Chapter 897 Forging begins
At this moment, Lyon was no longer interested in the old man's muttering.
Feeling the dead and cold, but inexplicably familiar aura emitted by Emma, Lyon couldn't help but be stunned.
After realizing his own changes, Emma's expression couldn't help but feel a little confused. Then she subconsciously raised her head and cast a slightly helpless look at Lyon.
"I'm..."
"You are a good thing! A great thing!"
Before Lyon could answer, the three generations of old men behind him spoke first, and gave him a thumbs up and praised in surprise:
"Although you have a little bad attitude towards choosing men, your talent in the power of death is really high, and your understanding of death is obviously different from that of ordinary people! Well... Let's take a look."
After reaching out and touching her arms twice, taking out a dirty reading glasses and putting them on, the third-generation director scratched the back of his head, which was a little alopecia areata, and said without surprise:
"You child's bloodline is bound to death. He is born with several fragments of [death] power. If his ancestors count up, at least eight or nine witch-level psychics should have been released before and after, and all the fragments of power have been passed down to you."
"A psychic medium at the level of the Great Witch?"
"It's the kind of human psychic who relies on practicing the secret techniques of the court for many years and has a little understanding of the corresponding power."
After looking back at Lyon with a surprised face, the old man from the third generation explained:
"Although those big psychics seriously fail to meet the standards in terms of strength, only at 20 to 30 points, they have not had a bad understanding of power because they practice the secret method of the court for many years, and they can basically cross the threshold of the true god.
People like them who have touched the threshold of the True God in power are similar to those in the Thirteen Royal Family, and can pass on the fragments of their power to part of their descendants in their blood. ”
After explaining the bloodline problem, the old man of the third generation turned around and looked at Emma again, then nodded and said with a clear look:
"And apart from your talent, your acquired experience is also...well... basically, you are companionship with death throughout the whole process, and you will never be able to get away from it.
Not only was he targeted by the Lord of the Death Realm very early, but he gave birth to children who could naturally overcome life and death, but later he witnessed and experienced a large number of deaths. Even the awakened abnormal objects are related to death, and they often live and die at any time... After so many things accumulate, you should indeed have some experience. ”
"Your Excellency the Third Generation!"
Fearing that if the third generation of old men continue to say something, it will touch on the overly painful experiences of Senior Emma, Lyon quickly spoke:
"Senior Emma is like this now, there will be no danger, right?"
"What danger can she have?"
The old man from the third generation couldn't help but sneer:
"Don't worry, I said everything before, this time it's a good thing.
We humans basically cannot surpass death. Even people as strong as me have to die, and they usually only experience death once in their lives. Therefore, there are very few people who can understand the power of death, and those psychics only control the fragments of death.
However, the power of death itself is "great". Even if you only understand one or two dozen, it is enough to support a true god-level master of the death realm. Her current situation is equivalent to a living master of the death realm.
With her potential, when she dies one day, if you can kill another Lord of the Death Realm and free up her position, she can almost get on the right track. ”
Senior Emma... Go to the throne as the master of the dead world? After looking at Emma with a complicated expression, when Lyon was about to continue asking, he heard the position of the iron pot behind him, and a sharp metal deformation creaking suddenly sounded.
"Ouch! My pot!"
Looking at the men and women who fell out of the pot after overthrowing it, the third-generation director couldn't help but stomp his feet, and ran back and shouted with heartache:
"Whatever you squeeze! Will you die if you come out one by one? My pot is cracked!"
"Sorry, the third generation."
After rectifying the somewhat messy outer robe, there were a lot of yellow mud on the temples. Looking at the rather embarrassed Sagittarius director stood up and explained:
"Even though the Gate of the Dead has been occupied by Lyon, the Dead Realm is the territory of the Lords of the Dead Realm after all. It is not easy to come in without disturbing them so many people. We can only follow the mirror world channel opened by Lyon and steal..."
"Okay, okay, it's not my business, why did you come in."
The explanation of Sagittarius Director was roughly interrupted. The old man from the third generation looked at the Taurus Director who stood up with the tombstone and said impatiently:
"Where is the thing! Hurry up! Take it out and let me take a look! Your level is not good, don't mess up the materials for me!"
I knew it would be this...
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
After hearing the rude comments from the old man of the third generation, the Taurus Director, who had always been kind, couldn't help rolling his eyes at him, then raised his hand and threw a small pocket embroidered with lotus leaves, and then patiently reminded him:
"Three generations of masters, I have done all the preliminary processing. There is nothing to pay attention to in other materials, except that Pillar God. Compared with other true gods, it..."
"Its fluctuations are more special. No matter how suppressed, they cannot match other materials, so either the 'basin' or the 'embellishment' must be handled separately... What you can understand clearly, can I not know?"
“…”
"Okay, there's no need to say this kind of nonsense, let's leave it to me later!"
After reaching out and pulling open the rope in the small pocket, looking at the forty true gods who were neatly gathered inside, the old man of the third generation laughed so much that he even bared his teeth and said with a happy look:
"The materials are quite well processed, so I'll start doing it now. Just watch others... except you!"
When he said this, the old man of the third generation seemed to remember something, and quickly tied his bag and hid it in his arms. Then he turned his head and looked at Lyon behind him, pointing to the distance with a vigilant look on his face.
"Stand far away! It's better to stand directly behind the tree! You must never get close to my pot!"
“…”
Looking at the third generation old man's expression of thief, Lyon's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.
You old... Director, I got those dozens of true gods, but you treated me like that?
"Go and go, go quickly!"
Seeing Lyon standing there, it seemed that he didn't want to move, the third generation old man couldn't help but take a step back, as if he was afraid of being stained with something dirty. He chased the person again nervously:
"Your secret technique is learned... Anyway, I feel unsure when you are by my side! My secret method of forging is all-hearted. If you get too close, it will easily affect my performance!"
(This chapter ends)