soul devouring system

Wang Dong thought for a while, and finally thought of what Andy told him today.

"Pharmaceuticals..." Flipping the space ring casually, some potions appeared on the bed in an instant.

According to Andy's description, there is medicine in the medicine that can heal soul injuries. Wang Dong didn't understand what the soul injuries were all about. After thinking about it, he specifically asked the old dragon, Orion, to inquire.

"Soul injury? Hmm... that is a rather peculiar injury. We Shenlong have never suffered such an injury, but according to historical records, in the long history of the Dragon Clan, some people have indeed suffered such an injury. It is said that it can make people The power of the slowly passing pain."

It was easier for Orion to explain the situation in this way. After clarifying his thoughts, Orion also explained to Wang Dong a series of topics related to the passage of soul power.

The so-called slow passage of human power is just the passage of those powers that can reach the soul of a person that cannot be controlled by ordinary people after the soul is broken.

This passing normality also manifests itself in some aging souls.

Because the firmness of the soul will decrease in the later years, there will be gaps on the surface of the soul like the pores on the surface of the human body.

Power is reserved from these gaps to prevent the aging body from being unable to support the powerful soul to explode.

"The flow of power does not exist in the dragon clan. Our power is all genes! It is a great creation of the creator. Even if we age, our power can always be maintained at its peak." Orion said this sentence rather the groaning.

Wang Dong looked at his cheap and obedient appearance and thought of another direction.

"Sure enough...the direction of research is different. What Andy's tutor thought of was to relieve the defect of the human soul, so that people can do more things without leaving regrets in their later years. In fact, the aging of the body is a common phenomenon of many species. The problem to be faced... However, there are also people like Lao Jie who get stronger as they get older, such as snake demons..." A strange creature appeared in Wang Dong's mind.

Recorded on the Warcraft Encyclopedia.

This kind of monster's strength has been stuck at a certain stage since birth and cannot grow. Only when their bodies begin to show an aging state will their strength slowly reach the peak.

And the peak means that their death will also come.

Like a dandelion.

But the death of the snake demon does not mean rebirth.

The cruelty of nature to man is self-evident—it's just that nature never knows who she has cruel thoughts to, because it is equally cruel to anyone and any creature.

For the time being, Wang Dong has no interest in this medicine for repairing the soul.

However, if the soul is injured in the future, it may be possible to use some of this medicine, and it may be thrown into the space ring as a treasure at the bottom of the box.

But I heard from Andy that almost all the experiments were carried out on animals, and the effect on humans was somewhat unclear, so Wang Dong took this drug as a resource for "fighting to the last stand".

After dealing with these trivial matters, he focused on today's protagonist.

"The... medicine that doubles the power of a person's soul." He looked at the small medicine bottle that gleamed wildly under the light.

Such a person's knuckles are long and short, and the medicine with two fingers side by side is hard to think of improving strength. Wang Dong's first reaction when he saw this thing was to regard it as a drink or something.

Because the appearance of this thing is really not very good.

The purity is not enough, and there are still some unknown medicinal residues lying in it.

And the potion on the higher level, which is said to be able to increase the strength by five times at a certain moment, is even worse in appearance.

"It should be that the potion is not strong enough to dissolve..." Seeing the unknown residue in the potion, Wang Dong deliberately checked the memory of the potion.

Apart from a bunch of inexplicable and incomprehensible components, the only thing Wang Dong could understand was—this potion was full of the souls of monsters—is this a potion containing the souls of wild beasts?
Even Wang Dong, who owns the system, is very curious about how the wizards in this world do this. How did the sage who is said to be knowledgeable and talented stuff the souls of dozens of monsters into a small tube of potion? without an explosion?You must know that even if it is a monster, the magic power contained in its body should be enough to break and shatter this small glass vessel.

Of course, this is not Wang Dong's main concern.

He was more concerned about what would happen to him after he drank such a tube of potion.

Because drinking this bottle of potion means that he has accepted the fusion of dozens of monster souls in an instant.

Although the integration method is different from the system, and it doesn't look so wild, Wang Dong still feels faintly worried about whether this thing will kill him.

"Is it true that the old saying is true? Wealth and wealth are found in danger?" Wang Dong blew his hair on his forehead.

A hot and eager desire spread from the bottom of his heart, and there was no doubt that he wanted to drink it.

So, after all, he unscrewed the bottle cap of the medicine.

"Pineapple juice... um." She moved her nose to the mouth of the bottle and took a deep breath.

This potion exudes a smell that he is not familiar with—he has never drank pineapple juice before, but he has eaten a lot of pineapple, and this smell is a strange and familiar feeling that wakes up dusty memories.

What makes Wang Dong feel a little relieved is that, apart from the pineapple smell, the potion has no intention of shaking the world.

I thought the potion would at least boil after opening the bottle.

"It seems that the soul of the dead monster is used."

Wang Dong guessed in his heart, and Wang Dong, who was very sensitive to the soul of death, no longer worried.

Comparing the souls of Geya and Ailian, the fateful mandarin ducks, if the sleeping monster soul is not awakened, let alone resisting, even the most basic opening of the eyes is a century-old problem.

Wang Dong's lips touched the rim of the bottle.

"Forget it, let's talk after drinking."

No matter how much you think about this kind of thing, it’s never too late to regret it after doing it. Instead of worrying about the harm of the potion, it’s better to worry about whether the system will protect your own safety after the danger arises.

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Take the medicine.

Still that pineapple flavor.

Moreover, the pineapple taste is particularly strong when it is flushed down from the mouth.

"It's definitely thicker than Ai Er's seafood soup..." He clicked his mouth, and carefully experienced the circulation of pineapple-flavored juice in his body after it went down his stomach - one step to the stomach, and then, there is no more .

"...Hmm." Wang Dong was a little surprised and curious.

There was really no reaction to this potion, not even the most basic intention of making myself hurt or my stomach twisted.