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Zach didn't take long to judge Maggie's home. He followed the two people through the living room and dining room, and pulled up a secret door on the floor behind the kitchen counter. The downward stairs indicated that this was a basement. . Zach raised his eyebrows and followed the two of them down the stairs. What appeared in front of him was a perfume workshop.
The only reason for this definition is that the air is not the cold, damp musty smell of ordinary basements, but a light fragrance. Otherwise, after seeing the various materials piled up on the shelves, the flasks and test tubes on the table, and the huge instruments taking up the space, you will only think that this is an ordinary laboratory, a fragrant laboratory.
"This is my world." Maggie seemed a little excited because she had guests coming.
"It looks great here." Zach looked around and praised politely. The vampire's disapproval of witchcraft prevents him from sharing Maggie's enthusiasm, but the vampire is polite enough.
"Here." Maggie guided Zach to what seemed to be a display cabinet on one side. There were bottles of various shapes on the shelves behind the glass, containing liquids of various colors. "You can try it." She opened the glass cabinet and encouraged the vampire, "If you like it, I can give you some. I have a store in Pixar Department Store..."
"Ahem!" Walter reminded from the side, this vampire is not a guest who comes to see the perfume!
"Oh!" Maggie smiled sheepishly at Zach, "Come this way."
"Your perfume is great." Zach smiled and glanced at Walter, "When I have time, I took my girlfriend to your store to have a look."
"Do you have a girlfriend?" Maggie walked away. While turning his head, his eyes glanced at Walter, and finally stopped at Zach, "Does she like perfume? I can give you some samples..."
Walter pulled Maggie, and the two looked at each other, not knowing what they were communicating. I don’t know what agreement the two finally reached with their eyes. Maggie pursed her lips, stopped talking about perfume, and led the two of them towards the innermost part.
After opening an inconspicuous door, a room similar to an operating room appeared in front of the three of them. Zach imitated the movements of the two and washed his hands at the sink in the corridor.
"Walter didn't want me to invite you here." After entering a space similar to an isolation room, Maggie put on goggles, a mask, and gloves, and handed a pair to each of them, and sat in front of a large experimental table. , looked at Zach. "I know what he's worried about, but I think you need to know this."
Zach frowned, looked at the equipment in his hand, and then looked at Walter, who had quickly put it on with obvious displeasure on his face, and honestly put on protective measures.
"Have you brought the new samples?" Maggie asked.
Zach held out the box, "Worried it wasn't enough, I brought a third."
Maggie's eyes squinted under her goggles. He seemed to be smiling, but half of his face was covered by a mask. This smile is not very obvious.
Opening the box, a black solid the size of a baby's fist was wrapped in a layer of plastic wrap. Maggie's movements were not very gentle. She tore off the plastic wrap, then used tweezers to tear off a small piece and threw it into a round glass dish that had been filled with some liquid. She also wrapped the remaining spices and put them away. Back to the box.
The three of them stared at the glass dish with a little black 'smudge' in the center. like a statue.
Zach's eyes looked left and right behind the goggles at the two of them, "Uh, what are we looking at?"
"Soul rebirth." Maggie explained with her head tilted.
Zach was stunned for a moment, "Soul what?"
"Rebirth!" Walter said impatiently.
"Of course, I can't see anything." Maggie's eyes bent under the goggles. Adding a tone of self-deprecating smile, "I have no talent for witchcraft, I can only make perfume. Walter can see that he verified my guess..."
Zach really didn't have the attention to listen to what Maggie continued to say, because strange changes began to appear in front of his eyes.
Have you ever seen how mushrooms grow overnight after a rain? To speed up the process, change the shape of the mushroom to human-sized.
This is what is happening now before the vampire's eyes. The light red threads were tightly clustered together, protruding from the 'stain' at the bottom of the glass dish, swelling and spreading!
The light red silk threads are arranged together and rely on each other. The tops of the silk threads form a flat surface, which is separated from the world. The twisted form gradually stretched, grew, and became clearer.
The mouth under the mask opened, and the 'thing' in front of the vampire stopped growing, but you can clearly see this light red thing, which is humanoid!
"Growth has stopped." Walter explained reluctantly, "As you can see, the thread connecting the soul imprint and the body has been reactivated by your thing, growing crazily and supporting the entire soul."
Zach watched as the soul dyed pink by countless light red threads began to fade and become transparent, and he accepted Walter's words, "But there is neither a soul imprint nor a body to maintain the existence of the threads. It is going to die."
The 'thing' in front of Zach's eyes had completely faded away from its color and merged with the surrounding scenery. It was so transparent that no one could see it. This thing died after a brief resurrection.
Even with the mask on, Walter still made a grunting sound, "Don't act like you care! You've seen what this thing can do. This is what we know. It's up to you whether you tell Benjamin or not."
Zack frowned, thought for a moment, and shook his head.
The vampire's thinking is a little confused now. Judging from what he just saw, the function of this spice is to stimulate the rebirth of the thread that connects the soul and body.
I once asked Danny what the thread was. Danny the Illusive Man only told me this after confirming many times that I will not try anything stupid after death. Please feel it.
"We call it the Earthbinder's umbilical cord, the Tether."
"Interesting name." I curled my lips and wrote the name in my notebook. Of course, I was asking this very weak fantasy person, so I had no respect for him, so my tone was frivolous.
"Madison!" Danny held my shoulders very seriously. The colorful light wandering throughout my body almost blinded me, "This is not something interesting! This is very serious! It is much more important than soul imprints, body memories, and thoughts! If you make one wrong move, you will Become a wandering spirit! Do you want to become a wandering spirit without consciousness and everything?"
I shook my head.
"The binding belt is what binds the earth-binding spirit, and it is also what maintains the alien existence of all our souls! Do you understand?"
I'm half blind. Still a little rational, "You are contradictory. You are a phantom, and you are no longer bound by the entity like the Earthbinder. Do you still need that thing?"
"Of course!" Danny continued to use his light to 'attack' my fragile human eyes. "Otherwise, how could I catch those other people's delusions?! How could Wander absorb the most primitive 'existence**'?! What about the devil? The experience of seizing someone else’s soul mark?!…”
Therefore, the essential definition of alien souls is that they are alive and have different food preferences.
In order not to really go blind. I nodded to show that I understood and avoided the phantom man.
The reason why Walter hates this spice is already obvious. This guy who deals with the undead all day long does not want to be taken away by the things he summoned, so he does not want his own to get a little bit of this stuff and let the undead get more. He grew several 'umbilical cords' and tied away the mark of his soul.
"Benjamin told you his symptoms."
As a vampire, Zack wasn't an expert in this area. It should be said that Mr. Vampire has a half-dead soul that is constantly decaying. To him, the soul is just the appendix that was abandoned during evolution, so he doesn't bother to understand things about the soul. All he needs to know is that his blood can harm all souls. This is the racial pride of vampires.
But things have to change a little bit. What we’re talking about here is Benjamin. Zach can disdain the soul, but he can’t disdain Alpha.
"Why are there those side effects?" Zach shook his head. side effect? When the main effect is not clear, there are no side effects to speak of. Zach corrected himself, "How do you explain those circumstances?"
Maggie looked at Zach, paused for a moment, and did not answer directly. Instead, he said something else, "When Walter came to urge me that day, I was actually being asked by a friend to help analyze another sample."
She took a wooden box on the test bench and took out a small can, "This is something used by hunters." Maggie said a little embarrassed, "My friend is not a hunter, but he just found these things, so Let me help you take a look."
Zach looked at Maggie and thought of the Indian beside Anthony, the one who later stayed at Mrs. White's house to deal with the aftermath. There were the bodies of hunters and wizards. Zach waved his hand nonchalantly, "What is this?"
"Poison." Maggie thought for a while, then added, "Poison to the soul, I think it is a drug that hunters take specially to corrode the soul in order to prevent themselves from becoming earthbound spirits and being taken away by demons when they die. "
You can sigh, those hunters from the central part of the country really have a hard time.
"But among the things sent together, there are the formula, effects, and some raw materials for this poison." Maggie took out some more things and showed them to the vampire one by one. They were all herbs in small jars. thing.
She took out another piece of paper, which Zach copied. In Sibella's notes, the composition and ratio of spices.
"I don't have the talent for witchcraft. I can't make potions with materials related to witchcraft. After Sibella left, I have no inventory of these materials. So I can't make this kind of poison, but the ingredients and effects, I It can be roughly tested." She looked at Zach, "Then I discovered that among the spices in Sibera, all the materials I could find had the opposite effect to the poison."
"I can't tell yet what effect this spice will have on Alpha." Maggie shook her head, "But if you want to know, you should be able to predict it by working backwards from the effects of this poison."
She frowned and handed a jar of poison to Zach, "Please go to the perfume cabinet and choose a few bottles to take back. Otherwise, it would be too rude to give you poison when we meet for the first time." (It's pie in the sky.) Events, cool mobile phones are waiting for you! Follow ~ click / official account (add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter dd), participate now! Everyone will win a prize, follow the dd WeChat official account now!) (. .)