Full-time Mage: My Father is Hua Zhanhong

Chapter 307 Grafting Dark Matter
"Can this dark matter really be used by my Wind Demon?" Hua Yu asked with some uncertainty.

If he had not come to Feng Zhoulong today, he would have always thought that the Wind Demon in the Demonic Wind Thousands of Rends was just a dead thing condensed from the wind. Now, he is told that this so-called dead thing can actually absorb power similar to spirit seeds and soul seeds. Naturally, he is a little skeptical.

"Yes, but it may not be able to master the shadow-controlling technique of Beijiang. After all, this skill is an active skill. But as long as he practices diligently, his dark infection can be fully mastered." Feng Zhoulong added.

Hua Yu nodded to show his understanding.

Dark Infection is just equivalent to adding an additional effect to the skill. It is a passive release, so there is no problem with it.

This move is also an ability that Hua Yu values.

All people and equipment that it touches can be fed back to itself as long as there is magical fluctuation, which is a good tracking method.

Moreover, Hua Yu did not forget that Leng Qing, who was infected by darkness, could not be cured by ordinary healing magicians or medicines.

This effect is very powerful.

Thinking of this, Hua Yu couldn't help but say excitedly, "Tell me what to do?"

"Give!"

Feng Zhoulong threw the utensils he had prepared in advance to Hua Yu, reminded him to be careful of the backlash of Beijiang's soul, and then left the room.

In response to this, Hua Yu just smiled. If he, a person at the eighth level of spiritual power, could still be devoured by the dead soul of a high-level wizard, he might as well go find a tree and hit himself to death.

Without any hesitation, Hua Yu opened the vessel.

In an instant, a wisp of black soul smoke appeared in the white steel space.

In the smoke, there was a ferocious face vaguely visible. It was the dead craftsman!

Obviously, with Fengmo's current strength, he cannot deal with Beijiang. Therefore, Huayu needs to assist Fengmo in absorbing the energy of dark matter.

"You alone want to stop me?"

A faint smile appeared on Hua Yu's lips, and then he waved his right hand, and a chaotic vortex appeared at his hand.

Any dead creature will have a soul, and this is the energy that the green dragon can absorb.

The Green Dragon is a master of soul-sucking. How could he allow a soul to scream in front of him and disturb his rest?
It just opened its mouth slightly, and an invisible suction force emerged instantly, easily taking the soul of the humble craftsman into its stomach.

You know, considering the Green Dragon's current strength, a mere commander-level remnant soul is not even a small dessert after a sumptuous dinner for it.

However, even if it is so insignificant, it is better than returning empty-handed and can bring some satisfaction.

The chaotic vortex that was surging just now disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

Fengmo glanced at Huayu's hand with lingering fear, his eyes full of fear and awe, as if he was afraid that the horrible existence would suddenly change its mind and swallow him up.

"Don't worry, little guy, it has no interest in you at all." Hua Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and comforted.

After hearing this, Fengmo's heart finally settled down a little.

But it still didn't dare to take it lightly. It didn't until it truly felt that the green dragon's breath had completely dissipated that it plucked up its courage and carefully floated towards Hua Yu.

After getting closer, Feng Mo came into close contact with the strange dark substance.

After just a few seconds, the other half of its body that had been severed began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye!
In fact, as long as Mofeng Qianren's power is still there, Fengmo will not die. Even if it is now in a half-broken state, it only needs a few days of recovery to be as good as new.

But now, this dark matter is actually repairing its body at an accelerated speed!
Not long after, not only did Fengmo's body recover, but even the huge sickle in its hand became even darker than ink, emitting bursts of creepy cold light, looking particularly eerie and terrifying.

The next second, Fengmo turned around and grinned at Huayu. His ferocious face seemed to express his joy.

"Has it been absorbed already?" Hua Yu frowned. The dark matter in the air was obviously not completely absorbed, not even a third of it was absorbed, but looking at Feng Mo's current appearance, it seemed that he could not absorb it anymore.

Seeing this, Hua Yu could only helplessly put it back into the vessel, and then sent the useless wind demon back.

Feng Zhoulong, who was waiting outside, asked Hua Yu about the result immediately after seeing Hua Yu come out.

Hua Yu smiled bitterly and said, "That guy only absorbed a little bit, and the rest is still stored here."

After hearing the result, Feng Zhoulong thought about it briefly and then figured it out.

"It should be because of the special nature of the creature, the Domain Spirit, and the fact that it can only absorb the power of darkness, that this result is caused."

Hua Yu couldn't help but nodded after hearing Feng Zhoulong's explanation.

"What are you going to do with the rest?" Feng Zhoulong asked.

Beijiang was killed by the other party, so the right to dispose of the remaining dark matter is also in Huayu's hands.

Even though many people came to Feng Zhoulong this morning and offered a high price to buy this ability, Feng Zhoulong remained unmoved. He only left the decision to Hua Yu.

"A friend of mine will come to your place in a few days. You can give this thing to him then." Hua Yu said as he handed the vessel to Feng Zhoulong.

"it is good!"
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ancient capital.

The city outside seemed particularly quiet and peaceful under the cover of night.

The eerie and terrifying undead spirits that once roamed around have disappeared.

This land is now a human world during the day and a paradise for the dead at night.

Even though there is no trace of a single dead soul outside the city at this moment, people still silently follow the ancient agreement and tacitly hand over this land to those beings between life and death.

Only a few magic hunters are still entering and leaving this land.

“Rustle, rustle~~~”

The sound of footsteps coming from near and far broke the silence.

As the moonlight shone, a silver-haired young man walked slowly forward, heading towards the depths of the land of the dead.

Although there are no undead outside the city, the depths of this undead zone is still where they move around at night.

But the strange thing was that the young man walked past the many undead spirits so easily, but not a single undead spirit attacked him.

The next moment, a figure holding a spear slowly walked towards them from a distance.

Seeing the person coming, the young man slowly stopped.

"Are you ready to come to us this time?"

A somewhat hoarse voice came from in front of him.

The young man nodded and said with a smile, "It's time to take you out for some exercise."

"where?"

"Northern Xinjiang!"

(End of this chapter)