National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

Colorful fire enveloped the [Strong Soldier] magic planet.

The magic planet instantly turned into a big fireball, illuminating the soul world.

Lin Moyu provided enough soul power in time, and the degree of fusion steadily increased.

The whole process is the same as before, except that the demand for soul power is higher than before.

Lin Moyu calculated that the soul power requirement of [Strengthening Soldiers] is nearly twice as much as that of damage transfer and corpse explosion.

Just surpassed the recovery speed of the talent giant tree, and his soul power fell into a state of slow consumption.

However, this kind of consumption is not fast, Lin Moyu can persist for more than a day, enough to complete the sublimation of spells.

But gradually, Lin Moyu felt something was wrong.

The improvement of fusion degree is getting slower and slower, but the demand for soul power is getting bigger and bigger.

"Is it because of [Original Rune]-?"

Lin Moyu murmured in his heart, "Strengthening Soldiers" is not his own original spell, but comes from - "Original Rune".

[Origin Rune] is extracted from the essence and blood of Yuan Bird, and it is one of the nine-character mantras.

It contains the original power of the great world.

Therefore, the technique is extremely powerful, and the difficulty of sublimation is also very high.

Lin Moyu had prepared in advance, but still underestimated its difficulty.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Lin Moyu has no choice but to bite the bullet.

The seven-color fire is still burning, providing more and more soul power, but the improvement of fusion is getting slower and harder.

As time passed, more than half of the soul was consumed, and the seven-color fire seemed to gradually weaken.

But [Strength Soldiers] technique still failed to sublimate into a star.

Lin Moyu is still continuing to provide soul power, not giving up the last bit of hope.

With less and less soul power, Lin Moyu's aura gradually weakened and became unstable.

Zhu Qiwu saw it and knew that Lin Moyu was in trouble, but he couldn't help.

The sublimation of the technique can only be done by oneself, and no one else can help.

Apart from cheering Lin Moyu in his heart, Zhu Qiwu couldn't think of anything.

After going on like this for a whole day, the fire on Lin Moyu's body was completely extinguished.

Lin Moyu opened his eyes, heaved a long sigh, a little helpless, "Failed."

Zhu Qiwu said in a flat tone, "Qicai Jinghuo may fail occasionally, there is no absolute thing in the big world."

Lin Moyu understood this truth. Although Zhu Qiwu's tone was calm and he didn't say it directly, Lin Moyu knew that he was trying to comfort himself.

"Try again later." Lin Moyu was equally calm and showed no sign of discouragement.

Zhu Qiwu nodded, but didn't say much.

Lin Moyu's state of mind is very good, failure is nothing, as long as you don't give up.

The giant tree of talent constantly provided Lin Moyu with soul power, and at most half a day, the soul power could be restored to its heyday.

Lin Moyu thought about the reasons, looking for the root of the failure.

[Strong Soldier]'s fusion degree has increased to 99%.

It's the last 1%, and I failed.

Lin Moyu recalled the whole process, "The beginning part was very smooth, except for the consumption of soul power, there was no other problem."

"The problem should be at the end, that is, after the fusion degree reaches 99%, the last 1% can't be improved no matter what.

"It has nothing to do with soul power. I have plenty of soul power, and I also use colorful fire."

"Although the colorful fire can't guarantee 100% success in sublimation, at least 99% can be guaranteed to be fine."

"So what's the problem?"

Lin Moyu thought for a long time, but still couldn't get the correct answer.

From the current point of view, the reasons for the failure are nothing more than two points.

One is that I am really too unlucky, and I have encountered the rare chance of failure.

The second is that the technique is too strong, and the colorful fire is not enough.

But the seven-color fine fire is not good, and other fine fires are even worse. The seven-color fine fire is already the limit of fine fire, and there is no eight-color nine-color fine fire.

Thinking of Nine Colors, Lin Moyu suddenly thought of Nine Colors Lotus in the blue stars.

Zhu Qiwu didn't interrupt Lin Moyu's thinking. Lin Moyu had to figure out some problems by himself.

Half a day later, Lin Moyu's soul power returned to its prime.

"I'll try again." Lin Moyu said.

Zhu Qiwu just nodded slightly, without any other reaction.

Lin Moyu's mind sank into his own soul world, and his soul power turned into a big hand, and shot the colorful fire on the [Ju Li] magic planet.

That's right, Lin Moyu changed the target.

For the second sublimation, Lin Moyu did not choose the method of [Strengthening Soldiers], but chose the method of pressure and trapping.

There are only three chances to sublimate a spell. Lin Moyu didn't want to waste the second chance on the [Strengthen Soldiers] spell before he figured out the reason.

So he chose the technique of [Juli], [Juli] and [Strengthen Soldiers] have the same root and origin, and the previous fusion rate has reached 99%.

If it can be sublimated successfully, I only need to find two more colorful fires, and it will always succeed.

0...asking for flowers...

If even it fails, it means that it is not your problem, and you need to find a way.

Lin Moyu thought of the star spark, maybe he had to find the star spark.

After the [Juli] technique was ignited, Lin Moyu's soul power rushed forward like a tidal wave.

No longer gently providing soul power like before.

The difference is only 1%. If there is any bottleneck, Lin Moyu will strike hard and smash it completely.

The soul world is constantly shaking, and the soul power has almost turned into substance, rushing into the [Ju Li] spell planet like a waterfall.

The soul power is the fuel, and the seven-color fire is stronger than ever before, and the entire magic planet is burning, turning into a huge fireball.

Seeing that he is about to succeed, but Lin Moyu knows that the last 1% has not been able to break through.

It's as if there is a bottomless abyss, no matter how much soul power one rushes through, it will be swallowed by the abyss, unable to reach the other shore.

Until the soul power was completely exhausted and the colorful fire gradually went out, Lin Moyu sighed helplessly, "Failed again."

Zhu Qiwu also felt strange, did you find the reason?"

Lin Moyu shook his head, "I changed the technique, but the result is the same, only the last trace is missing, but I still can't cross this trace."

Zhu Qiwu thought about it, looking for the answer from the countless things he experienced in his tens of thousands of years of life.

"Although the success rate of Colorful Fine Fire cannot be said to be 100%, it is at least 99% sure."

"Occasionally, it is not unlucky to fail once, but I have never heard of failing twice in a row.

"Recover your soul power first, I'll ask."

Lin Moyu nodded, "I'm sorry, senior."

Zhu Qiwu's body in Fortress No. 10 in the distance suddenly took out a jade pendant, used the soul communication jade pendant, and said his question again.

The jade pendant was shimmering, accompanied by the aura of law, spreading the message of Sheng Qiwu.

After half an hour, the jade pendant lit up again.

Zhu Qiwu put the jade pendant between his eyebrows and read the information in it.

His expression changed, and there was a deep shock in his eyes.

In the silver mist, Zhu Qiwu's avatar suddenly whispered, "Is it the origin rune?"

Lin Moyu opened his eyes and nodded, "Yes."

"Two?" His voice was a little trembling, disbelieving, and excited at the same time.

"yes!"

Hiss down.