Chapter 463: How to Feed Back
"Let's talk about it," Don Quixote turned his head slightly, following the little Lori's face to meet only a dozen centimeters, and he could even sense the breathing of both sides, and looked directly at Emily with indifferent eyes," I also know this problem, and I have also thought about using some kind of medium to store that mysterious power, but unfortunately, I have traveled to many places and found a lot of materials, and there seems to be nothing that can store it for a long time without changing the surname of this power, if you really have this kind of thing, or if there is such a way, I can assure you that it is yours!"
Emily, who was also looking directly at Don Quixote, slightly raised the corners of her mouth after feeling the formality in this man's tone, as if she was a person who won a game, but she was a little surprised by Don Quixote's pleasure, you must know that this thing is comparable to the existence of an artifact, God knows how powerful it is when it does not break a hole, but Don Quixote actually agreed to himself so casually, even if he can find a way to make up for the loophole, it can be seen from it that this thing must not be this man's biggest hole card, to be exact, it is just a random thing in the treasure house of a rich man, it seems to follow himand may get more benefits later on.
"Night elves or light elves," After receiving Don Quixote's affirmation, Emily slowly spat out the memories she copied from Vivian, obviously, this is what Don Quixote said about wealth, wealth that cannot be measured by gold coins," The royal elves have a secret technique that allows them to borrow the power of the elven ancient tree, such as your Vivian and Aunt Yulia, the power of both of them comes from the elven ancient tree, of course, compared to the Evan who does not understand this secret technique and forcibly fuses himself with the elven ancient tree, Vivian and Yulia have a free body, they can go wherever they want, and they will not be restricted by the location of the elven ancient tree. β
"Is it possible to store power in the body in some way?" Combined with the current language environment and the Sky Knight flashing in his mind, Don Quixote thought of this possibility similar to a battery, "and this stored power in the body can be fed back, and the power itself will not undergo any changes?"
"Luna, you are such a clever master!" Because of the opportunity to get this bead, Emily, who was in a good mood, also began to pat Don Quixote's ass against her will, obviously, in Emily's heart, this matter is not so difficult to guess, and anyone with a little brain should be able to think of a rough idea.
"There are two functions of that secret art, within a certain range of the elven ancient tree, Vivian and Yulia can unscrupulously use the power of the ancient tree that is so powerful that it is the ultimate power of the world of Faerun, before leaving the scope of the ancient tree, they can store a lot of power in their bodies through the secret art, enough to make them pseudo-law gods, pseudo-eternal knight kings, this is also the reason why the elven empire has gone through so many years, and each generation will have a strong person of the first power column, but their way of inheriting power is very similar to that dragon, although they have great power, but because they have not reached that level in the real sense, when the lifespan is reached, it will still die. β
"Why don't you merge?" Don Quixote asked with some curiosity, "As far as I know, the elves never ask about the outside world, and the two queens will hardly leave their territory, if they are like Evan, won't they be able to gain eternal life?"
"This may be the rule of the elves, Emily shrugged, my memory is not complete, this kind of very distant thing, I don't know very well, if you are interested, you can ask your aunt, I believe she will give you a satisfactory answer, however, this has nothing to do with what we are talking about now, you just need to know that I can use Evan's way to fuse myself with this bead forever, use it to strengthen myself, and one day in the future become a pseudo-god who can live forever, and at the same time, I can also use the secret art inherited by the royal family to store the power generated by this bead in my bodyand can be fed back anytime and anywhere. β
"That's it" Don Quixote lit a cigarette for himself, took a light puff, with the limit of a golden needle puppet, he didn't worry that Emily would deceive himself, but the truth is divided into two kinds, the complete truth, without any concealment, and part of the truth, only halfway to speak, thinking of this he slowly spoke, " Although this bead is broken, it has an extraordinary origin, and I am sure that you will not be able to change its surname and change the power it produces, but my question is, how does your body store this power, and how much of this power can be stored? If it is not as much as the bead itself, then this fusion is meaningless. β
"My body itself is a container, every part of my body is, bones, muscles, internal organs, bodily fluids, of course," said Emily's face with a hint of blush, "Urine doesn't count," as a Night Elf, she still doesn't have the courage to say the word feces, and there is no such cute word as poop in the Germanic language." The limit of storage, being digested by myself and stored in my body is not a concept, it is like the food you can eat at each meal is a certain amount, but you can carry a lot of food with you, so I can't give you the specific amount to embody it, but I can definitely say that the storage will definitely be much more than now. β
"As for how to feed it back," Emily paused again, as if she felt a little embarrassed, but for some reason, this embarrassment was quickly gotten rid of by her," There are two methods, the first one, drink my blood, with the talent of the dark elves, as long as my strength is strong enough, such as reaching the great knight and giving me enough water of life, I can make a steady stream of blood to drink, but the disadvantage is that even if it is a night elf, the blood is also fishy and salty, not everyone can drink it, let alone drink so much at a time. β
"What about the second one?" Inexplicably, Don Quixote's pervert gene was activated at this moment, because from Emily's fleeting look, he smelled some strange thoughts, so he couldn't help but ask.
"The second kind" Emily, who took a deep breath, put her hand on her chest, looking like she was sluggish and cold, obviously, in order to be able to keep this bead and make herself stronger, Emily seemed to be planning to accompany her blood, " A talent of the female surname pure-blooded elf,It was used to cultivate a pure-blooded elf without a father and mother evolved from the fruit of the ancient elf tree.,Although it's not used now.,But the instinct is still there.,That is, you can stimulate the chest through the power of life.,Let it secrete milk.,My milk will also contain enough of that kind of mysterious power.,And like blood.,Give me enough water of life I can also produce a steady stream of milk.,The advantage is that the milk of the elves is not only slightly sweet.,And there's a fragrance of plants.,It's very in line with human habits. γ β
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"What kind of eyes are you?" Miri covered her chest with both hands, "You guy, you don't want to use your mouth to be on the moon, you pervert!!, okay, who made you my master, if you really want to, oops!"
"I'm just thinking," Don Quixote gently tapped Emily, who seemed to be a little fried, obviously, for this woman who still thinks she is the queen in her bones, Don Quixote will not trample on her dignity at will, this is also Don Quixote's way of domination, for subordinates, killable, not humiliating, "You don't seem to even have breasts, how to squeeze out the milk!"
There was a silence, because she was often laughed at by the cow-like Yulia for her small breasts, so Emily, who has Vivian's memory, instinctively reacted like this, of course, this is not malicious, otherwise, the ban on the golden needle puppet would have been launched a long time ago, but even so, Emily's face was swollen, as if she was beaten, in the end, Emily or Vivien, she didn't know Don Quixote so well, and not everyone could accept this kind of thing about smoking the mouth of the superior, "Master, I"
"It's okay," Don Quixote raised his hand to interrupt Emily's words, rubbing his somewhat reddened face, and didn't want to pursue anything, obviously he also knew that this was just an instinctive reaction of a woman's surname, as a man after all, he had to be generous, "I'll find a way to make an alchemy product about milking, you don't have to worry about that, my question is, how long does the power contained in this milk last after it leaves your body?"
"For a few hours or so, this power is too complicated, and it is easy to collapse without the restraint of the secret arts, and also, master, the matter of milk, I can use spiritual energy to channel it into the container."
"That's right," Don Quixote smiled awkwardly, obviously he had been thinking in his mind that if such a small chest was squeezed with his hands, it would definitely be very time-consuming and painful, "Then I'll just make a few containers, and you can do it yourself by fusing that bead, since I promised you, I will definitely not regret it," Speaking of this, Don Quixote's expression became serious again, "My request is not to affect the progress of training those half-elves, after three months, I will come again!"
"Yes, master!"
"What a strange man," Late at night, Emily was alone in a secret room, naked, although her figure was very good, but as Don Quixote said, the figure of a seventeen-year-old girl seemed to be unattractive to normal men, holding the bead in her hand After talking to herself a few words, she closed her eyes, obviously planning to fuse this bead, although she used the same method as Evan, but because the Dinghai Pearl itself can be moved, so Emily can also move freely after fusing it, of course, like this kind of good thing that can be fused with artifacts to achieve pseudo-magic gods, throughout the ages, Emily should be the only one.
With a burst of dark green light, Emily has completely activated her blood at the moment, and her body is full of strange totem tattoos, under the influence of this totem similar to the magic array, her whole person looks like nothing, as if she has changed from a solid person to gaseous smoke, and then, Emily stretched out her empty hand through this smoke-like body, and pulled out her beating heart, and the heart connected to the blood vessels also has dense totem-like tattoos, accompanied by a pop and puff sound, the whole scene looks a little scaryγ
After taking a deep breath, the heart stopped beating under the control of the totem, at this time Emily put Dinghaizhu on the heart, countless tentacles like vines stretched out from the surface of the heart, layer after layer of Dinghaizhu wrapped, if this scene was seen by Don Quixote, he would definitely feel like the tentacle animation in the book (h cartoon) that he often watched in his previous life.
In the end, the Dinghaizhu wrapped in layers was like a tumor growing outside the heart and stayed on one side of the heart, slowly exhaling that breath, Emily's heart resumed beating, and at the same time, the strange energy in Dinghaizhu also began to flow slowly along the blood circulation in Emily's whole body, part of it was absorbed, and the other part was stored by her body. (To be continued.) )