"Because I don't have much time, I'll just tell a long story."

The old man seemed not to see the strange expression on Siwei's face, and said to himself: "A hundred years ago, when I was transformed into a lich... In short, all my normal thinking was sealed, leaving only the most efficient and rational thinking that never stops until I achieve my goal. Then at that time, I made a very dangerous plan."

That is not called rational thinking, but a so-called stubbornness?

"What the hell is going on? Why do you say this to me if that's the case?"

Xiwei's hand inserted in her pocket had already pinched the card, and he immediately took action as soon as he found a little intention of the other party to wrap him up here.

"Because this clone consumed a lot of magic power just now, my normal thinking took the initiative again..." The old man sighed: "My true essence probably thinks that my normal thinking is an obstacle to staying in my soul, so I might as well cut off my soul and let me die here with the ceremony."

"What exactly is the ritual you mentioned? How can we stop it?"

Siwei was too lazy to care about the other party's sighs and asked straight to the point.

"More than a hundred years ago, I found an amber from a ruins of an ancient battlefield. There were no creatures in the amber, only a drop of body fluid similar to blood. That kind of body fluid has an almost obsession and instinctive desire for the soul, and it can almost swallow and dissolve the souls of all creatures."

But the old man began to say irrelevant words, which almost caused Xiwei to throw out several big magics and blow the other party away...

“Can’t you just point out the point?”

He asked in dissatisfaction.

"If you don't know the essence of this ritual, you will suffer the final loss."

The old man replied seriously, and then continued to tell the story seriously in the depression of Xiwei's face.

"I checked all the classics that can be found, and even sneaked into the official library of the Mage Association at that time. I was almost beaten to pieces by several great magicians, but I still couldn't find any relevant records about the owner of the body fluid."

As a lich who dares to run to the location of the mage association where experts gather, how brave is this guy? And he succeeded and even ran away safely in the end. This is considered a dark history for the entire mage association!

"I heard that after that, Hornheim built the Endymion Gate, but this is not the point. Let's get back to the point."

Is it you? The super magic card with a height of more than 300 meters that the Mage Association spent so much effort and money was built by you!

Siwei felt that Hornheim's image collapsed with a loud bang...

"Later, I met a strange religion in the territory of orcs. They were different from ordinary orcs. They neither worshiped the blood of their ancestors nor worshiped the gods of wastelands and war. What they believed in was a strange god named "Ellzzi".

Xiwei's body shook, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, he had not found any information about Eldrazi after searching for a long time. He would actually hear it at this time!

"That religion is extremely xenophobic. Even the orcs cannot join, let alone the old man who is a lich. It took me a lot of effort to catch a believer and ask something from it - it calls himself a betrayer. He worships an Eldrazi called the 'betrayer of the evil.' I don't know the kind of existence of the Eldrazi, but according to it, the betrayer of the evil can determine whether a person is a betrayer. If he fails to pass the check, the person will be swallowed by it, and his body will wander in endless pain - 'You beg for death, but in vain', I remember it as such. Regardless of the others, the ability to devour the soul is very similar to the drop of body fluid I found."

"What does this have to do with the ritual you mentioned?"

The more Xiwei listened, the less he felt. He asked in a deep voice with a tense face.

Although he was also very interested in Eldrazi's intelligence, it was obviously not the time to listen to the story quietly.

"The so-called sacrifices are often only two concepts. The first is a sacrifice that gives sacrifices to the object of faith in exchange for strength or something, which is generally called a tribute sacrifice; the other is closer to alchemy, submitting the sacrifices to other things in a certain way, and this sacrifice is called a refining sacrifice. However, neither of these sacrifices can accomplish what the purely rational ‘I’ wants. Therefore, the purely rational thinking ‘I’ designed the third different sacrifice, which is this ritual.”

The shriveled Simon stretched out three withered fingers: "This ritual is actually composed of three different rituals. The first is to awaken me to extract biological components from the drop of body fluid and mix other biological bodies. The final artificial monsters are created by mixing other biological bodies. I call it the "nightmare demon". These things have no souls, but because of the instinct of that body fluid, they will hunt souls within the range bounded by the ritual, gnawing the entire country. The second ritual is to wait for the nightmare demons to hunt each other after the hunting is completed, and the winner will swallow the soul essence left by the loser, and repeat this step continuously until the last end. The last ritual is to sacrifice the only remaining nightmare demon, and completely condense the soul essence condensed from the second ritual in his body into the purest crystal in the world."

"Can't you end the ceremony immediately?" Xiwei's eyelids twitched... Nightmare Demon Peat! Isn't this the fostering Gu that often appears in martial arts novels!

He could create a new sacrificial ceremony on his own, and even Sivi had to admit that Simon Miller, who was known as the most outstanding alchemist of his time, was indeed a genius.

It was probably because of this three-in-one ceremony that Simon later designed a ceremony to kill each other and decide the gods...

"The first ritual began ten years ago. The nightmare demons had already awakened, just waiting for the final order... and the moment you came in, the order had been sent out." The old man said slowly: "The other two rituals will also operate in nearly thirty different ways. Even if one or two is destroyed, it is useless - and one of them is purely based on the nightmare demon as the carrier, which is also set up to prevent people from making trouble."

Damn, do you want to be so cautious? If you are half of the magicians and alchemists in the world are cautious, it is estimated that there will be no magic experiment accidents in this world...

Xiwei was crying without tears.

"Has the purely rational 'I've really noticed my existence?" The old man's shriveled face showed a... forehead, probably a smile. Then his skin began to crack at a slow speed: "I don't know how you came in, but now you are the only person who has the potential to stop this tragedy."

"Try to defeat some nightmare demons. When only one nightmare demon is left, the following ritual will start. The more nightmare demons you knock down, the less soul essence the opponent will get, and the lower the success rate of the ritual. If you can defeat more than half of the nightmare demons, even if the ritual is successful, the final product will only be considered a waste." After saying that, he sat cross-legged and quietly waited for the end of his life: "I have done a lot of wrong things in my life, and I have long planned to face today... It's a pity that I can't fulfill my long-cherished wish before leaving, and meet my daughter again..."

There was something like dander on his face, revealing the clay under his skin that looked like failed to burn, and the cracked earthy yellow muscles were covered with cracks. Combined with the old man's sad and regretful expression, he looked particularly bleak.

"Speaking of this, are there such monsters nearby?" Xiwei asked suddenly.

"Of course, although there are not many." The old man nodded.

"Since that's the case, I'll let you see my secret weapon." Xiwei sighed, put the card that exploded the flame arrow in his hand back, and replaced it with a new card.

"Come out, Eve Miller!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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