The sage civilization can be said to be the benchmark of civilization in the world of Ashe. If it hadn't gone too far in the forbidden realm and was destroyed by the gods at that time, there would be no elves, orcs, or descendants of human beings.
The immortality of the whole family, the artificial soul, and the creation of life are their three proud creations, and they are also the root of their demise, and the most fundamental and core of them is still the artificial soul.
Creating a soul from scratch is not only a creator-level privilege, but even beyond the limits of order and the goddess of chaos. I am afraid that only Ashe can obtain such authority.
"… The second part of the forbidden spell, the forbidden fruit of the artificial soul."
The pitch-black dagger spanned the distance of time and space, and came here in response to the master's call. When this sword appeared here after absorbing the endless soul, the surrounding snow was instantly blackened by the pollution of the undead.
"The Seven Sins of the Devil Sword."
It has just harvested countless creatures on the battlefield. At this time, when it exists here, it seems to have opened the gate of hell, and countless souls swarmed out from it.
"Seeking the truth of inexhaustible knowledge and mastering the mysteries of the gods, even if intelligent creatures have the instinct to seek knowledge, it is a taboo to play with fire. When human beings finally think that they are beyond the limits of the creator, they will naturally try to seek the authority of the creator... And in Ashe, this is tantamount to self-destruction."
The understanding of human nature has long belonged to the category of philosophy. Everyone has their own set, and there is no right or wrong.
And I have always believed that the seven deadly sins, which were originally regarded as the source of human sin, are, in a sense, the driving force behind the progress of individual organisms and even society. The same is true of the eighth deadly sin.
Because it involves the root of the soul, the crisis has reached the reincarnation of the Stygian River, and the civilization of the sages has entered the end, but their research results remain in this world.
"The construction of the spell model has been completed, and the artificial soul template has been drawn up..."
Although the technology of the sage civilization is very powerful, it can use living beings to process artificial souls with specified specifications, but I have to say that maybe they did a good job in principle technology, but in terms of application, they are weak!
To create an artificial soul with a certain knowledge reserve and self-awareness just to act as a laborer and a computing machine is simply an extremely stupid waste of resources.
And I myself, when I first got my hands on the two technologies of magic life and artificial soul manufacturing, discovered his terrifying potential for war.
"Isn't this... a magical clone army?"
In a sense, magic and science have reached the extreme, and in fact, they will both involve the essence of life and the discipline of soul, which can be regarded as the same destination.
And because of the crushing advantage of magic civilization in soul science, such a "replica" will be closer to the original in essence.
Ashe, all power comes from the soul. When the soul can be tailored, can the strong be mass-produced
Lack of combat experience and fighting skills? Wouldn't it be enough to use necromancy to copy memories, and in this regard, Heloise is an expert among experts. Her book of souls can not only reproduce memories, but also her personality and self.
Artificial soul carrying capacity is limited? Then, the soul-splitting technology used to create the seven deadly sins can be used to cut the soul fragments of the powerful "mother" and use it to create the soul seeds of the replica. This is a mature technology for creating super undead creatures.
In order to maintain the activity and integrity of the soul, it also used the method of dividing and duplicating the book of souls obtained from Heloise, and each individual was a page in that book.
Lack of a matching body? The ability of the creator to control the miracle of life, the research results of Henghe and I are integrated into everything, and the temporary life constructed with ice and snow will break all limits.
Not enough magic? The super-classic special edition of Olivia's Box is enough to supply a super-treasure for the defense of a city mage's tower, which is a reserve of fifty magic power pools.
Although the theory is feasible, too many accidents may occur, too many technologies are lacking in the middle, and the success rate is too low? Indeed, turning these fragmentary technologies into cogwheels that fit each other and promote the use of the entire forbidden spell, the probability of success is so low that it is impossible, but in this world, there are special weapons that can turn the impossible decimal point probability into an inevitable .
"... The heart is stable like the north of the world, the 'Roland' body template is completed, and the artificial soul begins to be poured... "
Every piece of flesh, even in this world of ice and snow, is probably only about 60-70% of my strength.
Every soul is an artificial soul constructed with my soul fragments and living soul materials. Maybe their intelligence is not perfect, and they have almost no feelings, but in terms of killing skills and combat experience, they are at least 60-70% of my level.
The skeletons of ice and snow completed their evolution in front of me. He put on flesh and blood, put on armor made of ice, and picked up the long sword of ice and snow.
It's just the familiar face and the godless eyes that make people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.
One Roland, two Roland, three Roland... Well, countless Roland.
Heroes, Roland, and Heng, the three pinnacles of soul science have the technical achievements of the Undead Emperor, combined with the most precious technical treasures of the sage civilization, and finally caused this irresistible miracle.
"... Cavens, if you can last five minutes in this army of 1342 'Roland's, even if I... I will still win, so what if you can last five minutes, ten minutes later is not a dead end."
Cavensley ignored me, the endless "strong army" in front of him made him tremble and laugh wildly, meaninglessly provoking this fight of one to thousand.
And Cavens' madness also gave me a sigh of relief. The result of excessively cutting my soul was that I was in a trance before my eyes, and the headache had already lost consciousness. The overloaded magic was not only destroying my source of magic, but also had destroying my vitality.
This combination of forbidden spells has exceeded the limit of any individual caster. While gaining irresistible combat power, the body and soul also began to collapse at the same time.
Yes, what I said to Cavens just now is a lie. I will never lie all my life, not just because I can deceive people by lying at this time.
Cavens really fell for it. If he delays running, it must be me who can't stand it, and if he says so, he will definitely not escape.
How long can I last? next second? next minute? next trial
How long can he hold on? No matter what ace he has, I don't think it's bigger than this one.
Whether he died first, or I killed myself first... This is really interesting.