musicians of old

Chapter 112 Brilliant Essence

The sunlight seemed to penetrate the clouds and spill into the indoor corridor, making the dust and blood mist in the air glow.

Fan Ning's inspiration, a bunch of densely packed blood-colored fingers stretched out by the manager, and the other bunch, under the powerful induction of the astral body, probed towards the scorching star in the distant sky.

Connecting to each other, gently pulling——

With a "chi", those bloody fingers burst into flames!

This is not manipulating any flames, but the uncontrollable and violent heating of the target itself, and it is burned into coke in an instant!
The surrounding blood was quickly evaporated, and there was a strange and mature smell of blood in the corridor.

"Struggle needlessly, how many times can you hold on?" The manager's expression also had a hint of madness at the moment, the pores on the entire face were stretched open, and more and more slender bloody fingers protruded from them!
Today he was forced to invite too much invisible power from the "Red Pond". Although other people's blood is used as fuel, there is a limit to the reshaping of the human body. If he continues to overdraw, he may become great in advance Mother's nourishment.

Fan Ning was bathed in gold, staring coldly at the twisted fingers that stabbed one after another quickly, directly and violently pushed the demarcated space forward, repeatedly pulling the sun's high temperature process, countless flesh and blood burst into flames, and there were more Many fingers grow.

Suddenly at a certain moment of stalemate, the growth momentum of these distorted organs shrank dramatically.

It must be that Cyndia has cut off the spirit body connection between all the students and the manager or some altar.

The incandescent high temperature gradually covered the manager's outer clothing, black ash drifted away, blood boiled, and within a few breaths, Fanning's own inspiration was consumed for the most part.

Feeling the blockage from the source, the manager finally started to panic: "Do you have to exhaust your inspiration?"

Fan Ning smiled indifferently: "Sure, you don't want to live today."

"Idiot, even if you kill me like this, it will be the end of your sanity."

"Demented? You are too confident." Fan Ning shook his head and threw the "Golden Spark" directly into the air.

Then spit out the old Janus incantation again.

"bright!"

The circular metal piece instantly turned into nothingness, but the golden mysterious runes on it stayed in the air for a few more seconds. The sunlight penetrated the building wall and pierced through every inch of the road, so bright that everyone couldn't open their eyes.

Fan Ning directly chose to stimulate all the invisible power in the "Golden Spark", a characteristic stronger than the "Echo of Light" brought out from the shifting surge before, starting from a bright height, descending On Fanning's astral body!
"The 'candle' with such a strong intensity exerts such a strong sense of disobedience on the environment. This is a high-level energy! It is at least a seventh-level curse mark!" Du Pont looked at Fan Ning in shock.

His golden astral body is almost visible to the naked eye at this moment!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

In the past temperature exchange, due to the protective and shielding effect of the etheric body in the innermost layer of living beings, spirituality cannot penetrate, so it cannot act on the skin or inside of living things.

But now, every inch of the manager's skin, blood vessels, and even internal organs began to explode, the epidermis was carbonized, and the oil dripped down, turning into a red burning man!
Using the light of first acquaintance so intensively, the inspiration gradually dried up, and Fanning's mind began to throb, but he still squinted his eyes, staring coldly at the agent Spencer Cecil, who was howling and rolling in the incandescence.

"Your death is both because of your actions, and because of the 'golden sparks' you provided, which is the same nature..."

"Speaking of which, it's been the second year since Mr. Anton's death..."

"You died too late..."

The body in the blazing flames kept curling up and shrinking, and the howling that was too sharp to resemble a human voice gradually stopped. Fanning still continued to guide the temperature of the scorching sun in the sky until Spencer Cecil was roasted into a whole body. Dry black coke.

The warm sunlight receded like a tide, and although the gas lamps were on in the corridor of the house, the contrast was too strong, giving people a darker feeling.

"What's that?" Fanning suddenly noticed that there was a red corner protruding from the darkness.

Dupont found a long object nearby, brushed aside the ashes and char, and picked it out.

Its shape is like a slender drinking bottle for women. The whole body is delicate red, but there are some irregular, darker and deeper scars. The lid is unscrewed and connected to the neck of the bottle with a thread.

"The bottle of stain?" Fan Ning squatted beside him, and for a moment he exerted too much force, his eyes turned black, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Be careful...do you know the name?" Dupont asked as he took out his gloves and put them on.

"Information obtained from the Bologna School, a ritual object of the Pleasure Listening Meeting, may be related to the 'Secret Ritual' that seized the light of first knowledge." Fan Ning shared the information truthfully, but did not say that it was actually from "Illusion It is learned from the literature of "Human Mysteries".

The Guidance School knew the existence of that document, and when the three of Fan Ning’s team were doing translation work, they also consulted some members, but it was impossible for him to say that he could understand the ancient Chaniz language.

"The ritual vessel for the joyful listening session?" DuPont's eyes were filled with vigilance, and he didn't dare to go directly to see what was in the bottle, but threw a thread of inspiration into it.

The mutation protruded, and a bloody light curtain poured out of the bottle like a torrent!

"What is this??" Fanning's expression changed, but the next moment he saw the vigilance in Dupont's eyes disappeared instead.

"Brilliant Essence? Of the 'chi' phase?" DuPont directly picked up the stained bottle and poured out the contents.

A cluster of strange crystals, the size of which is no bigger than an adult's little finger, is translucent blood red, stacked in layers, at this moment, like ignited fireworks, shooting bright red sparks and light beams in all directions.

The originally dark corridor turned crimson at this time, and the breath in the air became sweet and moist. Fanning couldn't help but repeatedly thought of his lips, tongue and esophagus, eager to drink wine after leaving the scene, and then feast on it.

But this strange atmosphere only lasted for half a minute, the cluster of crystals gradually melted and collapsed, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"To generate such a high-strength 'pool' in the environment is indeed an extremely rare brilliant essence. I have recovered all the lost inspiration just now, and my mental state is even better than when I came here... Unfortunately, this way of using it is extremely powerful. Waste, if you have to convert conservatively, at least 10000 pounds of money just evaporated out of thin air..." DuPont said.

"So this is the 'chi' phase inspiration with a purity of more than 99.9 percent... just such a small cluster, such a terrifying value?"

"It's practically impossible for you to buy."

"Why is there such a thing in the bottle of stain?" Fanning was very puzzled.

The inspiration for the appearance of the world is extremely rare, and it is extremely difficult for the ignorant to catch it. This is reflected in the fact that they have few flashes of inspiration throughout the year.

Even in the Will of the World——Shifting layer, it would be a huge trouble to collect the wandering brilliance, otherwise, even the ordinary brilliance liquid with a purity of 90-95 could be sold at such a high price on the black market.

The market price of 1ml of Yaozhi Essence is 10-15 pounds, and 1ml of 100% pure essence is about 1 pounds. According to DuPont, the value of 2000% pure essence may exceed [-] pounds!

Just like some difficult-to-prepare chemicals, once the purity reaches a certain level, every increase is an exponential problem, not to mention the illusory and extremely unstable existence of "inspiration".

"Perhaps, this is exactly the function of the bottle of stain and the 'Secret Ritual'." DuPont made a guess.

(End of this chapter)