Chapter 432: Controlling [Painted Skin]; Controlling [Girl]

"So that's why. No wonder these abilities are called 'God's Skills'. They are created from myths and born from myths... The truth of history is sometimes hidden in the name!"

Lu Yuan counted with his fingers and thought for a while: "So, there are three ways to create God's Skills at present. The first is to create them by force like the gear civilization. However, the functions of this God's Skills are relatively general."

"The second is to sacrifice mythical equipment. Perhaps the God's Skills may be quite powerful."

"The third is to split other God's Skills."

The conch said: "So those on you are actually the legacy of the predecessors?"

"It shouldn't be. Find an opportunity to cheat the mirror [Demon]... That old guy must know a lot." Lu Yuan sighed softly.

Looking at the [Painted Skin] in the Green Paradise again, after being controlled, it kept shaking its head and muttering complex syllables.

The bloody mouth on its body opened one after another, and the whole body expanded a lot.

The soul of [Painted Skin] recovered a lot from its weak state and became more condensed.

However, another red light, like a tight hoop, lingered in the depths of its soul.

"Did it succeed?"

"No, it succeeded, but it didn't... I said, this kind of natural disaster-level anomaly is not so easy to conquer once and for all."

Lu Yuan studied it for a long time and sighed: "It is slowly devouring the energy of 'control'. My investment of 400 spiritual rhymes is equivalent to becoming its food... Damn, isn't this an ability created for [Monsters]?!"

He was a little anxious.

Once the energy of these 400 spiritual rhymes is devoured by [Painted Skin], maybe... it will escape and run away.

Of course, it is not a complete failure.

Because that red light does constrain [Painted Skin], which means it is obedient for the time being.

"Use the light curtain spiritual language." Lu Yuan gave orders.

[Painted Skin] was unmoved and continued to talk to itself. Those hundreds of mouths uttered unknown syllables together, spreading a quiet and absurd sign language.

It was laughing at Lu Yuan's overestimation of his own abilities.

The strange big mouths showed sharp teeth, as if cursing.

One day, it will devour Lu Yuan's soul and everything in the world!

"Use the light curtain spiritual words!" Lu Yuan's pupils glowed red, reinforcing the order.

The red light deep in the soul of [Painted Skin] also shone.

This time, the ferocious beast seemed to have severe pain, and had no choice but to utter a complex syllable.

[妦! ]

A thin luminous structure like a soap bubble appeared in the grassland.

The light curtain spiritual words, a precious means of defense, also consumes a lot of energy.

All of a sudden, [Painted Skin] was a little depressed.

The conch hurriedly controlled the poppy tree to absorb the energy of this spiritual word, so that it could make corresponding protective runes in the future.

However, after this order, the red light lingering in the depths of the soul of the painted skin dimmed a lot. [Painted Skin] also became more honest, just lying there motionless.

Lu Yuan thought: "If I don't order [Painted Skin], it will consume this energy very slowly and will be in a long-term stable state..."

"But if I force the order, the consumption of this control energy will be very fast. But before it is completely consumed, it will still be barely obedient."

"It must be charged frequently, no wonder the energy consumed by 'control' is so low."

"A mere 400 spiritual charms can make it obedient for a short time, which is definitely a targeted ability. Even a level 6 bug needs one or two hundred!"

Lu Yuan always felt that he had discovered some major secrets...

What happened after creating the civilization of "control" and controlling the [monster] as huge as a planet? Is the epoch disaster over?

What is the name of that civilization? Are they still alive?

There are too many stories that have been lost in the long river of history.

However, Lu Yuan always felt a little awkward in his heart because he could not conquer a [monster] once and for all, so he could only take this opportunity to do a small experiment and force this guy to self-harm, but it failed.

"Can't self-harm? This backdoor has restrictions."

Let it eat rabbits - it worked.

Let it use "Light Curtain Spiritual Words" continuously - it worked.

After using it three times in a row, only a little bit of red light remained in the soul of [Painted Skin] before it stopped.

At this time, [Painted Skin] was already a little disobedient, twisting on the ground like a worm, and the mouths all over its body began to mutter again.

Lu Yuan was too lazy to pay attention to it, anyway, it wouldn't lose a piece of meat if he was scolded.

The personal secretary, Miss Conch, made an experimental summary: "The orders given to the [Monster] are very limited. It has a high resistance and will not do it if it cannot do it. It is not like other creatures that will go crazy if it cannot do it."

"The spiritual energy just produced is about 102.5 spiritual rhyme... and you invested 400 spiritual rhyme."

"So the ratio of input to output is 4:1."

"The other 300 spiritual rhyme was quietly swallowed by it and used to repair itself."

"The more you invest, the more it will gain. In the end, one day, it will grow to the point where it cannot be "controlled."

"Now, 300 spiritual rhyme is not dangerous."

"That's not the case. Your Excellency may have underestimated a [demon]. 300 auras may only be able to repair one of its mouths."

Lu Yuan nodded in agreement: "Well, there is always a feeling of drinking poison to quench thirst... The civilization that created the 'control' may have no choice but to fall into this death spiral. That [demon] is much better than painted skin, It really takes a lot of energy.”

God's skills have limits.

For example, the gear civilization created the ability of "eternal fire".

Don't you want it to be stronger? No, there is no higher technical level.

The same is true for "control". As a legendary ability, its complexity has reached a certain limit and can no longer be enhanced.

However, the results of this experiment are still worthy of recognition!

Three times of light curtain spiritual words can allow high-risk laboratory research for a period of time.

Moreover, Lu Yuan has also tested the limits of "control", and the 400 spiritual energy he spent can be considered affordable...

This [painted skin] has also been tortured a lot, so it should be more honest in the short term.

"Let's go home, it's already eleven o'clock! If you delay any longer, you will waste your youth." Lu Yuan's eyes were red, trying to "control" the 36-point girl next to him.

Conch's heart skipped a beat, and she pretended that she had been attacked, with a smile blooming on her pretty cheeks.

"As you command, Master~"

The two took the rail train and returned to the Green Mountain.

Lu Yuan kept holding this beautiful lady's hand, and the buffs on his body were unknowingly filled up again. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this woman deserved to be bullied!

You really think that I, Lao Lu, have always been in spiritual love with you!

It was late at night and most people were asleep.

The Underground Alliance and the rat craftsmen were still gambling and fighting there, and the lights were brightly lit over there.

There are only a few Zerg warriors hiding in the corners of the valley.

"King!" The king insects came to see him.

"Well, from now on, we will start mushroom cultivation business..."

"Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow, this is for you." Lu Yuan took out a small box with some mushroom gifts in it and sent these guys away.

"Don't bother me!"

Lu Yuan drove the sneaky old wolf and the little mirage out of the room again, and took the girl to hide in the "starry sky conch" with absolute privacy.

"Damn it, the little mirage was led astray by its wolf father."

"Pfft! It's just curious."

"Then what should we do now?"

The conch's beautiful eyes were also shining with red light, which in turn "charmed" Lu Yuan: "Master, can you give me a chance to rise to the top? I am also the princess of the former dynasty, and I should end my one-year career as a maid. "

Lu Yuan rubbed her white and tender fingers: "You have said so. It's not that I won't give you a chance, but I'm afraid you won't be useful!"

Conch's cheeks were bulging, and he gambled back his words: "I want to make a bet with you. As long as I win, I will be the master... I have learned a new god's skill, but I haven't practiced it yet. I want to play it for a while." Want to play?”

"What kind of divine skill?"

"Psychic link can share the emotions of both parties..."

"How happy I am is how happy you are, and vice versa."

This, this, this... what kind of gameplay is this!

Lu Yuan felt that the fire in his body was about to start, and even his nose was about to spurt out nosebleeds.

It's too perverted.

He pretended to be serious: "How do you want to play? Let's talk about it first, Crash Artist can't do it. On the first day of school, there will definitely be classes."

Although if happiness is banned today, there is a high probability of mental breakdown, but that is too cruel and inhumane... He, Old Lu, has not yet dedicated himself to civilization to this extent!

He must be happy today!

Conch's face was slightly red, and he pointed to the east where the sun was rising.

Then he took a step forward, reached out and hugged him, stood on tiptoes and whispered softly in Lu Yuan's ear: "I don't want you to collapse... Teacher Conch wants to know... how long can your class last?"

She looked at the east and made a gesture, which meant that as long as the sun rises, you will win.

Lu Yuan understood, as if a strange flame was growing deep in his heart, he reached out and picked up the girl and threw her on the bed.

"The tiger doesn't show its power, but is it treated as a sick cat?"

"I will use more divine skills! I have become stronger this year. You don't know the power of an adult." The girl sat there, still blushing and provocatively said, "You will definitely fail miserably. Now beg for mercy." There’s still time!”

Lu Yuan took out a box from the storage space and slapped it on the table with a very arrogant attitude: "Fortunately, I was prepared. I will win this round!"

Inside the box... there is a pink mushroom!

"Ah? What is this, this, this...? (*Fly) (*Escape)"

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