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"The Soul Fire Magic Array can store a certain amount of memory. Can't we look for valuable information in it?"

Cromwell curled his lips, obviously not believing Feng Yu's words.

Cromwell imagined countless scenes when he saw the legendary Holy Sword of the Dead and the Holy Ring of the Dead, as well as the appearance of these two legendary magical equipment, but he just did not expect such a scene.

In the spacious underground hall, there are dozens of young researchers wearing magic-resistant leather armor who are concentrating around the soul fire magic circle. Among them, there are four tribes in Cattail City, but the most are elves.

These researchers are busy around five workstations.

With Cromwell's magical strength, he could easily tell that most of these scientific researchers were not magicians. They were not even magic apprentices, but ordinary people without any magic fluctuations.

What surprised Cromwell even more was the work tables surrounded by people. On each of these tables was a metal plate inlaid with a complex magic circle.

From the blue energy balls floating half a meter above these magic arrays, Cromwell could guess through perception that these energy balls were the legendary soul fire.

In other words, those magic arrays on the stage are the legendary soul fire arrays in the underworld.

"You are actually manufacturing soul fire arrays and soul fire in batches. Are you crazy? What on earth do you want to do?"

Feng Yu spread his hands: "Let's play, don't you think these blue soul fires are fun?"

"I have no time to joke with you." Cromwell's voice became louder with excitement.

Feng Yu gestured to the members of the mathematics team who were looking over, indicating that they should continue, and then said to Cromwell: "What is the fuss about is the fire of the soul? This thing cannot spread the plague of the undead, so what are you afraid of?"

"I just want to know what you want to do with soul fire.

Let me tell you, even if the soul created through soul fire is under your control now, when the high-level undead from the underworld appear, they will still be able to take away your control.

You wouldn’t be so naive as to think that the Holy Sword of the Dead and the Holy Ring of the Dead were gifts from the Lord of the Undead to Gerien.”

Feng Yu smiled: "You really think I'm stupid, but which of your eyes can see that we are making souls?"

Can't you feel that these soul fires don't have complete soul fluctuations?

I have already said that soul fire can store memory fragments. We are studying the storage application of soul fire, not what makes a soul.

High-level undead souls created through the soul fire magic circle, what is the difference between that and making undead?

We really want to mass-produce the souls of high-level undead. Do you think I can bring you here to see it?

If you don’t believe it, you can go and see if the soul fire is over. "

Feng Yu said, throwing a metal disc with two leather ropes to Cromwell.

Cromwell took the metal disc engraved with a complicated magic circle and was speechless for a long time.

"This thing is the legendary Holy Ring of the Dead, but it's too rough."

Cromwell thought to himself, could it be that the Lord of the Undead’s craftsmanship was just like this? This was too little.

"This is a prop that we imitated ourselves and has the function of the Holy Ring of the Dead. It is too laborious to make the ring shape, and we have to micro-carve it. It is convenient and affordable to make it into a large round piece."

Feng Yu said, putting his hands into the two leather ropes, fixing the metal disc in the palm of his hand, and then reached out to touch the soul fire.

Of course, he originally didn't need such a simple peripheral device to control the soul fire, but in order to prevent his ability from being leaked, he still put on the peripheral device honestly and restrained his hands. energy to avoid causing abnormal movements of the soul fire.

Cromwell didn’t even know what to say. Why did the high-end Holy Ring of the Dead that he promised turn into a belt like a shoe slipper?

Seeing Cromwell's appearance, Feng Yu said helplessly: "Okay, okay, wait."

As he spoke, he took out a gray metal box, opened it, took off the Holy Ring of the Dead fixed on the wooden board, and threw it to Cromwell.

Cromwell took it carefully and looked at the white gold ring with mysterious patterns and inscriptions in his hand.

"Sure enough, this is what epic level magic equipment should look like. Wait, this box."

Feng Yu knocked on his arm armor: "Don't look at it, there is a fine gold plating inside, which is specially designed to isolate the perception of mental power and prevent dark elements from converging on them. I am also afraid that they will cause trouble.

What I want is the Soul Fire Array that can only be obtained by combining these two pieces of equipment. I am not very fond of the two pieces of equipment themselves.

It's okay if it's all equipped. This thing is a magical equipment that ordinary people can use. "

Feng Yu saw Cromwell carefully holding the Holy Ring of the Dead, and looking at the Holy Sword of the Dead in the box with obsession, and said something else.

"It is indeed an epic level of magic equipment, it is indeed magical.

But you don’t need them anymore, why would you risk offending the Dragon Clan for them?”

"Old man, please think carefully about what you said. The Dragon Clan collects these powerful magical equipment from other planes in the name of protecting the plane, and they are not meant to be destroyed.

You can really trust them to hand over this thing that can create the undead plague."

"How about I save the waist? Don't worry, no one can snatch it from my hands."

Feng Yu fiercely snatched the Holy Ring of the Dead from the old man's hand, pressed it back into the depression of the wooden board in the box, and closed the box with a click.

"You have to take a look. If you look too much, it will get stuck in your eyes and you won't be able to dig it out."

Cromwell: "You're really quick with your hands. Can I see the Soul Fire Array?"

"No problem," Feng Yu said, leading Cromwell to a stage.

Only then did Cromwell realize that this stage was different from the stage surrounded by scientific researchers. The soul fire array placed on it actually had a gold base.

"This is the soul fire magic array we got in the Golden City. It has created a large number of undead. It is the most suitable for your research. Don't worry about it and do whatever you want."

Cromwell: ""

"Is this any different from the ones they were playing around with?" Cromwell pointed to the soul fire magic arrays surrounding a group of scientific researchers on the stage.

"Actually, it's not that different. We are studying other things, and even if you tell me, you won't understand."

"Then I want to see those." Cromwell was not stupid.

"Here is a simplified version of what they are studying. You can understand it before talking about it."

"After all, I am also a magic saint, and I have magic equipment that I can't understand." Cromwell muttered, putting the leather palm watch on his hand and reaching out to the floating soul fire.