I watched it with relish from the side.

The white curse fell, and he was injured by the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, and even if he was still alive, it was estimated that he would be useless.

His brothers died and fled, and even the hardcore brothers Evening surrendered to the Manchester Roscetry consortium.

But even so, the White Curse has left a lot of secret laboratories.

In this chaotic world, those advanced equipment are very valuable.

Whether it is the Central Academy of Sciences or the federal laboratories in North America, they have offered a lot of money to buy it.

After all, in recent years, the focus of all countries has been on war and war prevention, and all kinds of high-tech technologies and products have basically come to a standstill.

The third brother's name is Sharma, and he belongs to Tianzhu's senior surname.

In his early years, he mixed in China and Turkey, and also learned to speak fluent southern Henan.

But this guy is not a safe master, I don't know what he did, and he was chased to heaven and earth by the Secret Bureau. Later, I happened to encounter the white curse of returning to China to do business.

The white spell is also cheap, and he easily brought this fallen guy out of Middle-earth, so that the heroes of the Hidden Bureau pounced.

Sharma is a man who can speak, is extremely slippery, and has a strong ability to do things.

At that time, there was no shortage of wanted criminal brothers who dared to fight, but there was only a lack of talents who were sleek in all aspects.

So he left Sharma to run errands by his side.

At the beginning of this laboratory in the Holy City, White Curse had entrusted Sharma to take care of all aspects, and finally won the qualification to rent a house.

In other words, few people know about this secret laboratory, but Sharma is one of them.

After the accident, Sharma thought that the Manchester Elite Consortium did not know about this secret laboratory, and felt that the White Curse could not turn over, so he took possession of the magpie's nest and ran over in advance.

Of course, this guy also has a lot of eyes, and just in case, he also invited four senior monks of the Great Wheel Temple to sit down.

The white curse is really coming, and he is not afraid of him, a waste man who has injured three souls and seven spirits, afraid of a hammer?

Sharma was slapped by the white curse, only to be dizzy and bloody.

He didn't expect that Bai Curse would be so violent when he was injured by the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, remembering the ruthless side of this guy, he didn't have time to scold, his body shrank, and he hid directly behind the four senior monks of the Great Wheel Temple.

The four old monks were quite calm.

The leader spoke fluently in Chinese: "Mr. White Curse, if you do something here, you will alarm the Templars, and we will all be expelled." ”

"It doesn't matter if we are expelled, after all, the uncles of the Great Wheel Temple are still guests in the temple."

"If you're evicted, no one will bring you in."

The white spell gently threw the handkerchief into the trash can next to it, and said, "That's right, that's true. Otherwise, you four old bald asses would have been killed by me. ”

"Give you a chance, get out of my lab, and don't mess with me."

Sharma shrunk his neck and hid behind the four old monks.

One of the old monks stepped forward, the beard on his chin unwinded.

But before he could speak, the white mantra suddenly took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the old monk's collar.

The old monk was taken aback, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to block, but his wrist suddenly turned down, grabbed the silk silk on the old monk's waist, and lifted the old monk directly with both arms.

He crossed his arms, grabbed the old monk and threw it out of the door, and scolded in his mouth: "Grind and chirp!" Shame on the face! Get lost! ”

The old monk was thrown out of the street like a gourd rolling on the ground.

The remaining three old monks no longer had the same indifference as before, their faces changed, and they took out their magic weapons from their waists one after another.

At the same time, the monk's robe on his body was windless and automatic, as if there was an electric fan.

The white curse turned around and shouted, "Look for death!" ”

Suddenly, he took out something like a flashlight from his arms, reached out and pressed it, and a black flame rose up.

An old monk with white eyebrows screamed, "Black Soul Fire! ”

The white curse shouted: "If you don't want to die, get out!" ”

The three old monks didn't think about it, their bodies were short, and they turned around and ran.

Sharma's face was pale, and he no longer dared to speak, and ran out of the house after the three monks.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to close the door.

I stared at the black flame in the white spell's hand, my eyes full of shock.

Black soul fire, I've never heard of this thing.

Neither the light source nor the flame is black.

Because the color of a flame depends on its temperature, any flame will glow and heat.

When the temperature is relatively low, infrared rays will be released, that is, red light, and a little higher temperature, it will become orange, yellow, and then blue.

Until it reaches more than 7,000 degrees, the color of the flame will appear purple and misty, but in fact, the release at this time is ultraviolet rays.

If it continues to heat up, the flame will emit X-rays and even gamma rays.

But these are all spectrums that are invisible to the naked eye.

The black flames are simply unheard of and unseen.

Even if it is the thirty-six yang fire, there is nothing so outrageous in the seventy-two yin fire.

It also reminds me of Pangu flags.

The only magical item that emits black light.

The White Spell carefully put the lid on the "flashlight", and then let out a long sigh of relief.

That's when I noticed that a fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It can be seen that he is also afraid of the flame in his hand.

Seeing my strange gaze, the white spell consciously explained, "This is the flame I synthesized in my laboratory. ”

Crafted flames?

This is the first time I've heard of this stuff.

But when the black flame jumped out just now, my soul throbbed.

That's fear.

This thing ignites the soul!

As he cleaned up his things, he said, "Black Soul Fire has been studied all over the world, and when I was a researcher at the First Academy of Middle-earth, I was also exposed to this kind of information and projects. ”

"How can I say it, this kind of flame was originally used to purify the souls of the dead, and it is indeed a black soul fire that has been researched in a laboratory."

"But later it was discovered that although the black soul fire had been studied, it could not be preserved."

"In other words, if you want to preserve it, you must rely on strong electromagnetic constraints to continue to exist, otherwise it will be extinguished."

I said, "If it's just the constraints of strong electromagnetism, it shouldn't be difficult for modern technology." ”

Bai Manu smiled: "Of course it's not a difficult thing. But the point is that this kind of flame is very dangerous, in the thirty-six yang fires and the seventy-two yin fires, many flames have the effect of burning the soul, but these flames only work on the souls without a body. ”

"Black soul fire is different, once this thing touches the human body, it will burrow into the human body, causing internal combustion."

"It will use the soul as fuel to burn in the human body, and it cannot be extinguished during the period, and can only watch the victim spit out hot charcoal in mouthfuls and then die."