Use blood curse weapons to break the deadlock, seek to seize the identity of Qiwuhai, form your own forces, and weave the soul with the vitality of living people.>

All efforts are for the soul.

Lowett made a long plan spanning the elementary mage to the official mage. Although many unexpected situations inevitably occur in the middle, no one interferes, and it can still be finished.

If it is the world of wizards, the wizards will understand what Lowett is going to do the first time they discover the Blood Cursed Weapon.

Then they attacked, killed and tried again!

It's a pity that no one in this world can understand such a complicated knowledge of spells, they can't even tell whether the Blood Curse Weapon has their own consciousness or not.

"This is called the gap between civilizations, and it's my biggest advantage!"

Silently feeling the huge life energy exuding from Leviathan, Lovett looked straight into the void with his mouth cocked.

Chambord Islands, area 13.

As Leviathan started to move, the silver-haired old man raised his head if he noticed, and looked up at the sky.

"Nothing at all?"

He buckled the back of his head strangely, and suddenly smiled.

"It's probably because I'm too worried. Such a big thing has just happened. Who would dare to make trouble in the Champagne?"

In the No. 63 area of ​​the Naval Science Force garrison, General Huang Yuanke still sits here.

boom!

High in the sky, invisible energy jets sprayed and sprayed, slowly contaminating the complex and dense spider, and then, the surging energy continued to scatter along the spider, rushing in all directions.

Feeling throbbing in the soul sea, Lowett closed his eyes tightly and began to cooperate.

Obscure and cold spells were spit out from his mouth one by one, while silver tentacles protruded from the exposed skin on the back of his hands and cheeks, connecting with Leviathan's granulation.

The mysterious magic power resonated in the soul. The black knights knelt around him on one knee, letting the fleshy tentacles rising from the floor wrap themselves, even Wallace was hung upside down on the wall, his eyes calmly singing spells.

Strictly speaking, the blood curse version of the soul has no master.

Because Lowett was the only mage, he used his body as the soul control center, equivalent to the sole administrator, so he dared to upload the soul.

However, management right does not mean ownership, and cannot change the problem of the blood curse version of the soul technology backdoor.

To solve this and let the soul be the master at the same time, Lovett needs to put his own mark on the existing soul, and then use this branch to extract new shoots.

So no matter how deep the soul is in the future, there is only Lovett as the master.

It's just that with Lowett's current strength, it is 100% impossible to infuse such a big mark with soul energy, so it is necessary to help Leviathan to break through.

The blood curse version of the soul is transformed by vitality, and the huge vitality energy after Leviathan breaks through will not have a rejection reaction. At the same time, the amount is large enough to be enough for him to complete the spell.

One step is indispensable.

In a location that is invisible to ordinary people, the silver brilliance slowly penetrates into the red big br>

Lowett continuously extracted the life energy of Leviathan into his soul and manipulated them to erode this unowned thing step by step.

Chapter 135, "Visitors" (3 more recommendations!)

The huge process consisting of 5337 toolmen and hundreds of fully evolved blood cursed weapons takes not long, but not short.

A week later, the red in the sky was completely transformed into silvery white, and there were faintly fragmented flash particles flowing in an orderly manner in the passages, giving the big breath of "life".

This project is complicated and cumbersome, but it is very necessary.

To paraphrase the image point, Lovett is a helper in an orchard. The fruit tree he takes care of bears fruit, but the fruit obviously does not belong to him, and he needs to spend money to buy it.

But what if he doesn't have that much money?

Easy to handle, Leviathan has it!

"Tweet"

A week later, Leviathan completely turned into a salted fish.

The real body that stayed in the world of the undead is no longer as hideous and terrifying as it used to be. He felt that his stored vitality gradually bottomed out. Although it would not hurt his muscles and bones, it would be troublesome to replenish it.

Lowett is still sitting in the center of the first floor of the cabin, with thick silver lines wrapped around his face, unable to see his looks. Next to him, the bodyguard butler and the three **** knights of Ah Jin are covered in cocoons with flesh and blood tentacles, but the surface is also covered. Some silver color.

Among the masters and servants, the only exception is probably Wallace.

He was hung upside down on the wall and opened in large fonts. His eyes were confused and muddy. He was still muttering words, but there was no sound. The soul was successfully connected. Every word he uttered was completely submerged in the soul to push the energy toward each end. Rushed.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly Wallace stopped singing abruptly, his eyes regained his sanity.

"Cough cough cough, this is, how many days have passed?"

Looking at the cabin completely wrapped in flesh and blood, Wallace had doubts in his eyes.

In Wallace's impression, he just took a nap and blinked, but in such a short time, the wide and bright cabin became bloody, dirty and full of dust.

Even if it is an adult's spell, there is a process of effect, right?

He thought so suspiciously.

Suddenly there was a wave of fluctuations in my mind.

"Tweet!"

"Um?"

Turning his head away, Wallace looked at each other with the white bones protruding from his head, and his eyes rounded in shock after a while.

"Master Leviathan, I can understand what you are saying!"

"Chop?"

"Yes, I used to rely on guessing, but now I can understand it!"

Wallace had joy in his eyes. As a navigator, he couldn't command the ship. He had to kneel down and call his father every time he did anything. Life was not easy.

But now it's okay, he can understand what Leviathan is saying, and he doesn't have to be so troublesome anymore.

Then

Leviathan definitely shook his head.

"Tweet!"