Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Several guard soldiers rushed forward and dragged Arturo, who was struck by red lightning, to the energy gathering array with great difficulty. He pulled a charging pipeline to connect it. After waiting for a few minutes, the unlucky Academy of Magic Sciences The dean just woke up slowly.

"What a strong impact of ability..." Arturo stood up and murmured embarrassedly.

"This kind of energy attack method similar to lightning poses a huge threat to the flesh and blood soldiers, but when faced with the alchemy shell made of enchanted metal, there is no way to do anything... but it has left you a lot of trauma." Harvey walked forward Come on, pointing to the mottled scratches on the alchemy bodies of Arturo and Asdaren.

Chris boldly walked over behind the steel shield and said strangely: "This guy struggled for a long time and then used this attack method. Isn't it too weak, right?"

Everyone quickly turned their eyes back to the living alien body tied to the experimental bench, and found that the force of its struggle seemed to have weakened a lot. The rapidly bloated sac on the side of its ears shrank again, as if it was weaker than when it was frozen.

"Releasing red lightning will consume its vitality...or some kind of energy that relies on for life in the body?" Asdaren guessed.

Harvey nodded in agreement, "It should be so. If the red light can be released at will without limit, they will not be captured alive."

In contrast, alien monsters who are better at close combat and possess terrifying liquid weapons like Black Water are obviously stronger... Why do these red monsters show higher identity ranks?

Chris and Harvey obviously thought of the same place, and frowned and said to himself, "If the Black Water Man is compared to the bloodline warrior, the Red Light Man is compared to the spell caster..."

A thought suddenly flashed through Harvey's mind and blurted out: "Unless the liquid weapon that the Black Water relies on, it is necessary to create these red light men similar to the caster..."

Then everything makes sense!

He immediately called the apprentice to bring the black water weapon can he brought back and handed it over to Chris and Benoit, who were better at substance testing, and cleared out a laboratory bench to start extracting and testing on the spot...

"It's not a magic mineral extract... it doesn't have any magic plant ingredients..."

"There is not even any active substance contained in it...how did those Black Watermen control them to transform into crystal weapons at will?"

"No! This liquid responds to magic!"

Benoit suddenly shouted excitedly, and called everyone to surround him, watching him slowly approaching the liquid magic energy that was always available in the laboratory, almost instantly... the black liquid immediately Just like an iron tool encounters a magnet, it is leading it to flow rapidly towards the liquid magic energy.

Finally, it is smoothly mixed in, and then the color gradually fades until it is completely integrated with the clear magic energy.

"I probably know how the exploration team was tracked and monitored by these alien races..." Harvey patted Benoit's shoulder and suddenly realized.

This black water, which can be illusioned into various solid crystal weapons, has a natural magical tendency!

The stronger the magic power, under their perception and detection, it is like the lights luring moths, which are extremely eye-catching in the darkness.

"Sir, look! This guy is not going to work!" Egno, who had been testing the experimental receptors, reminded loudly.

Harvey hurriedly stepped forward to check and found that the red monster had completely stopped struggling. The crimson bag behind his ears also shriveled into a withered ball of flesh, and even the faint movement no longer existed.

The energy they use to release the red light attack is not something they naturally have...but it needs to be replenished repeatedly like charging. Once the overload is exhausted, it also means that life will pass away.

After reaching this conclusion, Harvey breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chris, Egno, Benoit and Arturo, will preside over the anatomical experiment of death receptors..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chris, who had been impatient, took the lead in Arturo and stood at the main position of the laboratory bench. The joy on his face could not be concealed.

Nympho

The alien outpost sent from the legendary [Continental Center] to the frozen soil of the ice sea obviously exists as a low-level combat force for exploration, and is not much different from the ordinary soldiers of Harvey's civilian origins.

As the basic combat power of the same ethnic group, these alien races do not master the weapon technology and their own abilities that far exceed theirs. Whether it is the black water used as cold weapons or the red lightning that can be released from a long distance, they can be effectively Relatively strong shield to resist.

The red lightning is even worse than the large-caliber sniper magic gun in terms of power. The latter can easily penetrate the steel-cast shield at the same distance, and its penetration is obviously better.

If the two tribes are really facing the front, within a distance of one thousand meters, Harvey feels that the hot weapons that bless magic technology are enough to crush these alien enemies with anti-magic skins, and the opponent's red lightning is obviously not The method is comparable to magic cannons that often strike thousands of meters. The throwing attacks of black crystal thorns and spears also require entering the shooting distance of rifles and machine guns to be used - at that time, they were long been torn by dense rain-like barrage. To crush.

Thinking of this, Harvey decided to turn around and expand the military factory for another round, and increase the ammunition output of magic guns and cannons!

As long as the firepower is strong and sufficient, all unknown fears will be solved!

Nympho

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The laboratory under the castle was brightly lit all night. When it was dawn, Harvey, who was lying on the bed and unable to fall asleep, received the experimental report handed over on time.

This freshly released anatomical report also surprised him extremely - the liquid weapon flexibly controlled by the Black Water Man was probably converted from the blood in the red light body!

"How is this possible?" Harvey opened his mouth slightly and looked at Chris and others who were eating and replenishing their physical fitness because he stayed up late. "Blood draws as a weapon? Is this group crazy?"

Asdaren and Arturo, who had no need to eat, sat aside and patiently explained to Harvey: "We also find it incredible, and the anatomical results are infinitely close to this answer... They are indeed flesh and blood, but there are Two blood circulation systems, one stores the same bright red body fluid as our humans, and the other flows with sticky black water..."

Harvey felt a little dizzy in his head. The amphibious alien he imagined...is not this kind of amphibious form that completely goes against common sense and does not give any face to evolution!

"It's a pity that these guys have no language... Otherwise, I would really find a way to pry open their mouths and know the way their ethnic group reproduction and evolution from them." Chris was stuffed with butter fried eggs in his mouth, muttering regardless of his image. .

But Asdaren shook his head and denied: "The ethnic groups of intelligent creatures cannot have evolved into words and languages. I think they may not communicate with common sense [speaking]... Perhaps they are similar to birds, beasts, fish, or even insects. How to communicate."

Benoit said blankly, "Then you have to make a sound! Look, we cut it open from beginning to end... and it's as quiet as a mute."

The mute still knows howling...