Chen Zhao could feel that there was a core in the shadow.
The core should be the Foundation Stone. The Foundation Stone was a mana source.
As long as Chen Zhao activated Dark Shadow, the Foundation Stone would replace him and provide mana for Dark Shadow.
"Samuel," Chen Zhao asked, "does the Dark Shadow ability have stronger effects when the shadow is bigger?"
"No, you can think of the Dark Shadow as a fixed volume of water. Standing there, you can see the shadow as the entrance. At night, you can use your magic to expand the entrance infinitely, but at the same time, it also means that the Dark Serum inside is scattered."
Samuel jumped onto Chen Zhao's shadow. Instantly, Chen Zhao's Dark Shadow was activated.
It wasn't Chen Zhao, but Samuel.
Under Samuel's control, the Dark Serum in the shadows continued to gush upwards.
The Dark Origin Liquid converged into an incomparably sharp blade.
The blade sliced across the ground and hit the nearby tree. The tree was immediately cut.
Chen Zhao also tried to extract the Dark Serum. This step was easy.
But the next step was to condense the Dark Serum into a blade like Samuel. It was very difficult.
The main difference was that the blade Chen Zhao condensed wasn't sharp at all.
He followed Samuel's example and shot the blade at the tree.
In the end, the blade collapsed into Dark Serum and flowed back into Dark Shadow.
"Why can't I condense it into a sharp blade like you? Is there a trick? "
"There's no trick. It's determined by your personality," Samuel said. "Your heart is calm right now. There's no murderous intent. The Dark Serum will reflect your inner state."
"So you mean I can never do what you did?"
Chen Zhao felt that Samuel's move of condensing the Dark Serum into a blade was quite cool.
"There are many ways to use the Dark Serum. You can even treat it like a swamp like you did with the minotaur yesterday."
Samuel's body slowly sank into the Dark Serum. Chen Zhao hurried forward, wanting to pull him up.
But Samuel had already sunk completely. After a while, he floated up again.
But Samuel had already come up with the Foundation Stone.
"Huh? This isn't a Foundation Stone. It's a Foundation Treasure."
"What Foundation Treasure? Isn't it a Foundation Stone? "
"Do you know about the Mutant Gods?"
"I don't know. Don't talk about religion with me."
"Do you think I'll tell you that?"
"Then what about this Mutant God? Just hearing it makes me panic."
"The so-called Mutant Gods are just powerful Mutants. They exist in both Hell and the human world." "For example, the one your subordinates brought yesterday morning. He used sacrifices to obtain the power of the Mutant God. No matter how many of his limbs the princess and the others eat, as long as they don't kill him in one go, he will continue to obtain power from the Mutant God."
"Won't that foreign god whose power is constantly being drained by Akiro be drained dry?"
"If it's continuous, of course it will, but the Alien Gods aren't that stupid. When they feel their power draining away, they will definitely cut off the connection."
"In that case, what does this have to do with the foundation stone, no, I should say the foundation treasure?"
"Normal Foundation Stones are made from a witch's magic source. There's a similar method in Hell, which uses the demonic power of some demons. But this is different. It's made from the Mutant God's power source."
"Mutant Gods should be very powerful, right? Can someone make them into a foundation treasure? "
"They're just rare, but that doesn't mean they're powerful."
"Isn't having the title of God awesome?"
"You can pretend to be someone else's God if you disguise yourself … Ah, right … Go pretend and trick some believers."
Chen Zhao rolled his eyes at Samuel. "That's a dangerous thought."
Nevertheless, Chen Zhao understood what Samuel meant.
In other words, these so-called Mutant Gods might not be as omnipotent as imagined.
They were just packaged and then used to pretend to be Gods.
Or they were unintentionally treated as Gods by others.
"Why do Princess and the others like it so much?"
"Because for demons or mixed-blood demons, it's an unparalleled delicacy. It's also very precious."
"You don't look interested at all."
"I have a few hundred Mutants in captivity."
Forget it. I can't talk to rich people.
They talked about what's delicious here.
The other guy just said, "I have a specialized farm."
How can I continue?
"Then you should have a foundation treasure too, right?"
"The mutants in my territory are all meat. I just cut off a piece of meat every few days and they can recover quickly, but they're too weak. They're not suitable for making foundation treasures."
Chen Zhao continued to practice Dark Shadow. The amount of Dark Serum was fixed. The size of the Dark Shadow meant the density of the serum.
If the Dark Shadow covered the entire Mirror Lake, then the density of the Dark Serum would become very small.
Similarly, if the area of the Dark Shadow was very small, then the density of the Dark Essence would be very high.
Chen Zhao developed another method. He used the serum to block bullets.
Chen Zhao specially made a skeleton soldier and had it shoot him with a machine gun.
At first, Chen Zhao was a bit scared and kept some distance.
However, after trying it out, he realized that his worries were unnecessary.
As long as the serum's density was high enough, Chen Zhao would be like an indestructible iron wall.
Of course, it wasn't impossible to break through it.
To put it bluntly, the Darkness Original Fluid was actually a high-density liquid.
Chen Zhao could control the liquid and change it as he wished.
But the serum still had its own threshold. It was just higher than normal liquids, but it didn't mean that it was indestructible.
Chen Zhao didn't dare to guarantee that the wall he'd created with the serum could block a sniper rifle.
"Mr. Chen, are you home?" Nat called.
"I'm here."
"We made a set of clothes for Princess and … your cat. Is it convenient for you to try them on?"
"Yes, come over."
A while later, Nat, Tris, and Cooper arrived.
The other two assistants, Vivien and Jabari, also came.
Ever since that day, Brighton hadn't appeared again.
They didn't know where he was, but they were sure that he wasn't happy at all.
But it was as if nothing had happened. No one seemed to care where Brighton went.
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