not here! In fact, I can't find my way home."
It looked depressed: "About half a month Before, a strong space fluctuation erupted from the ground. I accidentally fell into a space crack, and when I came back to my senses, I was already in the surface world. "
"It's different from what our family recorded. Human beings are very cruel. When they see me, they will shout and kill me.”
“I managed to avoid the guy who was chasing me today, and I was just digging some food in the ground when I was killed.” He grabbed it and pricked it with a needle. "
Speaking of this, Xiu Tucker burst into tears with grievance, and his dark and strange face became even more curious for a moment.
Li Qing sneered: "Don't sound so pitiful, do you think I can't smell the strong smell of blood on your body?"
Xiu Tucker couldn't help but froze, and his tears rolled down halfway. , stopped.
Li Qing gently tapped the armrest of the sofa and asked in a deep voice: "Have you ever eaten a human being?"
Xiu Tucker shook his head repeatedly: "The ancestors refused! He said he ate it. People will turn into real demons!"
Li Qing asked again: "Have you ever killed innocent civilians? Don't play word games with me. You should understand. I mean.”
Xiu Tucker recalled it carefully and shook his head hesitantly: "Probably not..."
Li Qingsen's strict aura relaxed.
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the room: "Dear Sir, I wonder if you are free? The Viscount would like to invite you to have breakfast together."
Li Qing snapped his fingers. Knocked out Xiu Tucker and put it into the spirit beast bag: "Wait a minute! I just have something to talk to Anderson."
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