A Million Possible

"Huh? What happened?"

Feeling the movement inside the initial space, Cheng Lin was taken aback.

He could easily "see" that the black flag and black whistle were buzzing. These two Magical Items belonged to the first batch of items he picked up when he first deduced them. They have also been repaired by Yu Fu, and the degree of damage has been pulled to the limit. About 50%, although it is still completely incomparable with intact, it can already be regarded as a useful Magical Item.

At this moment, they were abnormal at the same time, which immediately attracted Cheng Lin's attention.

Turning over his right hand, Cheng Lin took out the two things, and they both emitted a faint black light.

"Could it be..."

Cheng Lin was puzzled. First, he injected Spiritual Qi into the black flag. Suddenly, the 108 battle spirits hidden in it flew out like a whirlwind, and the temperature in the mountainside suddenly became colder.

These fighting spirits seemed very excited and sent a very strong "hunger" emotion to Cheng Lin.

Yes, hungry.

"War souls are also hungry? What do they want to eat? Is it the Hun and Po of these Death creatures?"

Cheng Lin had some guesses.

The soul of the battle is the remnant thoughts left after the death of some powerful cultivator of the Cultivation Base due to some peculiar reasons. It belongs to the amount of Mental Energy. It can be roughly divided into soul bodies. After being injured, they will become weak. Cheng Lin has never Find a way to restore their strength.

One known way is to use Spiritual Qi to nurture, but the concentration of Spiritual Qi in the real world is inherently low. Cheng Lin himself is not enough. How can Spiritual Qi be allocated to them... There is no Spiritual Qi in the initial space. As time passed, these battle spirits became weaker and weaker.

However, at this moment, he seemed to have discovered a new way to increase the strength of the battle spirit.

"Swallow the soul..."

Cheng Lin thought, his heart faintly moved, and he manipulated the black flag to sway lightly. Suddenly, a faint gray light was released, shrouded in a large area in front of him, and Cheng Lin suddenly saw something that he couldn't see before.

For example, the corpses of the dead humans and snow beasts are hovering and entangled with some shadow-like colors, which seems to be a certain kind of energy, like shadows and fog, which are quickly dissipating.

"If the judgment is good, these are the souls remaining after the creature's Death... Let's call it that way, but it is a pity that neither snow beasts nor humans are strong enough, so the soul body is so thin. At the current speed, it should be complete soon. dissipate."

"These hun and po are too weak to be absorbed into war souls, but they seem to be food for war souls..."

Cheng Lin thought, hesitated, he ordered a battle soul to pounce on the soul of a snow beast.

"Song Jiang, you go and try."

When he was idle, he named these battle spirits according to Liang Shanbo's seat order for easy addressing.

Suddenly, Song Jiang screamed in excitement, and flew over, tearing and swallowing the mass of energy. The whole process was very fast. Then, Cheng Lin clearly felt that Song Jiang was strong!

It really works!

However, after a while, Cheng Lin saw that Song Jiang was like a leaky balloon, the soul that had been swallowed separated again, dissipated in the air, and the increased strength disappeared again.

"Huh? This is...yes, it should be a deduction rule restriction!"

Cheng Lin thought for a while and understood.

He already knew that he couldn't take anything other than "memory" and "knowledge" from the deduction world.

For example, he cannot practice here and cannot absorb the Spiritual Qi of this world.

This is the restriction of the rules, the battle spirit belongs to him, so it seems that he has also followed this rule and cannot really be strengthened here.

Cheng Lin was a little disappointed.

He originally thought that if he could, he would simply delay the task, stay here for a while, devour some Xue Beast souls, and completely strengthen the 108 Battle Souls.

"It seems that I think it is too beautiful..."

In extremely cold places, you really can't think of being too beautiful. This is the origin of the idiom "You are too beautiful" that the older generation often talks about.

...

"receive."

Cheng Lin flicked the black banner and put away the reluctant war spirits.

Touching the flagpole of the black flag, he began to calculate in his heart: "Although it can't be swallowed in the deduction, it shouldn't be a problem when it is projected...it's just not clear that the snow beast is not included in the projection."

Shaking his head, Cheng Lin didn't think much anymore, and set his eyes on the "black whistle" again.

He has only figured out this Magical Item at present. It seems to have a certain effect on the undead creatures, but it has never been successfully used.

"How to use it? Blow?"

Cheng Lin rubbed its dark surface, thought for a while, gathered up the courage to put it in his mouth and blew it.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A very low, depressed voice appeared like a wind blowing in the house.

The next moment, Cheng Lin was surprised to find that the dead humans and snow beasts on the ground actually moved together!

what is this? Fraud?

Cheng Lin was taken aback and continued to blow tentatively. In the whining wind, the bodies of the person in charge, the liaison officer, the snow beast, etc. actually staggered up from the ground.

It's not a resurrection, they still don't have any sanity, just like walking corpses.

Cheng Lin, who was blowing the black whistle, thought for a while, and thought in his heart, so the human corpse was lying on the ground again-although it was in deduction, Cheng Lin was still reluctant to toss these poor people to do experiments.

Controlling dozens of snow beasts whose heads were upgraded versions of polar bears, Cheng Lin pointed to the west again. Suddenly, the group of walking corpses began to move to the west.

Cheng Lin gestured again, sending out an idea in his heart.

As a result, they began to line up in a neat line, and according to Cheng Lin's command, circled around the human corpse in situ...connected into a perfect circle and moved forward around the corpse.

After a while, they started dancing again under Cheng Lin's control.

He mainly wants to test how long he can control.

Unexpectedly, this black whistle actually has the same ability as chasing a corpse.

"Sect that refines it is probably also a Devil Dao sect, right?"

Cheng Lin guessed, but this black flag and black whistle, one controls the soul and the other controls the corpse, it is really evil to cooperate.

Thinking about it, Little Pete, who went to the communication room to contact, finally ran back, panting, "underground...the underground city said...say..."

He couldn't say the remaining half a word, and what appeared in front of Pete was an extremely strange scene.

Dozens of Death's blood-filled snow beasts hopped and danced around the human corpses on the ground. An overturned headlight on the ground radiated orange light, which made the light and dark here obscure. One was wearing a black trench coat and wearing a black windbreaker. A young oriental man in a bowler hat stood by and whistling quietly...

This very strange and mysterious picture seems to be going through some kind of evil ritual.

"what did they say?"

Cheng Lin took off the black whistle, and the corpses lay down softly-in fact, he felt that the limit of manipulation was reached by this time, and the speed at which this whistle could extract Spiritual Qi was terrifying.

Little Pete subconsciously retreated a few steps, obviously frightened.

Cheng Lin was stunned, understood something, and explained with a smile: "Well...this is a kind of transcendent ritual in our ancient east. It is to wish the dead relatives to leave quietly and peacefully, and there will be no more pain in the underground palace."

"In the Underworld? You mean The Underworld?"

"No... I mean in heaven... it doesn't matter. By the way, how does the underground city respond?" Cheng Lin asked with a light cough, putting away the black whistle.

Pete was skeptical and replied: "They said... they will immediately send troops to fight!"

[Congratulations on completing the task (2)]

[Task (Part Three): You decide to leave here. Tomorrow, humanity will face the biggest survival challenge since the global freezing. The dungeon will face the new overlord on the surface, and humanity will pay a heavy price for this. I can’t bear to witness the disaster, so I decided to go for a walk, relax, and watch the battle a little farther away]

Information emerged in my mind.

Cheng Lin suddenly wondered: "Why do you want to watch the battle from a distance?"

[Distance produces beauty]

...

Cheng Lin left.

Although Pete tried to stay, he still left. He didn't go too far. He just trudged a few kilometers on the snowy field and arrived in the old Paris, which was abandoned and ruined, and successfully found one. A sufficiently tall building.

When he climbed to the top of the building and looked back at Observation Station No. 5.

The information in my mind reappeared:

[The war has begun]

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