Chapter 29: The Magic Workshop
The Atelier was an unexpectedly tidy place, Taylor put Sasha down, and then slowly searched for something in the Atelier Magic, although he didn't know what it was, but he could at least see the lack of soul. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This is not a big deal, Taylor knows in his heart, according to what Lin Lei's father said, when becoming a god, splitting the soul is a very common thing, and the solution is also very simple, that is, there is no problem with using soul power to treat, for example, common cultivation materials such as soul gold beads, or amethyst or the like, but the latter has more impurities, even the gods have to use the will of martial arts to worry about the impurities in order to be able to refine normally.
And what exists in the magic workshop, Taylor knows very well, it is the medicine refined by the soul, because he also drinks a lot on weekdays, and he still takes it out of Sasha's workshop - Dad doesn't have these drugs, and it is really a waste to use the soul to refine the healing medicine.
If it is not a powerful soul, or a pure soul, it is no longer of much use for a great being like a god, and it is better to stay as a maker of the power of faith.
Therefore, all murder is forbidden on the Magnolia Continent, because this is the pasture of the gods, and no one can harvest their fruit without their consent.
Of course, if it had to be like this, Sasha would have completely violated it.
"I'm scared, why am I so incompetent, am I really from the Baruch clan?"
Sasha said weakly, fear could not leave her eyes, the endless madness, turned into a chain of fear, almost visible to the naked eye.
Because he was intently searching, Taylor just replied like this.
"Don't be cranky, I don't know what you're seeing, but your problem should be with the soul."
"Spirit... Soul?"
"Well, it's the soul, although I'm really not good at magic or anything, and the library is also very complicated, I can't understand it at all, and I haven't even learned a first-order spell until now, but ah, don't be a fool, I can see such a simple situation completely."
Taylor said so.
After hearing Taylor's answer, Sasha stood up, then walked over to the place where she had gone, stretched out her white jade palm, which still looked trembling, and pressed it lightly against the obviously dusty wall.
Then, something was opened, like some mechanism being pushed away, and although there was no sound to be heard, and there was no graceful sound like the rotation of gears, Taylor could realize that there was indeed something that was pushed, something that could not be seen, that could not be heard, but that was the feeling of something that really existed.
From the other end of the stone wall, it was opened, and a magic door appeared, Sasha said in a voiceless voice.
"This is it."
And then I walked straight in.
"Wait a minute."
Taylor said this, but realized that his voice could no longer be heard, so he also hurriedly stepped forward, walked to the front of the magic door, and then stepped directly in.
Then, Taylor saw that it was a place that looked bad, with gray-black stones covered in dust and uncleaned.
Walking up a staircase, it was undoubtedly an experimental field, human corpses, and equipment full of blood, full of explanations of what had happened.
Sasha said with a forced smile.
"This is the torture chamber, don't look at me like this, I am also an executioner of the Empire, of course, for the convenience of collecting souls - of course, not all of them are also death row prisoners, well, because the souls of the wicked will be more powerful, this is what my father said, and pure souls are good materials for practicing magic, if I do something to them, it will cause my father's bad feelings."
"However, the human beings who can come to me are already sinful enough, so if it is used to refine the sacrificial potion, although my father may not like it very much, it is true that he will not oppose it too strongly."
Sasha said this, of course, there are some words she doesn't believe too much, for example, here are also sinners and evil people, although it is true that there is nothing wrong with prisoners, but she doesn't care what the prisoner's crime is, basically as long as it is locked up for more than ten years, all of them will appear here, and they will be secretly executed.
"Drugs, medicines, where the hell are they placed?"
Taylor said anxiously, and then he found it, and it looked the same as the medicine bottle he usually saw.
Among them, it was, as before, a medicine that looked like a liquefied gem.
He opened the vial and saw his sister's expression that something was wrong. ran to her, and then, directly opened the other party's mouth.
"What are you doing?"
Sasha's pronunciation sounded a little unclear.
"Hey, medicine..."
"Did you feed medicine like that?"
Taylor poured the liquid from the pill bottle into Sasha's mouth and spoke.
"What's wrong? Do you feel better?"
"Do you feel it? Does it feel like throwing up a little bit?"
"Why is this happening?"
"Because... That's an emetics."
ćā¦ā¦ Why didn't you say it before?"
"Do you have the time to tell me?"
Sasha turned her head and didn't answer, and then she vomited into the garbage hole again, because she basically hadn't eaten much food, and what she spit out was basically only gastric juice, without a little solid substance.
"So, is this the bottle?"
"No, don't come here."
After spitting up, Sasha hears Taylor's question again, but when she turns around, she sees blood-colored eyes like crescent moons, which look the same as those of Ktayat, the god of water.
A creature that looked like > Ireira, the < demon god of the time, stood upright and made a voice with a strange tone.
She just let out a scream, and then she saw that the tentacle-like columns were holding out her mouth, and then reaching in, and a cold liquid flowed into her mouth.
"What's going on?"
Taylor opened Sasha's mouth and poured the medicine down, questioning all the way, completely unaware of what the other party was seeing. (To be continued.) )