Chapter 164 The wisdom of the three heroes of the border (thanks to the leader Huan Feng Ying Lan for the reward)
When An Su led the recruited saints to the City of Chaos.
The sweetheart's cheerful and charming voice came from everyone's magic communication. The warm voice was like the sunshine in the afternoon of spring, which made people feel warm in their hearts.
"This is the chaotic northern border. Welcome to my world. This is where I work, my delicate little prince."
Three days later, I returned to the chaotic border, and the bloody smell covering the entire city has not completely dissipated.
The ruined streets were covered with blood stains that could never be washed away. Deserted tube buildings and collapsed magic buildings were intertwined. Black crows flapped their wings and rose and fell, eating the carrion of the nobles.
There was not a single citizen on the streets, all the street lights were off, and the entire city was shrouded in darkness and desolation.
This is a completely lawless place.
Although the scene in front of him was rather miserable, with the company of Miss Yangzi (Yuer), even the air in the chaotic border was sweeter than that in the imperial capital.
The goddess must have only sent me the magic communication.
Everyone thought so in their hearts.
Anzu, wearing the pure white robe that symbolizes Bishop Naraku, turned around and looked at the citizens behind him with a smile on his face.
In just one week, he recruited seventeen third-level quasi-deacons, thirty second-level saints, and nearly a hundred first-level prospective believers, covering all seven major churches. Mayor Ansu was quite satisfied with his missionary ability.
Looking at those bright bald heads one after another, the smile on Mayor Ansu's lips became brighter.
This week, he has used [Light of Judgment] dozens of times. With the birth of more and more Heads of Light, Ansu's understanding of bald heads has reached a superb level.
He now even has blind self-confidence. As long as someone is not as handsome as himself, even if it is a god, he can shave his head bald.
With so many citizens, Mayor Ansu has the confidence to build the Church in the Chaos Park.
The first step is to rebuild.
We arranged for the civil engineer from the Alchemy Church to rebuild the city hall, arranged for the Druid Church to plant some green plants, and arranged for the Glory Church to stand on the streets to make human-shaped street lamps. After several arrangements, there was a shortage of manpower.
Those who perform well can be rewarded with a one-hour phone call with Miss Yue'er or Miss Sun.
Ansu has copied the alchemical array of the Pain Cult and written it around the city hall, so that he can recycle the pain provided by the saints. The saints recruited this time are of higher level, and the quality of the pain they provide is also higher.
Therefore, we need to increase manpower and continue to recruit more saints.
Lister's nightly encounters and chatting with people to catch rich men were not very efficient, and Arthur's method of stuffing small cards door to door was relatively novel, but it was ultimately unsustainable. The fraud and missionary methods of the new era should keep pace with the times.
Their methods are too backward.
Ansu must think of a smarter way to create a chaotic park.
Ever since he plagiarized the "Light of Judgment" from His Majesty Merlin, Ansu has gained a lot of insights and understanding about the magic that the God of Law is best at, "plagiarism", and gradually applied it to practice.
But Ansu is Ansu after all, and he further developed his own unique magic - "stitching".
[Open and aboveboard], [Space distortion], [Friendly communication] are the three basic magics. As long as you copy a magic circuit from each magic and stitch them together, you can create a new magic.
Then sew up the summoning magic of the Mother Goddess of Life [Gift of Life].
This week, Ansu has been trying, under the guidance of Bone, trying again and again after failing.
Suturing four magic circuits at once is very difficult for a novice.
Lines one to three are elementary magic, lines three to six are intermediate magic, and this is about directly creating intermediate magic.
Fortunately, Ansu had experience in copying divine-level magic, and his soul had become stronger after being crushed countless times.
The Gift of Life can summon the undead, and the Space Distortion can create a virtual body.
Friendly communication can create virtual voices,
And the light can follow the human body and move with the human's movements. These characteristics can constitute the legendary thing - the most evil and terrifying creation.
This magic will be the crystallization of the wisdom of the three great masters of the border! For magic adaptation, knowledge and concepts are everything. As long as you can understand the concept principle, you can write it, and Ansu has thoroughly understood that concept.
The four magic circuits made bursts of buzzing sounds in the air, the light became more and more dazzling, gradually entangled and merged together, and the starlight in An Su's eyes became brighter and brighter.
【Resurrection of the Dead】
[Intermediate Normal Summoning Magic]
[Magic power consumption: 2 (per hour)]
[Effect: Summon the low-level dead from the long river of life, capture movements with light, distort the surrounding light to restore and modify the body before death, change the air vibration to simulate sound, and revive the dead souls spreading in the magic network. ]
[Note: The undead cannot disobey the summoner. They have no memory, no magic power, and no entity. They can only be summoned by the person who had the strongest resentment towards the caster during his lifetime.]
[Note: Mr. Ansu Morningstar is a necromancer of the Life Esoteric Cult. After years of research, he found that virtual life is also a rare branch of life.]
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An Su was dissatisfied with this. He clearly wanted to spread the glory of the Holy Light, so why was he assigned to the Church of the Mother Goddess of Life?
This style of painting is quite strange.
The necromancer of the Cult of Life summoned a huge army of skeletons. The undead scourge crushed everything, leaving no grass growing wherever it passed.
Ansu's specialty, the Undead Mage, is the one who summons a virtual dance troupe, a large group of people whimpering and screaming. The virtual singers crush everything, and grass makes sounds wherever they pass.
This is quite hilarious.
No matter what, he finally created this complicated magic, and it was worth spending a whole week on it.
The undead with the deepest resentment is relatively easy to understand. The deepest resentment means the stronger the connection, the easier it is to be summoned. The same principle applies to ordinary undead summoning techniques.
Now that it has been made, we should try it out as soon as possible.
Ansu chanted this newly acquired intermediate magic. The strange and terrifying soul breath came from the long river of life. He rubbed his hands expectantly, looking at the soul that came from the underworld.
I don’t know who it will be.
You have to know that there are a lot of people who hate Ansu, and they have to line up one by one.
The intermediate ordinary magic level is still low, and can only summon one. When Anzu's level is raised, a girl group can be summoned.
From now on, any enemies you kill can be brought into Anzu's virtual girl group.
As the magic progresses, changes gradually occur.
Ansu heard dark roars one after another. The resentment was so deep that it almost turned into a entity. It called out the name again and again. The low-level undead had no memories, but kept roaring because of the resentment engraved deep in their souls.
The first thing that caught my eye was just a white skeleton, with no memory or consciousness.
The light immediately began to capture its movements, and the refraction of the holy light continued to distort, restoring its appearance before death and making certain modifications.
The vibration of the sound was also constantly distorted, slowly turning from the original low roar to the clear voice of a girl, as clean as spring water.
An Su's pupils shrank slightly. It turned out that this adult had won the resurrection match!
(End of this chapter)