"City of Waiting", a joint research center. Qingyi was listening carefully to Fermat's nonsense.

After researching and developing necromantic beasts and necromantic Chimera, Fermat has gradually 'groped' out a 'door' way to synthesize more than two necromantic creatures, but this path is easy to go crooked, and it is easy to synthesize some nondescript monsters. When the "Embryo Body No. 8545" needed to add special materials to advance, he participated in the study, and suddenly opened his mind and summed up three ways of synthesis.

The first is to merge necromantic creatures with machines to mechanically compensate for the deficiencies of necromantic creatures, or to add features that they don't have. The principle is that cadaveric cells do not reject foreign bodies and are perfectly compatible with inorganic substances.

The second is to fuse necromantic creatures with necro creatures to create new creatures. However, this technique is too difficult and the reward is too small. The Necromantic Chimera and Abomination are considered failures, and sooner or later they will be eaten up by the 'spirit' and die of the brand, and the success rate of creating embryos is too low, and the joint research center does not have so much cost and time.

The third is to assemble the corpse and summon a necromantic creature with a soul as the lead, which is the principle of summoning bone beasts. This is also a significant modification of the corpse, but it does not involve any metal materials.

Through a third method, Fermat unlocks potential in the body of Abomination. Since the 'spirit' imprint on the corpse is a burden, it is better to brush it up, create a blank body, and then stuff a blank soul, so that the soul and the body will not conflict with each other. Such a monster is called a pure white abomination, which has the advantage of no longer dissipating itself, and the disadvantage is that it does not even have skills (this abomination griffin can barely fly). Due to the complexity and troublesomeness of the process, and the inability to immediately form combat effectiveness, the pure white abomination has long been abandoned by the various necromantic empires in history, and even Qingyi has never heard of it.

"If you don't have skills, do you just play normal attacks with others?" Qingyi smiled bitterly.

"Your Majesty, in fact, you have skills, do you remember the necromantic pirana? That's my prototype! "With Fermat's 'nature', where is he so easily hit, but he is still elated.

Necro piranha? Qingyi thought of this neglected member of the Necromantic Family. Its structure is very different from that of ordinary fish, it is just a skull and a fin-like propulsion device, which is indeed modified. The means of attack include gnawing and colliding. This little guy's soul value is much less than that of a necromantic creature of the same level, and it is not an artificial life, it can only be regarded as infusing soul fire into an artificial body, which is the same principle as summoning a bone beast.

Qingyi's brain turned quickly, and he immediately understood the reason: "I understand." At the moment, you can only write skills against low-level pure white abomination, right? The Abomination Gryphon is a high-level class, so there's nothing you can do? Even Strom's necromancy isn't working. ”

"You'll have to train later. After the repeated training of Walter 'Bo'le, it is also likely that Pure White Abomination will also comprehend the skills in battle. ”

("It's not training later, it's training the day after tomorrow!") Xue Duo shouted)

After Qingyi heard this, he was relieved.

Any technology may not be useful when it is first introduced, but it represents a technological advancement and may even lead to an extremely useful new invention. Although this technology that produces pure white abomination is a chicken rib, it has the advantage of synthesizing monsters with impunity, no matter how perverse it is! The lion and the eagle vulture, that's the griffin! Maga, that's the Pegasus! Man plus horse, that's centaur!

The backbone of the Life Class of the Twilight Empire can play with the bodies of the dead and assemble them into incredible new classes. In a small way, you can copy the unique class of black 'color' sharp - necromantic mermaids, and in a big way, you can assemble giant monsters comparable to dragons, hydras and giant monsters that are more than 'Meng' behemoths, not to mention whether they have skills or not, just standing in a row to do battlefield advancement, can scare the enemy 'pee' and 'pants'!

Therefore, Qingyi laughed and patted Fermat on the shoulder: "Good job, keep up the good work, and strive to be able to write skills to advanced abomination!" ”

"No problem, wrap it up on me!" Fermat was in high spirits, dragged the Abomination Griffin, twice his size, with one hand, and ran into the Joint Research Center.

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Astant, the capital.

Prostin opened the 'door' and Oliver entered.

These days, no matter how big or small, Prottin has been taking care of Oliver, but there is no place on Oliver that Prottin has not seen. At first, Oliver felt embarrassed and ashamed, but as his mood changed, he began to feel moved. This 'woman' is like a virgin, who has both beautiful feelings and a kind heart. She went out of her way to care for a disabled person and encouraged him to regain his will to live. Appearance, age, figure, conversation, temperament, and family background are better than thousands of people in these aspects, but her kind and beautiful heart is above tens of billions of people.

He suddenly became very attached to this 'woman'.

This kind of attachment is not the love between men and women, but more like the family relationship between mother and child. This feeling of being carefully cared for by his mother, Oliver has not had it for many years. More than 20 years ago, when he bowed under the teacher's 'door', the teacher took care of him in place of his mother, but the teacher only taught all kinds of knowledge and could not give motherly warmth. Now, once again, he feels meticulously cared for, and he can't help but be deeply attached.

So he sometimes thinks about it and thinks it's not bad to be crippled like this for the rest of his life.

Knock, knock, knock.

Moments after Oliver sat down, there was a knock on the door. Protin was chopping vegetables in the kitchen, and he was too busy to open it, and said, "The 'door' is not locked, please come in!" ”

Pushing the 'door' entered, a bishop in a robe as white as snow. Under his feet, a halo of gold and white "color" and "interweaving" is entwined, with complex lines, like a whirlpool, and like a circle of ripples. Affected by the power of the aura, Oliver suddenly felt that the other party was very pleasing to the eye, and wanted to 'talk' with the other party from the bottom of his heart. He froze and understood that this was an aura with an extremely terrifying effect, enough to hypnotize anyone and change their emotions and minds, but there was the purest holy power in this aura, not the 'spirit' divine power field of the illusionist.

Therefore, Oliver had a bottom in his heart: "Hello, Dance of Justice (Horn 'Color' Archetype: Group Friends, Dance of the Dead & Bull God, thank you for your continued support)? ”

"Just call me dance music." The bishop nodded: "Mr. Oliver, I have been entrusted to restore your limbs. ”

Protin ran out with a kitchen knife, surprised and delighted: "Is it okay?" Both men looked at her in a daze, and she realized that something was wrong and quickly hid the kitchen knife behind her.

"I'm not lying." Dancedance of Justice walked over and sat down on the 'bed' as well, reaching out to untie Oliver's bandage. The lines of the aura under his feet gradually converged and became clear, taking on a pattern. At such a close distance, Oliver recognized the image of one man touching another's eyes, perhaps telling a biblical story.

Before I came, Mr. Lancelot asked me to bring a saying: "It is easy to change life from simplicity to luxury, but it is difficult to change from luxury to simplicity, and I am glad that you can be willing to live an unpretentious life." ”

Oliver laughed, "He's no longer my teacher, does he still need to teach me?" ”

"Maybe you don't think of him as a teacher anymore, but he still treats you as a student. He also said, he's sorry for you, because my presence made him give up his revenge. ”

"I should have said I'm sorry."

After a few words, the Dance of Justice focused on the 'spirit' and activated the magic, and a cloud of golden light gushed out from the palms of both hands, wrapping around the broken parts of Oliver's arms, and gradually forming a pair of light hands. His eyes sparkled like a computer screen speeding through data. His old canon floated up, and a page was automatically turned open, and an illusion of Angel made of light elements appeared. This little guy is lying on the page with his bare buttocks, reciting incantations in a 'milk' voice, and assisting in the 'chanting' of the righteous dance - this unremarkable canon comes with its own skill Angel 'whisper', and it is probably a piece of soul equipment, which cannot be bought by any amount of money!

Moistened by the golden light, Oliver felt quite comfortable, and the end of his arm gradually regained consciousness as if he had recovered from his numbness. The golden light lasted for ten minutes and then suddenly dissipated, and when I looked again, my hands had grown back! And the righteous dance music god is tired, which shows that he consumes a lot. Angel on the page stretches and slowly disappears, the canon closed and falls back into the hands of the Righteous Dance.

Moving his arms, Oliver exclaimed, "Thank you. With all due respect, why do you use healing techniques that only the archbishop can master? ”

"Because I'm an adventurer. Unlike you, I can learn the three turns of the incomplete 'sexuality'. Some people have even learned the "field" in advance. Righteous Dance Music took the hot tea handed by Protin and smiled apologetically: "It's because the skill is 'sexual' incomplete, so it only helps you grow back a pair of hands, and it can't help you regain your previous strength." These hands are similar to those of a newborn, their muscles are so loose that they can't pull out their bows and arrows, and they can't even lift heavy loads. ”

These hands are indeed very fragile, not to mention the bow used now, and I don't even know if the wooden bow used for practice when entering the 'door' can be pulled away. Oliver was 'very' happy: "I'm already content. After I lose it, I know how to cherish it, and after I get it again, I only have gratitude in my heart. ”

"You're strong and open-minded. Once a combat professional loses the capital that he is proud of, he will definitely not be as calm as you. The Righteous Dance sighed.

"No, I'm also an ordinary person, and I have moments of weakness and passivity. It was she who helped me to get rid of the 'shadow'. Oliver looked affectionately at Protin, who just ruffled his hair and looked away a little shyly.

Righteous Dance looked at Protin carefully and smiled at her, "You have a beautiful heart, 'woman'. ”

"Thanks, would you stay for dinner?" Protin said that he was about to set up the table and chairs, and then he was a little worried: there were only two chairs at home, and he had to borrow them from a neighbor's house.

"No, I'll go back first, and don't worry Mr. Lancelot too much. Goodbye both. The Righteous Dance got up and left. 7499737