Casting spells

"That's right! Who are you? Or who do you think you are?" Luke led the topic with great interest.

He could feel that the intelligence of the puppet in front of him should not have been so low. Maybe it was due to lack of communication and communication, or maybe it was unable to overcome strong primitive instincts and desires. Into this strange appearance.

"who are you?"

Without knowing how to answer, the puppet asked the same rhetorical question.

No need to ask, he knew that his wisdom potential was being awakened rapidly, and he even temporarily gave up his plan to continue the attack, stopping when he was less than ten meters away from the target.

"I'm Luke, a traveler interested in lost knowledge." The boy answered calmly.

"Luke?" The puppet tilted its head as if thinking about something, and then continued to ask after a while, "Is this your name?"

"Yes! That's my name. It's the name given to me by the tribal elders who raised me up." Luke smiled and nodded.

Seeing this scene, the few survivors in the distance who were trapped in place by the net of dark red viscous material couldn't help opening their mouths, unable to believe what they saw with their own eyes.

Because in their eyes, this murderer who killed countless companions is a deformed, twisted, cruel, and bloodthirsty monster. He should not and cannot have wisdom at all, let alone communicate.

But now, Luke, who possessed a powerful spellcasting ability and was regarded by them as the only one capable of fighting against it, started talking to the monster in an unintelligible language.

"He... what is he doing?" A man wrapped in a red viscous substance into a cocoon couldn't help asking his companion who was close at hand.

The latter smiled wryly and shook his head: "How would I know. That child has a different way of thinking from all of us. Maybe he can convince the monster to let us go."

"Let us go? Are you kidding me! That damned monster killed half of us, including the guide and leader. Right now, even if we leave the forest alive, we won't be able to find the right way in the endless desert, There is no way to remember the places where supplies and rest can be carried out. Don’t be naive, we have lost our future and our qualifications to live.” An elderly man spoke the cruel reality bitterly.

His words were like some kind of terrible curse, instantly causing every survivor present to look desperate.

It is so difficult to live in this doomsday world, and often an unexpected encounter can make the originally seemingly strong team fall apart in a short period of time.

However, the life and death of the team members is obviously not a concern of Luke.

At this moment, he was carefully observing the connection position of the puppet's drive and countless limbs, and asked meaningfully: "Did you put these limbs on yourself?"

"Yes!" The puppet nodded without thinking.

"Why? Why did you put so many hands and feet on yourself?" Luke continued to test.

"Because they can make me stronger! Hunting! Then evolve! I... want to have a real soul." The puppet raised its head, eyes full of extreme desire.

Shocked!

An indescribable feeling surged in Luke's heart.

He dared to swear that he had never seen such scalp-numbing persistence and desire.

Will, usually refers to a living body's views or thoughts on things, and it is also the driving force for putting it into practice.

If an ordinary person's desire to live is one, then this puppet's desire to obtain a complete soul is one thousand.

"Can you...can you give me all the flesh and internal organs? You are very powerful. If I swallow you, I will definitely be able to regain my life." The puppet slowly stretched out one of its strongest arms, trying to touch the boy's face.

But unfortunately, before it got close, Luke decisively cast a spell, separating the two with an energy stance.

He stretched out a finger, smiled and shook in front of the other party: "No, no, no, I will not give you my blood, internal organs, and even my soul. On the contrary, I may give you another Choice, a choice that does not have to kill, but can also obtain a complete soul. But the premise is that you have to tell you how you became what you are now, and how to awaken your self-awareness? Most importantly, What secrets are hidden in the ruins of this ancient city!"

"Soul! Give me a whole soul! Immediately! Immediately!"

As if the puppet had been stimulated by something, his emotions suddenly became intense, and his aggressiveness rose from basically zero to the highest in an instant.

If it wasn't for a force field blocking it, it would definitely rush up immediately.

The first thousand and 330 chapters and six tricks

"Primitive, impulsive, irritable, irritable... You are like a special individual hovering on the edge of intelligent life and beasts. You never know what restraint is, and you only greedily use violence to get it."

After confirming that the bionic puppet would not be able to break through the protection of the force field for a while, Luke's tense nerves relaxed a little, and he directly pointed out the embarrassing situation of the other party.

This guy who somehow gave birth to self-awareness, because of the incomplete soul, has no way to control his emotions, and even the strong desire in his subconscious.

It's not that he doesn't want to control, but that the most important part of his soul is missing.

"Give me! Give me your complete soul! Give me your blood and internal organs!" The puppet seemed to have heard nothing, still screaming with two blood-red eyes.

Because he didn't realize, and never felt, what a complete soul looks like, let alone understand that no matter what kind of life, it needs a mechanism of self-restraint and self-management.

Only in this way can this life be a complete intelligent life.

Luke sighed slightly, and said in a rather helpless tone: "Well, it seems that I have two choices right now, one is to help you obtain a complete soul first, and then we can communicate slowly; the other is to subdue the soul first. You, slowly torture the information I want to get. Believe me, although you are a puppet, you don’t have pain nerves, and you won’t die easily, but I have a way to make you feel the pain, the pain from the deepest part of your soul.”

The voice just fell!

With lightning speed, he took out a silver badge from his pocket and instantly activated the spell stored inside.

In the blink of an eye, the puppet, which was full of divine energy, wrapped the puppet and began to heal the large and small wounds and scars on its body.

Undoubtedly, this move not only stunned the puppet, but even the team members who were fixed on the ground by the red viscous substance showed incredible expressions.

No one can understand how a rational and normal person can use healing magic items on the enemy.

But the next second...

The originally silent forest suddenly seemed to be awakened again. Countless vines were like snakes, instantly attacking the puppets who were being treated with holy energy.

Not just vines!

Followed by countless towering trees, as well as magical plants with various strange abilities.

Obviously, these plants were stimulated by the sacred energy just now, to be precise, they captured the signs of the existence of non-plant life.

After all, the reason why the puppet can move freely in this forest without being attacked is that its soul is incomplete, between life and non-life.

But now, the sacred energy is acting on the unknown viscous substances in its body, for this activated forest, it is like a torch and a bright light in the dark.

"what did you do to me?!!!"

The puppet is like a flexible grasshopper, constantly jumping and dodging under the attacks of vines and ancient trees, its distorted face is full of shock.

With his current IQ, he couldn't understand the ingenious use of magic energy at all, but he was full of fear in his heart when he encountered such a dense and crazy attack all at once.

"It's nothing, a little trick that most spellcasters know. You think you are powerful, so you like to get what you desire through killing and plundering? No! You are wrong! You are weak, so weak that I don't even You need to do it yourself, and you can easily die. I know that the viscous substance in your body that has swallowed countless blood, internal organs and souls is actually the life energy you intend to use to reshape the body. If you take all this energy What about running out? Can you repair a broken limb?"

When he said this, Luke had a playful smile on his face.

Observation is a very important talent.

People without this talent often cannot discover the hidden details no matter how many times they read it, let alone deduce the corresponding results from the details.