Chapter 356 Crooked Building

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Milor and Perona actually spent the whole night together and had already deciphered everything about spiritualism.

Among the pile of manuscripts given by Omas, most of them contain knowledge related to the spirit movement in the witchcraft system, which is used to assist the understanding and understanding of the spirit movement.

Being able to sort out so much content from his own memories in such a short period of time, the computing power of that bald head must not be lower than that of Perona.

While Mo Bei was sucking and kneading the noodles, he read the manuscript that Perona had rearranged as far as her hand could reach. This was compiled by her overnight based on Milor's magic foundation. If it was splashed, I'm afraid I'll get angry if I serve braised pork.

After understanding the contents of the manuscript as much as possible, Mo Bei felt that it was quite troublesome to master this skill. It was not a simple matter for the soul body to take form and leave the body, but although it involved the soul field, it was also from Starting with mental power, Omus has already made a judgment on the possibility of learning and mastering it.

The Umbaru tribesman named Ursua is also considered a leader in the witch doctor lineage. He has developed the ability to exchange bodies with summoned objects or slaves through traditional spiritual skills, but in the end he was unlucky with this skill. .

This skill has the biggest limitation, which is that the target of the body swap must have a certain degree of autonomy and have no resistance to the transformation with the caster.

To have independent consciousness is actually to have an independent soul. Without this, this kind of soul transfer is an extremely risky behavior. Not only will the target of the spell collapse directly, but the caster will also suffer a certain amount of backlash.

But using this skill on slaves with autonomous consciousness is also risky.

After the Umbalu people settled in the rainforest, they have maintained the tradition of enslaving and raising dwarfs. Under the influence of enslavement witchcraft, the dwarfs are obedient to their masters, but under normal circumstances they will still risk their lives and escape. , which is affected by their autonomous consciousness.

Therefore, in battle, the master will use witchcraft totems as assistance, so that these dwarves can be in a state of madness without fear of death, and can also greatly increase their combat effectiveness.

As Cui Fanke's corruption gradually spread and deepened in the rainforest, the hatred amplified in the hearts of the slave dwarves, and finally reached a level that was enough to shake the enslavement witchcraft.

Although he noticed some abnormal signs, Ursua felt that as long as he grasped the souls of the slaves, it would be difficult to break free, but he did not want to be tricked by one of the slave dwarves during a soul transfer process. Suffered an eternal backlash.

Mo Bei looked at the Valkyrie standing coldly and hesitated.

There are risks. . .

But putting this aside, the first problem at the moment is that the Valkyrie does not seem to meet the conditions for performing the spell.

After learning the communication spell, Milor often had mental contact with the Valkyrie out of curiosity, but there has never been any real communication of consciousness.

As for whether the summoned object's autonomous consciousness would threaten its owner, the three of them were not sure.

There is an essential difference between the summons of job changers and the slaves controlled by Ursua.

Servants are born with a sense of autonomy and cannot be counter-summoned, so not only is there the possibility of rejection, but it is also difficult to counterattack when they lose control. The simplest way is to kill them directly with a curse.

Although summoned objects can counter-summon, perhaps because of Ursua's mistakes, Omus even considered the worst possibility for them, and also included a method called soul-eating in the manuscript he gave. The witchcraft can directly kill the souls of summoned objects that are at risk of rebellion.

Mo Bei felt that the tall, bald man who seemed strange at first became more and more reliable the more he came into contact with him. The more preventive measures, the better. After all, the world has been suffering from the invisible influence of hell's demonic fire. No one can say what kind of consciousness an independent soul will have.

If there is only a counter-summoning move, the one that is re-summoned might still be the disobedient one, so wouldn't this skill be useless?

But with one more way to "format", there is the possibility of re-cultivation.

"I think you need to give her a name first. What do you call her when you try to communicate consciously with her?"

Mo Bei proposed the first step plan to awaken the Valkyrie's autonomous consciousness.

"Well... I haven't thought about it, naming it like a pet?"

"Yeah, pick any one you want, but don't imitate Alvin..."

"...Then what should I call her?" Milor looked at Valkyrie in embarrassment.

The Valkyrie looked out the window like a statue.

"You can write to Aunt Kelly and Uncle Bray and ask them what they plan to name their second child," Mo Bei said.

"This is too far. Can you ask Akali to help transfer?"

"Are you serious? Even if you send it from Lu Gaoyin, it will take several months..."

"Then you still say..."

Mo Bei was dumbfounded, thinking that this girl sometimes lacks a sense of humor. After a pause, he continued to ask:

"So do you have a nickname? Or what does your name mean?"

"Don't you know?" Milor looked at Mo Bei with some confusion.

"How do I know..." Mo Bei looked back with doubtful eyes.

"Milor, isn't it the name of a small yellow wild flower in the Salva forest..." Milor's voice became lower and lower as he spoke, and it seemed that he was a little embarrassed to mention this.

"Yes... that's right..." Mo Bei sweated when he heard this, and immediately realized why Milor was confused.

The Salwa Forest is where the logging camp in the north of Rogge Camp is located. There are also some villages and outposts scattered around there, which serve as a transit point and various supplies for the south.

And one of the villages that had been destroyed by monster attacks was the hometown that he recognized when he first arrived. . . I was unfamiliar with the place at that time, so I heard other people talking about it and thought I could settle down in the right place. . .

Later, I discovered that time and distance simply didn’t match up. This household registration was not secure, so I kept avoiding this issue. Fortunately, no one mentioned it. As time went by, I almost forgot about it.

"cough.."

Mo Bei coughed unnaturally. Although both Milor and Perona seemed to be concentrating on reading the spiritual magic manuscript, Perona's two calves hanging restlessly on the chair showed her inner activities. Very informative and not at all attentive.

He took a deep breath, reached out and rubbed his hair randomly. Feeling that he could no longer hide it from his teammates, he asked:

"Have you... ever heard of time travel?"

The two women's eyes lit up, seeming to capture the special meaning of this unfamiliar word. At the same time, they looked away from the manuscript and looked at Mo Bei.

"I'm sorry for hiding this from you all this time, but I don't mean any harm. I actually come from another world."

Mo Bei told his story without pausing, but it was similar to Akali's reaction when she heard these things before. The two girls in front of her didn't have any surprised reactions, but more of a "So it turns out" Such a sudden realization.

Seeing this reaction, he simply revealed his relationship with Akali, as if he had to make the two of them look shocked. As a result, Milor just smiled and said nothing, while Perona curled her lips slyly.

It turns out that it has been seen through. . .

He coughed twice awkwardly and felt much more relaxed after telling the secret, but then he thought again:

Wasn't this a discussion about spiritual movement? Look at how crooked this building is. . .