My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Two months later.

Crown was guarding the door of the secret room, waiting for news about Eliza.

The opponent advanced to the level three transcendent two years ago, and now possesses the secret technique of the Golden Light Spell, and has naturally reached the standard of advancing to silver.

When her life source stopped increasing, Eliza naturally held the sublimation ceremony.

The waiting process was a bit boring, so Crown released the Fire Cube and simply meditated on the Golden Light Spell.

The Fire Cube split into five small cubes, and then six tall metal warriors appeared.

During this time, he purchased enough metal, and now the metal clone has developed super combat effectiveness.

If the passage in the secret room were not wide enough, the Fire Cube would have split into nine clones.

Now the main body of the Fire Cube has the strength of a fifth-level transcendent, while the clones can reach the fourth level. The most commendable thing is that they all have extremely strong defense power.

If he encounters a situation where cultists are attacking the city again, he doesn't need to take action personally. He only needs to release these clones to kill the enemy and flee in confusion.

Buster advanced to the silver level half a month ago, and Arcturus is now much larger than an ordinary adult northern giant bear, and he is not far away from advancing.

Crown closed his eyes and immediately visualized a silver full moon.

After persisting in the visualization for a long time, the visualization of the Golden Light Mantra has become as instinctive to him as breathing.

The temperature in the passage began to drop, a sense of coldness arose, and his body surface glowed with a cold silver light.

The imaginary full moon plunges into the center of the eyebrows, and then enters the heart through a specific route. The heart turns into a red sun in his spiritual awareness.

The warm 'sunshine' shines on the internal organs, and the cold temperature in the passage quickly rises.

When he visualized the red sun entering his Dantian and radiating thousands of golden lights through the pores on his body, he seemed to have turned into a statue made of gold. The golden light on his body was blazing, and the passage was as hot as a summer noon.

Gold and silver light flashed in circles in the passage, and Kroun was focused on contemplating diligently.

Although he was in a state of visualization, he still maintained his awareness of the outside world. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he ended the visualization in the middle of the process.

Crown opened his eyes, and he could feel Eliza's shining silver soul without looking.

As soon as he stood up and turned around, the other party threw himself into his arms.

"I succeeded!"

Patting his wife on the back, Crown smiled and said:

"Congratulations, madam, for achieving the silver rank. I knew you could definitely do it. You are the best."

"You will make me happy. Nick advanced to Silver half a month ago. The reputation of the couple in Hammers City is higher than yours now, right?! I can't hold you back."

Kroun said "hmm" and stroked the long hair on the back of his wife's head:

"I think the current situation is pretty good."

"That's great. Don't you think the two of them now controlling the academic affairs of Hamers City will reduce your influence?"

Eliza was somewhat critical of her husband's decision to let go of his teaching duties. She believed that although doing so would allow her to have more time to focus on the path of the extraordinary, it would also weaken her position in the church, at least in the city of Hamers. status.

Teaching affairs may seem like trivial secular affairs, but they also mean holding power. The husband's behavior is to actively stay away from power.

Having power means you can control more resource allocation. If you can't let it go casually, it will be very difficult to take it back in the future.

Growing up in the MacLean family, she has understood the benefits of power since she was a child. She was aware of this problem when she first got married. However, the newlyweds still needed to slowly develop a deeper relationship, so she refrained from speaking.

Now the relationship between the two is much deeper, and she has also advanced to Silver, so she has less worries when speaking. She clearly stated her worries and finally concluded:

"Even if you are a fifth-level transcendent, but you have always been far away from the center of power, you may only be regarded as a super thug in the eyes of others because you have not mastered the allocation of resources.

If you are not in a position to distribute benefits to others, the respect others have for you will be much weaker. "

Seeing his wife's serious analysis, Kroun smiled lovingly and said:

“For me, not having to deal with these trivial matters is the best result, so I can save a lot of time.

And time is the most valuable commodity to me. If the fifth-level transcendent cannot make people awe, then what about the sixth-level one? "

As Kroun spoke, he activated the Breath of the Flame Dragon with all his strength, and the dragon soul with golden scales exuded pressure wantonly.

Eliza was stunned, her mind went blank, and the strong pressure made her forget to breathe.

Her body trembled subconsciously, and she felt as if she was sinking into a silent ice lake, and her thoughts were dominated by fear.

The breathing technique stopped as soon as it started, and the dragon soul disappeared without a trace. It seemed that everything just now was an illusion, but the cold sweat on her forehead and back reminded Elisa that all of this was real.

She couldn't bear the pressure of her husband to reveal his true strength, which also made her understand the authenticity of what her husband said.

Doesn't it mean that for a sixth-level transcendent, one step further will lead to the gold of the stigmata? !

Oh my God, it's possible for me to be the wife of a god!

Not only Eliza, but everyone in the mansion just now felt the fear deep in their blood, as if doom was coming, and many servants even collapsed on the ground after the pressure disappeared.

"What, when did you advance?"

Eliza felt so thirsty that her voice became very dry. She swallowed hard to moisten her smoking throat.

Clown took her hand and said gently:

"It's been a month. For me, time can be transformed into strength, so I don't need to manage power, I just need to firmly grasp my own power.

Also, don't publicize my advancement for the time being."

All efforts are rewarded. It would be very stupid to waste energy on fighting for power.

Unless one day all skills are no longer able to improve, then he will find some other entertainment.

The threat of the evil god is approaching, but he is still very self-disciplined and has not fallen behind in all his homework.

Eliza nodded heavily, her eyes full of pride.

Now the spiritual concentration of the world is constantly increasing. The main class of extraordinary people is the third level. The fourth level of extraordinary people is considered a high-level combat power, and the fifth level is the pinnacle.

My husband actually advanced to the sixth level without making a sound, which is beyond everyone's cognition.

The further you go on the extraordinary road, the more difficult it becomes. The gap between the fifth and sixth levels can be said to be irreparable.

"In a few days, the joint meeting of all churches organized by the Church of the God of Life will be held in the Kingdom of Namiia. The Pope invited me to go with him. I plan to go and see. I will set off in two days."

Crown felt that seeing the top masters of each church could also give him a more accurate positioning.

Eliza tilted her head and thought for a while, and said: "This kind of meeting that concerns the future direction of the entire continent should invite the heads of large families in addition to the churches. You may see Mr. Grenior of the McLean family.

Plinton took the two people who took the Tao seeds back, and now there is a result.

If I am right, the head of the Grenior family will discuss the matter of the golden light Tao seeds with you. Do you have any extra Tao seeds in your hand?"

"There are still three."

Since the McLean family has not been followed up, in order not to waste time, Clown gave eight golden light Tao seeds to the bishops of the Rhine Diocese, and one Tao seed to the blacksmith Rubart Milu in his own industry.

No matter who holds the Dao Seed, he can get the corresponding benefits, so he did not wait for the McLean family's reply.

Eliza smiled bitterly: "The head of the family will definitely regret it."

Clown spread his hands: "That's his problem, I have given them a chance."

He paused and took his wife's hand:

"While we have time now, I will teach you a new breathing method - the Barbarian Bone Breathing Method.

Only when you practice this breathing method to a certain level can you comprehend the Silver Dragon Howling Moon that combines the Silver Wolf Howling Moon and the Barbarian Bone Breathing Method."

Eliza's expression was slightly bitter, and she pursed her lips tightly:

"So, don't I have to practice the Barbarian Bone Breathing Method first, and then I can practice the Silver Dragon Howling Moon?"

Thinking of the need to practice two breathing methods, she felt a little overwhelmed.

"Congratulations, you got the answer right. Although you wasted some time, you can become a powerful transcendent who is far superior to your peers. This time cost is still very valuable.

Also, the dragon soul I just released is the breath of the flame dragon created by combining the flame breath and the barbarian bone breath of the church."

Eliza immediately became proactive: "So, I want to learn the Silver Dragon Howling Moon."

Rhine City, Warlock Brotherhood.

Yennefer looked at the tall white werewolf in front of her, her eyes full of solemnity:

"I think your decision is still too hasty. Although the method of advancing the demon hunter to silver has been explored, whether it can succeed is still an unknown. We don't have a successful case yet.

The toxicity of the mutagen is too strong. I am worried that you will find it difficult to bear it even if you transform into a werewolf."

The werewolf's body began to shrink, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a man with long white hair and vicissitudes of life. It was Geralt.

The demon hunter was smooth and he immediately put on the clothes he had prepared.

"I have touched every scar on your body, why are you shy?"

Geralt shook his head gently, "This is different."

Yennefer curled her lips, but did not refute. Her curved eyebrows were tightly knitted:

"Back to the topic just now, the risk of you accepting the mutation ritual is too great, I don't agree."

The two of them fell in love with each other over time, and she was sincerely considering each other.

Geralt did not answer directly. He turned his head to look out the window and said leisurely:

"The size of wild monsters is getting bigger and bigger, and it is getting harder to deal with. In places farther away from the city, third-level monsters have become common."

He understood that if he did not accept the new mutation ritual, the risk of hunting monsters in the future would increase, unless he stayed in the city and did not go out.

However, he was a proud Geralt. How could he allow himself, a demon hunter, to lose the ability to hunt monsters?

The demon hunter turned around with a smile on his face, and the scar on his eyebrow looked even more hideous:

"I will not accept the mutation ceremony now. I am going to Hammers City to meet Lord Klauen and see if I can get help..

After he advanced to silver, we met less and less. I was happy but also a little sad to hear that he advanced to level 5.

When we first met, I was already a level 2 transcendent, and he had not yet entered the transcendent level.

Now he is already a level 5 transcendent, the ceiling of the combat power of the entire continent, and I am still wandering around at the level of level 3. I feel ashamed just thinking about it."

Every time he thought of Klauen's advancement to the fifth level, Geralt felt like he was in a dream, and everything in the world seemed to become unreal.

Yennefer muttered: "Although Klauen is powerful, he is not a demon hunter, and he can only help you to a limited extent."

"Even if he can't help, I will prepare for the new trial.

You have already advanced to the silver warlock, and the enemies you face in the future will become stronger and stronger. If I still stay at the third level, how can I help you?"

Time seemed to stand still, and the two looked at each other in silence, and each understood the position of the other in his heart.

On the night of the red moon, the Kingdom of Sintland.

The gray fog was dyed blood red, which was particularly evil.

The city of Bilvia is located between the Taina River and the Iberian Mountains, only 70 kilometers away from the sea.

Every day, a large number of fishmen attack the city, but this is the seat of the Church of the Lord of Storms, and the Storm Spire is located on the riverside, so the city can still hold on.

Pope Andre Williams was a little uneasy tonight. He felt inexplicably very irritable.

He walked to the window and opened the curtains, letting the crimson moonlight penetrate in, and the furnishings in the room were also stained with scarlet.

Andre was very alert, thinking that something bad was about to happen.

He attached great importance to this premonition and tried to find the cause of this emotion. After trying for a long time, he did not find anything, but the feeling of impending disaster became heavier.

"Something must have happened, and the danger is approaching."

Andre muttered to himself, exhaled a long breath, and paced back and forth in the room.

The threat facing the Church of the Lord of Storms is increasing day by day. He attaches great importance to this whim, because he has had two serious crises in his life, and he relied on his premonition to resolve the crisis under preparation.

Suddenly, he felt the danger coming, and hurriedly leaned out of the window to observe the situation.

A huge octopus monster made of black smoke appeared in the direction of the Taina River, and the evil and cold breath enveloped the entire city.

The black smoke seemed to absorb light and blocked the red moon in the sky.

"Shit, it's Dagon, the king of the Deep Ones of Cthulhu's clan, who has appeared. He can manipulate the celestial phenomena, which means that Dagon has reached the sixth level."

Andre hurriedly opened the secret passage and hid inside. The city's protective magic array was not fully activated, and the power must be turned to the maximum immediately, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

The head of Dagon's phantom moved forward a little, its big mouth split open, and a strong wind swept the city, and the Taina River outside the city set off waves.

The soldiers responsible for night watch on the city wall were shrouded in black fog and turned into a mummy in an instant. It seemed that the mummy had experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes and was rotten beyond recognition.