Mysterious city

And look at this basketball, oh no, the magic core is beating crazily in Jiang Zhe's hands, obviously very resistant to the inevitable bad luck that will follow.

Of course, this can also show from the side that this guy may really have a sense of autonomy.

However, Jiang Zhe is still very interested in this magic core. As for when to absorb or execute it, it doesn't take more than a minute or two.

Anyway, we have been struggling for so long, and since this guy has been firmly held in Jiang Zhe's hands, there is absolutely no possibility of escaping.

Jiang Zhe held the basketball-sized magic core with both hands, because he found that although this guy could no longer pose any threat to him at this moment, Jiang Zhe still felt that this guy's constant struggle was a bit difficult to deal with.

Just relying on his injured right hand, which was still trembling and without strength, he probably couldn't say that he was 100% sure that he could prevent the magic core from slipping out of his palm.

I don't know if it's because its size is many times larger than its "similar kind". Not only is this guy very heavy, but its struggle is also very strong.

Even though Jiang Zhe firmly grasped the magic core with both hands, he couldn't help but feel that the thing was beating wildly in his hands. It seemed like the kind of electronic toys that vibrated constantly that some female celebrities preferred.

What's even more outrageous is that this guy's epidermis - if that rough appearance can be considered its epidermis, is actually covered with a layer of sticky, foul-smelling liquid.

I don’t know if it’s because it has been soaked and washed in stagnant water, or if this thing was just secreted by the magic core - in short, when Jiang Zhe first took it out of the water, this guy’s epidermis There is no unknown mucus on it except water.

Almost the moment he felt the foul-smelling mucus secreted by the demonic core, Jiang Zhe realized something was wrong.

Because this feeling is so familiar. Isn't this stinking smell and sticky feeling a familiar formula? It's exactly the same as the highly corrosive liquid that flowed out when the "Magic Mountain" just melted!

As this thought came to Jiang Zhe's mind, he already felt a burning pain in the palms of his hands.

"Good guy, it's so disturbing to look like this!"

Jiang Zhe cursed angrily. Just now he said that this guy could no longer pose any threat to him, but now he was being attacked by him without leaving any trace. Jiang Zhe couldn't help but feel ashamed and annoyed.

He was probably the first person in the long history since the establishment of the Constantine Organization to be tortured by a monster core one after another. He was so embarrassed.

However, being the first person is not an honor that one can be proud of. If this matter is spread, how will Jiang Zhe still be able to hang out in the organization in the future!

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhe suddenly felt even more angry, and immediately decided to deal with this guy properly.

But even though the annoyed Jiang Zhe wanted to "kill people and silence them", he didn't dare to really kill the demon core.

After all, there is a lot of energy that Jiang Zhe needs at this moment. Not to mention that his strength has been improved again. Just talk about whether he can return safely tonight and whether he can successfully lie to Lu Yunru and Lin Zihan about what happened tonight. If the circle is over, it depends on whether the "gadget" in his hand is powerful.

Moreover, there is a large amount of information related to the demonization of the "Magic Mountain" hidden in this magic core. Jiang Zhe does not dare to treat this kind of treasure carelessly and recklessly.

Therefore, Jiang Zhe is now in a dilemma again.

It is difficult to control the strength to deal with this magic core. If the "force" used is too strong, it may be destroyed directly without any discussion of absorption and utilization.

But if the "force" used is too light, then Jiang Zhe will inevitably be harmed by the mucus secreted by the demonic core.

If he accidentally failed to guard against it, causing Jiang Zhe's hand to be burned by the highly corrosive mucus, and if he accidentally failed to hold it firmly, it would be difficult to let the magic core escape.

Not only that, since this demonic core has the ability to secrete mucus for self-protection, then maybe this guy has other weird ways of self-protection.

In order to ensure nothing went wrong, Jiang Zhe had no choice but to bite the bullet - he couldn't just wait for this guy to come up with any new tricks for him, or throw it away directly.

After the period of recovery just now, no matter how much spiritual power Jiang Zhe has in his body, at least the dry well of spiritual power is no longer as dry as before, but has a slight "water source".

But no matter how scarce the spiritual power in Jiang Zhe's body is now, if he uses it all on this magic core without restraint, he is afraid that this guy will collapse because he can't bear it.

Therefore, Jiang Zhe had to carefully control the "spiritual power gate", pour spiritual power into the surface of the magic core bit by bit, and use the temperature of the spiritual power to evaporate and wash away the powerful substances secreted by the surface of the magic core. Corrosive slime.

This may sound simple, but in practice it is not.

This requires Jiang Zhe to ensure that when he continuously pours spiritual power into the surface of the demon core, it cannot be interrupted, and he must also control the flow of spiritual power injected into a tenth of a small range each time.

It's like boiling a frog in warm water, but the actual operation is no less difficult than dissecting a frog with a butcher's knife, or taking the water from the large reservoir in Wumenxia and slowly releasing it like bath water.

At this moment, Jiang Zhe focused all his attention on the current work. He stared at the magic core with all his concentration. At the same time, the spiritual power surged in his body and slowly gathered in his hands bit by bit.

A faint blue light appeared in the palms of Jiang Zhe's hands. This blue light could almost be said to be weaker than ever before - this was a reflection of the small flow of spiritual energy injected into it.

It may be difficult for ordinary people to understand that the smaller a person can control the flow of spiritual energy, the more powerful he or she is.

Exploding all the power at once is not a job. Those who can thread the needle and pay attention to detail skills are the real masters.

Fortunately for Jiang Zhe, he soon felt that the burning pain in his palm gradually disappeared, replaced by the cool and pleasant feeling of being wrapped in spiritual power.

On the other hand, the demonic core did not become fragmented due to the impact of the spiritual power injected by Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe succeeded, which means that after this battle, Jiang Zhe's ability to control spiritual power has improved to another level.