Chapter 257 Silver Soul

In the evening, Crown finished his work for the day, chanted a few rounds of the Golden Light Mantra, and then got up to visit Bast.

Even though I was still far away from the pet room, I could hear Fu Jin's excited cry and the black cat's powerful "meow".

He walked into the room and saw Billy cutting a grilled grouper. The black cat was squatting on the ground, staring at the grilled fish. The crow was staying next to the black cat, tilting its head to watch the grilled fish being cut up.

The black cat had barely changed in size, now appearing much smaller than the crow.

Billy stood up and bowed, saying, "Sir, Buster is feeling much better after eating some grilled fish, and Fokine likes it very much, too.

These fish were specially selected by me from the logistics department. Only a few places showed mutations, and the mutations were carefully removed by me. "

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Crown smiled and nodded. The two pets rarely ate fish, and this was the first time they had eaten sea fish.

As for some pollution mutations, there is no need to worry. With the current abilities of pets, their ability to purify pollution may be much stronger than that of some third-level transcendents.

“This is what I should do.”

Billy bowed again. He had found his position now. The bishop didn't need him much, but the two pets needed more care. He could definitely work towards becoming an excellent breeder.

Crown and Bast established a mental link, and then used their keen perception to scan each other's condition.

The black cat's appearance had not changed much, but there were some silver patterns on its bones. He observed carefully and found that these patterns were fragments of Taiyin Leizhuan, which surprised him greatly.

"Could it be possible that this black cat can release the Yin-Yang Thunder Seal?!"

Thinking of this, Clown immediately conducted a thorough inspection of Fukin's condition and discovered that fragments of golden sun thunder seal patterns appeared on the crow's bones.

Maybe Fujin will master the Yang Thunder Seal earlier than him. When the time comes, the attacks of his two pets will be one yin and one yang, and the enemy will be able to enjoy the thrill of both ice and fire.

Two attacks with completely different natures may bring about other surprising changes, just like the violent explosion when Sunfire Liquid and Moon Dew meet, which is equivalent to the enemy suffering triple damage.

Klauen nodded and commanded the two pets through a mental link, "When you are full, come find me on the city wall."

Fu Jin stared at the grilled fish on Billy's plate without blinking, and called out "quack" twice perfunctorily.

Buster did the same, without even raising his head, and meowed in response.

After dinner, Crown and Savage went up to the city wall for inspection.

"Based on past experience, once we repel a large-scale attack by the Murlocs, they can be at peace for ten days or half a month. Griffin and his two companions got a great bargain.

If the two of them encounter those dark purple murlocs, it will take a lot of effort."

Clown asked, "What methods did the guards use to deal with high-level fishmen in the past?"

"Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals, there is no better way. Ordinary soldiers use guns to block the murlocs, and when the murlocs jump onto the city wall, it will be a battle between extraordinary people.

The Strange Item Manufacturing Association has produced several heavy machine guns that can fire continuously. Ordinary murlocs cannot break through the current firepower network."

"Didn't the Archbishop say that these more powerful firearms might actually cause greater harm to ourselves?"

These fishmen not only have wide webbed toes, but also have fleshy suction cups at the ends. After accelerating, they can rush up high city walls.

“The operators of heavy weapons are all second-level extraordinary people, and everyone undergoes strict pollution testing every day to ensure that there are no problems.

If we don’t use these new weapons, our casualties will be great.”

As the two were talking, a large number of murlocs came from the coast, accompanied by the sound of the tide and the evil god's mutterings.

The darkness of the night could no longer block Clown's vision. He released his spiritual vision and observed carefully for a while, and found that there were only more than ten high-level murlocs above the second level, and there was not a single third-level murloc.

"Quack!"

Fukin flew to the scene with Buster and landed next to their master. The breath of both pets smelled like grilled fish.

Savage said lazily: "Tonight's battle is purely to kill time. These fishmen don't understand the trickery of sending reinforcements in the middle of the night. Otherwise, you can go down and rest. If the situation is still like this tomorrow, you will be responsible for keeping watch."

Crown responded, "I'll come tonight, you go down and rest."

It was really unnecessary for the two bishops to sit on the city wall and wait for the northwest wind. Since the enemy was not strong tonight, he wanted to test the actual combat effectiveness of the pets.

"Okay," Savage nodded and left with his guards.

After a while, the fishmen began to attack and the soldiers also opened fire.

"Da, da, da"

The heavy machine guns also spewed out tongues of fire, tilting the bullets downward.

The denser the formation of the fishmen was, the more powerless they were against the concentrated fire of the heavy machine guns. Their positions for dodging were blocked, and they could only jump into the air to avoid it.

Some second-level fishmen have thick skin and flesh, and bullets hitting their bodies create sparks, which in turn makes them even more ferocious.

As the first murloc jumped onto the city wall, the ordinary soldiers began to retreat in an orderly manner, and hand-to-hand combat between the extraordinary people began.

Klauen gave orders through the mental link to send the two pets into battle.

Fu Jin spread his wings like a golden lightning and cut off the head of the fishman that jumped onto the city wall, revealing the white brain.

Then it spun around gracefully and easily grabbed the eye of the other fishman.

It is extremely fast and those fishmen cannot pose much threat to it.

A second-level fishman grabbed a coral and attacked, running head-on into the golden flames spewed out by Fujin.

Immediately, a smell of meat filled the air and the fishman's whole body was on fire. After struggling for a few seconds, he fell to the ground powerlessly.

Clown felt that this golden flame could not only burn the flesh, but also the soul. The fishman had no life before he fell.

He sent out a mental link and asked: "How many times could you perform the golden flame attack just now?"

'It can only be done once now, and you need to rest for half a day to accumulate enough flames.'

Fujin answered and joined the battle against the murlocs again.

Buster pounced on the head of a fishman and let out a low roar.

A shadow that was invisible to the naked eye was pulled out and swallowed by the black cat.

Clown's mind suddenly moved. Buster's ability could actually act directly on the soul, so the advantage of the monsters' physical defense would probably disappear.

This means that the Black Cat can launch cross-level attacks, and the third-level Murloc may also be affected.

Without the threat of the third-level murlocs, the second-level murlocs no longer had a numerical advantage, and their attack was quickly repelled.

Crown left with his two pets, leaving Del to patrol in his place.

. . . .

A month passed quickly in the busyness, and Crown boarded the returning airship.

[Golden Light Mantra: 87524/100000; Level 2]

[Alchemy: 637/15000; Fourth Level] (Special Effect: Refined Heart. Increases alchemy efficiency by 10% and greatly improves success rate.)

This month, with the help of the evil god's polluted power, the Golden Light Curse has made gratifying progress, and this most core skill is not far from advancement.

In the process of continuously refining mithril, alchemy broke through to the fourth level.

Not only that, he had accumulated nearly five pounds of mithril in his hands, which cost him fifteen hundred gold spirit coins.

His efficiency is three times that of an ordinary high-level alchemist.

After getting off the airship, Crown and Savage got on a carriage and returned to the Holy Fire Cathedral to report to the Archbishop.

Flanders encouraged them a few words and talked about the battle situation for a while, and then Savage left first.

Crown bowed and said, "Archbishop, during my time in Lorente, I have made great progress in alchemy. Now I am only five pounds short of the mithril I need. If you include the two pounds you promised, I am only three pounds short.

I want to stay in Rhine City for the time being, and then return to Hammers City after the sublimation ceremony."

There is no shortage of alchemical materials in Rhine City. With his current efficiency, half a month will be enough.

Flanders opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

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

He was now completely numb to Crown's performance, as if there was nothing the other party could not do.

He had a certain understanding of the efficiency of the alchemists. Their efficiency far exceeded that of others and they were also outstanding among the high-level alchemists.

The bloodline of the Son of God also adds bonuses to these skills? !

He didn't believe it, but the ironclad facts were before him and he had no right to refute it.

Flanders nodded and said with a smile: "I have prepared the other materials. As long as there is enough mithril, you can hold the sublimation ceremony at any time.

Come on, Mr. Cavendish has already succeeded. If you can advance smoothly, we will go to the Holy See next year, and the three of us will go together."

After a long period of adjustment, the old friend finally took the last step, and he was very happy.

"Just wait for my good news."

Crown agreed confidently. The word failure did not exist in his dictionary.

. . . .

Half a month later, night.

In the underground sanctuary of the Holy Fire Cathedral, Clown had adjusted his condition to the best, and the Archbishop had also set up the sublimation array.

Flanders finally warned: "When you advance, your soul will rise infinitely and spread in all directions, transcending the boundaries of the material barrier and entering the spiritual world.

When the advancement is completed, you need to gather your spirituality and return it to your physical body.

You must find your body, which is your anchor in the material world."

He has explained what needs to be explained, and the rest depends on Crown himself.

Crown nodded gently: "I understand, Archbishop, see you tomorrow."

Flanders patted him on the shoulder, activated the sublimation array, and left, closing the door of the sanctuary.

On the ground, silver lines flickered, and various gems sparkled with colorful light. The mithril quickly melted, like a rushing silver river.

The walls of the sanctuary slowly became transparent, as if falling into another world, just like a full-moon night.

With his eyes closed, Crown used all his strength to activate his flaming breath. The vital energy mixed with the source of life and surged wildly in his body.

Black oil was flowing out of his pores...

The magic circle emitted a soft spiritual light, and the silver light was like jumping water light, which was absorbed by Crown, and the "river water" of the secret galaxy became less and less.

After an unknown amount of time, the last drop of mithril water turned into spiritual light and merged into his body. Everything in the sanctuary disappeared, and the world fell into darkness again.

A white humanoid shadow leaped out from his body, and his spirit left his body.

Clown looked down at himself and discovered that his body occasionally emitted a silver light that flickered like a firefly.

His soul flew upwards, and the world was monotonous black and white, without any bright colors.

He felt that this place was like a spiritual ruin, but it was also unclear.

Crown remembered the words of the archbishop and continued to restrain his spirituality. His current state was like a piece of plasticine, being molded into various shapes.

In the continuous fabrication, the spirit body became smaller and smaller.

Suddenly, a ball of silver light lit up from his spirit body, and the black and white world became colorful.

Crown smelled a familiar breath in the distance, and his spirit began the journey back home.

In the sanctuary, the stiff and cold body began to breathe again, the fiery stream of life surged from his heart, and his body temperature quickly returned to normal.

He naturally looked inside his body and found that his heart was beating strongly, and a silver light was shining in the deep red blood.

The silver blood has spread into the blood. Judging from the amount of light, his body definitely produces more than one drop of silver blood.

With every powerful beat of his heart, he felt the vigorous vitality flowing through his body.

He summoned a wall of gold and checked his work.

[Flame Breath: 1/50000; Level 4] (Silver Blood begins to reshape your body, your basic strength and basic physique increase by 10%, the Silver Soul has been lit, increasing your basic will resistance by 20%, increasing your resistance to spiritual pollution, and having the ability to self-purify spiritual pollution)

[Golden Light Mantra: 90166/100000; Level 2]

The fire breath increased his proficiency by two points, but it also achieved a leap in rank. His body began to produce silver blood and ignited the silver soul.

The ability of Silver Soul is similar to that of Will of Light, but the two skills do not conflict with each other and can exist in combination.

The unexpected surprise was that the improvement in his fire breath actually promoted the improvement of his proficiency in the Golden Light Spell. This was something that had never happened before. He felt that it should be the effect of the silver blood.

Crown felt the time. It was now 12 noon. The sublimation ceremony actually took him sixteen hours.

At this moment, he felt a deep hunger surge like a rising tide, drowning him, and he immediately opened the door of the sanctuary and walked outside.

Flanders stayed in the room at this time, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the people coming and going in the church.

The table in the room was filled with various dishes, but the person who was supposed to appear did not show up.

He felt a little uneasy. Normally, the sublimation ceremony would produce results in 12 hours. Even if there were deviations, it would not exceed an hour.

He had entered the sanctuary three times and still only saw the closed door. The dishes in the room had been reheated three times.

'Did Clown fail? Even if he failed, given his age and ability, he should be able to walk out on his own. Wait another two hours. If he still doesn't come out, I will use my authority to open the door of the sanctuary from the outside.'

(End of this chapter)