"Prophet, this is His doppelganger, how can we snub Him~ However, He just does not accept those sacrifices, whether he is alive or dead, He no longer takes the initiative to eat. It's not that He doesn't eat, he still eats a little once in a while, but he really only eats a little. After a few days, or even a dozen days, they were no longer enjoyable. The strong man looked at Vélez with an embarrassed expression.

"Well, there's such a thing? Didn't you swallow everything as long as it was flesh and blood? How did this happen? Vélez wondered.

"Great Prophet, in fact, this is true not only of the gods here, but also of other places of study." Another black-robed man stepped forward and added to Velez, "I suspect that the current cultivation may have reached a certain limit. ”

"What blasphemy are you saying! How can God have limits! Zete. Morality. Ke Hunli. Siwan! How could you have such thoughts and utter such words! Velez roared angrily.

"I beg your pardon~ Prophet, it was I who didn't make it clear, uh, I mean, the sacrifices we offered weren't good enough to cause the doppelgangers to no longer want to eat. It's us who reach the limit. The southern nobleman named Zete pushed his glasses on the hooked nose and explained eagerly.

"Hmph, watch your tone! Zete! Velez opened his mouth to warn, and then fell into deep thought, he did not think that in this matter, as servants of the gods, they would be lazy and derelict in their duties. In addition, Zete, who put forward the hypothesis, is one of the few nobles in the south who has an alchemy bachelor's certificate, which makes Vélez more and more convinced that the cultivation work has encountered a bottleneck.

After thinking for a while, he spoke: "Go, take me to see Him~!" I had to confirm it in person before I could give further instructions. ”

An hour later, led by the bishops, Vélez arrived in a hidden cellar in a barren mountain outside the city.

Vélez stood on the second floor of a large chamber of secrets, carefully observing the mass of black flesh lying in the middle of the lower hall.

"Why is this happening! This doppelganger is smaller than it was when I inspected it before! Vélez turned and glared at the crowd.

"Great Prophet, appease your wrath." Zete cautiously spoke, "Actually, he hasn't gotten any smaller, he ate once five days ago. According to our observations, His size has not changed at all, and now He is only in a state of curled up. ”

"Based on my observations over the years, especially the last few times I have eaten." Zete again put forward his idea: "I think he doesn't want to eat these low-quality sacrifices at the moment, and occasionally eats just for the sake of survival. That curled up form, in my opinion, is similar to hibernation and other energy-saving behavior. ”

"Prophet," Aquiman added, "I and my colleagues have tried all kinds of sacrifices, from the mountains to the sea, from the dead to the living, and He is not satisfied. The few times I ate I didn't pick anything, but the amount of food I ate was too small. If He stays that way, I'm worried that I won't be able to complete the formation tasks you've assigned. ”

Velez also had to worry when he heard this, these god clones were the flesh and blood of the gods that the Order took advantage of the Demon Lord's trapped front line and the rear was empty when he ventured into the Demon Forbidden Land sixty years ago, and they were part of the clones of the Supreme God.

Relying on the cultivation of clones, and the help of a special 'Otherworldly Brave', they successfully restored the promotion potion that they had discovered by accident, and the 'Koding' clan had used. After taking the potion, combined with some rituals, it can make the weak human body become extremely powerful, and Velez is one of them.

Due to the refining of the potion, it is necessary to extract a special substance --- divine liquid from the flesh and blood of the clone to prepare and refine. Therefore, the number and type of doppelgangers have become the key to restricting the number of potions. It's just that with the more and more frequent extraction of divine liquid, the production of divine liquid that the clones can provide is getting lower and lower, and some of the clones even have a lower grade.

Vélez thought for a moment and said to Zete, "I vaguely remember that you submitted a report on the sudden rapid growth of the clone, which is why I came to patrol last time. ”

Zet said in a proud tone, "Yes, Lord Prophet. It was a special case, uh, just once, but it did have a profound impact. For now, the doppelganger we have cultivated is the largest of all the doppelgangers. ”

"So, have you found out why?" Vélez looked at Aquiman.

As the de facto head of the institute, Aquiman said in an uncertain tone, "Lord Prophet, the main reason is confirmed. He grew in size only after eating. But what exactly caused it, I am still in the process of further confirmation. ”

"Oh? Is that so? But are you so stupid that you can't even remember what you fed Him? ”

"I'm sorry, Lord Prophet. According to records, at noon that day, we threw a bunch of homeless people, men, women, and children. Then he doppelged Him, and He became uncharacteristically active. I had never seen Him eat the sacrifice so eagerly, and I informed Zet. By the time he came, He had grown to his present size. Recalling the hellish drawing of the day, Aquiman licked his lips.

"Yes, Lord Prophet. We suspect that among those who were devoured that day were His preferred kind. We sent down a sacrifice with similar characteristics as that day, and according to our investigation, we could basically confirm the sacrifice he was expecting. It's just a little difficult to get started, and I haven't found it yet. ”

Velez was a little dissatisfied, frowned and asked, "What kind of sacrifice is it?" It's been so long, and you haven't gotten it yet? ”

"Lord Prophet, it's the 'Magic Stone Syndrome'. Although we have not yet found a second homeless man with 'Magic Stone Disease', we can be sure that it was the patient who caught His attention. ”

"Is it actually 'Magic Stone Disease'? Are you sure? Vélez looked at Zete solemnly.

"Yes," Zet thought for a moment, "the group of sacrifices had been searched that day, and they didn't carry anything special. So, it was only they who were interested in him. Prophet, we have used a large number of men to search, but we have searched all the villages and towns around the city of Kreckin, and we have not found a second case. ”

"Yes, Lord Prophet, this disease is very rare, and sometimes it is near the big cities. The one we caught before was also a coincidence with a very low probability. Do you think you can ask the headquarters or other branches to participate in this experiment? Aquiman asked.

Vélez did not respond directly, and quietly recalled that there was information about the 'magic stone disease'.

'Magic', a rare condition that causes the patient to coagulate in the body or even on the surface of the body. The most peculiar thing about this illness is that its source of infection is the winds of the four elements that surround this world. Depending on the elemental wind that flows through, the crystals condensed by the patient will also be different, and it can usually be judged by the color of the crystals, blue is the wind infection of the water element, red is the fire element, cyan is the wind element, and the earth element is brown. Normally, patients will only be infected with one type of crystal, but a few who are particularly unlucky will be infected multiple times, condensing a variety of infected crystals, and even a particularly dangerous variant of the composite crystal, such as the blue-green thunder crystal.

The areas where infected people occur are invariably remote, low-density areas, and the infected people are usually children, the elderly, or other physically weak individuals.

Infected people do not transmit the disease to other healthy people, but patients who carry infected crystals become a moving steam cannonball in their own right. The infected crystals in their bodies are unstable and can explode at any time, causing great damage to the surrounding area while taking the lives of the patients. In addition, the spirit of the infected person will also have various conditions without exception, such as irritability, madness, paranoia, madness and other symptoms, which will also cause great adverse effects on the surroundings.

There is no cure for this disease, and thousands of years of attempts by mankind to treat it have all failed, and each country can only find one patient with this disease and kill one. This makes already relatively rare cases even rarer.

After thinking about it, Vélez spoke, "I will give the order to search for the patient of 'Magic Stone Disease'. It just so happens that Walter's old fox can also contribute to this, but hopefully this is not a wasted effort. ”

"No, Lord Prophet. I am very confident in this matter. With your strong support, the cultivation of God's doppelganger will inevitably reach a new level. Zete complimented.

"That's enough, that's all for now. Everything is not yet certain, but God will reward you if it is done in the future, and if it proves to be in vain, be prepared to be punished! "Vélez doesn't appreciate it.

He turned to look at one of the tall, sturdy black-robed men, and asked, "Hydler, how is my Chosen Warrior Maharaja ready?" No matter who wins or loses the civil war in the future, I need a strong enough team to help me clean up the mess! ”

The black-robed man stood out from the crowd, his name was Heidler. Morality. Manlis. Eickhoff. It is a rare general talent in the sect, and almost all the armed members of the sect are trained by him.

"Lord Prophet, counting the recent addition of 5,000 new recruits, the current number of combatable troops in my teaching has exceeded 50,000. After half a year, at least another 10,000 available soldiers can be added. Heideler replied in a deep voice.

"Very well, let the soldiers of the Lockrian generation, as well as the cultists, except for the necessary intelligence seekers, all the others be withdrawn, and leave there as much as possible, I don't want them to suffer unnecessary losses when the civil war breaks out." Velez gave orders to him and several others.

"Uh, Lord Prophet." Heideler hesitated, but still chose to step forward and ask for instructions: "In this civil war between the north and the south, are you so optimistic about the southern localists?" Is it too early to withdraw now? ”