Chapter 706 706. Assimilation
Almost 10,000 Soc of mental power must be output before 1 Soc is successfully input into Jiang Qiu'e's soul, and the transmission efficiency is very low.
But at present, there is really no good spiritual clothing that can improve transmission efficiency.
Spiritual clothing is already rare, and spiritual clothing that can improve the efficiency of spiritual power transmission is even rarer in the world.
Basically, all the spiritual clothes that have this function are S-level spiritual clothes.
Therefore, even Mu Qingtong cannot create an efficient transmission method for the time being, so he can only waste it like this for the time being.
Chanaixue silently watched the poor Nine-tailed Star God, feeling emotional in her heart, God has mercy on me, this time it’s finally not me who suffers.
Sister Qiu'e, since we are sisters who have shared hardships, it is your turn to bear the evil tastes of these two hateful and perverted people.
I'm rooting for your fight mentally.
Cha Naixue’s inner drama is actually quite rich.
"Enough - that's enough, both of you! I can't take it anymore. I don't want any mental strength anymore! I don't want any dragon blood either, at least." Jiang Qiu'e quickly called for a stop.
It was clearly a transfer of spiritual power, but she was naturally more sensitive, and even this alone would cause her to react.
I really can't stand the joint humiliation of Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong, the couple.
Fortunately, she recovered her strength soon, straightened her slender waist and pushed Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong away.
Her mental strength had not recovered much, but it was enough for her to stay awake and move.
Her ethereal and beautiful eyes were burning with fire as she stared at Mu Qingtong with cold anger.
Mu Qingtong frowned and glanced at her, then wiped her middle and index fingers with Xia Feng's sleeve, seeming a little disgusted.
Jiang Qiu'e: “!”
"Okay, stop making trouble. Now that we've recovered." Xia Feng looked up, "Let's go to the top of the tower."
As he spoke, he opened the Paladin Space and led the three women upwards.
This tower was indeed very tall. When Xia Feng reached a height of 9 kilometers from the ground, he could see the top of the tower that looked like a deep black vortex.
"This is about the height of the troposphere." Xia Feng looked at the endless abyss below, shook his head, continued to fly upwards, and entered the vortex at the top of the tower.
The field of vision changes suddenly.
The space was dark and dark.
But if you look up, you can see a sky full of stars.
A long river composed of countless star fragments rushed from the unknown void and hung upside down in the sky.
Finally, it falls into this dark cliff, forming a sacred and magnificent galaxy waterfall.
Xia Feng and the other three emerged from the darkness, and the magnificent scene of the galaxy waterfall came into view.
In front of the Galaxy Waterfall, there is a void platform made of broken meteorites that were forcibly glued together.
The four of them landed on the platform and looked out into the distance.
A middle-aged woman in a platinum robe was standing in front of the Galaxy Waterfall.
It was Master Miao.
However, Master Miao's condition did not seem to be very good. His face was pale, his breath was weak, and he stared at the Galaxy Waterfall with a frown.
Seeing this, Chanaixue was about to step forward quickly, but Jiang Qiu'e quickly stopped her and said, "Wait."
Cha Naixue was stunned for a moment, as if she thought of something, and stopped.
Master Miao slowly turned his head and saw the four people. His gentle eyes were a little surprised. "Naixue, why are you back again?"
"Well, come here. It just so happens that only you can break the seal of this Galaxy Waterfall."
Xia Feng didn't let Cha Naixue pass, but asked in confusion: "Why are you still alive?"
Master Miao looked up at him and shook his head: "Red Moon uses my soul as a channel to descend into the present world. It will take away my spiritual foundation, but it will not take my life."
Xia Feng looked at Jiang Qiu'e, and Jiang Qiu'e nodded, "Yes, there is this type of star-descent ceremony."
Is that so? Xia Feng used the Eye of Deconstruction to scan Master Miao's soul again. It was just as he said. His spiritual foundation had collapsed, his spiritual pressure had dissipated, and only a lonely, unprotected spiritual sphere was left floating.
All his saintly cultivation was lost.
Seeing that there was no problem, Chana Xuesong raised her foot to step forward, but was grabbed by Jiang Qiu'e's collar from behind, and stepped back.
Seeing this, Master Miao understood. He was not angry, but helpless: "I know what you are worried about, but as the carrier of the advent, Moro will not let the purple mist erode me. It will not benefit him."
Jiang Qiu'e's ethereal eyes were calm as she cautiously shook her head, "Purple Mist's assimilated thoughts directly affect spiritual essence, inheriting memories and emotions. Your one-sided statement alone cannot prove whether you are still a Miao Master."
This is also what Xia Feng is worried about, although Moro took away the Silong core and the purple mist all over the city when he left.
But the limits of the Silong Core's effectiveness are currently unknown. Once eroded by the purple mist, will it be permanently assimilated? Or will it return to normal as long as it leaves a certain range of the Silong Core?
If it's the latter, that's easy.
But if it is the former, then the millions of people in this city, nearly ten thousand Black Moon Knights, and the church
They are all assimilated!
They will continue to live their lives as usual, but it is very likely that their inner thinking consciousness has already turned into a monster.
For this reason, it is now impossible to judge whether Miao Shi is still Miao Shi, or a monster wearing Miao Shi's body, soul, memories and emotions.
When she thought of this, Chanaixue felt a little horrified. She really couldn't accept that Master Miao had turned into such a monster.
As if she thought of something, she narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and purple light flashed in her pupils. Suddenly, countless streams of information that only she could see swirled into this dark space and converged towards her left eye like a vortex.
The Eye of Naraku can see images of the past three days at most.
This method can be used to see what happened here and whether Master Miao was eroded by the purple mist.
But what she didn't expect was that no matter how she activated the Eye of Naraku, all she got was nothingness. She didn't see anything until her face turned pale and her body became weak.
"What's wrong?" Xia Feng held her back, puzzled.
Cha Naixue shook her head helplessly: "It's ineffective. This place is a little special."
"Master Miao, it seems that your beloved disciple does not trust you very much." At this moment, a hoarse, mocking sigh suddenly sounded.
Someone else?! Xia Feng turned his gaze and quickly locked onto the source of the voice.
It actually came from Galaxy Waterfall.
The waterfall, covered in starlight, gradually became transparent, revealing what lay behind it.
That was a man.
He was dressed in a long white robe that was elegant and noble, with a light gold shawl engraved with a black moon hanging on his back. He had a handsome face and a monocle hanging over his right eye.
He sat cross-legged in the Star River Waterfall, his whole body being washed and pressed by the waterfall from the sky.
The Pope's son, Oedipus? Why was he so surprised?
Previously, when I was in Lidong City, I met this person twice, in the Sky Lantern Pavilion and the Sky Fortress. His introverted personality concealed a rebelliousness, which left a deep impression on me.
Now, his handsome cheeks are a little shriveled and he doesn't look in good condition.
However, Oedipus's smile remained warm and kind. "If I tell you that I have a way to distinguish the 'assimilated', would you be willing to listen?"
Although Xia Feng was somewhat curious about what Dipus was doing sitting cross-legged in the Galaxy Waterfall, and where the S-level spirit paper was, he was still attracted by his words and asked with great interest: "Tell me about it."
(End of this chapter)
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