"Thank you very much for your help, my lord, this test is over."
"Any more tests? It's been so much fun, I can't get enough of it..."
Burris looked up from his notes and looked at Lot helplessly. In fact, the test just now was not much fun. The Skeletal Monarch resurrected a shattered slime-shaped killer, or should be said, a crushed mud-shaped killer.
The slime killer is not a natural creature, it was invented by a spellcaster named Palmi in history. This kind of thing looks like dirt and feels like dirt. Most of the time it is just a pile of dirt without any features. It can be stretched into a flat surface to cover a large area of land, and it can also be compressed into the size of an apricot, disguised as a hard pebble. It can also rely on the function of stretching and flattening to drill through small gaps and sneak into impenetrable fortresses. The first-generation product was used to carry out assassinations, so it was named the slime killer. (Note 1)
Later, this invention was slowly improved by mages, and various variants appeared. The first-generation slime-killer killed its target by wrapping and squeezing it. After the target was suffocated, it would spit out the corpse. Later, an ancient elf mage creatively set up a teleportation array in the body of the slime killer, and the devoured target would be automatically teleported to the place the mage wanted... Necromancers made the most terrifying improvements to the slime killer. Added paralysis and digestion functions to it, the creature will remain awake after being swallowed, but it will be powerless to resist until it is slowly corroded into bones.
There are also some weird mages who endowed the clay-shaped killer with an automatic transformation function. This "transformation" refers not to simply pinching, flattening and rounding, but to transforming into the shapes of various animals or humans... Of course, even if deformed, they The texture is still earthy. With this function, the slime killer can be disguised as a sculpture, or even a god statue.
Burris also made slime killers. His tower was not built by humans. At the beginning, he only hired two human architects. They were in charge of design and guidance. Several semi-intelligent golems were responsible for carrying out specific orders. The specific physical work was done by the slime killer. of.
In Burris' view, letting the slime killer do damage is overkill. They have excellent weight-bearing capacity, mobility, and body extension, and with proper control, they can carry heavy responsibilities in many places.
For example, there is a river near the Mountains of No Return, which often floods due to upstream rain in summer and autumn... So Boris placed a group of mud-shaped killers near the river. They usually sleep in the wild, and once the river water exceeds the warning line, they will automatically expand. The body, transformed into an impregnable dam. After the river water returns to normal, the "dams" will return to their original positions by themselves, and the beauty of both sides of the river and the berths will not be affected.
Burris' tower also has some unused slime killers. They shrank into small round stones and lay quietly in the box one by one. Burris also gave each of them a small soft towel.
Some slime slayers become damaged for various reasons, becoming inactive and turning back into cracked and dried magic clay. There is one such in Boris' Tower. The apprentices said he was too nostalgic, but Burris was reluctant to throw it away, in case it would be of any use someday...
Now, the Skeleton Lord has fully resurrected the shattered slime killer. Of course, he still uses his mouth to cast spells, luckily the slime killer actually has a mouth... an artificial mouth that remains on the debris.
When the Skeleton Lord held the fragments and kissed, Boris sat among a bunch of instruments, casting spells to observe specific spell fluctuations.
This is different from the previous mouth-casting. Previously it belonged to "healing and resetting living creatures", which is essentially a magic spell, and restoring "seriously damaged magic items" is another matter. Maharaja not only reversed the damage of that thing, but also fully restored the magic that should be on it, and automatically gained control over it after the whole process - after being repaired, the former abilities of this slime killer were restored , but it no longer pledges allegiance to Boris, but considers Lott its master.
It doesn't matter, Boris can regain control of it by stuffing it with a magic potion. He didn't do that, it's just an old model with basic capabilities anyway.
The important thing is that Lott activated the three powers of the holy, the undead, and the purgatory at the same time during this restoration process. Reversing the damage requires the power of restoration, repairing the spells on it requires the corresponding spells of the undead system, and seizing control by default is a characteristic of purgatory power.
It is important to document this process. Boris can slowly analyze the detailed principles, and these parameters may provide shortcuts for future magic research and spell development...
While the mage was thinking and recording, Lott had already played with the resurrected slime killer. Lott made it transform into an amphora, and he stood across the room throwing cornflakes into it, and then he turned it into a giant version of Lord Herrolf, and made it spit out the cornflakes, Extra far, spit out the door, and the real Count Herrolf in the corridor starts chasing cornflakes along a parabola...
When Boris raised his head, the clay-shaped killer transformed into Lot's appearance. It poses with its chest up and its head up, maintaining a bright smile, without clothes, a bit like a statue on a fountain in a square.
"This kind of test is very interesting." Lot touched his chin and admired his "statue". "Boris, do you have any interesting tests? Don't be polite to me, just come!"
Boris glanced at the statue, and quickly moved his eyes back: "Can't you mold clothes for it? The mud-shaped killer can be molded with clothes."
"Why, are you embarrassed to look at my naked body?" Lot blinked deliberately, "It's okay, it's not my naked body, I just let it become a naked statue with my face, in fact it The details of the body are not the same as mine, like my…”
Boris picked up the notes, stood up and walked out: "Today's test is over. Do you want to go out for a walk? The end-of-month fair in Sandari Town has started again. I remember you like it there..."
Lott followed, staring at Burris' back and laughing. Sure enough, the little mage was embarrassed again, so cute, I said that it was not my naked body...
This floor is full of various laboratories and equipment rooms. When passing by one of the doors, Lott heard the sound of water splashing, as if someone was swimming in a large pool.
"Boris, what is this?" Lot asked the mage curiously. This is the upper level of the tower. It is said that there will be no pool, and it is probably made with space magic.
Boris turned his head and looked at the house number in a daze. "This is... something you've seen."
"I have seen?"
"You drive Count Herolf away, and I'll open the door for you to see. The contents won't hurt either of us, but I'm afraid he'll attack the dog."
Count Herolf was quite obedient. At Lott's order, it ran to the side of the stairs, jumped onto the floating disc, and obediently descended to the living floor.
Boris said the spell and touched the rune on the door at the same time. After opening the door, there is a room that is much larger than what you see from the outside. The room is empty, without any facilities except for the circular pool in the middle.
Something was churning in the pool. Lot was not afraid, since nothing could hurt him anyway, he walked to the edge of the pool to see, there were many white pythons entangled and swimming at the bottom of the pool.
One of the pythons swam to the edge of the pool, with half of its body sticking out of the water. It was only then that Lot saw clearly that this was not a python at all. Its body was a thin, pale strip of flesh that was as thick as an arm. palm.
"It's not the one from your mentor..." Lot looked at it in surprise. The palm python seemed to feel that the creature in front of him could not afford to offend, so it slowly retracted back to the bottom of the water.
Burris also stepped forward: "Yes. Later, I returned to the Khiva River and cleaned up the contents. Some were killed by me, and some were transplanted elsewhere. You see, the gray ones are Yriel made it back then, and I made the pure white one later."
"You're raising this? They almost killed you back then."
"I have bred and improved them," Burris said. "They have certain military uses and can be used in river and sea defenses. As long as the spellcaster controls them properly, they can be used safely."
"After Yriel died, these things were out of control..." Halfway through the speech, Lott sensed something was wrong, and quickly hugged Boris beside him, "Of course, I won't let you die! I just Say... can you control them under any circumstances?"
Boris smiled: "Don't worry, they are different from the past. Now if the manipulator dies, or the spell link is cut off for any reason, they will be deactivated immediately instead of breaking free. Do you know, King Sago There are these things in the moat of the capital... "
When he went to the capital last time, Lott paid special attention to the moat. He heard that some city-states would raise crocodiles in the river, but there were no crocodiles in the river of King Sago, so he was a little disappointed.
"Does the king know?" Lot asked.
"Your Majesty Pacia knows it, and so do the top officials of the Tower of Truth and some of the ministers. The law of Sago prohibits civilians from using the moat, and the people also know that there are dangerous creatures in the river, and they will not approach them easily. But the version they know is not the palm python, but the version that can Discharged piranhas. That's enough to deter normal prying eyes."
Piranhas do sound more efficient than crocodiles. "Where else is this thing?" Lott was very curious.
"There are also a few rivers near the Mountains of No Return... but I didn't activate them. They are in a long-term dormancy. Even if someone swims naked in the river and dives to dig river snails, nothing will happen. There are also some in the sea near Black Cliff Fort. The same is disabled..."
"Black Cliff Fort? The Otarot Knights garrison in the south? It's the place where Princess Estee's lover is garrisoned..."
"Sir Naylor is Esther's lover, not her lover," Burris corrected, "yes, it's around there. It was Esther who suggested it to me, and only she and I know about it. Besides, the The palm pythons in the sea area are not only controlled by me, Estee also has control."
"Why? She's afraid that Naylor will be sorry for her? Once they break up, she will order the things in the sea to tear him apart?"
"What are you thinking... Of course not. She wants to protect him. Black Cliff Fort is a harbor city, far away from several important islands. Hundreds of years ago, there were sea humanoids attacking ships or going ashore to plunder in this area. However, the humans and the elves of Quintilla later cooperated to drive those creatures to the depths of the ocean. Since then, the sea south of Sargo has been relatively stable, except for the occasional pirate. That battle is very famous in history. Well-known, the Knights of Blackcliffe Castle lost most of their troops in the battle. Estee is a child who is very easy to think of things as bad. After reading that period of history, she is always worried that similar incidents will happen again, worried that Naylor Jazz is in danger... So she and I secretly set up the palm python in the sea. That's good too, it's a good thing to be prepared for danger in times of peace."
"So..." Lott was a little curious about the "marine humanoid race" in the story. He had read about the related stories, but had never seen them with his own eyes.
The two walked out of the room, went to the stairs and stepped on the floating disc. Burris thought for a while, then stared at Lott seriously: "My lord, we are going to the Five Towers Peninsula in a few days. When we get there, don't mention what you saw today."
The Five Towers Peninsula Training Institute is located on the east coast of the mainland. It is not only a magic academy, but also a small free city-state. The training institute holds a summit every three years. The teachers and students of the school and the mages who have studied here gather together to exchange knowledge and exchange ideas.
Burris is one of the school directors of the Five Towers Peninsula, so he couldn't be absent... No, in fact, he was absent several times. Every time he was absent, he used the Sago royal family as an excuse, claiming that he was unable to attend due to official duties, and then sent an apprentice to represent him to attend casually...
He would rather go to this year's summit, and he is interested in one of the conferences on the results of observing the Void Realm. It's a pity that the respected old mage couldn't do it if he wanted to attend, so he could only send an "apprentice" named Ke Leifu to participate.
Lott is very much looking forward to this journey. Originally, Boris didn't want to take him, but once Lott was obsessed with something, he wouldn't give up easily, and Boris couldn't refuse him at all.
"You mean, don't mention the palm python?" Lott gets excited when he thinks of the Five Towers Peninsula. He likes to watch novel and exciting things. What could be more exciting than the magic conference
Burris nodded: "The mages who participated in the meeting came from various countries and regions, and the palm python is in a sense... one of Sago's military secrets. Also, it was made by forbidden spells after all, although this This kind of thing is tacit among mages, but as a school director, I have to put on a show, and many things should not be too blatant."
Lott agreed to him, and couldn't help asking: "To be honest, I'm a little curious... Boris, when these things almost killed you, didn't you have any shadows about them? When you first raised them, didn't you Fear?"
After asking, Lott could tell that Boris must have been scared because he didn't answer right away.
"I was a little scared at first, but I gradually became less afraid," the mage said with a smile, "because I realized that I can do everything that Yriel can't do."
The author has something to say:
Note 1: The slime killer may be reminiscent of the ooze (ooze, a monster that has appeared in many stories and games), but the slime killer is not it.
Slime Killer is much weaker, it does not hunt automatically, it needs to be activated, and the default version does not have abilities like acid (but various plug-ins can be added), it is only good at sneaking into various places because of its infiltration and shaping abilities carry out the assassination.
It can also be molded into a wall, a sculpture, a stone mill, a door, etc... If a mage wants to pretend to be an artist, it's handy to use to copy someone else's carvings...
Most of the magic in this story is pretty weak, as are magical creatures/creations...
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The next dungeon is about to start, and the memory part has been appearing one after another. I hope everyone can get used to this feeling... The memory part actually doesn't have many complicated plots.
The dungeon in the future will involve a little experience of the maharaja in the past (it is a small experience, the small one, not a big experience. For example, "what does the maharaja do every 7 days in the wind, do you still know uncle?" People other than Reese"... etc.), is a passage that made me a little bit excited...