At night in the Black Mine, in a small mine.

Brother Pingtou skillfully lit a bonfire, illuminating the inside of the not huge mine.

Then, he took out a crystal stone that shimmered brightly, circled around the hole, and began to carve the words.

Curious, Chalkin walked over and crouched to the side to watch.

This is a spell from Hermeswen that falls under the realm of ritual magic, to the effect that "Night and Secret Mother, your devout followers, ask your favor to turn this place into your realm, to be kept out from the prying eyes of the Fallen."

Hieroglyphs, symbolizing the occult, are quickly written from left to right along the entrance of the cave.

The spell is like a long rope that rotates around the entire hole, wrapping the entire hole completely.

When the last character was connected hand and tail, under Chalkin's vision, a faint poking membrane covered the entire hole, forming a vague divine power enchantment.

"I can't see it, you still have ritual magic. ”

Casually throwing the glowing spar into his bag, the flathead took off his helmet, revealing his furry head, leaning comfortably on a rock, and said in the light of the fire:

"You learn from your predecessors, and you have to learn a little bit better, and if you don't know the meaning of these characters, memorize them in order. ”

"This ritual magic is not complicated, as long as the spell is written correctly, the ritual is completed. ”

Chalkin was a little surprised: "You don't recognize these words?"

"Presumably to warn those stupid dark creatures not to come closer, or I'll burn their butts or something. The flat-headed brother waved his hand, and he was so tired from the day's march that he was soon about to fall asleep with the fire burning.

Chalkin was a little crying and laughing.

If the eyes of the goddess of the night are here, after listening to Brother Pingtou's words, I don't know if she will be angry and punish her, and directly give this guy who looks like a little raccoon a fierce lightning strike.

At night, Chalkin skillfully threw a few blades of grass that could purify pollution into a broken iron bowl and burned it into hot tea.

This is not a difficult task for him, who has nearly ten years of experience in the wilderness.

The two of them ate a piece of jerky, and after confirming that Chalkin had been on guard in the middle of the night, the flathead brother quickly fell asleep.

At night, Chalkin was tending to the campfire, and in his boredom, he took out the vial that had previously held extraordinary properties, and couldn't help but study it.

It's a small red ball as strange as a star.

If you look closely, it's like the sun in an astronomical telescope.

The surface of the globule glows red, and some black spots flow rapidly on the surface of the sphere.

Thin red, evaporated, and slightly black spots were thrown out by the rotating orb, looking mysterious and eerie.

That's what makes it extraordinary.

They are forever suspended in the air, as if they are not affected by gravity.

"This thing, it's really like stars from the starry sky. He was intrigued by the atmosphere-like substance flowing above, and he fixed his eyes to take a closer look at the surface of this extraordinary property.

However, as he fixed his gaze.

Countless crazy babbles came like a storm.

Chalkin's eyes were drenched in red, and he saw the world through the eyes of vampires.

In the muddy night, small red lives are running fast.

The glow of the burning fires in the surrounding villages, the barking of hounds came from afar, and the eyes kept shaking, as if the owner of this extraordinary trait was being chased madly by a group of people.

A lot of headache-inducing whispers are told, about fear, of death, of decay......

A barbed stake stabbed Chalkin in the chest from behind, and he was about to scream when the flathead woke up and put the extraordinary properties back into the bottle.

Chalkin was sweating profusely, as if he had had a long dream.

Shaking the bottle, the fluffy flat-headed brother admonished: "Remember, the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are."

It's just a low-sequence extraordinary property, and if it's higher, just staring at this thing, the little bit of pollution it exudes is enough to drive you crazy. ”

Returning to reality, Chalkin wiped his face and subconsciously touched his chest.

Brother Pingtou continued to teach, "Just give this thing a little time, and it will merge with anything. Whether it's plants, metals, stones, water sources, etc., etc. ”

Chalkin asked, "If it's a living thing, it's a combination of extraordinary properties......"

"You're going to be a monster. Brother Pingtou took over the conversation, took out a piece of jerky from his backpack, put it directly in his hand, and roasted it with his extraordinary ability of the burning system, while saying:

"If it's something else, like a mask, a gun, a helmet, a stone, whatever, if it's fused with extraordinary properties, it becomes a occult item, a seal. ”

Speaking of seals, Chalkin remembered several things he had come into contact with supernatural powers.

Among them, he was impressed by the 'Schubert's pocket watch' used by the night owl, the 'sun brooch' of Meghan the sun witch, and the 'transfiguration' mask of Mitius.

The power of these seals is quite powerful.

"In that case, why don't we make our own seals?"

Chalkin asked.

"You're thinking about beauty, this thing is uncontrollable. The side effects of seals are enormous, and while they are powerful, the consequences of creating seals are unimaginable. ”

Shaking the bottle, the extraordinary properties inside hit the wall like marbles, making a crackling sound, and the flathead said with a smile: "Take this thing, you fuse it into a revolver." ”

"Wearing it, you may hear crazy babbling and shouting all the time, or you may be unknowingly absorbed by it a large amount of life force, and finally turn into a dry corpse and die. ”

"Remember, don't try to devour the extraordinary properties of the different paths, or you'll end up as a monster or ...... With a bang, it was directly torn apart by the extraordinary properties that repelled each other into a large cloud of blood mist. ”

"It's hard to make controllable seals, otherwise the guys in the Black Mines would have revolted a long time ago. ”

Hearing Pingtou's words, Chalkin fell silent.

He really wanted to try the extraordinary traits, after all, he had the authority to be gluttonous, and he would not die for eating.

But having devoured a large amount of Shouhe's energy, he has realized that this authority is not invincible.

If he swallows the extraordinary traits, he is likely to be detained and insane, turning into a monster that only knows how to kill and devour.

This is equivalent to a person who is immune to poison, although he will not die after eating poison, he will vomit and diarrhea.

Throwing the bottle to Chalkin, the flat-headed brother who stretched his waist stood up, bent down to pick up the mask and said, "Okay, don't think about it, if the rest is almost over, let's move on, there are still a lot of interesting things in the black mining area." ”