God seal

Chapter 115 Research

Searle is not kind without a bottom line.

In this regard, anyone who has known the elf for a long time knows that he will take care of the half-blood wolf girl Teresa, and will also take in the devil orphans. However, this does not mean that he will indulge an adult to break through his bottom line again and again.

When Bothian once again expressed his desire to dissect the orphan of the devil, Thrall punched the mage in the stomach.When Bossian bent down because of the pain, Searle warned him: "I let you study 'Magic Addiction', but I don't allow you to do human experiments."

Bethian clutched his stomach, and Searle's merciless punch made him sweat profusely.

"Heh." The mage let out a hoarse laugh, looked up at the elf, and went back to his laboratory.

Searle swore that he saw a bright mockery in those golden eyes.

At this time, the news of Polis’s victory in the South had not yet spread to the north. After Searle was separated from the young people, he had been retreating in the only surviving city in the “Magic Addiction” area protected by him. Loneliness made the emotions of both of them a little extreme.

Every time he sees those golden eyes, Searle always thinks of Du Yi.Searle didn't agree with Du Yi's words, but it was undeniable that the God of Light successfully planted a gap between him and Bethian.

"Master Sarandir." The leader of the patrol in the city came to contact Searle, "We have caught a few more live demonized monsters, do you want to bring them to you for experimentation?"

Under Searle's training, it is no longer a problem for the city's patrols and city defense forces to fight ordinary demons.Because Searle brought back a demon orphan and always stayed with Bethien in the mage tower in the city, they subconsciously thought that this great lord was conducting some secret research on "magic addiction".

Searle would try to correct their thinking at first, but then gave up.

"Please bring it."

Searle inspected the demon captives and was disappointed to find that they had no self-awareness at all.Those demonized tribes that had reason and emotion but were wiped out by Dui seemed to be just a flash in the pan, or just a dream of nothingness. Only the only surviving demon orphan still reminded him of the traces of the fact.

The mermaid Allen hugged Searle's leg, making a rattling sound.

"What are you?"

Searle squatted down and stroked the mermaid's long hair.

"Infected by the breath of the abyss, but still retain self-awareness, what exactly are you?"

Is it a monster, a devil, or a new life?

Bethian gave him the answer on the third day.

"He can absorb magic energy."

"what?"

Searle couldn't understand the mage's words for a while.

"The breath of the abyss, the breath of the devil, you can use any word to describe it. It's actually just a kind of energy." The mage talked eloquently. At this time, he seemed to have turned back into the devil teacher who was teaching on the podium of the Van En College. "It's just that this kind of power is purely negative, and it will cause harm to the general human body. When it invades our blood, it will corrode our muscles and bones, destroy our nerves, and turn a normal person into a madman." Beast. This is 'Magic Addiction'."

Searle's eyes had already begun to circle.

"However, although it is extremely rare, some people will adapt to this change during the infection process. Their physiological changes are irreversible, but their nervous system is gradually repairing. This is why some demons have recovered. Reasonable reasons."

It took Serre a long time to come back to his senses.

"You mean, some of the infected people have developed antibodies?"

"Antibody? A fresh vocabulary." Berthian chewed the word, "That's a good description. They have produced antibodies, but the antibodies are not complete. At least the antibodies in this orphan haven't fully restored his sanity. "

"The old man we saw that day!" Sel said, "Except for his appearance, he is no different from a normal person. He is an individual who has regained his sanity and developed complete antibodies."

"But he has already been killed by Dui, our great God of Light." Bossien showed obvious sarcasm, "Isn't it very reasonable to be an individual who is stronger than ordinary people and can even use his own power? familiar?"

Searle smiled bitterly: "You mean, the devil is very similar to the paladins?"

"No, they are easier to mass-produce than the paladins of the God of Light. As long as the antibody is popularized, all infected individuals can easily gain powerful power. Do you know what this means? The power that the God of Light bestowed on his followers is no longer unique."

So Dui wanted to cooperate with Searle, so he did not hesitate to show up in person to destroy all the demons, because he would never allow this force to challenge his authority to appear.

"The demons who produce antibodies don't need to be trained. They are powerful and rational. They are natural weapons to kill." A dark mark flashed in Bosien's golden eyes, "Now, as long as we can study and understand why only certain people will Produce antibodies, then everything will be solved. Think about it, if you had such a power, what would you use it for?"

"Why should I have them?" Searle asked back, "If they are still sane, can't they live like normal professionals? They are just better than ordinary people, not monsters, and don't need me Come 'own' and 'rule'."

Bo Xien was taken aback for a smile, and then smiled lightly, the frost on his face was gently melted by this smile.

"Yes, you are not Dui, nor the Lord of the Abyss. You are Sarandiel."

Searle learned about the secret of the devil from Bethien, and also learned about the horror of this powerful power once it is controlled by people.He is still determined to continue to study the antibody with Bossian until the complete body is developed, and then distributed and used among the demons.However, all of this cannot be told to anyone.

"I'm afraid it's too late." Bossian said, "At least two people in Vann have already heard the news. Mage Frans and Bailey."

Searle glared.

"You will be a danger to them."

Bossian said frankly: "But I need helpers. Even a genius cannot fully understand a field that has never been involved in a short period of time. Human experiments are not my specialty."

"Can you use the teleportation spell?" Searle asked suspiciously. Since his resurrection, Bossian can no longer use the teleportation spell that he was so good at.

Bossien smiled slightly, and the mermaid Allen who had been by the side suddenly shrank his tail a little uneasy.

"Aaron!" Searle shouted angrily as a mermaid, and looked at Bossian in frustration, "When did you conspire behind my back?"

"There is no need for collusion." Bossian said meaningfully, "Because Naga and I have the same goal."

Allen clicked twice in agreement, expressing his agreement.

Someone knocked on the door outside the mage tower again, this time it was the mage from the city who had been occupied by them, and he came to look for Bethian.

"Master Olivier, according to the agreement with you, I have come to provide you with materials."

Because of the presence of others, Searle could only temporarily suppress the resentment and doubts in his heart.But he couldn't understand, what common goal could a mermaid and a mage have in common?Allen patted his tail on the ground twice flatteringly, but couldn't speak to answer Searle's question.

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"The army has been dispatched."

Yvonne knelt and reported to the figure standing in front of the altar.There was no expression on his face. Since getting away from Searle before, the head of the paladin has become more and more like a breathing statue.Du Yi also asked him to meet more frequently, but this honor in the eyes of others was torture in Yvonne's eyes.How can a god who doesn't trust believers and a paladin who has doubts about the main god maintain a superficial peace?

After waiting for Du Yi for a long time but not waiting for Du Yi's answer, Yvonne forgot the precepts for the first time and looked up without authorization.

Du Yi was looking sideways at the altar, as if in a trance, his eyes softened from solid stone to flowing water for a moment, which made Yvonne couldn't help murmuring.

"Leadwig?"

However, it was not the kind but innocent prince who responded to him, but the indifferent god.

Dui turned his golden eyes to look at his paladin.

"Interesting." Dui said, "You still remember the victim who suffered from 'magic loss' like your brother, knight."

Yvonne didn't dare to speak. He felt that as Du Yi said every word, the huge pressure almost crushed him to the cold ground.

"Do you miss him because of guilt or empathy?"

"I..." Yvonne felt his throat was stuck by an invisible force, it seemed that Dui didn't want to hear his answer.

"As for another individual who bears the same appearance as the old person you miss, will you reject or miss it?"

Seeing the paladin's face gradually flushed due to lack of oxygen, Dui felt bored and let go of his strength.

Yvonne fell to the ground and exhaled heavily.

"Humans' emotions are so complicated, so are elves?" Dui seemed to sigh.

"You go to the front with the army."

When Yvonne heard the order from the gods, his fingers sank deeply into the ground.