"This is indeed a good thing." Field stretched out his hand, grabbed the oil bottle, and looked at it carefully before his body slowly rose up, and his eyes were no longer fixed on the bottle of corpse oil.
"That is the source of magic power refined by several magicians, and even through certain rituals, some spells can be inherited." Field said slowly: "As for how this ritual comes about, you need to rely on your spiritual sense to get it from it." .”
After Field finished speaking, his body squirmed with the black substance and returned to the ceiling, as if it had never existed before.
And Logge was also extremely excited, was he finally going to obtain the mysterious magic power? He couldn't cope with the current situation by relying on a spiritual sense alone.
"I am indeed the chosen one. When I encounter difficulties, I will get other help." Logue left the classroom with the corpse oil, and he couldn't wait to listen.
After a while, a head protruded from the ceiling, and it was Field.
"Has a new mystic come to Mobis again? Why did he help Logue, and why did he leave that fatal flaw in it?" Field's eyes were gloomy.
"Ten years, I've been trapped here for ten years, and no one can stop me from escaping!!" Field couldn't restrain his anger the next moment, and all the black matter around him spread from the ceiling and spread in the classroom increase.
Logue returned to his residence, and after sending all the nannies back, he took a cold shower, took out the corpse oil bottle, hugged it with both hands, placed it between his eyebrows, and sensed it through his spiritual sense. Information.
The spirit inside ran out, but they were not complete, and even the words were incomplete. Logue, who had already experienced it, would not be afraid at all. He listened carefully to what was in the corpse oil, and soon he got the inheritance corpse oil Magical rituals.
After the enlightenment of the spiritual sense, Logue prepared a lot of mystical things here, and the ceremony began soon.
Logue lit white candles at the four corners of the house, and then the corpse oil was taken out, and poured bit by bit on the side of the candles, connecting the candles at the four corners through the corpse oil, hitting the intersection in the middle, Draw a circle.
Logue sat in the circle and placed five things next to him, namely knives, bows and arrows, sulfur powder, skulls, and a blank book.
The candles at the four corners were burning blazingly, and at the same time a strange smell permeated the room along with the corpse oil. Amid this smell, Logue gradually fell into a state of semi-drowsy and semi-awake.
In this state, he clearly saw four spirits entwined around him, and their true colors were completely revealed in front of him at this moment.
All four of these people died, and it can be observed from their spirit states that there was a huge wound on the neck of the first one, which seemed to be a knife wound, so in a trance, Logue found that this spirit picked up his early Just prepared the knife, and it was a knife to his neck.
The pain was clearly imprinted on Logue's body. At this moment, all magical powers were thrown aside by him. The pain in his body and the fear of death made him want to escape, but he found that he could not control his body up.
After slashing him, the spirit slowly entered Logue's body along Logue's wound, and then the next spirit moved. He raised his bow and arrow, and the sharp arrow pierced his body, Logue I can feel my heart being pierced.
The four spirits acted on Logue's body one by one, and then entered Logue's body from the knife-edge arrow wound. The sulfur powder ignited the flames, making Logue experience the pain of a burning fire, and the skull fragments, together with Related to the curse, Logue felt his skull bursting directly.
Only in the last book, there is no spirit holding him to do damage to Logue, but it seems to have an effect on Logue as well.
Early the next morning, Logue uttered a terrified cry, and then woke up from his sleep. He quickly touched his body, and he was still safe and sound, but the feeling of the four ways of death was so strong that it made him Logue was impressed.
After confirming that he was really fine, Logue could calm down. Unsurprisingly, he had obtained some magical power from the owner of the corpse oil. A magical power flowed in his body, and at the same time, he also had several spells in his mind. Casting method.
"There is too little magic power." Logue quickly discovered the disadvantages. His magic power was inherited from several dead bodies. When those dead bodies were alive, if they wanted to obtain magic power, they had to borrow it from the evil god through the same ritual. What Logue inherited was only spells, and there were no co-track rituals, so he needed to find another way to obtain magic power.
Time went back a little bit, back to the previous afternoon, when Negri returned to the dormitory, he saw several other auditors who had entered the dormitory. For these people, it was an honor to be able to live in the college, so they Also moved in quickly.
Negri shook his head. I am afraid that these people have all entered the tiger's mouth. They are not Negri, and they don't know how many can escape.
During the meal, Negri chatted with these auditors for a while. In a humanitarian way, Negri told them the name of an evil god in the form of a legend.
"Tyrogus, an evil god who likes to protect the weak who are involved in accidents, if you keep calling him in your heart when encountering unexpected and terrifying events, you will get a response." Negri kindly gave these companions a way out.
"According to what you said, this kind of god should be a good god, how can it be called an evil god!" A cut-headed young man on the side couldn't help retorting, and at the same time glanced slightly at a beautiful blond lady on one side. The blonde lady is nothing short of an angel.
Negri's words had attracted the attention of the blond lady before, so the young man with a cut head stood up to refute Negri's words, just to get the woman's attention.
"Tenogus is called the evil god for a reason. He will help the weak to escape into the vortex of accidents, and then deprive the weak of their most important things, save their lives, and destroy their hopes." Negri said The provocation of the inch-cut youth didn't take it to heart.
In Negri's view, among these people, the one with the highest chance of survival is the blond woman named Nuosi. Under her weak and noble appearance, she hides a lot of secrets.
Just like her lipstick, which made her lips look pink, bright red and charming, but Negri could smell the smell of blood from it.
Negri knows one thing from the garbage man. Some garbage man children will be sold to some women as commodities. The blood in their young bodies will become one of the raw materials for cosmetics. Those women think that this will make them permanent. Stay young.
As it turns out, in this sickly deformed world, this, really does work.