Chapter 153 153. The Baron Surrenders, Thorn Cultivation Method (5K)
The two Holy Light Clovers were filled to the brim again.
Fortunately, this time they have the radiant power provided by the mushrooms, so they will not wither like last time.
"These springs can be used. If you can't raise sea fish, it would be good to raise some freshwater fish."
He lightly touched two Holy Light Clovers and thought about what to do. Take advantage of the spring water inside.
It’s definitely a waste if you don’t use it.
If he wants to use it, he plans to see if he can build a building somewhere to fix the fog, and then dig a channel directly to the bottom of the sea so that dolphins and other fish can come at any time Help him on the shore.
There is also the possibility of raising freshwater fish, and perhaps some marine magic plants... These need to be tested to see if they work.
After a while, he glanced at the lotus leaf and found that the water flowing out of the lotus leaf had changed from blue to very pure water.
It also exudes a strange fragrant smell and white water vapor, and it is actually hot.
"What kind of water is this?" He took a little with his mage's hand, observed it in front of his eyes, and sniffed it with his nose.
The taste is quite fragrant, but the magic power inside does not seem to be sufficient, and I don't notice any special magic power.
It looks like a very ordinary hot spring water with aroma.
"This is also a transformation of faith, it can't be that simple."
"Well, it shouldn't be poisonous."
He removed the mage's hand , gently touched these "gurgling" springs with his fingers.
“Huh?”
The feeling when you touch it with your fingers... is actually a little sticky, like that kind of glue, and more like the kind of plasticine or crystal mud you used to knead. Feel.
As he injected a little bit of magic power, these springs actually became harder and harder.
"Injecting magic power will cause this, so what if I inject more magic power?" He tried to inject more magic power.
The crimson magic power gradually filled this small water ball, and its structure became more stable and solid due to the filling of magic power.
In the end, it turned into a hard water balloon.
Throwing it to the ground will even make the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. If it were not said to be a water ball, I would have thought it was an iron ball disguised as a ball.
Kloya hit it a few times like a basketball, and suddenly felt weird. Could this thing become strong?
He wanted to ask the angel, but the latter had already covered his body with his wings as a quilt and was sleeping soundly.
It's obviously not a good thing to disturb people's sleep, so he can only figure out the function of this thing by himself.
“Since you are so hard, can you withstand the attacks of magic and weapons?”
He took a ball of spring water, made it into a long piece about 2 centimeters, and then took it out casually He picked up a long sword and stabbed it.
This sword is made of holy white iron, and it also has magic power to temper the edge. In a sense, it is already half a magic weapon.
If it were used to pierce common armor, it would only require force at most, but if you pierce it, you can't move forward at all.
It's like piercing a thick steel plate, with no tendency to penetrate at all.
"Is it so strong?"
Cloya used his fingers hard to give himself a giant strength spell. Now he has the strength to lift tons of objects with his bare hands.
The result——
“Bang!”
The poor sword collapsed under his weight, shattered and broke, and flew out. He almost got in the way of the Kababmons who were grazing peacefully on the side.
"Not bad, but what about magic?"
His eyes lit up and he tried throwing a few more fireballs. These fireballs had no special ingredients and were just ordinary fireballs.
It is very ordinary to him, but if it is placed outside, it must be a fireball that can only be cast by a level 5 or above mage.
One, two...
The fireball hit the water board. It could withstand it at first, but it finally couldn't bear it when it hit the third one. The water instantly disintegrated and was evaporated by the flames.
It is not easy to hold on to three fireballs.
"This can be used as armor. It is light, but strong..."
Cloya nodded, collected all the spring water, and then brought the four-leaf clover. , bamboo and Gopher wood harp, and left here quickly.
As for the lotus leaves, let them stay here.
He quickly left the lake, stood on the ground, and looked up at the sky.
The bright sunshine is shining wantonly, but the surrounding dark clouds are already showing signs of gradually gathering here. It is estimated that the sky will continue to be obscured by dark clouds before long.
There is no way around this. After all, the magic power in the Gopher Wood has been almost exhausted. It is impossible to recreate it again, and it is too conspicuous.
He walked slowly, with the bamboo tree jumping behind him. It had been a long time since he had walked in the sunshine like this.
The ground is very clean, thanks to the fact that he has been asking his farm servants to clear away the snow, so even if the sun comes out now, there is not much water.
It's very comfortable to walk and you can enjoy the sunshine.
Sunshine is the source of his magic power. Hanjiao Island has been blocked by the sun for a long time, and now the sunshine that suddenly shines is very full of magic power.
What's more, now he can absorb three kinds of magic!
Almost every second, the magic of sunlight poured into his body, even causing the sunlight to distort, as if countless rays of sunlight were actively rushing towards him and converging into his body.
The sun surrounded him and shone brightly.
Because he wanted to enjoy the sunshine, he simply walked over.
First we solved the problem of the baron, and by the way, we engrave the star crystal turtle, and finally we went to see the condition of those who were being tortured.
It’s time for the apprentices to go out and practice.
......
Just like that, after walking slowly for a while, he met some serfs.
These people were happily picking up the fish on the ground that had not had time to return to the sea. After seeing him, the smiles on their faces disappeared and they quickly knelt down respectfully.
"Master Mage!"
Their expressions were a little uneasy.
Logically speaking, these fish belong to Croya.
"The harvest is not bad." He did not embarrass these serfs. Since being able to pick up fish was considered lucky, he would not embarrass them because of this trivial matter.
He glanced at the fish they picked up, and suddenly noticed a jar in the hand of a little girl, which contained a strange jellyfish.
The jellyfish floated quietly in the water in the jar. Under the sunlight, it actually changed into an orange-red color, full of vitality.
‘Glory Jellyfish. ’
Cloya glanced at its astral body out of habit, but was surprised to find that its astral body was unusually simple.
The astral body of this thing does not even have a fixed position. It is floating inside the jellyfish's body, exuding extremely simple consciousness.
"So comfortable."
"Sunshine."
"I really want to bask in the sun like this all the time."
It is really rare for a jellyfish to want to bask in the sun.
Hmm...wait.
This thing is actually a level three monster?
Kloya, who didn't take it seriously at first, was surprised. A level three monster was captured by an ordinary person. This thing should be renamed salted fish jellyfish.
In this stunned moment, the jellyfish seemed to feel something, and actually flew out of the bucket, with airflow spurting out from its tentacles.
"Whoosh——"
It flew straight towards Croya, then lay on top of him, directly forming a ball, and began to absorb the surrounding sunlight.
The sunlight entered its body and gradually filled it.
It soon became like a golden ball, exuding a halo, and even looked a little bit sacred.
This is different from the sunflower and the big-mouthed magic flower. This guy directly stores the sunlight in it, including all the magic power contained in the sunlight.
It is not simply about absorbing magic power like the first two.
"Is it a natural magic beast?" Croya glanced at it.
I suddenly thought that if I could find more jellyfish, I could send them to a place with the sun, absorb the magic power, and then bring them back.
I don’t know how long this wind and snow will last. I can’t not practice during this period. If I can get more sunshine, I can store it and use it at any time.
After Croya finished thinking, he said to the little girl:
"This jellyfish seems to like me very much. I took it. If you want anything else, I can give it to you. ”
He is not a bad person. He just robs other people’s children’s pets. Besides, he is in a good mood at the moment.
The little girl looked at Croya timidly. Her parents' eyes lit up, but they did not force her to make any request.
"Sir..."
She plucked up the courage to speak: "If you want to keep it, can I help you take care of it? I will take it out to bask in the sun every day."
"Oh." The corner of Croya's mouth raised: "Okay, you go find Elena. If you can learn something, I will let you take care of them." A very simple promise.
Anyway, if someone is willing to work, he is eager to do so.
If this little girl can really learn some knowledge, then he wouldn't mind letting her help him manage the upcoming jellyfish swarm.
After saying that, he continued to walk and left.
The parents of the little girl were crying and laughing while holding their children - this was the lord's promise, and they could get a promise from the lord...
They were almost crazy with joy.
...
Since Croya was walking and shopping, it was already half an hour before he arrived at the Lotus Guest House.
He came straight to the front of the baron's room.
The baron's men were resting against the wall outside the room. After seeing him coming, they quickly got up and opened the door.
"Master Mage, please come in!"
These people should have received the Baron's instructions to submit to Croya, so facing Croya is more difficult than facing the Baron. Respectfully.
But Croya always felt strange.
This is my own territory, why do I treat him like a guest?
He took a look at these people with bloodshot eyes, who were obviously sleep deprived. He shook his head and said, "You should go and have a rest. It is absolutely safe here."
Since The Baron is basically his people, so these loyal men are also his people, so they can't be allowed to get through and cause damage to their bodies.
After saying that, he used magic power to push open the door, walked in calmly, and then did not forget to close the door.
After the people outside looked at each other, they went to rest obediently - the Baron said before that everything must be listened to by Cloya.
Besides, they are indeed too tired.
Cloya, who had already entered the room, felt the people outside leaving, nodded with satisfaction, and looked at the Baron.
The baron sat on the bed. The severe pain prevented him from sleeping at all. The thorns were still growing in his flesh and blood. This feeling was really painful.
"Master Mage..."
Baron Kemoye reluctantly opened his eyes. Even a tough man could not bear the pain, and there was a hint of pleading in his eyes.
Cloya walked over and said seriously: "I can help you, but if you accept my magic power, you will never be able to escape."
His last time Asked: "Are you really ready to surrender to me?"
His answer was a simple sentence: "I am ready."
Since the Baron couldn't sleep, his men told him everything that had just happened, including the sun, the sea fog, and the fish.
Now he is absolutely in awe of Croya.
People always want to be strong, especially those like him who want to work hard to climb up. It is a good choice to seek refuge with Croya. If he hesitates, will Croya want him in the future? Not necessarily anymore.
"Okay."
Cloya nodded, took out the Gopher harp, and gently plucked the golden string.
“!”
Clear and elegant music sounded.
The golden sunshine flowed along with the music, and strands of it surrounded the Baron's body. Each piece of music corresponded to a thorn.
This music seems to come from ancient times. Although it is clear and elegant, it also has an unchanging meaning.
The special golden note appeared from his magic power, scattering golden dust around the baron, looking like an elf blessing.
"..."
The baron looked at the note with a dazed expression and a very familiar feeling.
As the magic power continues to flow out, even the magic power of those white thorns cannot resist the magic power coming from "Eternal Hymn".
It was quickly dyed golden.
But Croya can feel that at most they will temporarily turn golden for a moment, and they are still gradually eating away at the golden magic power.
Of course it is not that easy for a creature that comes from the divine power of the God of Order to be assimilated.
Fortunately, he did not intend to use his magic power to transform these thorns. He pressed them while communicating with them with his consciousness.
“Obey!”
“Obey!”
His consciousness is unprecedentedly domineering, and along with the magic power that represents eternity, it suppresses these overly cheerful thoughts. thorns.
To be honest, he really didn't understand. They were clearly created by the power of the God of Order, but why these Thorns of Justice were so out of control, like a group of naughty children.
And they are different from the ones we got before. Although their names are the same, the consciousness and magic power in the astral body are completely different.
They are now helping the Baron gather his strength regardless, but they ignore whether the Baron can bear it.
Although these thorns will wither after seven days, all the power in the Baron's body will also disappear as they wither.
After enduring the pain, the thorns are gone... This is really not worth the gain.
So what Croya has to do now is to prevent them from disappearing, suppress them at the same time, and make them obedient.
He thought to himself: ‘Is this what these things are like, so they need the divine power of order to suppress them? ’
He thinks this possibility is quite high.
It seems reasonable for order to suppress these naughty thorns.
After about five or six minutes, those naughty thorns finally had to obey Croya’s order and sent out their consciousness:
"We are obedient!"
"Don't do it again!"
Cloya suddenly felt like he was bullying a child, and the consciousness of these thorns was still pitiful.
The thorns began to shrink spontaneously, surrounding the Baron's blood vessels and veins and staying there obediently. They were not trying desperately to draw strength, nor were they digging around.
It stands to reason that it is completed now.
However, in order to avoid accidents, Croya chose to imprint a magic on them.
The golden note is deeply engraved in the center of all the thorns' astral bodies, which not only provides them with magic power, prevents them from disappearing, but also restricts their movement.
And there is another most important function...it is a mark made of Croya's magic power, which can be detonated at any time as long as Croya wants.
It can be said that these thorns of justice now, even if someone wants to use them to do bad things, they have to bypass Croya's golden magic power first.
That is not an easy task.
The quality of golden magic power is so high that even divine power cannot destroy it.
The things he once worried about no longer seem threatening.
[The engraving is completed, the Thorn of Justice (Eternal Croya’s spiritual consciousness)]
[This magic plant will not disappear. 】
【This magical plant will completely obey the instructions of the parasitized person, and will actively rescue the parasitized person when the latter loses consciousness. 】
After completing this engraving, the Baron stood up and took off all the silver armor on his body. He looked at his body in surprise-
Wheat-colored muscles It looked very strong, smooth and flawless, without any appearance of being overgrown with thorns like before, and not even a single scar was left.
"Are they really obedient?"
The Baron tried to summon the Thorn Sword, and this time it was very easy. The magic power of the thorns gathered in his palm, forming a long sword.
There was no pain at all during this period.
After waving the long sword a few times, he knelt down on one knee excitedly towards Croya: "Sir, thank you Master Mage for helping me!"
"I will tell you now what my ancestors taught me. !”
“What are you going to tell me?”
When Croya was wondering, he saw a thorn growing on the baron’s forehead, and then it fell off. Come down.
The baron presented the thorns to Cloya: "It's all inside, you just need to read it!"
"Oh?" Croya blinked and took the thorns. , I tried to sense it with my mental power, and a fighting qi cultivation method using thorns of justice as magic power immediately appeared in my mind.
At the same time, there is also a set of sword skills and the magic to summon the Sword of Thorns.
After he finished reading, he couldn't help but be surprised by this inheritance, because the upper limit of this... actually has no upper limit. As long as he keeps cultivating, he can continue to be promoted.
Kloya immediately decided to let the knight apprentices also learn this fighting spirit training method. It just so happened that he still had the mother plant of the Thorn of Justice.
This thing is much better than the fighting spirit training method given by the Mage Association, both in terms of combat power and upper limit.
Only this level of training can ensure that his subordinates can keep up with him and not become useless people who are unable to assist him.
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