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Part 8 The Road to Immortality Chapter 6 Accident

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    The magic crystal lamp hung high on the ceiling, giving the slightly spooky room a pale white feel. It made Donnie shiver subconsciously, as if he had entered some old castle where ghosts were rampant.

    But this also brought his attention completely back to the exam. He no longer dwelled on the young man who was more beautiful than the female elf just now. He looked around and took stock of the environment in the room.

    On the left side of the room is a simple long table, with a large number of items placed on it. Some are contained in magic vessels, some are directly preserved using vacuum magic arrays, and some are wrapped in green leaves.  The right side was empty, not even a carpet, revealing light gray patterned stones.

    "Mercury, low-level requiem stone powder" Danny closed the door gently, walked quickly to the long table, and recognized the basic materials used to arrange the magic circle at a glance.

    Then, he sprinkled the sunflower powder onto the silver candlestick, then lit the candle, carefully picked up a glass bottle filled with black liquid, and pointed it at the white candle flame.

    Under the candlelight, the slight bumps and convexities on the surface of the glass bottle are clearly visible, as if a layer of shadow runes are flowing, and a strange eyeball without a pupil emerges from the black liquid.

    After carefully distinguishing the shape of the eyeball and the magic runes carved on the glass bottle, Downey picked up the quill pen next to him and wrote on the parchment: "the eyeball of the mutated ghoul"

    Putting down the glass bottle, Downey turned his attention to the vacuum magic circle, inside which there was an arm wrapped with a yellow-brown greasy cloth.

    "Wow, it even has the arms of a mummy. Handler College is really luxurious" Downey's eyes were shining and his head was lowered. Unlike ghouls, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts and other undead creatures that can "normally" form, he must  If you want to give birth to a "mummy", you must have a complete and mysterious burial ceremony - this is a ritual that has existed since ancient mythology. Therefore, the strength of mummies is generally very strong, and their magic resistance and physical defense are both among the undead creatures.  The best ones, even formal mages, have little chance of obtaining mummies as undead servants.

    While writing the answer on the parchment, Downey looked at the mummy's arm with burning eyes. This level of material was something that his little apprentice had never been able to come into contact with before.

    "Although it looks like a very poor mummy from the wrapped strips of cloth and exposed skin, it is still a mummy! However, the material used to sew the body's torso can be recycled"

    In this way, Downey identified the different body parts of these different magical creatures one by one:

    ¡°¡­stinky fishman lymph¡­¡±

    ¡°¡­the front paws of the jackal¡­¡±

    ¡°¡­the goblin¡¯s skull¡­¡±

    ¡°¡­the hind hooves of the demonized goat¡­¡±

    It took half an hour for Downey to identify them one by one, and then based on the necromantic body combination theory and the requirements for refining the stitched corpse, he designed a stitched corpse with his own style.

    After deleting, deleting, and revising, it took Downey a long time to complete his "model" of the sutured corpse. Then he swallowed and looked at the clock on the wall: "It's almost ten o'clock, we can't delay any longer.  Otherwise, there won¡¯t even be time to make up for the problems"

    While he was thinking, he picked up the mercury and took the time to outline the magic circle on the ground.

    The apprentice¡¯s mental strength is not strong, and he cannot take potions during the exam, so Downey can only complete it part by part, and finally connect it to form a complete magic circle.

    More than an hour passed. Downey sat on the floor, breathing heavily, recovering his mental strength that had been exhausted more than a dozen times. Then, he stood up and placed the materials he had selected one by one in the magic circle.  Corresponding positions: "mummy armsmutated ghoul's eyeballslittle devil's wingsghost dust"

    After the placement was completed, Downey looked left and right, but he hesitated to activate the magic circle and complete the refining, for fear that he would make a mistake.

    This is the most important moment in his life. If he succeeds, he will enter Heidler, the most authoritative magic academy in the necromancy system. His future future is immeasurable. If he fails, he will probably become one of the thousands of ordinary magic apprentices.  One, either serve as a consultant to a businessman, or join the police force, and live a life that is better than ordinary citizens but still far away from the upper class society.

    I am only seventeen years old, are I willing to accept such a numb and hopeless life?

    "A raging flame of desire ignited in Donnie's heart, the desire for knowledge, the desire for life, and the desire for a better future.

    Success or failure, it depends on this time!

    He half-knelt in front of the magic circle, holding his core with both hands. A strange light flashed in his blue eyes, which was a sign that his mental power was fully activated.

      Stripes of silver-white patterns shone brightly, and the dark runes crazily absorbed the nearby requiem stone powder. Then, the entire magic circle was enveloped in pale brilliance, and the magic gems shattered.

    After activating the magic circle, Downey felt a sharp pain in his head and was bounced away, but he didn't care about the twitching all over his body and stared at the magic circle.

    The pale light dissipated little by little, and a monster with wings on its back appeared in the center of the magic circle. Its head was like a lion, its eyes had no pupils, its left hand was wrapped in a yellow-brown greasy cloth, and its body was composed of different pieces of flesh and blood.  These parts are not organically fused together, but instead seem to have been forcibly sewn together with needles and threads, which is weird and terrifying.

    The monster stood up staggeringly, and its white eyeballs without pupils glanced at Downey, which immediately made him feel as if his soul had been struck by lightning, and he almost fainted.

    Fortunately, the monster immediately lowered its head and stood there respectfully without any other movement.

    Success!  Downey waved his arms, unable to restrain his inner surprise.

    Suddenly, the hairs on his back stood up, as if he sensed some kind of breath coming from the deepest part of death.

    Subconsciously, Downey pounced directly to the side, and at the same time directed his stitched corpse to block in front of him.

    Bang, a dull loud noise accompanied by the sound of the wall collapsing reached Downey's ears, and then he saw pieces of flesh and blood splashing in front of him.

    Looking back in shock, Donnie's eyes suddenly widened and bulged. Amidst the flying dust caused by the collapse of the wall, a two or three-meter-tall monster crashed in, knocking his sutured corpse away and tearing away the corpse pieces on its torso.  It was smashed to pieces.

    This monster doesn¡¯t look like a stitched corpse at all. The body parts are messily gathered together. The eyes are on the arms, the head is embedded in the belly, and the whole body is surrounded by rich black gas.

    At the same time, its terrifying pressure caused the whole body of the sutured corpse to tremble as it struggled to get up. Even though it had no intelligence or ability to think, it was still trembling.

    Downey felt like he was falling into an ice cave and wanted to cast a spell to resist, but he had just finished refining the sutured corpse, but his head was throbbing and he had no extra mental energy at all.

    ¡°Here, what¡¯s going on?¡±

    "What kind of weird undead creature did that girl, no, boy, create? It's too scary!"

    "I have to hold on until the necromancy teacher who is in charge of the exam arrives."

    Thinking about it in his heart, his will was determined. Under the suppression of the strange undead creature, Downey couldn't even move a finger. Seeing it coming straight towards him, his heart slowly sank, and despair surged.  out.

    "This is more terrifying than the second-level knights I have ever met"

    "I finally succeeded in refining it and am about to enter Heidler Magic Academy. Will I die in this experimental accident?"

    The scream in Donnie's heart couldn't stop the monster from approaching, and the foul-smelling mouth seemed to be clearly audible.

    At this moment, a hand wrapped in a yellow-brown strip of cloth stood in front of him and inserted into the mouth of the monster's abdomen.

    "My sutured corpse" Downey was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the sutured corpse he had made was so tenacious. Then, he seized the opportunity and rolled to the side. At the same time, he mustered up all his strength to make a last ditch effort:

    "Help!"

    His last resort was this shrill, sky-breaking cry, trying to attract the attention of the necromancer who was invigilating the exam.

    "Crack, click, the monster's mouth squirmed, and it quickly chewed up and swallowed the arm of the sutured corpse. This made Donnie's mouth open wide, and the call stopped abruptly.

    You can actually bite the mummy's arm directly

    The eyes on the monster's arms opened, and the two dark red pupils carried an indifferent aura of death, making Downey's body paralyzed and his tongue tightening.

    It's over, it's over His inner thoughts had just arisen when he suddenly saw a pure and beautiful face appearing in front of him. He said slightly embarrassed: "I'm sorry, all kinds of changes always occur when I do experiments. I  Father said this is my unique ability, but I can¡¯t control it yet"

    A standard male voice, very magnetic At this critical moment of life and death, this was the first thought that came to Downey's mind. He felt that the whole world was full of disobedience and malice.

    "I originally planned to refine a stitched corpse that can fly. Who knows, I accidentally accidentally, haha" The young man smiled brightly and scratched his head, "Of course, compared to the last experiment, this  This time can only be regarded as an ordinary mutation"

    Donnie stared at him dumbfounded and struggled to utter one word: "Be careful"

    Because at this time, the monster surrounded by black energy has alreadyGot behind that young man!

    Downey could not understand or imagine at all why someone could say so many words at such a dangerous moment!

    "Ah? Are you reminding me to be careful when doing experiments in the future? Thank you very much. I will definitely pay attention to it in the future. I'm so sorry for putting you in danger this time. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet" That gentle and beautiful face  On the face, the light red lips opened and closed.

    Downey wriggled his numb tongue again: "weirdmonster"

    The young man's slightly hazy silver-purple eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. He turned around suddenly and stood face to face with the monster. Then, his shoulders sank and he bumped directly into the monster.

    Silver-gray light overflowed, and Downey saw the monster take three steps back. Then, its head, eyes, arms and other messy assembled parts fell off one by one, hitting the ground with a bang, and soon turned into a monster.  Beach "mud".

    HeDonnie's mouth opened wide again and it was difficult to close it. Classmate, don't you think that the path of knighthood is more suitable for you than an experiment with frequent accidents?

    "It's solved." The boy turned around and said a little embarrassed, "I'm really sorry for putting you in danger. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My father named me Blaise and he hopes I will become  A happy man, but I prefer to be called 'Carl', which means manly"

    "I also have an older brother, his name is Bazel. He is a guy who looks kind but is actually full of bad ideas Others say he is very much like my father, but I don't think so"

    Donnie only had one idea at this time, "Carl," could you not say anything for now, pull me up and then introduce yourself.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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