After leaving Aigis' hotel, Mo Bei strolled to the Mages Guild.
As for whether Rokan's gold coin strategy will work, he doesn't think it's a big problem. Aigis will probably not miss this opportunity for Rokan to get into the trap. . .
There were almost no people in the Mages Guild at this time, because many of the large pile of drawings drawn by Mo Bei and Perona required field work, so except for those who were soaking in the laboratory, there were only a few left. Kane was sitting by the window facing the courtyard like a housekeeper, looking quite leisurely.
Mo Bei came to the study room where he was, said hello, and then told him why he was there.
"Psychic shock?" Kane scratched his beard thoughtfully, and after a moment he seemed to have made a decision and said:
"There is a way we can try."
"Is it expensive?" Mo Bei asked.
"Haha, you can get that thing back for just a few bucks." Kane said, taking out a half-palm-sized bone fragment from the inventory.
Mo Bei recognized it at a glance as the remains of Mephisto that he had retrieved from the Altar of the Eclipse Curse.
"Last time I used it to open the portal, I felt that the evil energy inside had no sense of autonomy. Therefore, as long as you set up a not too complicated isolation circle, you should be able to use this piece of debris to exert a mental impact on yourself. . However, this is much greater than the negative effects caused by the long-distance teleportation circle."
"That's okay, it can be recovered anyway."
Mo Bei remembered that Kane's right hand, which had been corroded to a terrible extent, was actually quickly cured. If the job-changer didn't have this terrible resilience, there would be no hope at all in the face of hell's offensive.
When Kane induced the release of the evil power inside the wreckage, the mental impact he emitted was indeed very strong. He used a magic circle to control it within a small area, which was enough to have a training effect.
"Just how much energy can be contained in this small piece of debris? It shouldn't be used a few times, right?" Mo Bei asked again.
"It should be more than that. A large part of the power of high-level demons comes from their demonic bodies. At that level, it is no longer something that can be considered by common sense. This small piece of debris also contains unique rules, and can even be used by itself. Gather strength.”
"Ah? Accumulating strength by yourself?" Mo Bei felt a little numb for no reason, and some examples of dead but not frozen, with extremely low rebirth conditions flashed through his mind.
"Don't worry, as I said, this is an inherent rule, not an expression of autonomous consciousness. If Mephisto was simply defeated, its soul might be lurking in any piece of debris, but then Once, Mephisto was indeed completely sealed in the Soul Stone. These remains became completely unconscious."
"Unfortunately, the Soul Stone cannot block Mephisto's evil penetration. Although those fanatical Zakarum destroyed Mephisto's remains, they had to bring the source of evil back to the temple. Not only did they suffer deeply The corruption even spread to distant Tristram, causing Diavolo to finally escape. The price of such a mistake is too painful."
Kane looked at the broken bones in his hand and seemed to be mumbling to himself.
"Then how can we completely eliminate them?" Mo Bei asked.
"...completely obliterated." Kane shook his head and said:
"They probably won't make the same mistake again. We can't keep them away from the source of their power. If we want to defeat them again, even the original Seven Heroes probably won't be able to do it. So, the answer may lie in their That plane, but this is just my guess."
"In hell? Does that mean we have to counterattack and enter hell to kill them completely?"
Kane was noncommittal on this question because he had no relevant knowledge for reference. And to be honest, he didn't realize how passionate the words "counterattack hell" sounded, because he couldn't imagine the price and consequences of counterattacking hell.
So he could only bring the topic back to the training of mental shock.
"We can't find any manpower here right now. You still have to call Zhuo Genan back. I'll make some preparations first."
"Where did he go?"
"Where else can he go? All he can think about now is growing vegetables and breeding. He doesn't have to stay in the greenhouse every day to do those things. He doesn't know who is in charge here. By the way, when will you leave? Kurast, remember to call me." Kane smiled helplessly.
"Uh, okay, I'll go right away."
Mo Bei scratched his head and said that he was the one who brought Zhuo Genan into the trap now that he is addicted to Happy Farm.
He trotted out of the north gate and headed towards the village where greenhouses were first built.
Along the way, he took a look at the expansion of each village.
The last time I came here was before returning to Rogge Camp. In less than a month, I felt a significant difference again. The chaos caused by the large-scale construction has basically stabilized and appears orderly.
Arriving at Sharok Village, Mo Bei searched the greenhouses one by one, and finally found Zhuo Genan dressed as a farmer, using a ladder to clean the salt blocks in the water tank. If it weren't for the slightly bloated figure that was so rare in Lu Gaoyin, we really wouldn't have been able to find him.
After hearing the call, Zhuo Genan got down from the ladder, but first took out a ruler, measured the seedlings on the ground, and then walked out of the greenhouse with a satisfied look on his face.
"Is something wrong?"
"How tall can this seedling grow in one day?" Mo Bei asked casually without mentioning the magic circle.
"This batch of sprouts just sprouted yesterday, how do you think? Amazing, right?" Zhuo Genan said, pointing to the seedlings that were already more than three inches long.
"Is this sandy soil so fertile!?"
Mo Bei originally thought that the crops here grew quickly because of the sufficient sunlight, but now that he thought about it, the dry, gray-brown land was really unexpected.
"Even in the depths of the desert, any place that can draw water can become an oasis. This is one of the few lands in Aranok. Of course it is fertile, and the sandy soil is very breathable. After drinking enough water, it is like It’s like having magic power.”
Zhuo Genan can't stop talking about planting methods now.
Mo Bei originally thought that he was keen on growing vegetables because he was greedy and had a strong desire to expand Lu Gaoyin's daily recipes.
But looking at his wholehearted attitude, I knew that his mouth was really not an ordinary greedy one.
"Then...do you remember how to set up the magic circle?"
"Magic circle? Ah... you should remember it, right? What magic circle?"
"Um...you should remember what it means...that's your old profession!"
"Tsk, that's not interesting... Repeating the deductions over and over again will make your brain hurt. If you don't do it right, it will explode..."
When Mo Bei heard this, he really didn't know whether to be happy that Zhuo Genan had found something he really liked, or to be sad that the Mage Guild had lost a formation master. . .
