Chapter 951: Return to the Mage Tower
After Kogan put on a good show that he would not die if he did not die, the rest of the people completely lost interest in the "Impermanence of All Things", and were a little frightened to be exact, and even the bold Minsk hid far away under the persuasion of "Bubu".
Except for people who have been cornered or really crazy, I'm afraid that normal people will consciously stay away from this thing after seeing what happened to the old dwarf, after all, although there are a lot of good things in it, but the bad side is too scary, and it's okay to become a rabbit, and it's a bit ruthless to let all the property disappear in an instant.
Just look at Kogan's dead father's expression, how low his love is now, and in the end, it was Apodell who gave away some of his loot, and his stinky face looked a little better.
It didn't take long for the tired crowd to fall asleep, only Apodell, who had become a demigod and no longer needed sleep, was still awake.
As he drank from his glass, he lowered his voice and said to Henry, "The guy who lured us to the Observer's Fortress this time is called Wellcon, and he is a son of Baal, just like me and Ammon. ā
"Don't worry, this guy won't have the ability to come to you again in the future, concentrate on preparing for the divine war, your other brothers and sisters are all ready to attack in the south, and they are basically demigods, and the enemy you will face next will no longer be mortals, so try to be cautious in your actions, and don't trust any stranger anymore, even if he or she seems to be very kind." With that, Henry gently patted the Son of Slaughter on the shoulder.
"Wellcome was killed by you?" Apodell asked, slightly surprised.
He'd seen Wellcom's incredible teleportation ability with his own eyes, and as long as this guy didn't look for death, I'm afraid it would be difficult for anyone to kill him.
Henry nodded slightly: "That's right. I killed him. And also sent a warning to those behind the scenes. I believe that I will not dare to act rashly in a short period of time. Also, I got the news that the gods had recently signed an agreement that no god would be involved until you and your siblings were to decide the winner, which is good news and bad news. Because even though I'm not God, I'm no longer fit to be directly involved. Otherwise, the weak balance will be upset in an instant. ā
In fact, this pact of the gods binds not only the gods, but also all the powerful individuals on the main plane, such as legendary mages, legendary druids, legendary priests, legendary warriors, etc., even the devil and demons, as long as someone dares to act rashly, then all the gods will immediately join forces to attack.
He bet that as soon as he returned to the lands of the Kingdom of West Hartland, he would receive a warning letter.
You must know that in the Faren Continent, there are not many guys who are powerful and aspire to become gods, among which there are a dozen legendary mages. Once united, it is impossible for a few demigods to stop it, and in the end, it is estimated that they will not be cramped and skinned in the real room. It is to become the raw material for the manufacture of artifacts.
The gods were certainly not fools, and instead of fighting for a throne with medium divine power, they watched it fall into the hands of a group of mortals who despised the gods. Since they dare to sign an agreement, there must be a way to ensure that external forces cannot interfere, and the most reasonable explanation is that the gods have issued a warning to those who have the ability to interfere, so in the game, except for those who are directly related to Baal, there are no other powerful individuals or organizations appear, even Ilminster just said a few words that didn't hurt, and then disappeared on his own.
"It's okay, you've done enough for me, let me finish the rest of the way." Apodell shrugged his shoulders freely, not in the slightest dismayed by hearing the bad news.
After becoming a half-body, his body was rapidly transforming, and although his intelligence had not yet begun to rise significantly, at least he was no longer as irritable, irritable, and reckless as before, and he did an excellent job of answering the prayers of his followers, otherwise his faith would not have spread so quickly around the northern city of Wywood.
"Take this, it's an insurance, crush it if you encounter an unexpected situation, no matter where you are, I'll be there in half a minute." As he spoke, Henry pulled out a badge with his secret imprint on it.
"Thank you!"
Apodell didn't refuse, and took it and put it in his pocket, but he secretly swore that he would never use it, because this badge represented the rules, and once used, it would mean breaking the rules and becoming enemies of the gods, and the risks involved were too great.
Seeing that everything that needs to be done has been done, Henry stood up and stretched: "I should go, you take care of yourself, and when you recover from your injuries, you will go to the Forest of Verdas and don't run around, the moment to decide your fate will soon come." ā
After saying that, he went straight out of the exit of the mansion, returned to the ruins of the Observer's Fortress, and muttered to himself, "Come out......"
As soon as the words fell, the opposite side immediately drilled out from the depths of the soul, instantly took over the control of half of the body, stared at that terrifying eye and asked, "What are your plans next?" ā
"Plan?" Henry touched his chin for a few moments, then a playful smile appeared on his face. "I have two plans here, one is to study the soul cut obtained from Demogorgan first, and the other is to study a special individual who also has two souls, and by the way, test the risk of soul splitting on her."
"I'll choose the second one, the cutting and tearing of the soul is quite dangerous, and it is naturally best to have a real body." The opposite chose the latter without hesitation.
His heart is full of hatred and a strong desire to destroy, he doesn't care about anyone's life or death at all, as long as he can successfully achieve his goal, it doesn't matter if he cleanses the entire Faren Continent once, let alone a real body.
Henry didn't have any opinion on this, after all, it was also related to his life, and he immediately nodded: "Okay, then let's go and see this special life form first, maybe there will be any new discoveries." ā
"So what are you waiting for, let's get started. I long to get out of this cage! Longing for a complete body! The opposite side waved his arms roughly, and his eyes showed an unconcealable madness.
"Don't worry, I don't really like the current state either, once I master the method that will be able to separate the two of us, I promise to prepare a new body for you." After saying that, Henry immediately began to locate the location of the Mage Tower in the Angome Islands, and then activated the teleportation magic without hesitation, and disappeared in place in an instant.
After only a second, he appeared directly in the secret chamber at the lowest level of the Mage Tower.
Completely different from the rest of the Mage Tower, it was a special place to store clones and other important items, and the huge tubes on both sides contained naked bodies, all of which were spare tires that Henry had prepared for himself.
At first, there was only one, but as the mage level increased, the number of clones increased rapidly, and now twenty have been cultivated, and the remaining thirty will be put into use in two months.
As the saying goes in the continent of Feren, a successful mage always has a clone to use, and a legendary mage has a large group of clones, and anyone who wants to kill him had better find the clone's hiding place first, or face endless revenge.
The opposite side was obviously fascinated by these bodies, and stood there and looked at them for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Can you give me one of these bodies?" ā
"Of course, please pick whatever you like, and if you like, you can use it as your own carrier when we are completely separated. Anyway, we don't have much difference in nature, and the clones should be shareable. Henry agreed without even thinking about it.
The body created by the ninth-level magic cloning technique has no use until the soul enters, neither has a professional level nor any supernatural abilities, it is just a vegetative person, and only when the caster's soul enters, the whole body will be reactivated, and at the same time, the class level and magic power will soon be completely restored, which generally takes a few days to a few months.
To be honest, he still hasn't figured it out, Hyraste. How the whole old madman in the black robe brought so many clones back to life, and all of them have the same way of thinking, and even the spell casting level is not much different from the main body, it can be called a miracle.
In addition to this, there have been many clone riots in normal Faeron history, the most famous of which is the supposed death of Manson, who resurrected all of his clones after the assassination of the evil legendary mage, and also used powerful magic to start a scuffle in an attempt to prove that he was the real Manson.
Theoretically, when the caster dies, the soul will be directly teleported to a pre-prepared clone to resurrect, which is a directional spell that does not have any accidents, and the clone has just awakened, so it is absolutely impossible to have the ability to cast spells.
Now, of course, Manson, with the help of Henry, has discovered Fuzor. Chebury's conspiracy is estimated to be busy with infighting now, and there will be no possibility of assassination in the short term.
But it is clear that the reason for this is either that he has made some kind of improvement to cloning, or that there is an accident when the soul is returned to the clone, and the soul is spread evenly among all the clones.
Either one is very valuable for research, because it involves the knowledge of the soul, which is the knowledge that is most needed right now.
While thinking about how to get the relevant technology out of these two old guys from the evil camp, Henry silently walked to a coffin and lit up the gems on it in order, and soon the buckle on the side of the coffin made a snap, and the heavy lid was slowly opened, revealing Cynthia lying inside.
Although she hadn't eaten or drunk for a long time, she looked the same as usual, still beautiful, with a slight heaving of her chest, as if she had fallen asleep.
"The real yĆ n body you are talking about is her?" The opposite side asked with a little excitement.
"Yes, that's her. I've seen firsthand the tremendous changes in this woman's soul after the alternation of souls. With that, Henry pulled out a music box from his pocket.
This little thing is the tool to wake up Cynthia, but he is still unsure whether to awaken the innocent and kind one first, or the one who is a spy...... (To be continued......)