Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

In this world, apart from the magic power of the soul, what power is there that can make an ordinary stone break the boundary between fantasy and reality..."

"...yes...you are very wise...a soul..."

"...so...how many souls are needed to make this thing..."

Wang Xuebin's voice was not loud, but it frightened Nicole May to tremble. After trembling for a long time, he said slowly:

"...a lot of..."

"How much is a lot?"

"...At least...100 million..."

"..."

Chapter 526 A Sudden Invitation

"At least 100 million"

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To be honest, even though Wang Xuebin had already made some preparations in his heart, when he really heard this huge number, he was still shocked from the inside out!

What is the concept of 100 million?

Even if it is to kill a person every ten seconds, it will take a full 110 days, 24 hours a day, without sleeping or resting, without eating or drinking.

Not to mention 100 million human lives, just say 100 million corpses, all spread out, can fully cover 140 standard football fields

Wang Xuebin asked himself that he was definitely not a good person. In the past world, he had also killed people wantonly because of war or revenge.

But even if he traveled through so many worlds, the lives he killed directly or directly or indirectly were nothing more than that

"Did you do it all yourself?"

To be honest, looking at this frail little old man in front of him, who might die suddenly with a bang at any moment.

No matter what, Wang Xuebin couldn't imagine Nicole May's fierce face, when he slaughtered millions of lives by himself.

You know, 100 million people is not 100 million pigs!

Even if one million pigs are killed by hand, it is by no means an easy task, not to mention the group of living ones who can talk, communicate, have emotions, and resist

Witnessing the withering of life is an irreversible damage to one's own soul!

People who have experienced this kind of injury, even Wang Xuebin, who has an extraordinary nerve and will, cannot get rid of the deep-rooted sequelae!

When looking at people, I always unconsciously think about how to counteract if the opponent attacks me, or how to kill the opponent in the shortest time if the opponent is an enemy!

Whenever I see Bai Nen's neck, I always want to go up and pinch it. Whenever I see a new life, I will always feel bored, and I will either retreat or feel a sense of destruction.

Wang Xuebin knows the reasons for these problems and has enough willpower to restrain them, but even so, he will find a place to vent his vigorous energy from time to time.

Or go to the laboratory to create and study some interesting weapon toys, or squat in the kitchen, making various dishes and pastries non-stop.

Or, simply find a desolate world, use martial arts, magic and other great powers to vent wanton destruction, and play with the real Minecraft!

Countless weapons, magical artifacts, food, and drink in his space are all saved up bit by bit.

He really wanted to know how Nicole May, without his ability to get out of the environment anytime and anywhere, adjusted his mentality?

From his body, Wang Xuebin couldn't see any traces of the massacre that killed Yingye.

"I"

Nicole May opened his mouth, his face full of pain and remorse, but Wang Xuebin didn't intend to interrupt or intervene in the slightest. He raised his brows lightly, watched him with calm eyes, and listened patiently to his answer.

"I'm not enough!"

Finally, Nicole May still couldn't calmly face what he had done, curled up, panted heavily, hoarse, and said with empty eyes:

"What you want to know is only how the Philosopher's Stone is made. Everything else is not important, is it?"

As he spoke, he leaned on the ground with his hands, stood up slowly, and walked to the alchemy platform with staggering steps.

Lifting up the "Book of Abraham" with both hands, throwing it in front of Wang Xuebin, panting heavily, and said loudly:

"I have studied this book for 600 years, and I have only scratched the surface of it. From now on, it is yours. Including the method of making the Philosopher's Stone, he has everything you want!

cough cough ~~"

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the Sorcerer's Stone on the ground again, coughed heavily, swallowed hard, and said in a hoarse voice:

"As for the Philosopher's Stone, I will also send a letter to Albus for your research and use. As for what kind of results you can research, it's up to you."

With that said, he looked at Wang Xuebin who raised his eyebrows again, nodded slightly, and did not refuse, and said in a deep voice:

"However, I have to remind you not to be too obsessed with the Philosopher's Stone, otherwise, you will sink into what it creates, unable to extricate yourself

It's an evil and terrible thing"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin frowned slightly, shook his head lightly, picked up the gold pot weighing about twenty catties with one hand, and threw it back into his storage space.

"Evil and terrible have always been people's endless, isn't it?

How much waves can a stone without thought turn over?

It’s just that generations have suffered”

"maybe"

When Nicole May heard Wang Xuebin's words, he didn't make any more excuses, but just took a deep look at him, sighed softly, and said:

"I sincerely hope that you will not repeat my mistakes, take me as a warning, and use this stone correctly.

Listening to me talking so much, I think you are tired too, go to rest early"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin nodded slightly, stood up, patted his dust-free buttocks, and asked softly:

"Where are you going? Do you need me to give you a ride?"

"no need!"

Nicolas shook his head, pointed to the sheepskin book on the ground, and said in a tired tone:

"I just want to be here alone for a while, take this book and go to bed early

As for Dumbledore, I'll explain it to him."