Chapter Ninety-Seven: Ulceration (I)

Luo Ning generously threw the scroll over first, and Du Liwen hesitated for half a second after taking the scroll, and handed the square box to Luo Ning.

Luo Ning smiled and asked, "You guy is also interesting." Aren't you afraid that the scroll I gave you will have such low-level magic as Fireball Magic?

Du Liwen smiled: "Although I am a little greedy, my brain is not stupid! The current situation is that you are strong and I am weak, you have not used it to rob, I have already taken a big advantage! You believe in me so much, of course I have to believe you once! Even if it is really a fireball technique, I will admit it!"

Luo Ning laughed, took a few steps back and took out his wand: "Don't worry, I won't do that kind of thing!" Although the magic in the scroll is not as strong as the forbidden spell, as long as it is used properly, it can save your life, if you don't believe it, I'll show you!"

As soon as the words fell, a cloud of incomparably pure earth-based magic energy swarmed like a tidal wave, converging on the tip of the wand in Luo Ning's hand, turning into a gray ball of light the size of a thumb.

The shrill sound passed away, and the gray ball of light suddenly exploded, transforming into a figure that was exactly the same as Luo Ning in terms of appearance and breath.

"The trick I used was both magic and illusion! When the magic power is released, it can conjure up a clone that can last for a day and night, and is exactly the same as the original body. Unless your enemies are far superior to yours, no one will be able to tell which one is the one and which is the phantom during this day and night! Of course, this phantom only has seventy percent of the strength of the main body, and once it takes fatal damage, it will disappear immediately. It's a pity!"

"Regret?haha, how can there be a perfect thing in this world?!!" Nangu ape-man's eyes lit up and down around the doppelganger phantom, and his surprise and satisfaction were overflowing.

After a moment, it suddenly thought of something terrifying, and asked, "Little one, do you mean this magic...... The Lost Continent also does not exist, it ...... You created it too?!"

"Of course!When I fused the Yuan Soul Star Stone just now, I comprehended a lot of magical magic!The powerful forbidden spell I gave to Fanya, and this leyline illusion I gave you, are just the tip of the iceberg!!"

"The tip of the iceberg...... the joy on the face of the Nangu ape man slowly faded, and finally smiled bitterly: "I'm really happy and convinced now! No wonder, no wonder, hehe......"

"Master, what's wrong with this guy, why is he crying and laughing for a while?"

Luo Ning shook his head and smiled: "Who knows, maybe I feel that I have lived in vain for hundreds of years, haha!"

This unexpected discovery was not the only surprise. As Wendy made this guess, the extremely black tome lying in her spatial ring suddenly moved. Without any command or stimulation, he opened the ring space by himself, and the yellowed pages kept turning over and over, and it didn't take long to turn to the last few pages. After the page froze, the words on the page suddenly glowed black, and at the same time, it quietly appeared in Wendy's soul sea!!

"Grimoire...... Final Chapter !!" Wendy whispered at the top of the page, and suddenly there were many hidden things closely related to the dark arts in her mind!......

Back in time, after the giant skull head failed to attack, the previous defeat did not make this monster controlled by the Extreme Black God give up. It stared at the human girl on top of the Diamond Wind Dragon's head, and suddenly let out a maniacal laugh.

Divine Spirit, a term that 99.9 percent of people had never heard of, was only circulated among certain blacksmith grandmasters. Unlike spirits that come from dead creatures, spirits do not need to awaken, but can be instantly awakened the moment they are infused with equipment, gaining extremely powerful power from their respective gods.

In a certain sense, this kind of energy body that eventually transforms into a machine spirit is a special power given by the gods to the owner of the equipment! If the spirit body that acts as a machine spirit is a precious existence that can make the equipment reborn, then the preciousness of the spirit body is at least ten times higher than that of the spirit body! After all, the soul of a demonic beast is easy to find, but the gods who have the power to overturn are often nowhere to be found!

That's why Luo Ning was so surprised. But alas, Mikhail could not understand the latter's surprise. Just like the elven god who bestowed Desel with divine power, the elven gods of the High Elves are also the guardians of these elves! The High Elves believe in the power of nature and the divine power of their ancestors. Communicating with the elven gods is an ancient power that every High Elf leader must master!

"Well, I don't know, but the leader of each generation will learn a special spell to summon the divine power of the elves from the leader of the previous generation before he succeeds him!

Ferguson suddenly thought to himself: "No wonder this group of elves can summon the elven god to descend, but they still want a demigod weapon with one mind! The god phantom is indeed the superior raw material for transforming into a machine spirit, but before it becomes a machine spirit, its power is still too weak after all!"

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly began to look forward to Luo Ning's next performance. What kind of artifact will a genius blacksmith who can forge a genius blacksmith who can turn such mortal things as sword grass and stones into legendary weapons?!

Ferguson looked up at Ronin, only to see him pour out a large pile of various forging materials from the spatial ring, and after some obscure self-talk, he put away nine out of nine, leaving only three materials on the ground.

"It's up to them!, Mr. Mikhail, when I let you inject the spirit body into the gods, you have to move quickly!"

"Wait, don't you have to wait a few days and nights...... Mikhail was a little surprised, Ronin's estimate of speed was very different from what he had heard before.

Fanya covered her mouth and smiled: "Hehe, the master wants to build equipment so quickly! You better hurry up and get ready! Don't miss the best time at that time!"

Mikhail nodded blankly and slowly chanted the incantation. The surrounding heaven and earth swayed with layers of crystal blue waves for a while! But somehow, while the incantation was being chanted, Mikhail's heart suddenly skipped half a beat, and a sense of anxiety suddenly gave rise to a clueless sense of anxiety!

He didn't know that this inexplicable feeling originated from an accident thousands of miles away! At the same moment, the Elven Sacred Tree, the Tree of Life, far away in the depths of the Quiet Forest, suddenly began to shake its lush green leaves, swinging a layer of seemingly looming energy tides in all directions, used to resist the rolling black mist pouring into the Quiet Forest.