Chapter 150 Alloy Armor

When Clown was contemplating the Golden Light Spell for the third cycle, the screams were barely audible.

Now he could not feel the pressure of despair that the evil spirit of the hourglass brought to him at that time. He calmly visualized the Golden Light Mantra twice and sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a gold and silver crystal ball containing the essence of the sun and the moon slowly rotated. The time hourglass was slightly below it, rotating around it and spinning at the same time. Three silver stars on the brass base kept shining.

A cube made of black mist appeared on the orbit of the hourglass.

The cube floats in the air at an angle, rotating on itself while revolving around the crystal ball along the trajectory of the hourglass.

Crown saw that the color of the cube was not as deep as it appeared to the outside world.

His consciousness was close to the cube, and he felt a sudden inspiration. He already understood the new spirit control ability.

The first ability is called deformation, which can be simply understood as the ability to change the shape of metal. This ability has a wide range of applications and can be used on most metals.

The second ability is called Gold Devouring, which can absorb the essence of iron or copper and store it in the body of the spirit controller.

The third ability is the application of the second ability, called Armor Solidification. It can attach the absorbed essence to the body surface to form armor to defend itself.

Klauen's consciousness left his sea of ​​knowledge. He picked up a piece of fine iron ingot and held it in his hand, then began to release his ability to transform.

This ability currently has a drawback, as it can only be used on metal that the body is touching.

The silver-grey refined iron ingot was a rectangular block, about the length of a palm and about three fingers thick. After the deformation ability was released, the hard touch of the iron ingot became soft, as if it had turned into soft plasticine. The part beyond the palm began to bend downward.

How to use this ability in battle would be left for later consideration, and Crown began to experiment with his second ability - gold-eating.

After he released his ability, the metallic texture on the surface of the fine iron ingot in his hand gradually disappeared, and the silver-gray color began to turn black.

A cool stream of air flowed up along the arms, gathered at the center of the forehead, and then disappeared.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, some small silver dots appeared on the surface of the black cube.

About five minutes later, Clown felt that there was no more airflow coming from the fine iron ingot, so he dropped the black iron ingot in his hand.

The iron ingot fell to the ground and scatter into black powder.

"Is it absorbed so thoroughly?" Crown said to himself. He dipped some powder on his fingers and rubbed it between two fingers. It felt like touching rough gravel.

His consciousness sank into the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and after seeing the tiny, pitiful results, he grinned silently.

His consciousness left the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and he released the ability to condense armor. He could freely control the location of the release of the ability, and a silver line with the thickness of a hair and the length of a fingernail appeared on the index finger of his right hand.

There is still a long way to go. Clown gave a wry smile and summoned a golden wall to check his proficiency in spirit control.

[Spirit Controlling Technique: 2208/3000; Level 1]

After memorizing the current proficiency number in his mind, he continued to release his gold-devouring ability.

After three hours of continuously releasing his abilities, he felt he could no longer sustain it. Only a small half of the fine iron ingot was left, so he summoned the golden wall once again.

[Spirit Controlling Technique: 2393/3000; Level 1]

Three hours only increased proficiency by 85 points, but it was much more cost-effective than using the time hourglass to increase proficiency.

The current effect of the first-level soul-controlling technique is to slightly enhance the power of the detained evil spirits and reduce consumption. At this moment, Clown fully understands the pain of wanting to advance in his profession as a soul-controller. The soul-controlling technique needs to be improved through hard work, and the ability to control souls must also be improved before it can be considered advanced.

In the final analysis, the art of controlling spirits is equivalent to an extra skill plug-in for him, and its effect is to increase the energy utilization rate of evil spirits.

His proficiency in spirit control improved again, and he felt that without taking the sand of time into consideration, the duration of bullet time was about four seconds longer.

Crown stood up, stretched his arms and legs in the room for a while, then chanted the Golden Light Mantra for five cycles to restore some of his tired spirit.

If you want to quickly improve the ability of the spirit control itself, you still have to use the method of letting the spirit controls devour each other.

He opened the big box containing the evil spirits, took out a glass bottle at random, poured out the evil spirits and placed them in the palm of his hand.

This was an evil spirit that looked like a ball of seaweed. After the evil spirit completed the prelude to possession, many green hairs grew on his body.

He sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and used the methods recorded in the spirit-controlling book to control the black cube-shaped evil spirit.

The reason for choosing this evil spirit is that after its ability is improved, the speed of acquiring proficiency in spirit-controlling techniques can be increased more quickly.

The black spirit began to spin rapidly, and the green hair growing on his body shrank back as if the reverse button of a time machine had been pressed.

Lines of dark green light flowed across his body surface, finally converging near his forehead and disappearing.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a green wind blew from the sky, and the green hair was drawn into the cube. The black color of the cube became slightly darker, and the surface of the fog had a faint glowing color.

After the evil spirit was completely devoured, Crown began to repeat his actions over and over again.

About two hours later, he had controlled the cube spirit to devour fourteen evil spirits.

At this time, the thick black fog on the cube completely materialized, and the bright color on the surface was very obvious. On each of its faces, a vague and distorted human figure appeared. The faint laughter sounded again in his consciousness, and distorted black lines appeared on his skin again.

If a normal spirit master did this, he would have lost control long ago, but Clown was not a normal person. He silently chanted the spell and quickly formed a seal with one hand to release the Heart Purifying Spell. Then he began to visualize the Golden Light Spell.

After five big cycles, all the bad phenomena disappeared, his skin returned to normal, and the deep and rich color of the cube in his sea of ​​consciousness disappeared.

Clown strolled out to get some midnight snacks. After filling his stomach, he went back to continue his soul-controlling and devouring practice.

It was eleven o'clock at night.

He had just experimented to find out how many evil spirits he could bear to devour before reaching the safety warning line of pollution. After devouring ten evil spirits, he began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.

This time, after visualizing three big cycles, he felt refreshed all over.

Clown followed this rhythm, devouring evil spirits over and over again, and visualizing the golden light spell.

After a sleepless night, he visualized the Golden Light Mantra at the hour of Mao and continued to devour evil spirits to increase the abilities of the cube-shaped evil spirits.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Crown finally devoured all the evil spirits he had purchased.

Then, he continued to absorb the essence of the remaining fine iron ingots. Now it only took him two minutes to absorb the essence of one fine iron ingot.

When all the fine iron ingots were used up, his proficiency in spirit control reached 2458 points.

Klauen released his armor-condensing ability and found that he could condense a silver armor the size of a fingernail.

This piece of armor is like liquid metal, as thin as a cicada's wing, and tightly adheres to the surface of the skin, as if there is an extra layer of alloy armor.

He experimented with the ability of armor solidification with great interest, trying different tricks.

He can control where the armor condenses on the body, control the movement of the armor on the surface of the body, and change the armor into various shapes.

Finally, he discovered through experimentation that he could control the thickness of the armor, to the point where he could fold an area the size of a fingernail to half its original size.

This way, the defense he gains is doubled.

Klauen released golden light to protect his body and found that the armor and the golden film could exist at the same time, with the golden light on the outer layer of the armor.

He moved the superimposed armor to the position of the tiger's mouth, then drew out his star steel sword and stabbed it into the armor.

He slowly increased his strength, and finally, when he exerted all his strength, he was able to pierce the thin layer of armor.

He nodded slightly. Although the weapon did not have any speed enhancement, the defensive power already made him very satisfied.

Moreover, the punctured armor quickly recovered to its original state under his control, only consuming his spiritual power, while its own volume did not decrease.

Practicing armor solidification can also improve proficiency. By the time Clown had used up all the spirit-controlling power of the evil cube spirit, his proficiency in spirit-controlling had increased by dozens of points.

[Spirit Controlling Technique: 2502/3000; Level 1]

Clown hummed a little tune as he went out to look for the priest. His proficiency in spirit control had increased by leaps and bounds in the past two days. He would be able to advance his spirit control technique before reporting to the Security Bureau again.

. . . .

Crown's residence was not far from Nick's, only two streets away. He found the priest and told him that Torres wanted to work in the team.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

After hearing this, Nick readily agreed to help and said it was not a big problem and could be easily done.

After receiving the answer, Crown thanked the priest and left in a hurry.

He went to a nearby blacksmith shop and bought 500 pounds of fine iron ingots. After paying the money, he added some tips and asked the blacksmith to help transport it back to his residence.

Using fine iron ingots to improve the proficiency of spirit control is much more cost-effective than using gold spirit coins directly. Five hundred pounds of fine iron ingots only cost him two gold spirit coins.

When he returned to his residence, Crown saw Geralt was already waiting for him and Del was talking to him.

The demon hunter saw the strong men coming in to carry things into the house and asked, "Have you successfully captured the spirit? Are you going to start improving your abilities now?"

"Yes," Crown said with a smile, "I experimented with it and it exceeded my expectations."

“I told you, you’ll definitely feel it’s worth it.” Geralt patted his chest. “I didn’t lie to you, did I?! Can you give me a little more as a reward?”

As the witcher spoke, he gestured as if he was rubbing his hands, looking like a real money-grubber.

"No problem. As long as you do a good job, it's reasonable to get more reward money," Crown agreed. "I can pay fifty gold shields, two more gold shields, that's good enough, right?!"

Geralt's originally happy expression immediately became not so happy anymore.

"You don't seem too happy about it? Do you feel it's a pain to take more money from your friends?"

"No, it won't burn your hands. Two more gold shields are also good," the demon hunter immediately shook his head.

After paying him the reward, Clown asked, "Logically speaking, since you can be friends with such a noble, you shouldn't be short of money. Why do I feel like you're struggling for money every day?"

Geralt said seriously: "The world is wide. I want to taste more kinds of wine, see more customs and appreciate different scenery. I won't be confined to one place for too long."

I just like your serious nonsense. You want to pick up girls of different skin colors and types, right? Clown didn't believe the other party's words at all.

"If you leave here, will Alan leave with you?"

"I understand that the environment in the wild is becoming more and more dangerous. I want him to gain more experience here. With Yennefer and you helping to take care of him, he will live a relatively comfortable and safe life. Let him go out and explore the world when he becomes a second-level demon hunter."

At this moment, the expression on Geralt's face was like that of a loving father who was worried about the safety of his child.

"No problem, Alan, you can come to me if you need any help," Crown agreed. "What about you? When are you going to leave?"

"My friend, I just returned to Rhine City not long ago. Why am I in such a hurry to leave? I haven't enjoyed the wonderful life here yet!"

Geralt laughed and said, "Even if I leave here, I will wait until I advance to the third-level demon hunter. I think I will stay here for about half a year."

The scar near his eye socket distorted as he laughed, and his laughter was full of arrogance.

"Then congratulations to you in advance," Crown thought of several acquaintances around him who were now preparing to advance to the third-level transcendent level. His heart, which had been a little impetuous and inflated due to his achievements, immediately calmed down.

Nick and Geralt are both preparing for advancement. Even Jason, a colleague I've only known for a few days, is at the top of the second-level transcendents and is also making the final sprint for advancement.

If all three of them advance, will I have several more thighs to cling to? Thinking of this, Clown shook his head and laughed, giving up the idea of ​​clinging to thighs.

A blacksmith must be strong himself, and a Level 3 Transcendent will have his own new circle of contacts. Only people of similar levels can play together. He doesn't want to be a green leaf, he wants to be the blooming flower.

He also wants to be promoted to the third-level transcendent as soon as possible, so that he can appreciate the scenery at a higher altitude and be more confident in facing the approaching danger.

They chatted for a while, and Geralt stood up and said goodbye: "I have to go. I have dinner with Yennefer tonight."

"Goodbye," Crowne said as he walked him to the door, lowering his voice so that only the two of them could hear:

"There are only tired cows, but no plowed fields. If you feel that you are unable to do it, come to me and I will give you a few trial bottles of medicine."

After saying that, he closed the door without waiting for the other party to show any other expression.

"Bang", the door was hammered hard.

"Sir, what makes you laugh so happily?" Del asked.

"Did I laugh? I told you not to call me sir."

"Not only did he laugh, he laughed very hard," Del didn't continue speaking, but showed a meaningful smile.

Clown hugged Buster who jumped on him, stroked the cat's head and said, "You are too idle, right? Have you practiced the breathing method well these two days? Do you want me to give you some special guidance?"

Del shook his head hastily, and said, "When Torres gets home from get off work, we'll go to the training hall to ask for your advice."

There is a training hall nearby, which was built to keep the fighters in shape.

With the help of the golden wall, Clown can maintain himself in a very high combat state without training, so he has never been there.

"Sure, you two can come together. I just want to see if Torres's fighting skills have improved."

"Boom, boom, boom"

As the two were talking, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"Is anyone home? I'm Jason."

I just mentioned his name, how come he is here? Crown turned around and walked over to open the door.

What's a cool name for this cube evil spirit? . . . I feel like I'm bad at naming it.

I added a patch to the previous chapter. Some book friends said that it was too easy to buy evil spirits and that it would cause chaos if they were quietly thrown into the city. That made sense. I added a patch and Yennefer approved it 　　 　 (end of this chapter)