Chapter 130: The First Grand Prize

Orochimaru was also expressionless.

He even got closer, as if he wanted to see more clearly.

It was as if the wailing didn't exist.

It's just that the distance is a little closer, and he can clearly feel the intensity of the pain of the dead soul.

"What does it do?" Orochimaru looked very interested.

"It's very useful. If you change your profession to a necromancer, then a lot of undead magic needs such a ghost." Silent explained, "You can even refine it into a powerful ghost monster. Its quality , which is much taller than the average dead soul."

In the Necronomicon series, many of these materials are used for spellcasting and research.

At first glance, there is no direct increase in strength.

However, Orochimaru should be able to understand its value.

Unsurprisingly.

Orochimaru seemed very satisfied, and handed it to the pharmacist's pocket, "Keep it well, this is a very precious material."

"I understand." The pharmacist nodded and put it away solemnly.

It is possible to put a soul in a bottle.

This method, for those who have studied the soul, can better understand its power.

"You'd better be careful." Silent looked at the pocket of the pharmacist and said casually, "If you accidentally break it and let the undead be possessed, you can experience its pain for yourself. This is the most important thing for necromancers. One of my favorite torture methods."

The pharmacist shuddered.

Hear that wailing sound.

Even he couldn't help but tremble at that picture.

"I'm afraid, just because I don't know enough, and I don't have the ability to deal with it, cough." Da She Wan seemed to have discovered the fear of Yaoshidou, and after coughing twice, he continued, "This kind of thing is the same as forbidden art. Those who are capable will only die from forbidden techniques, but those who have the ability will be able to gain powerful power from it, and if they are afraid, they will try to master it."

There is confidence in Orochimaru's words.

because,

He is a capable man.

"Yes! Lord Orochimaru!" The pharmacist was overjoyed.

Saying such words also means that Orochimaru does not intend to isolate him from the research of these other world materials.

Silence has to be said.

Orochimaru did his best to teach his disciples.

"continue."

Orochimaru just said a word, and then looked back at the jars.

Just the first.

It has such a miraculous ability.

I don't know how terrifying the third-level, or even the fourth-level, fifth-level cans will be.

And in the next process of opening the can.

Orochimaru has a deep understanding of what the price gap of ten times the second-level cans means.

Except for the magical item like the soul of the dead.

Every piece of material, the magic is far more than a first-class jar.

The palpitating smell of just a drop of blood; a bone covered with unsightly chaotic patterns; carrion that looked dead but kept squirming

Even the knowledge and experience memory in the light group became more and more terrifying.

Evil rituals, powerful curses, spiritual practices, terrifying studies

Orochimaru seems to be completely addicted to it.

The mysteries of life and life and death were opened to him one by one, as if there were countless means to obtain powerful power, but whenever he looked deeper, he would find that everything he had obtained before was just the tip of the iceberg.

More and more powerful forces are in front of one after another.

Orochimaru is getting more and more excited.

However, Silent frowned slightly.

Not right.

He could feel that in Orochimaru's spiritual sea, a black mist was rising little by little.

Originally, Orochimaru's soul color was gray.

This represents mid-order, or chaos.

but now.

However, it gradually moved closer to darkness and gloom.

what happened?

Silent didn't quite understand. He took a look at everything in the card pool and explained that none of them would have an impact like this.

He consumed some trading points, customized an investigation service, and threw it on Orochimaru.

Got feedback:

[Under the condition of being seriously injured and dying, he received a large number of memories of evil experiments in a short period of time. Some of the contents are corrosive to the mind, which constitutes numbness. After the double effect, the heart is gradually corroded by the dark and cruel side, and he believes that the memory is chaotic. The power of relying on evil experiments has been obtained in reality. 】

Repeatedly pondering the results of the investigation several times.

Silence has understood.

Although not all of them, most of the inheritance and memory in the Necronomicon series are indeed extremely dark.

In addition, Orochimaru was originally in a state of near death and serious injury.

Mental instability.

Therefore, it has begun to gradually sink in the darkness. If it is allowed to do so, it is very likely that it will become a devil completely controlled by evil.

Do you want to stop it?

Silence hesitated a little.

And at this time.

The 232nd jar opened by Orochimaru, just the moment it was opened, there was a smell of corruption gushing out of it.

It was as if a demon was whispering in his ear, and there was a chaotic wailing sound, and the heat in his body seemed to be quickly drawn away.

Gradually, only the cold breath was left.

this is

"The breath of Mordiggian!"

Orochimaru was excited, and a strange red tide appeared on his pale face.

In the light group he just obtained, there is information about this breath master.

He can never go wrong.

Mordiggian!

The king of ghouls, the god of gloomy bones, he is the leader of all ghouls, one of the old masters, when the power comes it will take all the heat, it is its sign, it will also give faith Its people are incomparably powerful.

Orochimaru even disregarded the mutilation of his own body.

Reach out and dive deep into the jar.

Even the pharmacist was taken aback by this action.

His intuition is very sharp.

It seems that he has noticed something wrong with Orochimaru.

And Orochimaru took the item out. It was a scarlet armband with a weird shape, with weird patterns and three wisps like eyes.

Silent frowned.

This is the jackpot.

Armlet of Mordiggian, a powerful piece of equipment worth no less than Kempfah.

Just take it out.

Orochimaru couldn't move his eyes away.

put it on.

This kind of desire kept pouring out of his heart, as if he could get everything he wanted just by wearing it.

Immortality, and unparalleled power!

"Master Orochimaru."

Yao Shidou also stared at this armband closely, and inevitably felt that strange attraction.

But he was sane.

So while resisting this attraction, I was particularly aware of the evil of this armband.

But when his voice just fell.

Orochimaru pressed the badge directly on his arm.

He knew Mordiggian.

Such existence!

It can indeed give him eternal life!