My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu.

Chapter 288 Secret Technique
At the bottom of the crucible, in a shallow layer of light blue colloid, there are dots of silver light, like a blue curtain dotted with starlight.

This is silver marrow made by refining a beaker of blue blood and combining it with bone marrow. The silver light is the essence of bone marrow.

The main reason why silver marrow is difficult to refine is that the natural contamination in the raw materials is difficult to remove.

The Two-Headed Chimera is a flesh-and-blood alchemy creature. Even though this creation is as close to a real life form as possible, it still has a flaw - blood poison.

Blood poison is a pollutant that acts on spirituality, and the Chimera's flesh and blood contains this toxin.

From Croun's understanding, this was a special kind of viral evil, so he came up with the idea of ​​using a golden light spell to deal with it. After experimenting, it turned out to be true.

The air is filled with the aroma of hot oil scalding chili peppers, which makes people want to eat.

He picked up the crucible with tongs and brought it close to his nose, carefully appreciating the smell.

His cooking skills are at the limit, and he has a super sense of smell, which allows him to judge whether something is harmful to the human body based on its taste.

After looking at it for a while, I didn't find anything wrong, so I washed the spoon, picked out a small half spoon and put it in my mouth.

The gelatinous silver marrow melts in your mouth, and the refreshing and sweet breath gurgls down your throat, like drinking a glass of ice-cold drink on a hot day, which is indescribably refreshing.

Crown could feel the juice flowing down his esophagus into his stomach, but it was like a fire rising from a stove.

All the pores on the body were opened, and white mist evaporated from the top of the head. My body temperature rose sharply, but I didn't feel any discomfort. Instead, I felt a refreshing feeling of blood rising.

He held his breath and controlled the pores to close. The function of the silver marrow was to use the special rising fiery spiritual power to temper the bone and blood and accelerate the generation of silver blood.

At this moment, Crown's body was like a furnace, locking in the growing fiery spiritual power and beginning to practice flame breathing.

The amount of silver marrow taken this time was not much. After about five minutes, the spiritual power gradually exhausted, the burning sensation in the body gradually disappeared, and the body temperature returned to normal.

He closed his eyes slightly and summoned a golden wall.

The silver marrow helps to temper the silver blood, which will naturally accelerate the growth of the breathing method.

[Fire Breath: 7276/50000; Level ]

He grinned silently. Although he didn't laugh out loud, the corners of his mouth that almost reached his ears revealed his mood.

In just five minutes, his flame breath proficiency increased by as much as ninety points.

If there is no auxiliary medicine and it is just a step-by-step liver proficiency, this increase will require him three or four days of effort.

Not only that, the tempering of the silver blood also led to the growth of the Golden Light Spell. The increase was not much, and it only increased the proficiency by a few three points, but it was great news.

The main exercises and the secondary breathing methods complement each other, and the feeling of one effort and two gains always makes people feel comfortable.

After thinking for a while, Croun understood that the essence of the Golden Light Curse is to improve one's life energy and life level. The flame breath also tempers the silver blood, and the goal is the same as the Golden Light Curse.

If you have enough silver marrow, the progress of Breath of Fire will be rapid, which will save a lot of experience time.

It's true that a sharpener can chop wood well. Thinking of this, Crown immediately poured the remaining silver marrow into his mouth to temper the silver blood.

When the effect of the silver marrow was over, he took out the blood and marrow of the Chimera and began his happy alchemy time.
If a person does something from his heart, he will ignore time and everything else that has nothing to do with it.

The next day, the rising sun dispelled the increasingly thick gray fog and spread the sunlight to the earth. Croun was still busy.

At noon, the sky became overcast and snowflakes began to fall again. He was still busy
Three o'clock in the morning.

"Huh", exhaling a long breath, Crown stretched his arms upwards and stretched hard.

After staying awake, eating and drinking for one day and two nights, he finally tempered all the raw materials into silver marrow and filled a whole rune crystal bottle.

When the busy work was over and the tense nerves were relieved, he soon felt heavy tiredness and his stomach and intestines began to growl. This was because too much energy and energy had been consumed.

Even a Silver-level transcendent cannot reach the point where he can obtain energy by eating wind and drinking dew. It is said that that is a realm that only gods can reach.

Crown took out a leather cushion and sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and began to meditate on the golden light spell.

As soon as he thought about it, a full moon rose, shining silently on his body, and the cold spirit made him feel slightly cold.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the silver half of the moon in the largest 'star' exudes clear brilliance, making it peaceful and peaceful.

In the room, the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees out of thin air. His body was like a cold jade statue, and the walls were rippled with light and shadow, shining brightly.

The full moon sinks between the eyebrows, and the scorching sun rises.

The sea of ​​his consciousness was filled with golden brilliance, and the temperature of the room quickly rose, as if the sun was shining, and everything here was coated with a layer of gold.

The golden light spell circulated one day after another. The hunger was no longer so urgent, and the tired spirit was relieved a lot.

He walked out of the underground alchemy room and saw Billy, who was guarding the door, dozing against the wall.

According to the housekeeper's rules, as long as Crown is in the mansion, the valet cannot rest until he goes to bed.

He once wanted to delete this inhumane rule, but he never said anything.

Now it seems that this regulation is very reasonable. Otherwise, he would have to wake up the cook himself to prepare food, but he had no idea which room the cook lived in.

Crown patted the valet on the shoulder to wake him up.

Billy opened his sleepy eyes, was stunned for a few seconds, and then stood up straight: "Sir, what are your orders?"

"I'm hungry. Please tell me to go down and prepare a sumptuous meal."

"The housekeeper knows that you have important things to do and have delayed your meal. The kitchen has prepared the ingredients, and there are several prepared foods that only need to be heated before eating. Please wait a moment, I will wake up the cook immediately."

Billy responded hurriedly and added: "Sir, you can wait in the restaurant first. There are several desserts and white wine prepared there."

Crown nodded and said with satisfaction: "Okay, go and call the cook."

I thought to myself: 'This feels really good. Someone has helped me think about some things. '

Arriving at the restaurant, he ate dessert and summoned a golden wall.

[Alchemy: 1268/15000; Level ]

Now refining strong gunpowder can no longer improve alchemy proficiency. Among the formulas he mastered, only refining mithril and refining silver marrow can improve alchemy.

The special effect of the refined heart of the fourth-level alchemy helped me a lot. The success rate was much higher, and the effect of the silver marrow obtained was also improved.

After eating and drinking enough, Kroun visualized the golden light spell of two great heavens to speed up the digestion of food, and then fell into a deep sleep.

. . . . The next day, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and Kroun slowly got up.

After having a two-in-one breakfast and lunch, he went to the underground alchemy room.

He took out three rune crystal bottles, each containing as much silver marrow as the bottle cap, which were to be given to the Archbishop and the others.

Without his ability, there is a high probability that others would not choose to refine silver marrow. Not only is the effort less than the gain, several silver experts are not short of these few dollars. The main reason is because the core materials required for the advanced purification array are too high. Scarce, there is no chance to temper it.

He thought it was interesting to give so much, which was equivalent to the amount of silver marrow refined for the first time.

After distributing the silver marrow, Crown picked up the crystal bottle and took a big drink.

After the refreshing and sweet feeling, a blazing 'fire' ignited in my stomach.

He immediately closed his pores and began to practice fire breathing. He spent the entire afternoon practicing breathing techniques and visualizing the golden light mantra.

The effect of the silver marrow is extraordinary, but it cannot be taken in large amounts all the time. He decided to take one round every three days and finish the silver marrow in ten times.

A month passed in such a hurry, and Kroun consumed all his silver marrow, finished practicing flame breathing, and summoned the golden wall.

[Golden Light Curse: 108546/150000; Level ]

[Fire Breath: 28541/50000; Level ]

As the golden light spell continues to improve, the proficiency gained by releasing the golden light in the alienated land is gradually reduced, and only more than 70 points can be obtained each time it is released.

Crown guessed that if the Golden Light Spell advanced, the Land of Alienation might lose the conditions to quickly improve its proficiency.

With the supply of a large amount of silver marrow, Fire Breath has already passed half of the way from the fourth level to the fifth level, which is unimaginable.

It will only take a few months for him to reach the silver level. If he can get enough raw materials to refine the silver marrow, he can advance to the fifth level of extraordinary. Then wouldn't he have the ability to amplify in the cultists' base? !
I should go to the Holy Fire Cathedral, firstly to send the refined silver marrow there, and secondly to ask if there is any action against the cultists.

In his eyes, these cultists are not only the vicious accomplices of the evil god, but also the material for his growth.

Crown decided that if one day he faced the evil god behind these cultists, he must tell the evil god that he was as powerful as he is today because of the help of these cultists.

Using the enemy's spear and poking the enemy's shield feels inexplicably satisfying just thinking about it.

. . . .

Kingdom of Rybia, Johnsburg.

In a room in a dilapidated tavern, Osman sat up straight, his eyes calm, and Sacco was invisible in the darkness, dutifully guarding his side.

After arriving in the Kingdom of Ribia, the Pope verified through others the regularity of the appearance of the strange man in yellow and the reliability of the knowledge he instilled.

Those who cannot bear the impact of knowledge and go crazy are not crazy from the beginning. These people do indeed appear to be almost omniscient and omnipotent after accepting the light symbol of the weirdo in yellow.

Shaco also found it incredible that these foreigners who underwent experiments could know some secrets of the Flame Lord Church.

After the Pope's experiment was correct, he decided to follow that special ceremony and personally accept the gift of 'fate'.

Sako, who had never questioned the Pope's decision, comforted him: "Your Majesty, if something happens to you, what will happen to the inheritance of the church?"

He is the dark sword in the hands of the Pope that cannot be exposed to the sun, but he is also a devout believer in the Church of the Lord of Fire.

If something unexpected happens to the Pope, the church will be greatly affected.

Osman raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a deep voice:

"The church has a plan for the sudden death of the pope, so there will be no problems with the inheritance.

The most secret inheritance of the church is kept in the core secret room of the sanctuary, and the token that opens the secret room is kept by Theo.

If something unexpected happens to me, other archbishops will elect the next pope. The new pope can open the secret chamber by holding a token and stimulating the holy power of the silver rank. This is why all previous popes must be at least the silver rank. "

The Pope gave a meaningful "haha" smile. If he could not replenish the source of life further, he would eventually die quietly, and he would not be reconciled.

The taste of power is intoxicating. He now has the opportunity to hold power for a longer period of time, why not seize it?
Shaco's figure slowly emerged and persuaded him again: "Your Majesty, we can spend more time to experiment with ways to maintain our own sanity after accepting gifts."

In his opinion, they had not figured out how to accept gifts without going crazy, and the Pope's decision was too risky.

Because those who received gifts from the weirdo in yellow were not crazy, and they were not the most outstanding among all those who received gifts.

After a moment, Osman slowly spoke:
"Some time ago, I sorted out the secrets in the church that only the pope has access to. There was too much content, and I have forgotten a lot of the knowledge.

Now, I have an idea of ​​the identity of this weirdo in yellow.

This strange man in yellow appears every thousand years, and each time he appears, he appears for about a year.

From the news we got, the first report of this weirdo in yellow happened ten months ago, maybe even earlier. I don’t have time, and there’s no next chance. "

Of course, the Flame Lord Church also has methods to replenish the source, but they are relatively more stringent. Osman has calculated that when the conditions are met, he will have been dead for at least twenty or thirty years.

If you don't have time to wait for the gods you believe in to save yourself, then fight for the opportunity yourself.

There was a long silence in the room, and Shaco merged into the darkness again. He understood that it was useless to say anything.

Now we can only pray to the gods and ask for protection for His Majesty the Pope, but will the gods protect the Pope who does such a thing?

Night is shrouded and gray fog is rising.

Osman walked out of the tavern alone with a yellow mark composed of simple dots and twisted lines.

Shaco was ordered not to follow, because when the yellow monster appeared, anyone nearby who did not carry the mark would die directly.

The commander of the secret guard faced the direction of St. Peter's Basilica, half-kneeling on the ground, silently praying for the Pope:
"May the brilliance of the Lord of Flame illuminate the way forward. When disaster strikes, may the Lord grant you wisdom. Praise the Lord of Flame, and may we always be bathed in the holy light."

At one o'clock in the morning, Osman returned to the tavern without saying a word and confessed:

“I already understand the reason why those people went crazy, and I will use secret techniques to temporarily suppress the sequelae.

If I haven’t woken up in three days, kill me and let me return to the Lord in flames. "

Shaco's hands tightened, he nodded his head, and saluted: "May the Lord of Fire protect you."

"Yes." The Pope smiled and nodded, crossed his hands on his chest, and lay down undressed.
Two days have passed, and in the eyes of the secret guard commander, the Pope is still sleeping, with various expressions on his face, including joy, excitement, fear, cruelty, compassion, and so on.

(End of this chapter)