Mechanical Alchemist

Chapter 606 [Thinking of Oneiroi]

Su Lun and Mr. Jing walked into the small building at 88 Green Street.

When I came in, I found that the furniture and furnishings were almost exactly the same as when I lived in it a few years ago. It's just that no one has cleaned it for a long time, there is a thick layer of dust in the room, and there is a faint musty smell in the air.

"Senior sister, wait for me here for a while, I will go to the cursed space."

"Um."

Mr. Jing stayed on the first floor, and Su Lun went straight down to the basement.

Probably because of the "haunted house", someone locked a thick iron chain at the basement door.

Su Lun raised his hand and waved his finger as a sword, a crack in space appeared, and a smooth cut was instantly made on the thick iron chain of the arm, and it fell to the ground with a "crash".

He went in.

This was once a basement used as a bank vault, surrounded by thick concrete walls.

Although it was pitch black, Su Lun could still clearly see some traces of bullet holes on the wall. This is what he left behind when he practiced marksmanship here.

The cursed space that was once completely invisible in the pupil of Erjie Omniscience is now clearly visible in the eyes.

Su Lun murmured, "So it's a forbidden object that manifests consciousness."

This [Havel's Resentment Mortuary] has a very special way to enter the cursed space. Only when the basement realizes that this is a cursed space can it be absorbed.

He only glanced at it, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and it became the corridor of the hospital.

The surrounding walls are painted with white paint, there are iron chairs at the door of the consultation room, there are no windows, and the air is filled with the faint smell of disinfectant.

There is no one there, and the environment reveals a creepy feeling that makes people think about it.

The first time Su Lun came in, he discovered the pattern. If he controlled his thoughts and didn't think about it, there would be no monsters.

With a calm mind, there was no danger on the third floor, so he went straight down the stairs.

I wandered around the second floor casually, and the safe that used to lock the "Research Report on Living Corpses" was also empty. Except for the remnants of a few unlucky people who strayed into the space before, there is nothing else. As for the monsters that manifested from the fantasies of the dead, the strongest were only at the third or fourth level, so Su Lun killed them casually.

He returned to the stairs again, and the next floor was the morgue.

There is no light here, and there is still a strong corpse in the dimness.

It seems that this is the entrance to hell, and there seems to be some unknown terrifying monster hidden in the darkness.

"Not weak."

Su Lun's eyes were shining brightly, and he took a look with his usual expression.

He walked steadily down the stairs step by step.

Just a few steps down, suddenly a black shadow rushed up like lightning.

The dragon scales on Su Lun's arm were faintly visible, and he raised his hand and punched it. The living corpse covered in runes was blown out on the spot, and landed on the wall with a "boom".

"Chekov is worthy of being the creator of the secret technique of the living corpse. The rank of this living corpse is really high."

Looking at the runes drawn on the living corpse table in front of him, Su Lun sighed in his heart.

This is a living corpse whose power is already comparable to that of a seventh-level profession. But because there is no domineering, domain, etc., pure strength is not a big threat to top-level professionals.

But this level of living corpses is enough to kill most of the intruders.

As Su Lun walked all the way, he encountered a few rune zombies, but they were almost all killed with one punch.

After all, he has now entered the eighth level, and there are not many existences that can pose a fatal threat to him. And the upper limit of this cursed space is affected by the plane, no matter how strong it is, it is absolutely impossible to be too outrageous.

At the end of the stairs, here is the morgue.

Immediately, the breath of living people aroused the strong corpse aura, with a crisp sound of "Kang Dang", "Kang Dang", "Kang Dang", the rows of iron boxes on the wall were opened, and a corpse sprang out of it. A living corpse of various shapes.

These terrifying living corpses crawled out ferociously, and the atmosphere was in place all at once.

However, Su Lun didn't pay much attention to these living corpses that were not a big threat to him. Instead, he looked at the dissection table separated by the transparent curtain in the center.

There, a half-man, half-spider monster was intently dissecting a mangled corpse.

The name revealed by the appraisal is [Distorted Thirmidor M. Chekhov], a seventh-level dark-gold-level weirdness.

The eight-armed spider spear is indeed one of the most suitable alchemy breeding clothes for medical professionals. This Chekhov also fused a high-level spider spear breeding suit, and after distortion, he became this spider form.

Su Lun's omniscient pupil identified all the attributes of the monster, and he knew that it was a purely irrational aberration.

Therefore, you can't talk about it, you can only kill it by force.

The moment he saw the Lord, Su Lun appeared in front of the spider monster with a lightning bolt, and the black sickle cut it down.

"Shua" sounded that the muscle tissue was being cut, and the big spider was chopped in half instantly.

Su Lun's understanding of the law of death has reached a very high level now, and the power of [Hypnos' Black Scythe of Night] level A is enough to severely damage most seventh-level professionals.

A one-hit instant kill is a reasonable situation.

However, he didn't expect that the spider monster's body would be split into two halves when he cut it with the knife, but it recovered in an instant.

At the same time, the sharp spider spears stabbed back.

Didn't get hurt at all.

Su Lun's eyes froze slightly, and he immediately figured out the way in his heart: "Imagination is manifested, and the source is indeed here. This ability is really outrageous."

The Omniscient Eye of Erjie understood the essence of the restoration of "Chekov".

This is not a restoration of the physical level, but a dream ability that is realized by fantasy.

In other words, the scene that Chekov "thought" will happen in reality.

It thinks that if it does not die, it will not die.

At least for the vast majority of people, even if it is stronger than "Chekov", in this cursed space, its ability to manifest illusions has no solution at all. The monster can't be killed, and it can't get out. The only thing left is despair.

But Su Lun was completely unafraid in his heart, because the entire space held no secrets in his eyes.

What "Chekov" can imagine must be understood by itself.

Mr. Jing said that Chekov was only around the seventh level before his death, and his understanding of the laws is definitely not as high as Su Lun is today.

Facing the sharp spider spear, Su Lun didn't dodge it.

The ninth level of the domineering body blessed by the dragon pattern golden body may not be able to break through, let alone the level of attack in front of him.

"nail", "nail", "nail".

The spider spear pierced Su Lun's body with a crisp sound, but it didn't hurt a bit.

Seeing this, Su Lun waved the black sickle again. This time, the sickle was wrapped with the law of space blessed by [Ouroboros Space-Time Circle].

Su Lun has already seen that the source of this cursed space is a very special forbidden item. Any attack that is not higher than the level of the law of space itself is an invalid attack on this "Chekov".

But no matter how high-grade it is, it can't be higher than the ring!

Sure enough, the spider monster's body never recovered after this slash.

Killing the Lord of Resentment is the most direct way to break the cursed space.

But this "Chekov" can be killed by few people except Su Lun. Not to mention whether others can see through the essence of this space, but also whether there is an attack method higher than the level of this space law.

As soon as the Lord of Resentment died, the surrounding space also began to show signs of collapsing.

Su Lun raised his hand without haste, and put away all the stacks of documents in the morgue.

These documents must be the last key of the "Living Corpse Research Notes" recorded.

The surrounding space began to collapse, and gradually condensed into a ruby ​​ring.

This is the most important source of energy to support this cursed space.

Sure enough, this is a "forbidden item".

And the grade is extremely high!

【Thinking of Oneiroi (lower artifact disabled)】

Description: Who can be sure that his life is not in a dream? yours, or someone else's dream.

Curse feature: God-level alchemy fragments made by the magic crystal of the dream dragon; this is a special ring that has the ability to enter other people's dreams, and has a powerful hallucinogenic effect; actively release the 'infinite dream', which can cause damage to targets within the range Falling into a dream; illusion penetration +350%, spiritual spell penetration +70%; in the dream, time, space, and rules are composed of your cognition, in the dream space, you are the creator of everything; Users of time, space, and illusion abilities will perish in dreams;

Detailed Explanation: There is a special cosmic rule in the dream, which has independent time, space, and logic. In the dream, you have the ability to create gods and create the world; if you understand the world enough, then you can use this ring to let you dream come true (remnant);

The surrounding space was in the shape of a vortex, and it completely disappeared after a few breaths.

Su Lun returned to the dark basement again.

Originally, he just wanted to get the information of the follow-up "Living Corpse Research Log", but he didn't expect to get such a ring.

Even if it is incomplete, this is the strongest cursed object he has ever seen in the "Illusion Department", bar none.

However, compared to the super hallucinogenic effect of this ring, he was more shocked by one of the additional functions.

This turned out to be information that he himself could not understand.

"Dreams come true? Illusions manifest? Is this a creator-like ability?"

Su Lun's eyes were filled with disbelief.

There are not many things that he can't understand in this plane now, and he didn't expect to encounter another one now.

Without much hesitation, he raised his hand and imagined a picture of holding a water polo.

However, with this thought, the gemstone on the ring flashed, and a miraculous scene immediately took place.

He watched as a fist-sized water polo formed in his palm!

"Really?!"

Surprise appeared on Su Lun's face.

Although condensing water polo can be done with the lowest level of alchemy, what he didn't understand was that there was no process of gathering water elements just now.

This water polo was just what he thought in his mind, and then he created it out of thin air with the ring tool!

Although it seems that the results are all "condensed water polo", but the way is completely different.

Creating things out of thin air, this is the ability only possessed by the legendary gods!

This is even contrary to the principle of equivalent exchange in alchemy.

At this moment, even Shangsu Lun felt that something was wrong.

If the principle of equivalent exchange collapses, then no less than his worldview collapses.

But in an instant, he discovered the abnormality, and shouted anxiously in his heart: "No! The imaginary creation of this ring still follows the equivalent exchange, but this ring uses a higher-level equivalent exchange."

The strong thirst for knowledge made Su Lun look at the past with the omniscient pupil of the second solution, getting deeper and deeper, and a lot of information flooded into his mind.

He wanted to see it more thoroughly, but obviously, those cognitions were beyond his current understanding.

Suddenly, his eyes were dry and sore, and Su Lun felt double images appeared in front of his eyes.

But there was joy on his face.

Although his body couldn't bear the burden of the influx of super-level knowledge, at this moment, he understood something else: "This imaginary creation actually points to the same creation as the novel world creation of [Fatal Novels: Kingdom of the Underworld] Kind of thing. Is this the way the gods create the world?"

Su Lun was thoughtful.

Fictional world, dream world creation. The energy conversion of fantasy realization and equivalent exchange.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he seemed to see a guiding lighthouse leading to this ultra-level domain.

Su Lun possesses an understanding ability beyond the limit of low-level creatures. This kind of super-level power is clearer than anyone else in his eyes.

This is also a big opportunity.

This is a road leading to the ninth step, and once it is cleared, unimaginable gains will be obtained.

However, this is just an idea, and there is still a long way to go.

Su Lun tried again. With his current ability, he could only create the simplest substance like water polo.

And at this time, probably because his breath was a little disturbed, another figure suddenly appeared in the basement.

It was Mr. Mirror.

Seeing Su Lun's dilated pupils, she asked with concern, "Is there an accident?"

Su Lun shook his head and pointed to the ring in his hand. Before he could speak, Mr. Jing recognized it: "[Thinking of Oneiroi]? This ring is here."

Su Lun asked curiously, "Sister, do you know this ring?"

"Um."

Mr. Mirror nodded.

In an instant, she also understood why Su Lun was in this state, and said: "This is a fragment of an artifact that my father once found in a ruin of the battlefield of the gods. I remember he once said that this ring contains a A super-level illusion ability mastered by a god. You'd better be careful, if you study that power too deeply, you may get lost in your dreams."

"Um."

Su Lun nodded, really careless.

I just glanced at it just now, but I didn't expect the burden to be so heavy.

[Javier's Resentment Mortuary] has completely disappeared, and the two walked out of the small building at No. 88. The cursed space in the basement has been cracked, and this place will no longer be a "haunted house" in the future.

The two were walking on the street, and Su Lun asked, "Sister, shall we go to the Ruins of Dawn next?"

"Um."

Mr. Jing nodded, and said, "I also have to get a few things that are crucial to my strength, as well as my ninth-level reproductive equipment."

Not long after, the two of Su Lun had already walked out of the city.

After the opening of Old Lingdun, many adventurers from the outside world ushered in.

There are also many people going to explore the underground world now, and you can see all kinds of hunting teams wearing gas masks along the way.

However, because of the wild hunting operation a few years ago, the fallen angel controlled Princess Teresa of Raphael's family to attack the seal of the plane channel, causing a large amount of abyssal energy to leak out, and the upper limit of the law was raised. The aberrations in the underground of Old Lingdon are obviously much stronger than before.

You can even see fifth- and sixth-order distortion monsters on the road, so that those who can go deep to explore are relatively strong large-scale adventure groups.

Moreover, because Old Lingdun is a closed environment, the dark spiritual power that gets stronger and stronger as it goes underground is very unfriendly to outside professionals, and it will be distorted if you are not careful.

However, for Su Lun and Mr. Jing, such a rich environment of dark spiritual power would be of great benefit if it had no effect at all.

They teleported all the way down, and quickly reached the depths of the ground without even disturbing any distortion monsters.

Today's Dawn Ruins is already a sea of ​​dark spiritual power.

However, what they didn't expect was that someone was already in Stormwind Manor.