This was the first time he saw a way to convert the energy used by killing intent into energy.
Apart from some unspeakable Mystery power, most of the time, the conversion of energy was in accordance with relative conservation.
The desire to kill could be considered as a kind of thought. What kind of mechanism was it to convert a powerful thought into a controllable energy? Could this be considered a conservation of energy?
Angor had only heard of such cases before. Demon worshippers gained power through faith. Faith was also a kind of thought, but the power of faith gained by worshippers was nothing more than a benefit given by a demon.
It was completely different from the effect of the energy furnace.
How could thoughts be converted into power that could affect the material world?
Angor didn't have high hopes for the energy furnace before. But now, he was more than happy to see what it could do.
Due to its effect on the intellect, the drive furnace might not be able to be used on normal humans, but some of the characteristics it displayed were very worthy of research.
"What do you think of the energy furnace, Mister Shava?" Boiling Gentleman asked.
"Massacre as the spring, nightmares as the source, and it can continuously bring you the best power. It's perfect." Angor nodded. In the past, Walloon's strength was probably slightly weaker than the strength he displayed in the first battle. With the strength he displayed in the first battle alone, he definitely wouldn't be able to deal with the next three battles. However, under the influence of the power furnace, Walloon was able to easily break through the ring. Furthermore, as his killing intent increased, his condition was always at its peak. From this, it could be seen that the power of the power furnace was fully displayed.
Boiling Gentleman was also excited by Angor's praise. He kept talking about all the advantages of the energy furnace.
Angor wondered if he should use this chance to ask about the energy furnace's crafting method.
Asking Boiling Gentleman to give him a furnace for research purposes was unrealistic. Apart from whether Boiling Gentleman was willing to give it to him, the energy furnace itself already had traces of interference from its creator.
In other words, Boiling Gentleman's personal imprint on the furnace meant that no one could use it, let alone study it.
Therefore, it was better to ask about the crafting method. But whether or not to ask, and how to ask, were difficult questions for him right now.
Boiling Gentleman suddenly stopped talking about the energy furnace's advantages and narrowed his eyes. "Huh?"
"Your Excellency Shava, I originally wanted to continue showing more of the power furnace's functions, but something happened outside. It seems that we have to leave early."
Small situation? Angor had no idea what was going on, but he still nodded.
Boiling Gentleman stretched out his bandaged hand and covered his face. Following the eerie laughter, everything around them changed.
The glowing ring below shattered, and the black mist seemed to be swept up by a gale, all of it surging into Boiling Gentleman's body.
As the fog entered, the "mummy" appearance that Boiling Gentleman originally revealed gradually disappeared, and it once again entered the invisible state.
By the time the black fog had completely disappeared, they had already left the Dark Dream Space and returned to the laboratory below the dome.
Before he could release his spirit feelers, he sensed a strong gust of wind coming at him from the front.
He had been keeping his guard up ever since he entered the garden, so he quickly noticed where the attack came from.
The power of the attack was not strong, and a simple defensive spell was enough to block it. However, since they were in the territory of nightmare creatures, Angor did not want to use any wizardry spells unless necessary. Instead of constructing a spell model, he activated the green tattoo in his right eye.
As soon as the green tattoo representing Forcefield was activated, the gust of wind was deflected away.
With that done, Angor glanced at the direction where the gust of wind came from.
Looking at it with the naked eye, it was empty.
But in the perspective of his mental power, he saw a transparent snot monster hiding in a blind spot of the workbench. Like plasticine, it curled its body and hid behind a metal cup, trying to hide its body.
"Huh? A Void Traveler?" Angor was surprised to see another Void Traveler here.
He heard some cracking noises behind him. When he looked back, he saw Boiling Gentleman releasing a large number of tentacles made of black fog. These tentacles were wriggling madly in the laboratory.
Not long after, these tentacles slowly floated in the air, and at the end of each tentacle was a transparent Void Traveler.
Like kites, the twelve Void Travelers were raised by the tentacles and displayed to the public.
Angor looked at the group of Void Travellers and thought of something. He then looked at the transparent tube on one side of the laboratory.
The door of the tube was tightly closed earlier. Now, the door was opened by a small crack.
Come to think of it, these Void Travelers were the group that had been locked in the transparent tube before, and now they had sneaked out through the gap.
However, how did the door of the transparent pipe open?
He saw the obvious damage on the workbench from the corner of his eye and compared it with the damage on the pipe door. He quickly understood what happened.
Perhaps the red light released by Walloon accidentally scratched the door of the tube, which allowed the Void Travellers to escape.
Angor glanced at the golden birdcage beside him when he realized what was going on.
Previously, when Boiling Gentleman was capturing Void Travelers, the area near the birdcage was the place with the highest number of Void Travelers.
It was easy to deduce that the group of Void Travelers had finally escaped, but they had not fled. They were still lingering around the birdcage. They probably wanted to save the fatter version of their kind.
Unfortunately, there was a strange force around the birdcage set up by Seething Gentleman. With the weak strength of the Void Traveler, it was impossible for him to break the birdcage.
Besides, the puppy was right next to the birdcage.
While thinking, he suddenly noticed something strange.
The puppy seemed to desire the Void Traveller in the birdcage. But strangely, the puppy didn't care about the Void Travellers captured by Boiling Gentleman at all. It didn't even look at them.
Obviously, the only Void Traveler the spotted dog wanted was the fatter version in the birdcage. It was not interested in the others.
But why?
He couldn't help but look at the Void Traveler in the cage again.
What's so special about this guy?
Apart from being fatter, he didn't look any different from other Void Travellers.
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