Sell ​​jars from Hokage

Chapter 130: The first grand prize

Orochimaru was also expressionless.

Even closer, it seemed like I wanted to see more clearly.

It was as if the wailing sound did not exist.

But the distance was a little closer, and he could clearly feel the intensity of the pain of the dead soul.

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

"It has a great effect. If you change to a necromancer, then a lot of undead magic requires such a dead soul." Silent explained, "Even, you can refine it into a powerful ghost monster. Its quality is much higher than that of an ordinary dead soul."

Many of the Necromancer series are this kind of material used for spell casting and research.

At first glance, you cannot directly improve your strength.

However, Orochimaru should be able to understand its value.

As expected.

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

"I understand." The pharmacist nodded and closed it solemnly.

He can actually put his soul into a bottle.

This method can better understand its power for those who have studied souls.

"You'd better be careful." Silently looked at the pharmacist's dou and said casually, "If you accidentally break it and let the soul possess it, you can experience its pain in person. This is one of the most popular ways of questioning by the necromancers."

The pharmacist shivered.

Listen to the wailing sound.

Even he couldn't help but feel trembling at that picture.

"I'm afraid, just because I don't understand enough and have no ability to deal with it, cough cough." Orochimaru seemed to have discovered the fear of Pharmacist Dora. After coughing twice, he continued, "This kind of thing is just like forbidden art. People without ability will only die from forbidden art, but those with ability can gain powerful power from it. If you are afraid, try to master it."

Orochimaru's words were confident.

Because he is a capable person.

"Yes! Lord Orochimaru!" Pharmacist Dou was delighted.

Saying such words means that Orochimaru does not intend to isolate him from the study of these materials in other worlds.

Silence has to be said.

Orochimaru did his best in teaching his disciples.

"Come on."

Orochimaru just said something, then turned around and looked at the jars.

Just the first one.

Has such magical powers.

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

And in the next can opening process.

Orochimaru even more deeply understood what the price difference of the second-level jar ten times means.

In addition to magical items like the Dead Soul.

Every piece of material and magicality are far more than a level one jar.

Just a drop of blood exudes a heart-wrenching breath; a bone is covered with chaotic patterns that cannot be seen directly; rotten meat that looks dead but is constantly squirming

Even the knowledge and experience memory in the light ball became increasingly terrifying.

Evil rituals, powerful curses, soul practices, horror research

Orochimaru seemed to be completely addicted to it.

The mystery of life and life and death was opened to him one after another, as if there were countless means to gain 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 placed before our eyes one after another.

Orochimaru became more and more excited.

However, silent frowned slightly.

Something is wrong.

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

Originally, Orochimaru's soul color was gray.

This represents the order of the middle, or chaos.

But now.

But he gradually moved closer to the darkness and coldness.

What's going on?

Chen Si didn't understand much. He took a look at every thing in the card pool and explained that no one would have an impact like this.

He consumed some trading points, customized a survey service, and threw it on Orochimaru.

Get feedback:

[When in a serious injury and dying situation, I received a large number of memories of evil experiments in a short time. Some of the contents are corrosive in the mind and constitute numbness. After the dual influence, my heart is gradually corroded by the dark and cruel side, and I am confused that the power obtained by relying on evil experiments in my memory has been obtained in reality.]

I have repeatedly pondered the results of the investigation several times.

Silence has already understood.

Although not all, most of the inheritance and memories in the Necromancer series are indeed extremely dark.

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

Mental instability.

Therefore, we have begun to gradually sink into the darkness. If we let this happen, we may become a devil who is completely controlled by evil.

Should I stop it?

Silence hesitated slightly.

And at this time.

The 232nd jar opened by Orochimaru, just the moment it was opened, a kind of corruption surged out.

It was as if a demon was murmuring in his ears, and there were chaotic wails, and the heat in his body seemed to be quickly pulled away.

Gradually, only the cold breath was left.

This is

"The breath of Mordichian!"

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

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

He will never go wrong.

Mordichian!

The king of ghouls, the god of gloomy and cold bones, is the leader of all ghouls and one of the old dominators. When power appears, it will remove all the heat. This is its symbol, and it will also give unparalleled power to those who believe in it.

Orochimaru even ignored the incompleteness of his body.

Extend your hand and go deep into the jar.

Even Pharmacist Dou was stunned by this action.

His intuition is very keen.

It seems that something was wrong with Orochimaru.

Orochimaru took out the item. It was a strange scarlet armband with strange patterns and three eye-like strands.

Silent raised his eyebrows.

This is the grand prize.

Mordician's armband, a powerful equipment worth no less than Kempfa.

Just take it out.

Orochimaru couldn't move his eyes away.

Wear it.

Such a desire kept coming out of his heart, as if he just needed to wear it and get everything he wanted.

Immortality, and unparalleled power!

"Orochimaru."

Pharmacist Dou also stared at this armband, inevitably feeling the weird attraction.

But he was sober.

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

But when his words fell.

Orochimaru pressed the badge directly on his arm.

He knew Mordichian.

This existence!

It can indeed give him eternal life!

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