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Chapter 1013 Giant Insect Attacks

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The Kingdom of Briland, the Seventh Ring Tower.

The newly resurrected Drow elf stood in front of the legendary wizards in a crunch, recounting his life journey, family details, private secrets, magic secrets that had been agreed upon in advance and a series of meaningless magic symbols.

After he finished speaking, more than a dozen legendary mages asked questions in turn, and each answer from the Drow Elves would be verified by the prophetic mages standing beside him for casting. Only when the verification was passed will the next step be entered.

The whole process was cumbersome and meticulous, which made the Drow Elf (Mage) who had just recovered his mind a little unbearable, and a fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

After all the pre-set inspection processes were passed, the legendary mage unanimously agreed that the mid-level mage they pushed was indeed the one they pushed in the body of the Drow warrior. However, the inspection did not end here, because the pediatric method of soul transfer, let alone the cemetery, can be easily completed by anyone present.

What really needs to be detected is the degree of matching between the newly injected soul and the spirit and flesh of this body. In this regard, any deviation will result in the repulsion of the spirit and flesh, which will lead to the decay of the body and the soul will not be nourished.

The experts in this regard are undoubtedly several legendary lichs, so they certainly did not allow them to take over the subsequent tests.

First of all, the test of soul talent.

Before the test, the master of the soul was a mid-level energy-shaping mage with extremely excellent magical talents, while the master of the rou body was a real underground dark creature, a Drow warrior known for his agility and ruthless attacks.

Transplant a mage's soul into a warrior's body, and the talent damage caused by this is the focus of their detection.

At the sign of the lich, the newborn Drow warrior picked up the wand in an awkward way. Judging from the method and strength of his holding the wand, he seemed to still think that he was holding a Drow scimitar, rather than a fireball wand that was about to be heard.

He recited the spell with a strange accent, but the magic spell's pronunciation was quite skilled in the beginning of the phonetic scale. Unfortunately, due to the current rou body with only the talent of a warrior, he chanted the magic spell of Fireball Technique, but there was no sign of fire elements gathering in the air.

Then he tried energy-shaping spells such as ice arrows, lightning impact, acid swamps, and ground thorn jungle, and almost all failed. This also means that he now has a lot of magic knowledge and many casting skills, but his talent limit has lost his past elemental affinity.

He can never become a mage again!

After testing the casting ability, the Drow warrior's melee combat ability was tested.

Throw him two excellent quality Zoer scimitars, and a mage soul who had never been exposed to such a weapon actually flew up and down like a god's help, moving forward and backward. Unfortunately, the memory of the rou body and the memory of the soul had some fluctuations at this moment.

This Drow warrior (the soul of the mage) started to play with the sword light rolling and the cold light flashed. However, from his horrified eyes, it can be seen that what controls everything in front of him is the combat instinct left by the former master in this body, and has nothing to do with the soul of the mage who is entering.

After the entire magic test was completed, a long list of tests was placed in front of everyone. However, the legendary mages did not try to interpret the stinky and obscure list, but all looked at Shane VII, the leader of the Lich.

"Shane, you are the only one who has the most say here. We are all waiting for your conclusion now!" Although the old magician was not in the face of this legendary lich, he still believed in the expert's judgment even more when facing such a major issue as immortality.

Facing the gaze of everyone, Xia En's face, which was withered and shriveled like a cracked tree bark, twitched. All the flesh and blood on its body had lost its activity. If the only remaining skin had not been refined into some special magical object, it would have already rotted and festered.

Although it is reluctant to admit it, it is difficult for it to overturn certain fait accompliments that have been recognized by heaven and earth in the presence of many great prophets.

It scratched its forehead with its thin fingers and finally gave its own answer ambiguously.

"I must admit that on the road to immortality, this great cemetery has gone farther than any lich ever made."

"Then do you estimate, if this method is used, how long can the new body last?" Gugman didn't care so much and directly asked everyone's thoughts.

"30 years... or 40 years... If the body of the descendants of blood can be adopted, it may be longer... But..." Xia En's soul fire had condensed into a sharp red light like a needle tip, but its answer seemed to be a little hesitant.

After listening to its first half, the seventh ring hall actually heard a rare sound of warm cheers, and directly drowned its second half in an excited roar.

Xia En lowered her head in pain.

Although it has hundreds of methods to attack the immortality experiment of the cemetery on the technical level, in the face of obvious facts, even the Lich master is difficult to cover up the feasibility of the immortality experiment. In the past, the attempts of the immortality experiment of the lich, whether it is soul rebirth or flesh regeneration, will have a decay in the body for two or three months, and the better ones will not last for half a year.

Even if you spend a lot of effort to pick out the descendants of the direct blood relatives who are close to each other and rich in blood, it will only take a long time to one or two years. Such high resource investment and breeding plan can only harvest a body that is not enough for two years, which is undoubtedly not cost-effective.

But if it were 30 years, 40 years, or even longer, everyone present would be heartbroken. Moreover, magic skills can be improved. As long as they can break through those critical passes, other insignificant flaws can be compensated by increasing the investment in rare resources.

The legends present can be said to have studied in-depth research on the issue of immortality. If all the mysteries of the soul-powered coffin in the Great Cemetery can be obtained, and some of the achievements they have studied privately, this immortality experiment will definitely benefit all legendary wizards.

With endless time, only the limits of plane stances are left. As long as the problem of plane shackles is solved, a road to immortality will be presented to them.

Demigod! Immortal! A new generation of magic gods who destroy the world!

Human beings, a short-lived species, may burst out with energy that shocks the entire multiverse and quickly rise strongly in various planes.

Soul-powered coffin! Soul-powered coffin!

The biggest problem now is how to get that kind of soul-power coffin!

By conducting detailed analysis of the magic images brought back by Master Dashi, all the legendary mages can see that during the entire Immortal Life experiment, the "blood crystal" and "soul crystal" that the soul-power coffin and corpse witches have been constantly invested.

Isn’t the soul energy coffin a spirit-felt fusion container made of soul crystals! There are still 1,000 soul crystal reserves in the Mage Guild, and maybe you can create them by yourself. As for the blood crystals, they are just magical objects that nourish the body. Although the Mage Guild does not have blood crystals, some alternative magic materials can still be found.

During the heated discussions between everyone, the task of building a soul-power coffin that belongs to the Mage Guild was hit by the current president Femora. On this major event, all legends showed great enthusiasm and initiative, and they all said that as long as there are any magic materials in the creation process, just open the words, all the costs will be borne by all legendary mages. The collection of all legendary mages will also be open to Femora, and everything is focused on building a soul-power coffin!

However, just as everyone was ready to talk about this, waves of vague and obscure mysterious waves penetrated into the hearts of everyone from the level of law, making them look to the southwest together.

Something happened there!

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The accident happened was Samara City in the Kingdom of Owendale.

As the largest temple in the Justice Church, the Great Temple of Demes is one of the seventeen magnificent temples in the kingdom that worships the God of Justice Tyr.

The Great Temple of Demes is located on the towering and steep mountains of Enner. Surrounded by mountains extending to both sides, it is the greatest holy city of the Kingdom of Owendeer. Standing in front of the vast and flat square of the Great Temple of Demes is a giant statue of the great God of Justice up to 100 meters high.

Since the Temple of Demes is surrounded by huge divine power for many years, this huge statue of Tyr can be clearly distinguished even if it is dozens of miles away. Bathed in the soft and sacred glory of the divine power of justice, the people of Samara will pray silently in the morning, noon and evening to show their admiration and reverence for this great god.

Whenever the evening prayer moment comes, the priests of the Justice Church who walk out of the temple will come to the streets and alleys of Samara City, guiding everyone to pray devoutly to the God of Justice Tyr, and to treat the sick believers with divine skills.

It is precisely because of this fine tradition and atmosphere that the city of Samara has become the well-deserved holy city of the Justice Church.

Under the stable leadership of the church's forces, Samara City has not experienced any disasters of war for three thousand years. Therefore, Samara City has also obtained the beauty of the city of happiness and the city of justice!

Unfortunately, all this has become the past today.

Under the bloody sunshine of dusk, the people in Samara City shouted and neighed, the houses collapsed, and countless fires soared into the sky, almost swallowing half of the city. Countless residents ran around and cried, shouting loudly, and there were casualties on the ground, and there were corpses lying in a row, and the entire city was completely destroyed.
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