◎Solution to the Cursed Magic Book◎
Compared to the time when he had no magic power, Warren now walks silently and restrains the fluctuations of magic power. He can really be said to come and go without a trace.
So when he knocked on the door of Tok's cabin, Tok and Tono, who were having a great time, were startled.
However, they remained calm and thought that since they were so close but neither of them could feel the fluctuations of magic power, there must be no other demon except the king. They quickly stopped arguing and rushed to the door to open it.
Seeing Warren, Tok's ears turned red, and he almost turned into black mist. He turned his head and glared at his brother fiercely - in the king's heart, he had always been a very obedient lich! Now the king must have heard him quarreling with Tono!
"I'm here to tell you some good news," Warren patted his head and walked into the cabin, "I found a solution to the cursed magic book."
The two liches' eyes lit up at the same time.
"The demon who created the cursed magic book used a powerful magic weapon called the Origin of Curse," Warren said. "He smashed the magic weapon and absorbed all the curse power inside. Then he sorted it out bit by bit, extracting each curse he found, and finally formed a complete cursed magic book."
During this period of time when he was merging with the cursed magic book, he had fully experienced the chaos caused by the mixture of these curses. Tok took a breath and said, "This is how the cursed magic book came about? That demon is simply a genius!"
Tono was more concerned about another thing: "Is that demon the demon that saved our father's life?"
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"I guess it should be him," Warren replied, placing the blank paper he brought on the table, "But the good news is that the cursed magic book you merged is the result of his combing through it. Even if you mix it again, it won't be as messy as before, and the combing process will be relatively simple."
"Although these curse powers were previously formed into magic books in the form of power, they are still a kind of book after all. They are already infinitely close to our books in concept. So every time you sort out a curse, you can directly attach it to the paper, and the curse power will be automatically transferred."
Tok nodded, and under the instructions of the Demon King, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to sort out the curse power in his body.
Warren sat beside him, carefully inputting a strand of magic power, guiding Tok to sort out the cursed energy.
Tono, who always couldn't sit still, didn't make a sound this time. He squatted nervously beside them, not daring to move, for fear that he would make some noise and disturb the king and his brother.
About half an hour later, Tok suddenly opened his eyes, and a ball of pure black light appeared in his palms. He took the stack of papers and printed ten pages of curse magic in one breath. He breathed a sigh of relief, and the blue-black color that had been lingering around his body dissipated a lot.
"The progress is very good," Warren said with a smile on his face. "At this rate, I will be able to completely sort out the energy in your body in about a month."
Tok wagged his tail, pinched the edge of the king's clothes, and apologized aggrievedly: "I'm sorry."
When he saw Warren fainting on the ground, his brain went offline instantly. Stimulated by the dragon, he crushed the cursed magic book directly, wanting to use this way of mutual destruction to threaten those demons who dared to hurt the king.
In the end, not only did he fail to accomplish anything, but he also caused a lot of trouble for the king. He was obviously very busy, but he still had to help him sort out the curse energy.
"I should say thank you," Warren patted him with a smile, "It was all thanks to you and Xiaolong last time. Otherwise, if the Gods or the Beasts had taken advantage of my coma and entered, the Demon Realm would have been in danger."
Warren was actually just saying something half-truthful to comfort Tok, but Tok and Tono took it seriously. After watching the king leave, they looked at each other, their faces equally solemn.
"So the Gods and the Beasts want to attack the Demon Realm?" Tono clenched his fists. "The King couldn't have been fighting them alone all this time, right? No wonder the King suddenly fell into a coma and his magic power became disordered. He must have been injured by them!"
Tok looked gloomy and remained silent for a while. He suddenly turned his head and looked at his brother: "Help me sort out the curse."
"I'll help you comb it?" Tono was stunned, "Are you sure?"
He had a deep understanding of curses, but his use of magic was not very good. It was difficult for him to suppress the rampant curse energy, and he could easily hurt Tok if he was not careful.
"I need to sort out all these cursed energies as quickly as possible," Tok nodded seriously, obviously having made up his mind, "and then merge them again in order."
Only by possessing sufficient strength can one fight alongside his own king and smash to pieces those who dare to invade the Demon Realm.
Tono hesitated for a moment and nodded decisively.
At the beginning, he used the forbidden withering curse to kill Feko. He was just a daring lich. Although he had restrained his troubled nature after having a favorite job and friends in the Demon Realm, he was still keen on making trouble.
What's more, he also wanted to improve his own strength, and if possible, rush to the battlefield and destroy all the races that hurt the king.
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Not knowing that the good boy in his eyes was secretly preparing to do something big, Warren left the cabin in a good mood, looked around, and found the fallen angel Silvestris in the forging room of the forging team.
At this time, the fallen angel was standing next to the iron cooker, watching the forging process of the iron cooker, holding a pen in one hand and recording on the notebook.
Realizing that they seemed to be conducting some innovative research, Warren did not disturb them rashly, but stood quietly at the door and watched.
His current magic level is gradually improving. He can already see the types of magic arrays attached to magic weapons. He silently deduces the operation circuits of the magic arrays in his mind, and his eyes are shining brighter.
Soon, Tiechui stopped forging, took two deep breaths, and took the metal shell off the forging table.
The metal shell was a flat piece with raised edges. It looked exactly like a mobile phone case. The surface was inlaid with blue crystals and surrounded by silver-white lines.
Silvester poked the crystal in the middle with his finger, and the pattern expanded instantly, forming a palm-sized space crack. After putting a candy inside, the crack closed automatically and turned back into an ordinary phone case.
"This is amazing," Warren applauded. "You actually made the space backpack in the game, and you combined it with a mobile phone!"
Only then did they notice their king, and Silvester and Tiechui quickly turned around and saluted.
"This is equivalent to a small portable storage space, which can hold about one square meter of items," Silvester explained, "but this kind of portable space is still different from space magic. It will be disturbed by the magic fluctuations of the space teleportation array, so it can only be used in one city."
"That's already amazing," Warren praised, paused, and then made a joke, "We should put up a sign next to the space teleportation array to remind everyone to take off their phone cases every time they use the teleportation array, in case that careless demon forgets about it and damages everything in the space."
Silvester, who often loses things, thinks this measure is very necessary.
"I just researched the superimposed magic array of the space backpack today, so I'm going to ask Captain Tiechui if I can forge it successfully," he said, "Do you think this effect can be directly mass-produced?"
Warren nodded. "Since Tiechui thinks there's no problem, let the research team do a few comparative experiments. The main goal is to observe whether small-sized demons, cubs, or monster eggs can be repelled by space, so as to avoid being trapped in space and unable to get out, thus threatening their lives. After the safety issues are resolved, we can start mass production."
Tiechui nodded repeatedly, put the phone case into the rattan box, took the space backpack magic circle situation report that Silvester had just written, and planned to add the content of the forging situation report to it later, and then send it to the research team.
"My king, do you have any instructions?" he asked, wagging his tail excitedly, "Are we going to seek revenge on the nature elves? I will organize a forging team to start forging weapons now!"
Warren was helpless: "We have no hatred with the Nature Elves. If we must say there is hatred, it is that we stole the seeds of the Nature Elves' sacred tree of life. Why do you all want to attack the Nature Elves?"
Not knowing that this matter could be traced back to another brainwave of the goblin Sili, Warren thought that the origin of the Dark Undead Mushroom gave the demons strange ideas. After explaining casually, he looked at Silvestre and said, "I came to see you. What's going on tomorrow? How about going on a field trip with me?"
Silvester nodded first, then blinked and asked in confusion, "What is field work?"
"Actually, I'll just go out and dig up some weeds, and if I'm lucky, some crops," Warren replied, thinking for a moment, then turned to look at Tiechui, "By the way, how many flower pots does the pottery manufacturing team have? I want to get about fifty tomorrow."
Tiechui stood up immediately: "Okay, I'll get ready now."
Warren rubbed his head and walked towards the door neatly: "Silvis, come with me, I will tell you what to pay attention to after leaving the Demon Realm."
"After leaving the Demon Realm?" Silvester was stunned and subconsciously glanced at his black wings. "Can I go out?"
He had heard his elders talk about the beautiful and peaceful life outside the barrier, but he had also heard them talk sadly about those races' rejection of the fallen angels. He also knew that once the angels of the Protoss saw them, they would hunt them down madly and fight to the death, and might even attract the intervention of the God King.
Silvester expressed his concerns truthfully, lowered his eyes, and concealed the disappointment in his expression: "If you just need a portable space, I can teach it to the Nightmare Demon Suer or the Winged Demon Feiwu. They will be able to learn it quickly."
"Don't worry, I'll help you fold your wings," Warren waved his hand nonchalantly, "If you run into the God King, I'll stop him and you can just teleport back. And I'm taking you out not only because you have a portable space, but mainly because you're pretty."
Otherwise, how can I pretend to be a natural elf!
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