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Thinking is a very stressful thing. In the past, Zhuge Kongming thought too much. He even personally asked about the soldiers who violated military discipline and were to be punished. In the end, he was exhausted to death.

Unconsciously, Palin's face began to turn pale again, and his vitality decreased rapidly, turning into a dead person at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sui Xiong noticed his abnormality and hurriedly used magic to replenish his vitality.

"Your Majesty, what happened to brother Palin?" Gerard asked with his mind.

Sui Xiong was silent for a while, and honestly told him about Palin's situation.

"What?! His soul has long left his body, and now he is only relying on vitality to keep his body and the remaining thoughts moving? But I think everything is normal for him, without any problems!"

"I don't know what's going on." Sui Xiong spread his tentacles and made a helpless gesture, "I only know that once he loses the external supply, the remaining vitality in his body will be used up, and he will die immediately. So you can see that he needs to be replenished with vitality frequently."

"But this is not a long-term solution, can't we replenish a lot at once?"

"The body cannot absorb a lot of vitality at once... You don't understand this. In short, his body cannot absorb a lot of vitality at once. Too much replenishment is harmful and useless." Sui Xiong was talking, and suddenly he had an idea and thought of a way.

There is a cold medicine on Earth called "slow-release capsules". By sealing the medicine in some small packages with different dissolution speeds, one capsule can last for twelve hours (he is not sure whether it is exactly like this, maybe). According to this idea, he can do it too!

He did it as soon as he thought of it. He tried to condense a large amount of vitality into a ball and made a honeycomb shell with soluble colloid. Each small grid contained almost the amount needed to replenish Palin's vitality once, and the thickness of the shell of each grid was different... In the end, there was a round ball with a diameter of about one centimeter.

Of course, this thing is just a trial product, and it needs to be fully tested to ensure its safety. So Sui Xiong did not rush to give Palin this thing that might be considered a pill, but built a structure similar to the human stomach in his body.

Let's do clinical experiments first.

But this matter is not urgent. The most urgent task at hand is to deal with the spoils.

After repelling the God of Conspiracy, its messenger Four-Faced Monster became Sui Xiong's spoils. This strange creature contains powerful power and is a master-level powerhouse in illusion. Sui Xiong swallowed it in one gulp, decomposed and studied it carefully, and felt that he had gained a lot, and even got an unexpected surprise.

As the messenger of the God of Conspiracy, the soul of this four-faced monster actually contains some of the power of the God of Conspiracy.

The main duties of the God of Conspiracy are conspiracy, deception and illusion, and there are many secondary ones, such as evil, chaos, darkness, uncleanness... There are so many bits and pieces that it is difficult to analyze them all at once. In general, compared with the strong and simple gatekeeper Wumian Shenlai of the Dark Night God System, whose duties are shadow, protection and death, and who knows almost nothing else, this God of Conspiracy can be said to be versatile and fancy like a wandering magician performing on the street.

By analyzing the power, understanding and mastering the power of this deity, and then learning to imitate, this is something Sui Xiong has done once before. However, compared with the power left in the shrine last time, this power is far superior in both quality and quantity. It is pure and majestic. Although it is only a little bit, it is at least comparable to a blow of 80% of Sui Xiong's power. If the four-faced monster can really fully exert these powers, Sui Xiong will never be able to catch it so easily.

Analyzing divine power is a technical job, and it can't be done in a short time. Sui Xiong is not in a hurry. If he can't finish it, he can do it slowly. Anyway, time is really meaningless to him.

When he was practicing in the Ice Trench, who knows how many years have passed. At the beginning, he would record one or two years according to the changes of cold and heat. Later, he couldn't remember clearly and simply didn't bother to remember.

Compared with that long and boring period of time, the time required to analyze divine power is simply not worth mentioning.

And his two subordinates don't have much concept of time. Gerard is the kind of person who sleeps when he is full. In the past, he often thought hard about how to promote the belief in his own gods. Since he had Palin, a smart colleague, he was too lazy to even think. His laziness was outrageous; Palin was the opposite of him. As long as the body without a soul was full of vitality, he didn't need to sleep at all. All he did all day long was read books and think. His diligence was shameful.

Sometimes Sui Xiong also thought, how nice it would be if these two people were equal...

The days passed one by one, the giant jellyfish floating in the sky did not need food, and the two people in the treasure cave could use magic to make food, so they did not feel uncomfortable at all.

But these days were very difficult for Ryan. Since he suffered a loss at the hands of Sui Xiong last time, the God of Conspiracy was unwilling to pay attention to this area, and Ryan, who had been expecting the gods to respond to his prayers, naturally lived a life of misery. He could feel himself aging almost every day, slowly and steadily moving towards death, but he could not see any hope of going to the kingdom of God. This desperate life almost drove him crazy, and later he could only rely on drugs to fall asleep, but even if he took enough sleeping pills to knock down a cow, he would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night, crying and shouting, as terrified as a child abandoned by his parents.

In despair, he pondered and thought that the reason why the God of Conspiracy did not respond to his prayers might be that his plan was not completely successful - for example, there might be something wrong with the scroll of the Death Cloud, and it was not successfully activated. For example, the giant's bone bracelet can not only perform the restoration spell, but also dispel the spell... Thinking carefully, his plan actually has many flaws, and it is not surprising that some accidents happened.

"It must be that my plan failed, but I boasted to His Majesty, and His Majesty was angry!" Thinking about it, Ryan sweated profusely, all because of fear, "Now the only chance to save it is to go again and get it done!"

Even so, when he thought about confronting the angry giant head-on, his legs went weak.

After persisting for about a month, Ryan finally couldn't stand this kind of life anymore. So he made up his mind to take the few loyal subordinates left in the Thieves Guild, find a good wizard to help, and the group went to Ruel's treasure.

"We are going to deal with a giant?" the wizard asked when they were camping on the road.

"Yes, a giant."

"What are its special skills?" the wizard asked.

"It is very strong, very strong, and very fast. And very rare, it is not stupid." Ryan said.

The wizard pondered for a while and asked: "Does it have any other abilities worth mentioning? Or special equipment?"

"There is a suspected high-level magic item, a bone bracelet, which is known to provide restoration." Ryan said, "I guess there may be a god's will in it."

"This is impossible!" The wizard immediately rejected this guess, "Giants don't have their own gods, and I can't think of any god who would tolerate his holy objects falling into the hands of a giant and not send a paladin to retrieve them. It should be just the ancestral spirit of their tribe. These barbaric races often believe in their ancestors, and magical items like this ancestral spirit are often found."

When it comes to spells, of course, professionals are more authoritative. So Ryan no longer insisted on his opinion and asked the wizard how to deal with the giant.

"The best way to deal with giants is to use illusion to trick them into falling off the cliff. But according to what you said, it's a sealed cave that can only be entered and exited by teleportation magic, so it's impossible to do that..." The wizard pondered for a while, and then asked, "How high is the cave? Is it spacious?"

"Not very high." Ryan answered truthfully, "The place is also a bit narrow, and the giant needs to bend down a little to stand inside."

The wizard's eyes lit up, and he immediately had a solution.

"If that's the case, it's easy." He said with a smile, "I have plenty of ways to deal with this big guy in a narrow terrain. When the time comes, one spell will guarantee that it will be bleeding, broken bones, or even die directly."

Ryan was overjoyed, but then he thought about it and felt a little worried: "What if it's not stuck?"

"Then I can definitely trap it completely and make it unable to move." The mage said confidently, "Then use another spell-"

At this point, he thought about it and asked, "Do you mind losing the bone bracelet?"

"Of course not!" Ryan said firmly, "There's such a big treasure behind it!"

"That's it, leave it to me, it's easy." The mage stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, and went straight back to the tent to sleep.

As a mage who uses his brain instead of his muscles to fight, he doesn't need to participate in the night watch. On the contrary, letting him get enough rest so that he can cast spells stably is the important reason why Ryan brought a large group of men here.

After all... facing that terrifying giant, neither bows and arrows nor swords may have much power. The real winner of this battle is magic.

Watching the wizard go to rest, Ryan sat beside the campfire, looking at the blazing flames, and fell into deep thought.

If the giant is really not dead, if it is actually strong enough to withstand the death cloud spell, if the bracelet really contains the will of a god...

He sighed deeply, his face was haggard.

In the corner of the camp, the vice president, who had been silent since the departure, watched all this quietly, his eyes flickering.

"The old man is really not good." An idea that he had never had before slowly sprouted in his heart, "Maybe... I should make some plans for myself..."

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