Chapter 165

"It's your turn, Bian. ”

Tian stepped down from the test bench and took a deep breath, the magic tattoos on his body appearing one by one.

Behind it, the shadow of the withered yellow giant tree appeared, rotting, dirty, chaotic, roaring.

As soon as the giant tree appeared, Bill couldn't help but retreat, not only him, but everyone except Lord Rossetti who was still and retreated to a safe distance.

The demonic power is extremely tainting, especially since it comes from the Lord of the Abyssal Devourer. Just by looking at the giant tree, all kinds of crazy and chaotic thoughts couldn't help but appear, and this was because Tian was exceptionally weak.

If the Devouring Lord appeared in person, the entire research institute would be corrupted by his chaotic aura in an instant, everyone would be transformed into demons, and the entire space would be dragged into the endless abyss.

Tian's eyes were dirty, but he was calm, uncontrolled by the chaotic will of the Devouring Lord.

The withered yellow giant tree stretched out its vine branches, and couldn't wait to roll towards the two-winged Angel of Light, if it wasn't for Tyon's efforts to control it, it would have torn the Angel of Light to pieces.

Not only are demons and demons a blood feud that has been undying for thousands of years, but the destruction of angels and other pure good creatures is also an instinct in the depths of the soul.

The Angel of Light, who was weakened and wrapped himself in an egg, was dragged little by little towards Tyne, to the giant shadow of the dead tree behind him.

The angel, whose limbs were stretched out and whose wings were corroded, hung from the dead tree. Fine, ugly vines burrowed into the angel's body and pumped out golden blood.

The golden blood flowed down the branches into Thien's body, and Thian howled in pain, and patches of holy white light appeared on his body, and a pair of dull wings gradually grew behind him, half yellow, half white.

The momentum on his body was rising, and in the blink of an eye, he became level twelve.

Rossetti nodded with satisfaction, otherworldly creatures have all kinds of abilities, magic immunity, physical immunity, rapid regeneration, charm, control of humans, and so on. And the Devouring Lord can bind the prey they capture, possessing their abilities.

I've been experimenting with demons, astral creatures, demons, and other creatures that match the attributes of the Devourer.

This success in controlling the celestial creatures means that you can avoid being controlled by evil and chaotic forces, and you can make celestial warriors in batches. It's cheaper and easier to use than building a golem.

At the end of the experiment, Tien was locked up in place to wait for observation. The one in charge of guarding it was Bill.

Seeing that Tian could be a half-demon and actually be able to cast the spell of Holy Light Healing, Bill couldn't help but admire the genius Lord Rossetti, and just solved the power of the faction conflict, and couldn't help but be jealous that Tian didn't do anything, and simply had the power of the twelfth level.

Being a man is like this, only seeing his success, who sees the pain and dedication that Tien endured?

The key issue of the conflict of power attributes was solved by Lord Rossetti, and the rest of the problem of binding the celestial creatures into the warrior's body was left to Bill and them to solve the problem of using Tian's special blood as a medium.

If Rossetti had to worry about even this little thing, their assistants would not be as useful as a sweeper.

Bill spends his days and nights immersed in the study of spells, and his favorite thing is to draw Tyon's blood.

Because of the need to cooperate with them in developing new spells, Tian temporarily lost his freedom, and all he had to do every day was to have the researchers use needles to draw tubes of blood from his body.

Seeing him angry, resentful, and having to compromise when he was treated as a treasure by Lord Rossetti, the pleasure of abuse made him excited by the loneliness and boredom of living in the research institute.

This pleasure, he also made leaps and bounds in research.

How to solve the pollution of demonic blood in the first place, and if it is necessary to resist by will, how to popularize this power for the great Empire of Light?

Load the spell seal, weaken the carrier's resistance, and lock the bloodline power in one area!

yes, that's a great idea!

How to seal the celestial creatures? The warriors who need this kind of power will be weaker than the ones who want to seal, does every such celestial warrior need to be made by Lord Rossetti or us?

Let the demon Tien take action and use the power of the Devouring Lord to tie them up and stuff them in.

Yes! That's it! I'm a genius!

A genius like Lord Rossetti!

Bill always thinks about a problem, and he always has a flash of inspiration for a solution.

He cheered, inspired, excited, and mad at his inspiration! Thinking that he would become the second Sanctuary Mage, Lord Rossetti.

Every time he indulged, his eyes involuntarily turned green and glowed green.

"Tomorrow, seal an angel for yourself first, and call them to seal a fifteenth-level Holy Light Angel together. No, it seems that the Horn Angel is a better match for my spell abilities. ”

Lying in bed, Bill couldn't help but fantasize that he also had multiple powers at the same time, and after several days and nights of immersing himself in his endless source of inspiration, he finally completed the project today.

Exhausted, he fell into his own fanatical fantasies, the tenth-level mage Bill, and did not notice a faint smell of grass in the room.

It's already thick.

Bill slept happily, slowly sinking into the shadows in his bed.

Al emerges from within, dressed in Bill's clothes, lying in Bill's place.

The flesh began to writhe and deform, and after Durrey scanned Bill's body data, he precisely controlled Al's changes, first the bloodshot eyes, the hooked nose, the mean blood-losing lips, and then the pale and slender fingers, even the length of a hair was exactly the same.

This is his bloodline ability that has not been used for a long time, activating muscles.

After completely infiltrating Bill's mind and soul with the secret method of evil spirits, and familiarizing himself with Bill's habits, work and rest, information and work tasks, Al finally began to officially invade the research institute.

As soon as the magic clock struck the new day, Al rushed out of the room as feverishly excited as Bill to see the only pleasure he had to pass the time.

As the data was collected, Tien scoffed.

"Why didn't you harden me so gently today? pervert. ”

Al was really annoyed and pinched Bian's neck.

"Don't be too happy, little bastard, or I wouldn't mind trying to see if it's true that demons can have children regardless of gender. ”

This sentence really scared Tian, and he restrained a lot. Then he quietly looked at Bill strangely.

As usual, Al frantically and calmly perfected spells with his colleagues, and no one noticed that this Bill was already an impostor.

They are confident and conceited about the Institute's protection.

Everyone's magic fluctuations are different, and once there is a different kind of magic in the research institute, it will be the first to alert.

However, the magic fluctuations on Al's body are the ones who steal Bill, he is like the magic tree extracting angels, and the evil spirits are divided to extract Bill's magic hidden in the shadows, covering up his disguise as a level 10 Bill and the authority to control Bill.

As long as you don't fight, no one will find out.