Age of Adepts

Sewing ghost dolls.

The shape of the Sewing Ghost figure is a clap-sized fabric figure, male on the left side and female on the right side, with marks and threads of sewing all over the body. All black, bloody traces can be seen everywhere, with only one single eye painted with blood on the head.

Once the sewing spirits have been successfully refined, its body will always be surrounded by the soul guards of the three prisoners, which is also its only means of attack.

The soul guards of the three inmates are idolatrous beings that cannot be touched by physical attacks, and each time they travel through the body of the target organism, they are able to take a piece of each other's soul fragment and seal it in the body of a sewing ghost doll.

When the Soul Fragment reaches a certain amount, the Sewing Ghost Doll can initiate a Soul Spirit Technique to occupy the target's body for a short time. The probability of success of the Epiphany is related to the mental power gap between the sewing ghost and the target organism, the stronger the target organism's mental strength, the lower the success rate. If the target's biological spiritual strength is twice that of a sewing ghost doll, the soul is void!

Leaving aside the crystal of knowledge, Grimm analyzed it and had to admire the vastness and strangeness of the magical world. Such a sewing ghost is not a strong fighter per se, but is unusually bizarre and unpredictable. Once there is no corresponding means of coping, it is easy to fall silently.

And this crystal of knowledge, it should also flow from a profession called the Soul Master.

The Soul Master is not a race, but a special profession.

They may be any race, any life form, and their vocation is characterized by the separation of souls, used to fabricate all kinds of strange servants of the soul. These pieces of soul cut from their own souls are, of course, inextricably linked to them by any magic, and never fear betrayal.

A slave made of soul fragments is a phantom in itself, thus ignoring all physical defenses and directly striking the enemy's soul and spiritual consciousness. Besides, the servants of the soul and they were united, commanded like fingers by the arms, even across distant spaces there would be no feeling of stagnation.

However, the disadvantage of such servants is equally evident: once destroyed, it causes a soul defect in the soul of the soul master, which must be restored through prolonged conditioning. If too many servants of the soul are destroyed at one time by the enemy, the soul master may also be in danger of breaking up his soul and extinguishing his spiritual consciousness.

So just like the two sides of the blade, safety and danger coexist!

At the end of the Crystal of Knowledge, of course, there is also the refining method and the soul ritual of this sewing ghost doll, which Grimm is now perfectly capable of doing. So when he hesitated, Grimm put the crystal of knowledge into his arms and started silently calculating the price of this sewing ghost doll.

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Sorrow Swamp.

Dirty muddy pools, slumps next to each other.

From a far-sighted perspective, there is this dark sludge and stench of black water everywhere. The distal end of the line of sight is obscured by a thick layer of water mist, difficult to reach.

The earth is silent and foggy.

And in this silence, there is an unimaginable danger and death.

Every pond in the marsh of sorrow may be home to some insidiously cunning lurkers who quietly lurk in filthy, filthy water, waiting silently for their prey to come to the door.

And the bottom of these pools are connected by narrow, dirty waterways, which allow them to change their latent position or retreat silently. Prey can only perceive the approaching danger at the moment when they open their blood basins and pounce on their mouths.

loud noise broke the silence of the heavens and the earth.

A large, scaly dragon leg stepped into a puddle, sparking huge splashes of water and starpoint mud.

“Damn...”

Asa, the dragon man, pulled out his front leg with great effort and cursed aloud.

Its loud voice can travel far in the silent swamp, but Assa doesn't care.

Because it's Dragon Man!

Throughout Lance, if the Dragon Lords are sovereigns of the highest rank, then their servants who serve the Dragon are noble men and women. Dragon men are undisputed strongest fighters, toughest taxpayers and fairest selfless law enforcers in any part of Lance, in front of any indigenous race in Lance.

No indigenous person dares to offend a noble dragon man, even if it is just an ordinary dragon warrior or dragon repellent. As for ambushing the Dragon Man, it is a terrible crime that will lead to the extermination of the entire clan!

So even in the relatively unfamiliar swamp of sorrow, Asa, who existed as a dragon man, was still not worried, but rather the outcry against the waiting code should not have sounded.

Strangely enough, the dragon man made such a loud noise while not being attacked by the surrounding latent marsh creatures, but rather panicked into the bottom of the water and sneaked away along a complex and curvaceous waterway.

Looking at the series of bubbles in the cloudy pool in his gaze, the dragon man smiled with a slight smile on Asa's thin, narrow face.

Dragging on a huge, heavy body, Assa quickly strolled along a relatively solid mud track.

To hang out in the swamp of sorrow, you have to have a glimpse to see which mud grass can pass, even if it's such a masterpiece of mud beneath it. Otherwise, it would be ironic for Asa, who had come from the land, to be stuck in the mud.

Seventy miles behind it, a vast army of dragon men is sweeping apart.

As a dragon sender, Asa, on the one hand, needs to clear the ambushes that might be encountered on the way to the team, and on the other hand, needs to drive away the short-sighted wild swamp creatures so that they do not interrupt the dragon army's journey.

In fact, in Lance's position, the man who dared to ambush the Dragon Legion has not yet been born. In Assa's memory, the last ambush was more than thirty years ago.

A young lizard man who was insane because he couldn't afford heavy taxes attacked a dragon taxpayer and threw a piece of shitty mud at him. So that area, whether it's the Lizard tribe or the Doghead tribe, was slaughtered by the dragons as long as they were able to walk upright.

Since then, everywhere the dragon people have been, all the indigenous tribes have fled in panic, and only one of them has accidentally offended these noble dragon people.

So while traveling far away, the Dragon Man scolds not those indigenous tribes that frighten the cowards, but many wild monsters.

They can all be obscure and powerful, and they don't have enough wisdom to tell which organisms they can provoke and which they can't provoke. So Assad was responsible for the evictions, mainly them!

Asa suddenly stopped walking for another 3 miles in the dark, hot and damp swamp.

No… something is wrong here!

Quiet, far more quiet than ever, even snakes swimming on rotten branches, the slight sound of leeches spewing in turbid sewage is no longer audible.

The unprecedented silence of death in the entire swamp region of Noda is as if all the creatures here had suddenly died.

Death...

As soon as the word came to mind, Assa felt something wrong underneath her.

It translated quickly by two steps, lowering its torso and lowering its head, which made it horrified to discover that it had been tricked.

If any grey mist evaporates from the water beneath you, it has stained the fine scales of Assa's lower body into grey. And as the grey fog increases and thickens, the rate of grey erosion continues to accelerate and rapidly spreads to the upper body of Assa.

what is this

A toxin? Or is it some kind of monster's strange ability?

Still thinking rapidly in his mind, Asa, as a dragon man, has been driven by the instincts of perennial training to quickly escape that grey mist. When he fled over a nearby dirt road, Assa roared and shone a brilliant flame in his squamous armor.

Dragon Man's strong physique imparts remarkable magic resistance, and ordinary biotoxins cannot cause fatal damage to it. Therefore, after escaping the trap laid by the enemy, Assa has begun to lift his strength and prepare for the rebellion.

Yet when it violently provoked blood in the body, a giant vertigo overshadowed its mind.

Assa took a few steps and actually took a risk of falling.

Heavy, solid, stone-column-like legs just now have been shivered by Cersei and can no longer support the huge and heavy body.

Damn, what kind of poison is this? It's so powerful...

Once again, Assa roared wildly and roared, raising the heavy metal axe in his hand, which was intended to inspire a fiery fireball over the sky to remind the Dragon Legion behind him.

Unfortunately, just as it wobbled upright and raised its axe, a thin, dry black figure appeared in the hazy, illusory mist of water in front of it.

“Lie down! Lie down! If you encounter my Poison Endo, lie down honestly...”

The next second seemed to be the success of the black shadow curse in front of him, a sharp pain gathering from the limb wreckage of his body, instantly breaking Assa's consciousness.

loud rumbling sound.

The metal axe landed, and the dragon man slumped his huge body down slowly, spurting a bigger, smellier sewage.

After defeating the first dragon, Toxic Endo swayed his dry body and came to the dragon man. He grabbed it and ingested most of the toxin from his body. However, she still retains some of the toxins that haunt the dragon's head so that the other person doesn't wake up easily.

“Somebody... take it back! ”

The sound of the drug boondo was not loud, but it instantly triggered riots in the surrounding environment.

Within sight of several large mud ponds, the sewage flew across and the mud splashed, and a dozen large engineering machines crawled out of it and gathered here at heavy strides.

Under the direction of a geotechnical technician at the top of a tall, open robot, the engineering robot held up and lifted the unconscious dragon man to the deep fog.

Meanwhile, Toxic Endo raised his old shady face and looked remotely at the direction of the dragon man when he returned.

“That mother dragon's men are fast! Looks like we're going to fight them in this sad swamp...”

After complaining to himself, Naruto pulled his hood back and silently disappeared into the scene.