Quantum Godhead

() Heras took the wooden box, and frowned after taking a look at it, "Is there any adverse reaction to the druid after taking it?"

"There are some, such as the decline in natural perception, and the body will be weak for a period of time. It seems that this thing will affect the life span." Clarence sighed and said: "But it can indeed release the confinement of the meditation space. For those who have been promoted For a hopeless druid, these side effects are acceptable, I guess the principle of this ointment should be to use the power of death to break through the confinement, and in the process, it has a great impact on natural perception."

"Probably not... It seems that you Druids really don't have much research on the magic of the undead faction." Heras retorted lightly, "The potions refined by undead magic either have no side effects, or the side effects are definitely more than that. .”

Just as he was about to explain in detail, a female elf walked in at the door. She was wearing a blue and white moon god sacrificial robe, and her hair also had a silver-grey luster. Hua, and the whites of her eyes are almost transparent, making her eyes look like two clear lakes reflecting the Miracle Moon.

With such obvious features, Heras knew who she was at a glance, and he greeted politely, "Nice to meet you, Ms. Glenya, your beauty is amazing."

"I'm amazed by your handsomeness, Emma's scholar." Gralenya chuckled softly, "I've hardly ever seen a human being whose appearance makes even an elf feel ashamed."

"Uh, I've seen one... I just don't know if she's still alive." Heras said half-truthfully. He thought of the girl named Julia, the cursed and blessed girl. The priest who was endowed by the king with a god-given soul, that soul-stirring beauty seemed to incorporate all the beautiful qualities of a woman, making him deeply impressed at a glance.

"Oh? Is she more beautiful than me?" Glenya joked. As a devout priest, she doesn't really care what she looks like, but she was really surprised when she saw Heras nodded. Now, not caring about her appearance doesn't mean she doesn't know anything about her beauty.

"It seems that the genetics of these humans in the Western Continent are not very good, which makes us a little ignorant." Gralenya smiled and sat next to her brother, and continued: "The world is big, maybe I should go further afield have a look."

"But before that, I hope you can take me back to the Elven Empire, beautiful lady, it was just an accident that I came to the Western Continent, but since I am here, I still hope to collect the historical records here." Heras sincerely Gotta say.

"Of course, if the druids here can get out of the predicament, I will return to the elf empire soon. This time I came here to make the druid elders very dissatisfied. I should get any kind of help." After speaking, Glennya looked at her brother with pity, and Clarence snorted indifferently.

"In this case, I will try my best to study this thing." Heras got up and said.

"You can use my lab, Emma Scholar, come with me," Clarence said crisply, as if he was a little uncomfortable sitting next to his sister.

"Brother, even if you did something wrong, you have received the punishment you deserved, and there is no need to feel guilty all the time." Glenya said flatly behind her.

"Huh? Am I guilty?" Clarence waved his hands back several times, and walked towards the garden path without looking back.

After walking along the path for a while, Heras saw a tree hole covered with ironwood thorns at the end of the road. Clarence put his hand on the edge of the tree hole, and the surrounding ironwood thorns moved away automatically, "Don't you Don't come in yet." Clarence ordered that each spellcaster's laboratory has a lot of research secrets of its own, and Heras understands this very well.

There was a ping-pong sound in the laboratory for a while, and Heras could see the manuscript paper flying everywhere, and then Clarence's voice came: "Emma's scholar, you can come in."

Heras cast a detection magic trap inside, and cast a line of sight marker. After confirming that there was no abnormality, he walked in and found that the alchemy platform had been cleaned up.He took out various alchemy equipment from the interspatial ring and placed them in the corresponding circles on the alchemy table one by one. If there was a ready-made alchemy table, it would save him from spending materials to arrange a temporary alchemy circle.

He divided those ointments into ten parts, and began to measure the properties of various aspects according to different procedures.And Clarence is obviously a little unfamiliar with the experimental methods of the mages. He can't even be an assistant, so he can only stay quietly and wait for the results.

'Toxicity: mild'

'Magic Curse Energy: None'

In less than half an hour, the test results of the two ointments were displayed one after another, and Clarence breathed a sigh of relief.

But the results of the third ointment made him feel bad again.

'Divine Curse Energy: Strong' - 'Divine Curse Level: Level [-]'

"I already knew there was something wrong with this thing!" He roared in a low voice. Divine curses directly affect the soul, which is more difficult than ordinary magic curses that only affect the body. After all, magic curses can basically be expelled by external force, and Divine curse can only rely on its own strength in most cases.This is also the main reason why the gods of the god of souls in Anfaria, Casomires, the king of curses and blessings, are feared by people.

Heras waved his hand to keep him quiet: "Wait until you draw conclusions. If there are obvious traces of divine curses, Ms. Glenya will find out."

After waiting patiently for more than an hour, two more ointments came out.

'Core Component: Corrupted Brain' - 'Content: Rare'

'Core Component: Heart of Silence' - 'Content: Rare'

"No wonder the energy of the divine curse can be detected..." Heras pondered. The corrupted brain and withered heart came from the servants of death in the Styx plane. It seems that some necromancers were summoned from the underworld. The god of death favors the undead.And then made the unlucky guy who was summoned into a magic material...

After the ingredients are analyzed, the results of taking it will appear one after another soon.

'Curse of Weakness of Soul: Dangerous'

'Curse of Aging Soul: Deadly'

'Magical Empowerment: A Superpower Meditation'

'Magical Empowerment: Imprisonment Released'

"It seems that you mages are good at this...and what is the final result?" Clarence said, "But it's not right, those druids really didn't have any fatal reaction after taking it, Gray Lunya also didn't realize that their souls were cursed with any magic spells."

Heras ignored him and waited quietly for a while. The result of the last ointment was finally identified.

'Basic ingredient: unknown' - 'content: many'

Frowning, Heras picked up the identification test tube of the last ointment, poured out a bit of pale stone powder, twisted it with his fingers, and his whole body immediately seemed to freeze.

At that moment, he felt that the torrent of death gray flickering in the black fragment in the ring of isolation was slightly dimmed, and then returned to its original state.

Ever since General Salams gave him the fragment, he has never noticed any abnormal changes in that fragment. This is the first time that such a situation has occurred...

"This is by no means accidental..." Heras affirmed, "The reason why the divine spell curse did not take effect must be because these powders have the effect of absorbing divine power, and that fragment can absorb the vitality of divine blood, if it is accidental If so, the probability of this is too small!"

"Can it also absorb divine power? Since it can absorb even the life force of divine blood, it shouldn't be a problem to absorb divine power..." Heras subconsciously touched the ring of isolation, and he felt It is necessary to find out where those powders come from!

"Scholar Emma? What's wrong with you?" Clarence couldn't help asking when Heras was silent for a long time.

"It's nothing...just a little interested in these things." Heras said casually.

"What are those powders?" Clarence then asked, he only cared about whether he could release the druids from their imprisonment.

"This powder itself can't lift the confinement, but if you give me a lot, I'm sure to optimize the ointment so that the side effects of the ointment can be reduced to negligible." Heras replied casually, hiding the shock in his heart.

"We'll try to get the powder," Clarence said, nodding.

"How is the strength of that gangster?" Heras asked abruptly.

"The seventh-level blood knight is the only high-level knight in this city." Clarence looked at the Emma in a strange way. Could it be that he wanted to...

"How about we make a deal? Clarence." Heras said calmly, "I'll kill him for you and let you take over the city. After that, I want to get all the inheritance of that gangster!"

"What?!" Clarence was surprised by this sentence. The Amarr has always been polite, but he didn't expect to keep his expression on when he talked about killing people and stealing goods... and he still wanted to kill a high-level professional By......

"In any case, helping you is a kind of favor to the elf empire, and I really hate those lawless gang leaders!" Helas said righteously.

Clarence looked at him ridiculously, shook his head, and nodded again, "If you can help us kill that gang leader, his inheritance will naturally belong to you." <Read. ;