[Actually, I feel very uncomfortable with strong people who kill everywhere. Well, maybe Salin will in the future, but I remember a saying — extreme hardness is easy to break, extreme strength is humiliation. A modest gentleman is as gentle as jade. Contradiction, contradiction, tomorrow at four.]
"Strong people have to attack!" Neris's voice reverberated on the ice. The spear had already been switched to her other arm. She had four arms, so even if one was broken, it wouldn't affect her fighting.
This was thanks to Salin's training. When Salin used the family badge to train his spiritual power, he always pulled Neris to share the pain. Neris had already adapted to the pain. The pain of her arm being broken into several pieces was nothing compared to the various negative statuses after using the badge.
Neris had never been so confident. Killing the White Bear King with a single spear had displayed the violent characteristics of her demonic bloodline.
The Water Golem's heart was also extremely shaken. This time, he wanted to obtain his true self and asked Salin to give him a surname, because he didn't want to disappear. But Neris's behavior made him feel an indescribable fear.
If Neris died, she wouldn't be able to resurrect like him. But Neris's fighting style just now was definitely disregarding her own life and death.
Strong people have to attack. He had plotted against many level-nine magic beasts, but facing the siege of five white bears, he had already turned into a pool of water and laid on the ground, not planning to attack again. Because if he attacked again, his body wouldn't be able to bear the backlash of the strange Crystal Finger magic, which would inevitably cause damage.
"Lawson, if you want to become a human, if you want Master to admit that you're not a puppet, you have to be like me, in the face of danger, don't retreat!" Neris roared as he rushed towards the remaining five white bears.
A bit of green liquid on the ground shook violently. All the water elements on the Water Golem's body quickly gathered together, about to cooperate with Neris to attack the remaining five white bears.
The Water Golem was moved by Neris's words. He didn't want to lose his senses, didn't want to lose his past, but if he didn't admit it for Salin, what was the point?
At this time, something unexpected happened. The remaining five white bears suddenly slapped the ice with their giant paws, creating a huge hole in the solid ice, and then jumped in.
Fleeing without fighting, these five white bears didn't have the demeanor of a level-nine creature at all.
This was something that rarely happened on land. Even if a magical beast of the ninth rank was heavily injured, it would still fight to the death with its enemy. Although these white bears were powerful, they were social creatures. Once the three Bear Kings died, they no longer had the will to fight and slyly escaped.
Neris was a little regretful. There were still more than a dozen Undead waiting for the white bear. But even if these Undead sneak attacked, they could at most kill one white bear. They could never kill all the prey.
What she regretted was not this, but the fact that the water puppet had been provoked by her into a head-on battle. In the end, the five polar bears had run away, and her plan to severely injure the water puppet had failed.
There was nothing wrong with the strong attacking. Only in this way could one cultivate a powerful aura and strength. Their hearts would also become stronger and stronger, which was extremely beneficial to their future development. But if the Water Golem didn't have the Crystal Finger skill, it would only have the battle prowess of a magician of the eighth rank. For a magician of the eighth rank to face a group of magical beasts of the ninth rank, there was nothing to be ashamed of.
Even a powerhouse like Joey would choose to flee in the face of an undefeatable enemy.
If they met an enemy and fought to the death, then the magician would almost die. A magician's magic string was limited. The number of magic spells that could be released within a fixed time determined that a magician could not fight for a long time like a Sword Saint.
Unfortunately, I paid the price of an arm! Neris cursed in her heart. She returned to the form of a little devil and ignored the water puppet. Instead, she commanded the devils to dig out the magic cores of the eleven white bears.
The water puppet was overwhelmed by Neris' aura. After returning to its human form, it did not compete with Neris for the spoils of war.
The skull of the white bear was terrifyingly hard. The devils used many methods, but they could not cut it open. The equipment they carried were all magic weapons. They tried one after another, but there was nothing they could do to the skull of the white bear.
These white bears often used their teeth to attack their targets. Their targets were powerful creatures in the sea. If they attacked at close range, their heads would be easily attacked. If the skull was not hard enough, these white bears would even have problems eating. On the periphery of the Frozen Sea, the magical beasts always had a similar structure, which was stronger than the special equipment refined by most alchemists on the Myers Continent.
Neris was so angry at the intelligence of the devils that she had to do it herself. She collected the bodies of the white bears, and then, one by one, she cut the bear skin with her nails and peeled it, revealing the skull inside.
Then, Neris skillfully disassembled the skull of the white bear, put her hand into the brain, and removed the magic core.
Neris's hand reached into the skull of the white bear. The water puppet watched from the side and was very convinced of Neris's ability. The body of the white bear was more than ten meters, and the diameter of the skull was close to two meters. Neris easily disassembled it, and there was no sound between the bones.
This method of disassembling the bones and cutting the fascia were related to Neris's powerful observation. She had never encountered such a white bear, but what she did was as if she had practiced it thousands of times. The fascia of the white bear was also extremely tough. Neris gently cut with her tiny nails, and the skull of the white bear was silently disintegrated.
Ordinary mid-level magical beasts would be disintegrated into pieces in front of Neris's nails.
Neris's face showed joy. In the skull of this white bear, the capacity of the brain was extremely small, but the magic core was very large. This seemed to be a characteristic of the creatures near the Frozen Sea. The magic core was several times larger than that of the creatures in other seas.
What made Neris even more happy was that there were four magic cores in the skull of this white bear!
Neris took out the magic cores of the white bear one by one. The magic cores of the three white bear kings were the same size, and the other white bears had at least one magic core that was smaller.
The four magic cores had different attributes, and they were very pure. They were almost the best level nine magic cores Neris had ever seen. As for the size, each one was half a meter in diameter. The white bear's skull was almost occupied by the magic cores. If it weren't for the special bones of the white bear, and the big hole under the skull, it would be difficult to take out these magic cores.
The magic cores of magical beasts rarely had a single attribute. This white bear had four magic cores, and the attributes were clearly distinguished. For a mage, this kind of single-attribute magic core was not suitable for cultivation, but suitable for fierce battles.
Good stuff, good stuff. Neris's eyes flickered as he turned his back to the water puppet.
Damn water puppet, without him, I really want to keep these magic cores for myself. Forget it, when I find the graveyard of the one-horned white whale, I will have plenty of opportunities to make a move.
Master is too generous. He is willing to give out everything. I have to secretly save some. In case Master fails in the Myers Continent in the future, I can run to the Demonic Plane to start again. Following Rex, there will be many terrifying enemies. I have to manage the house for Master.
The water puppet didn't think about this. In addition to being convinced by Neris, it was also thinking about what Neris said just now. The strong should take the initiative to attack.
The five white bears underwater were besieged by a dozen undead. Among them, the soul fires of four undead suddenly dissipated, and their bodies melted in the seawater. The area within a radius of about two miles became extremely toxic because of the self-disintegration of the undead.
The level-nine white bears were creatures on the floating ice and didn't breathe in the water. Their reaction to the undead poison was slower. The strong poison seeped into their hair and skin. By the time they felt the existence of the poison, the undead poison had already entered their blood.
The ancient warship approached at this time, and the dragon skeleton warship also approached the ice layer. After collecting the magic cores, Neris put the corpses into the bracelet. The earlier the magic cores were taken out, the purer they were. Unless it was a creature above level-twelve, the magic cores would be contaminated in the brain of a magical beast.
The five white bears were poisoned, but they didn't slow down. They desperately fled to the north.
"Lawson, come back." Salin realized that the white bears had escaped, and the water puppet wanted to chase after them. He hurriedly shouted from the dragon skeleton warship. Salin actually heard Neris's words. At that time, he was already one and a half miles away. Neris's voice was too loud, and it traveled more than one and a half miles.
Back then, Neris was the incarnation of a demonic god. The powerful pressure made all creatures below level-nine flee far away. There were no magical beasts within a dozen miles.
Most of the time, the magical beasts in the sea would conceal their auras to make it easier to hunt. Once they emitted a powerful aura, they would be on the surface. Do not approach this area.
Salin knew Neris too well. Only he understood what she meant when she provoked the water puppet. Neris seemed to be dissatisfied with the water puppet. If he didn't stop her, the water puppet would be killed by Neris sooner or later. To Neris, it wasn't a big deal if the water puppet died again. After all, it could be repaired after returning to the Unity of Gods.
But Salin really wanted to know if the water puppet would become a person with a soul in the end. To a Magician, this was more important than whether the water puppet was loyal.
After passing level-ten, Magicians would start to come into contact with the mysteries of the soul. Knowledge about the soul was rarely passed down, and everyone had a different understanding of the soul. If he could personally witness the birth of a soul, Salin believed that there would be no obstacles for him to advance to level-ten.
The strong would attack? What bullsh * t theory was that? That was a lie. The strong could only become strong after surviving to the end.
However, he could not expose Nelis. His line of magic inheritance had always been advancing and not retreating. The water puppet's magic came from him. If he didn't have enough perseverance, the water puppet might not be able to advance after he advanced. From the moment it had a name, the water puppet's cultivation depended on itself.
Without a magic string puppet and a Magician, Lawson's future would be extremely difficult.
"Master!" Neris flew up to the dragon skeleton warship with a smile. She took out a huge magic core and hugged it in her arms. "See? We're rich this time! "
"You …" Salin sighed. "Keep it for yourself. Cut it for me when you're free."
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