For a moment, Salin didn't know what to ask about the desert. There were too many things he wanted to know. All his common sense about the Holy See came from books. www、QuAnBen-XIaoShuo、coM
Nicholas was in shock. Seeing Salin's hesitation, he already had a calculation in his mind. He started from the basic structure of the Holy See and went all the way to the Holy City on the Glorious Plains, the core of the Holy See.
Nicholas was born in poverty, his parents were civilians who had nothing, and they made a living by working part-time in the city. When he was three years old, he was led into the church by the priest in the city. From the age of six, he began to sing hymns. When he was twelve years old, he was sent to the countryside and became a small priest. Over the past seventy years, he gradually climbed to the top of the Holy See and became a red archbishop.
Nicholas only narrates his growth process. He has held almost every priesthood, and the things he has experienced at every level are representative. So Salin didn't interrupt him and let him finish.
Finally, Nicholas described the expedition to Salin and talked about why he betrayed the Holy See and took refuge in Salin.
"Isn't it too cruel for Dinisio to do this?" Although Salin already knew the fate of those expeditionary troops, what Nicholas said was somewhat different. Most of the expeditionary force are civilian believers. They have received brief training and took up arms for their beliefs. "Lord Salin, this kind of thing is indeed cruel, but we... no, in the Holy See, we can do anything for the sake of God." "Well, then you are a fallen magician now, and you can fight with How does it compare?"
Nicholas smiled bitterly and said: "It should be stronger, but from now on, the gods will never favor me again. After death, I will fall into purgatory." "Aren't you afraid?"
"I'm afraid of what's the use. Anyway, it will be a thousand years later. I am a ninth-level magician, and my life is no shorter than that of a magician. In a thousand years, if I can advance to the tenth level, I can survive in purgatory. Maybe I will survive." It's not bad." "How can you be sure?"
"Lord Salin, when professionals reach level nine, they begin to come into contact with things on the soul level, and they will have a vague understanding of level ten. At level ten, as long as someone does not search for the soul and dies naturally, the soul will not be lost. Dissipated. Probably, in another world, we are still strong and can preserve our own memories."
(*.*) There is a similar description in the magic notes. After listening to what Nicholas said personally, Salin became more and more certain that these ten levels are the real starting point for professionals.
No wonder human power is so weak. It is very difficult to find level 10 professionals in Mels Continent.
I only know two, one is Joey and the other is Faka. A simple calculation shows that there is at least one in Alchemy City, and there will be one hidden in Holy Rock City, and it is not Joey.
Yunliu, Tanggulas, and Skochinya should all have at least one level 10 professional serving as their mentor, otherwise the continent will not be able to maintain a balance for thousands of years. Now that the Holy See has launched a holy war, it has not used any level 10 professionals. It must be because they are worried about the retaliation of other level 10 professionals. Or there may be an agreement between everyone that level 10 professionals cannot directly participate in this kind of thing.
"Nicholas, there is something I have always wanted to understand. The magician's healing technique requires the sacrifice of the life of the person being treated. Do you also have to pay this price when you treat yourself?"
"Most of the time, we don't need to. We will absorb the energy of other beings, which is a bit more complicated." Nicholas answered honestly. The contract he signed with Salin was second only to the soul contract, so there was no need to hide anything. Anyway, before Faka said anything, he would do his best for Salin.
"Then look at my injury, how do I need to treat it?" Salin said, taking off his gloves and stretching out his left hand. When Nicholas saw Salin's green hand bones, he immediately understood why Dinisio must eliminate Salin.
"It turns out that your Excellency is a favored one by God. No wonder Dinisio has trouble sleeping and eating. Sir, this injury is very serious, but I have the Soul Pearl and can treat you immediately. If you are not willing to give up a little bit of your life force, it will only last three days." It will take a few days to fully recover." Salin nodded and said, "Then let's treat it."
He knew that Nicholas had killed twelve cardinals and would never return to the Holy See. It was part of the agreement that Faka asked him to help him. Faka was worried that he would die too quickly and would not be able to help him control the entire north.
Nicholas approached Salin and carefully observed Salin's hand bones. Then he put the black soul pearl into Salin's hand, touched it with his finger, and said: "In the name of Nicholas 7 Bridges, healing !”
The Soul Pearl immediately sprayed out gray light, covering Salin's hand bones. A layer of fascia quickly grew on Salin's hand bones. Salin felt that the life force in the bones of his hand was still somewhat depleted. However, the energy ejected from the Soul Pearl is the main force that allows the muscles to regenerate.
A black divine branch appeared and wrapped Salin's left hand. In Salin's left hand, blood vessels and tendons began to grow, and eventually even muscles grew. Skin, nails, and hair are all the same. Back and forth, in only ten minutes, Nicholas cured Salin's left hand.
Taking back the Soul Pearl, Nicholas said cautiously: "Lord Salin, I use the Divine Fallen Art, which is somewhat different. Sir, it's better not to use this hand for the next two or three days. Use the repair tool every day. Cleanse with water, preferably absorbed by the magic liquid, and you will be fully recovered after three days.
Saleen's elemental eye has been observing carefully. Although he doesn't understand the principle, flesh and blood veins have indeed grown on his left hand, which is no different from the original one. These newly grown tissues were entangled with gray aura. Under Nicholas's control, these gray auras did not penetrate deep into the bones, but penetrated outside the skin.
These gray breaths seeped through the skin and slowly formed into pinpoint-sized particles. These particles are poisonous, but the toxin is rare and cannot even kill a pig. If the gray breath penetrates into the bones, it will be a big trouble. There is marrow in the bones, and in the magician's knowledge, the marrow is responsible for producing blood. When these toxins enter, the blood becomes intoxicated. In the long run, the body will become weaker and weaker.
Seemingly knowing what Salin was thinking, Nicholas said: "Lord Salin, these particles... are actually useful. If diluted with repair water, they can cure cold poison. If soldiers suffer from frostbite due to the severe cold, many limbs must be cut off. Those who survive. Soaking them with this toxin can save the limbs that need to be cut off, but... it only affects a little bit of life span. "How much can it affect?" “It depends on the circumstances, no less than one year and no more than five years. "(*.*)
Saleen calculated in his mind. If a twenty-year-old man is frostbitten and given a choice, should he cut off his leg or lose five years of his life? The results are obvious: basically no one wants to lose the ability to walk.
"Nicholas, I understand. From now on, I will allow you to use fallen magic to treat soldiers, but one by one. "Sir, if you treat the people around you, I will make it clear to you the stakes. Nicholas replied respectfully.
"Nicholas, are you going to follow Faka or me in the future? There may not be eternal peace between Faka and I." Salin suddenly asked a sharp question without warning.
Nicholas had already thought about it and replied calmly: "Sir, I don't know either. Faka just asked me to come to you, and there was no requirement in between. He might ask me to do something, I I won't hide it my lord. "What if he asks you to kill me?" "If Faka wants to kill the Lord, he will do it himself." "
Salin stared at Nicholas, thinking to himself, having such a person by his side is both useful and something to be wary of. Faka is really a good chess player. However, Faka did not expect that he could add the power of thunder and lightning to the contract. Once Nicholas rebelled, he would be killed immediately. "Then look, if I want to unify the north and capture the Principality of the Rhine, what should I do?" Salin changed his mind quickly and talked about development again.
At this time, a low-level mage came in from outside and whispered to Saleen. Salin nodded, signaling for the mage to go out first, and then looked at Nicholas with his blue eyes, still waiting for his answer. "It depends on how much plutonium you have."
"Money... I still have more than one million gold coins left, but I produce nuclear cores and metal mines here. I don't have to spend money to buy many materials. The basic expenditure is just the salary needed to raise soldiers. I have two There is a sixth-level necromancer, and tens of thousands of slaves. Some construction projects do not require hiring workers." "How many magic cores can you sell every year?"
Saleen thought for a while and said: "For the fourth-level magic cores, there should be more than 200,000 this year, and for the others, there will be no more than 2,000. Low-level magic cores can be self-sufficient."
Nicholas was startled at first, and then became a little moved. Salin actually has such strong economic strength. Maybe this young mage can really unify the north, or even... Forget it, since Faka has no other requirements, just follow Salin.
If Salin wants to fight, he can collect more souls and hopefully become a tenth-level magician. The more land Salin acquires, the better it will be for him.
Although Faka said that he has the Chapter of Redemption, there is still a question whether he will use it for himself when the time comes. Even if he is saved, he cannot return to the Holy See to fight for power and wealth, and can only follow Faka. Will the angel beside Faka allow him to succeed one day? With Faka's wisdom, he would not fail to understand this.
Thinking of this, Nicholas suddenly became enlightened. He came back to Salin, bowed deeply and said, "Lord Salin, I have a request. I hope you will agree to it." Nicholas unknowingly used the word The honorific was completely different from his previous tone. H! ~!
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