The hero of the female supporting role in fast time travel is highly poisonous

"Prophet, this is his avatar, how can we neglect him~ But, he just doesn't accept those sacrifices, no matter whether they are alive or dead, he will no longer take the initiative to eat. It's not that he doesn't eat, Occasionally I still eat a little, but I really only eat a little. After a few days, or even more than ten days, I don’t enjoy it anymore." The strong man looked at Velez with a embarrassed expression.

"Hmm, is there such a thing? Didn't they swallow everything as long as it was flesh and blood before? How did this happen?" Velez asked puzzled.

"The great prophet, in fact, not only the avatar of the gods here, but also the training centers in other places." Another man in black took a step forward and added to Velez: "I suspect , the current training may have reached a certain limit."

"What blasphemy are you talking about! How can God have a limit! Zet de Kehunli Swan! How could you speak such words with such thoughts!" Veles roared angrily.

"Please forgive me~ Prophet, I didn't make it clear. Uh, what I mean is that the sacrifices we offered were not good enough, causing the avatars to no longer want to eat. We are the ones who have reached the limit." A southern nobleman named Zet, Pushing the glasses on the hooked nose, he explained eagerly.

"Hmph, watch your tone! Zet!" Velez warned, and then fell into deep thought. He didn't think that they, as servants of the gods, would be lazy and negligent in this matter.In addition, Zet, who made the hypothesis, is a rare nobleman in the south with a bachelor's certificate in alchemy, which made Veles believe more and more that the training work has encountered a bottleneck.

After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Go, take me to see him~! I have to confirm it myself before I can issue further instructions."

An hour later, under the leadership of the bishops, Velez came to a hidden cellar in a barren hill outside the city.

Veles stood on the second floor of a wide secret room, carefully observing a mass of black flesh lying in the middle of the lower hall.

"Why is this happening! This clone is smaller than when I inspected it before!" Veles turned and glared at everyone.

"Great prophet, please calm down." Zet said cautiously: "In fact, he has not become smaller. He ate once five days ago. According to our observations, his size has not changed at all. Now it’s just a curled up state of Him.”

"According to my observations and studies over the years, especially the recent eating situation." Zet once again put forward his idea: "I think he doesn't want to eat these low-quality sacrifices at present, and the occasional eating is just for Survival needs. The curled up form, I personally think, is an energy-saving behavior similar to hibernation."

"The Prophet," Aquaman also stepped forward to add: "My colleagues and I have tried various sacrifices, from the mountain to the sea, from the dead to the living, and He is not satisfied. A few times he ate He doesn’t pick anything, but the amount of food he eats is too small. If he keeps in this state, I’m worried that he won’t be able to complete the nurturing task you gave him.”

Veles also had to worry when he heard the words. These clones of gods were the flesh and blood of the gods that the religious order took advantage of when the demon king was trapped in the front line and the rear was empty. Part of the avatar of the Supreme God.

Relying on the cultivation of avatars and the help of a special 'Hero from Another World', they successfully restored the promotion potion that the 'Coudin' clan once used, which they discovered by accident.After taking the potion, combined with some rituals, the weak human body can become extremely powerful, and Veles is one of the best.

Due to the refining of the potion, it is necessary to extract a special substance from the flesh and blood of the doppelgänger, the divine liquid, to prepare and refine it.Therefore, the number and shape of the avatars became the key to restricting the amount of potions.It's just that with more and more frequent extractions of the divine liquid, the output of the divine liquid that the avatars can provide is getting lower and lower, and some of the avatars have even dropped in grade.

Velez thought for a while, and said to Zet: "I vaguely remember that you submitted a report on the sudden and rapid growth of the avatar, which is why I came to inspect last time."

Zet said in a proud tone: "Yes, Lord Prophet. That was a special case, uh, only this time, but it did have a far-reaching impact. For now, the clone we have cultivated is all The largest of the clones."

"So, have you found out the reason?" Velez looked at Aquaman.

As the actual person in charge of the training institute, Aquaman said in an uncertain tone: "Master Prophet, the main cause has been confirmed. He grew in size after eating. But what caused it, I am still confirming further middle."

"Oh? Is that so? But, are you so stupid that you can't even remember what you fed him?"

"Sorry, Lord Prophet. According to the records, at noon that day, we threw a bunch of homeless people down there, including men, women and children. Then we cloned Him, and He became unusually active. I have never seen Him eagerly enjoy the sacrifices." Afterwards, I informed Zet. When he came, he had already grown to his current size." Recalling the scene that was like a drawing of hell that day, Aquaman licked his lips.

"Yes, Lord Prophet. We suspect that among the people who were devoured that day, there is a type he prefers. We sent sacrifices with similar characteristics to that day. According to our investigation, we can basically confirm the sacrifices he expected Yes. It’s just a little difficult to obtain, and I haven’t found it yet.”

Veles was a little dissatisfied, and frowned and asked, "What kind of sacrifice is it? It's been so long, and you haven't gotten it yet?"

"Master Prophet, it's 'Magic Stone Disease'. Although we haven't found another homeless man suffering from 'Magic Stone Disease', we can roughly confirm that it was that patient who caught His attention."

"Is it 'magic stone disease'? Are you sure?" Velez looked at Zeit seriously.

"Yes," Zet thought for a while, "the group of sacrifices were all searched that day, and they didn't carry any special items. So, it can only be them themselves that aroused his interest. Prophet, we have already used A large number of people went to search, but the villages and towns around Clakein City were searched, and the second case was not found."

"Yes, Lord Prophet, this disease is very rare, and it may be near a big city. The one we caught before is also a coincidence with a very low probability. Look, can you invite the headquarters or other branches to participate in this experiment? "Aquaman asked for instructions from the side.

Velez did not respond directly, but quietly recalled the information about the 'Magic Stone Disease'.

'Magic Stone Syndrome', as its name suggests, is a rare disease that causes special crystals to condense in the body and even on the surface of the patient.The most special thing about this disease is that the source of its infection is the wind of the four elements surrounding this world.Depending on the elemental wind that flows through, the crystals condensed by the patient will also be different. Usually, it can be judged by the color of the crystals. Blue is the wind infection of the water element, red is the fire element, cyan is the air element, and earth element is brown. .Generally speaking, patients will only be infected and condense one kind of crystal, but a few particularly unlucky ones will be infected multiple times, condensing a variety of infection crystals, and even appear particularly dangerous variant compound crystals, such as turquoise thunder element crystals .

The areas where infected people appear are, without exception, remote areas with low population density, and the infected people are usually children, the elderly, or other individuals with weak constitutions.

Infected people don't spread the disease to other healthy people, but a sick person carrying infected crystals becomes a moving steam cannonball in itself.The infection crystals in their bodies are unstable and may explode at any time. While taking the lives of patients, they will also cause great damage to the surroundings.In addition, the spirit of the infected person will also appear in various conditions without exception, such as irritability, madness, paranoia, frenzy and other symptoms, which will also cause great adverse effects on the surroundings.

There is no cure for this disease, and thousands of years of human treatment attempts have all ended in failure. Each country can only find one patient with this disease and execute one.This makes an already relatively rare case even rarer.

After thinking about it, Velez said: "I will give an order to search for the patients with 'Magic Stone Disease'. It just so happens that Walter's old fox can also contribute to this matter. I hope this is not a useless effort."

"No, Lord Prophet. I am very confident in this matter. With your strong support, the cultivation of the god clone will inevitably reach a new level." Zet complimented from the side.

"That's enough, let's stop here. Everything is still undecided. If this happens in the future, God will reward you. If it proves to be a waste of time, you should be prepared to be punished!" Velez I don't appreciate it.

He turned around, looked at one of the tall and strong men in black robes, and asked, "Heidler, how is my God-Chosen Warrior Maharaja preparing? No matter who wins or loses in the civil war, I will need a A strong enough army to help me clean up the mess!"

The man in black stood out from the crowd, his name was Heidler de Manlis Eickhoff.He is a rare general officer in the sect, and almost all armed congregants are trained by him.

"Master Prophet, including the 5 new recruits recently added, the number of combatable troops I have taught has already exceeded [-]. After half a year, at least another [-] available soldiers will be added." Heidler replied in a deep voice.

"Very well, let the soldiers hidden in Locklian's generation, as well as the congregation, except the necessary intelligence search personnel, all withdraw, and leave there as much as possible. I don't want them to be unnecessarily hurt when the civil war breaks out loss." Velez issued orders to him and several others.

"Uh, Lord Prophet." Heidler hesitated for a while, but chose to ask for instructions: "Are you so unfavorable to the Southern Local faction in this civil war between the North and the South? Is it too early to withdraw now?"