Chapter 184 183. The Gospel of Knights
In a deserted hollow in Xie Dong City, a shadow appeared, and then the figure of Su Hong condensed.
He opened his palm, and there lay a dark sword blade quietly on it.
"It is said that the blade of Soul Song is made of soul and can cut through disasters. What does this mean..."
He planned to catch a few disaster creatures to test them out.
Su Hong went deep into the hollow and soon encountered a mud soldier made of mud and bones.
"Ahhh!"
The mud soldiers howled and rushed over.
Su Hong frowned, the test subject he wanted was not this kind of creature.
He punched it away, and the entire mud soldier exploded, and the mud covered the wall.
These muds seemed to be the true bodies of the mud soldiers. They were squirming on the wall, trying to get back together, but they were scattered everywhere and lost their vitality after not squirming for a while.
Su Hong wanted to continue moving forward, but several more mud soldiers rushed out from the depths.
He stepped forward quickly, condensing his soul power, holding the broken blade and swiping forward, quickly cutting the two mud soldiers in half.
"Well……"
The Mud Soldiers fell to the ground, trying to regroup.
Su Hong just wanted to continue taking action, but after seeing what happened next, he stopped abruptly.
On the ground, the mud soldiers who had been cut in half tried to come together, but the place cut by Su Hong seemed to be cursed, and no matter how they squirmed, they could not heal.
"Huh? Is this the effect of the soul song?" Su Hong looked surprised.
He continued to cut the Mud Soldier a few more times with the Shard Blade. The cut parts of the Mud Soldier could not even be healed.
Su Hong continued to explore the depths of the cave and captured a few monsters for experiments. A few hours later, he came to a result - their souls were directly cut off by the Shard Blade.
The magical thing about this broken blade is that when it is triggered, the target of the attack will change from the body to the soul, and even the magic released by various disaster abilities can cut it.
Theoretically speaking, all kinds of poisonous fog, ice, snow, shadow and other magic are extensions of the soul. It is not surprising that the song of the soul can cut off magic.
"So this is what it means to cut off the disaster." Su Hong's eyes lit up slightly.
This ability may seem ordinary, but for a knight it is a magical skill!
What are the advantages of knights? They have strong bodies and strong survivability... but their shortcomings are also obvious. They are easily killed by black sun magicians who control all kinds of long-range magic.
The incredible thing about the Song of Soul is that it can directly point to the essence of the soul, cut through all kinds of magic, and prevent magic from getting close.
If he meets Melanie again, he can cut open the magic illusion she created and break free from it.
The Broken Blade alone has this effect. No wonder the Order is so obsessed with finding fragments of the Song of Souls. Even if they are not used for special purposes, they are still artifacts worth finding.
Su Hong said sternly: "I am also half a paladin's apprentice, and I should inherit the song of the soul."
"The cult dares to covet my treasures. I need to teach them a lesson."
There are still more than ten days left before the Protz family incident, so Su Hong is in no hurry to act immediately. After the experiment was over, he left the hole and returned to Shengshi, where he got the alchemy materials used to make the shrinking potion from Wang Chengzhi.
It is worth mentioning that there is a research institute specializing in alchemy and pharmacies in the alliance. Although they have not seen the formula of shrinking pharmacies, due to the accumulation of previous technology and applications, after spending a lot of manpower, they can be regarded as reluctantly. He gathered together twenty ingredients for making potions.
"Twenty potions is not too much. At least half of them will be consumed for practice making. It is not too much to say the least. After all, a behemoth like the Alliance Research Institute can only gather so many materials in a short period of time."
In the next few days, Su Hong moved the rice cooker and other tools used to practice making potions to the spider lair, and devoted himself to studying the making of shrinking potions.
A week has passed quickly, and the Immortal Blade is still stranded in the Xie Dong Shelter. There has been no order to release it. It seems that the situation is even more pessimistic than imagined.
Su Hong heard that the Alliance had plans to move the people in the Elk Mansion shelter to the Dawn Gathering Area. It was obvious that they discovered something was wrong with the Elk Mansion in that recording.
However, this was also his intention, to properly expose some of the forces of the cult so that the alliance would be alert and clear the battlefield in advance for him to go to the Elk Mansion to settle accounts with the group of cultists in a few days. It can be said that everything is still with him. within control.
Inside the spider's lair, a diesel generator hums, converting fuel into electricity and delivering it to the chambers of the cave.
Placed in the center of the room is a huge electric hot pot. Technology can not only change life, but also change alchemy. Compared with open flame cooking, the advantages of electric hot pot are obvious. There will be no ash produced, and it is easy to control the temperature accurately...
Beside the cauldron, several spiders the size of human faces were waiting to help carry materials and throw large pieces of bark into it.
Su Hong stirred the bubbling soup, and the tough bark miraculously melted into it. After a few minutes, he turned off the electric hot pot, the soup gradually cooled, and the liquid floating on it turned from turbid black to lighter and lighter.
"Philip, help me pull the screen."
Su Hong directly raised the medicine pot and poured the dark unknown substance into the gauze.
As the gauze was tightened, a magical scene occurred, and a clear liquid of transparent color separated from the black substance.
The little spiders lined up and raised the potion bottles. Su Hong took the potion bottles and filled three bottles.
Press the cork, shake the clear liquid, and the game jumps out with its message.
"Inferior shrinking potion (excellent + potion): A potion inspired by the transformation of a shrinking weasel. It was made by an unknown alchemical pharmacist. It can shrink the body of a living thing to ten times its original size."
If he remembered correctly, the shrinking potion refined by Anna was a complete fine + potion, and the shrinking effect was a hundred times, but his was much worse.
"In the end, these three bottles of potion were produced from twenty materials. No wonder the threshold for alchemy and medicine is so high. Just training apprentices will consume a lot of resources."
He plans to keep one of these three bottles of medicine for himself, and give the other two bottles to Wang Chengzhi and Anna.
"Speaking of which, the evacuation of people at the Elk Mansion Shelter should have already begun, so it's time for me to take action."
"But before that, let's clean up the trouble first."
Su Hong turned off the generator and followed the spider silk floor to the center of the spider lair.
Two or three months have passed since he started cultivating the cans. The spider army has been growing, and the disaster level of the cans has also exceeded level 27.
But his target today is not the can, but the spider defender who has gained the power of blasphemy.
"Mom?" Can Can saw Su Hong walking out of the room, climbed onto his hand, and stood on his shoulder.
"Can, bring back the Defenders."
(End of chapter)