"What are you talking about... what are...?" The three powerful people from the local world looked at each other. This time it was their turn to doubt the function of the translator. Cha Linjie and the two old mages, who have always been tit-for-tat, even stared at each other for a long time, and finally shook their heads together, "What kind of corpse control and soul-catching, as for witchcraft and spell..."

These two nouns are not unfamiliar with them. They all grew up step by step since childhood. They all had ignorant childhood. They had heard some of the myths that were considered strange stories than flesh and blood beetles.

What are the wizards that abduct children from eating, what are the spells that can curse others by carving a few portraits, the dark and damp wizard cabin, the bubble-burning cauldron, the bat wings, the lizard's eyes, the tears of crocodile, the strange ingredients thrown into the pot, and what comes out is colorful and terrifying potions.

Like the stories of flesh and blood beetles, these strange legends have always been the best weapon to scare disobedient children. Once someone tells them vividly, the harvest is often the screams of horror and a few shiver quilts, which attract parents to smile.

However, if a group of adults gather together and someone says it seriously, it would be a bit ridiculous, but if the background of the story was a large piece of blood, and the blood was soaked with fragments of corpses on the ground, no one would be able to laugh anymore.

At least three barons from the local world couldn't laugh, especially the traces of gnawing on the corpse made the three of them no longer suspicious of the existence of the flesh and blood beetles. Yes, since the legendary creatures such as the flesh and blood beetles may exist, there seemed to be nothing to be surprised about the wizard who swayed the potion bottle with one hand and held the grass man in the other hand.

What a joke, how could you not be surprised? That kind of thing... shouldn't exist at all.

"I just said that before the establishment of the Iron Church, the sages had investigated all ancient legends around the world in order to avoid trouble." Chalinjie's face was very subtle and said with a calm face, "I do not deny that before the tenth century, there were indeed rumors about wizards and wizard curses, but after repeated investigations, those rumors were just rumors, with no authenticity at all, and gradually turned into stories after the tenth century. According to the sages, perhaps there were wizard curses in ancient times, but those were just the earliest scholars who achieved some unexplainable effects of that era through simple technological means. They had no choice but to use witchcraft as an excuse."

"It's a very official explanation." The crow said with a smile, "like a flesh-and-blood beetle?"

Cha Linjie opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time before he lowered his head and said, "Yes, it's like a flesh-and-blood beetle. In fact, even now, I don't believe it is a flesh-and-blood beetle. I prefer that it is a transformed creature born through modern technology."

"Sir, you misunderstood, this is not an official explanation." Baron Borenk explained on behalf of Chalinger. "I have also read that information. The large-scale investigation in the fifteenth century was still very rigorous. In order to avoid preconceived impressions affecting the results of the investigation, as long as there is a little possibility, they will not be ignored. But in the end, they found sufficient reasons to prove that the legend is just a legend."

"oh?"

"The research on differential machines and energy science first originated in the mid-twelfth century. That was because the world-wide energy explosion occurred in the early twelfth century. Before that, the energy level of our world was similar to that of your source energy world in the past." Baron Borenk frowned and shook his head, "That level of energy is not enough to give birth to special energy control technology like the magic technique you mentioned."

"It makes sense so much that I can't refute it at all, so I'll have one problem left." The crow's wrist trembled, and a carefully crafted little wooden man appeared in his hand, holding the little wooden man engraved with spells in one hand. The crow pointed to his nose and said with a strange expression, "What's wrong with me?"

"You..." Although you have never seen a crow performer and cannot tell whether it is true or not, the few people understand that the crow does not need to talk nonsense about such things. He should indeed understand some magical techniques. So Baron Swin sighed, "You are not from ancient times."

"But these techniques were passed down from ancient times." The crow tilted his head and thought, "Is there any good theory you can explain it since three thousand years ago, or earlier, when the energy is thinner?"

The three of them closed their mouths at the same time, and the information they had could not explain at all.

"Facts have proved that in our world, there are effective witchcraft techniques passed down from ancient times. Can you really be sure that there is no similar thing in your world? "The crow almost couldn't help laughing out loud, and quickly coughed a few times to put away his smile, and said seriously, "Many times, the more you investigate, the deeper these inheritances are hidden. If you are not lucky enough, you probably won't be able to find anything if you investigate for hundreds of years."

"Why are you so sure? The other party must use the method you said, "Zha Linjie deliberately avoided the term "The witchcraft" and said dissatisfiedly, "After all, you guessed it."

"No, no, no, the layman watches the fun, but unfortunately I am an expert, I am looking at the door." The door of the car behind sounded, and Sir Clin finally caught up. At this time, his face looked quite ugly. Obviously, the tragic situation along the way was still a bit too exciting for him. The crow ignored Sir Clin who caught up, shook his fingers, and said with a smile, "The goal of soul-catching is to live people. If the gap in the strength of the souls of both parties is too large to a certain extent, you can suppress the other party's soul through soul-catching, let the other party's soul fall asleep, and take the opportunity to replace the other party's will to control the body in a short period of time. If combined with small techniques such as hypnosis, it can greatly change a person's thoughts. Well, you guessed it right, I mean Roger."

"At this time, if the person being controlled is killed, before his death, the caster can use some method to make the controlled person self-destruct like two waiters. There is only one exception, which is to use the time difference during indirect control to break the controlled person's head as quickly as possible, block the nerves, and make his consciousness unable to be transmitted to the body, so naturally he will not be able to control the body to self-destruct."

"So you twisted the waiter's neck and he fell to death without having time to self-destruct." Baron Swin said thoughtfully, "Did you try it on purpose?"

"No, the causal relationship is reversed, it's just a coincidence to twist my neck." The crow shrugged, "It was his performance that led me to this conclusion."

"Okay, where is the corpse control?"

"Soul capture is a pure soul-level skill, and corpse control..." The crow pointed at several parts of his body, "It is a pure spell technique. If the symbol of the magic spell technique is engraved on the body, even if the controlled person dies, he cannot escape the control of the caster."

"Symbol?" Cha Linjie frowned, "Why haven't we... Hiss, so that's it."

"Ha, Lord Chalinjie, have you ever thought about why almost everyone in the murderers caught by the church exploded?" The crow sneered, "Hehe, it's just to cover up this shameful trick, otherwise you would have discovered it long ago."

"But this did not explode." Cha Linjie pointed to the corpse on the ground, "If what you said is true, you should be able to find the spell on it, right?"

“Not found.”

"Ha?" Raven's answer was so straightforward that several people didn't react for a moment, and looked at him in a daze. After a few seconds, Cha Linjie twitched his lips and said, "Why?"

The crow raised his hand and two source energy clones flew out of his cuffs. He gently grabbed a piece of corpse suspected to be fragments on his back and flew in front of him. The surface of the corpse was bitten open with a large hole. The jagged edges looked more disgusting than the corpse itself.

However, the crow's expression remained unchanged, as if he was enjoying the goods hanging in the butcher shop. He even looked closer and looked at the corpse and said, "It is actually very complicated to control a corpse. First, you have to engrave a spell on a living person or a corpse that has just died. This is the first step in refining a corpse. I need to engrave 127 spells. Well, the torso of the corpse is basically full. However, I have seen examples where only thirty-one spells can make the corpse bite everywhere. This person has used more than fifty. Well, he is not particularly strong when thinking about it. It sounds very troublesome, but if you cooperate with the soul-catching spell, you can completely let the victim print the spell for himself and put on his clothes after printing it. Even the victim himself doesn't know that he has already practiced materials."

"There are some soul operations. If you have enough strength, it will be very simple, but if you don't have enough strength, it will be very complicated." The crow smiled self-deprecatingly, "But no matter what, once a soul connection is formed, the corpse refining will be completed. Some additional content can be added later, but it is not necessary."

"After that, once the material dies, all spells will be activated at the same time, completing the last step of controlling the corpse." The crow pointed to the big hole in the corpse and said, "This is the position of the shoulder blade. There should be a spell here, which is mainly responsible for coordinating the movements of the upper limbs and trunks, but it is definitely not found now. Haha, the position chosen is quite accurate, and it easily destroys all spells, allowing the corpse to escape from the control of the caster, and clarify the position, making it easy for people to judge the method of the caster through the damaged position."

"You mean, the bugs are destroying the spell?" In addition to Sir Clin who had just arrived, the other three were confused, and Baron Borenk even said in a dismay, "Is the bugs helping us?"

"Otherwise? They are really here to have a meal?" The crow curled his lips, letting Yuan Neng clone throw the corpse aside, and sneered, "Originally, I just suspected that until I saw these parts of the corpse holes, I would be 100% sure that the other party was using the magic spell. Hey, if the bugs had not known how to use it, they had first destroyed several spells used by the caster to control the corpse to self-destruct, even if they successfully killed the victims of the soul-absorbed victims, what we see now is just a pool of broken flesh and blood. It is impossible to explain the application of the magic spell on the spot like now. Obviously, the bugs or their controllers are using their own way to cryptically tell you the identity and ability of the enemy. Unfortunately, you... ahem, no one can understand."

You want to say you trash, you must have wanted to say that. Baron Chalinjie wanted to punch the crow's hateful face, but he had to admit that no one understood the bugs' implications, of course, the premise is that the crow said everything is true.

"Wait." Baron Swin asked in confusion when he found that the crows seemed to be distracted, "You just said they were telling 'us' in a vague way?"

"Yes." The crow said with a smile, "They are also helping you, not me."

"Why?"

The crow did not answer, lowered his head and thought for a moment, suddenly laughed softly when he ate. He turned around and patted the female leopard's head, and rubbed it on his hair.

"x, you're sick again, silly bird." The female leopard quickly fled from the crow's hand, shook her head hard like a cat and shook her hair smoothly, staring at her eyes and protesting, "When he slapped my mother's head, I'll break your claws."

"Ha, nothing." The smile on the crow's face seemed very happy, but the shrinking pupils proved that he couldn't be happy at all.

Because within a few minutes, he figured out a lot of things.

Because he knew that he was in a very troublesome situation.

As he explained just now, the creatures suspected of flesh and blood beetles are indeed attacking the living and dead people controlled by the pleasure prisoner. It is hard to say whether they are the people in the car, but at least they are enemies of the pleasure prisoner, and at least they want to borrow the hands of everyone in the car to find ways to expose the pleasure prisoner hidden in the dark to the sun and even kill them directly.

Everyone plans to do this, of course it is not a bad thing. The only problem is that it would be great if the crow was not suspected of belonging to the camp of pleasure offenders.

Unfortunately, although he was not sure how the beetle's owner learned it, he had obviously learned some of the crow's methods, and had also been passed down from ancient times, and also mastered the mysterious magic of witchcraft, and could even use curse patterns to fight. If you think about it carefully, it seems natural to be suspected. Even if the crow shows an attitude of being enemies of pleasure, it will be regarded as a bitter plan to deepen the suspicion.

Of course, it is no big deal for the crow to be suspected as long as he is not directly attacked, but when he speculates about the identity of the beetle owner, the situation is different.

The female leopard's mind was not so delicate. When she saw the beetle drilling in and out of the corpse, she would inevitably launch a subconscious attack. At this time, there was only one person who could stop the female leopard and make her choose to stay out of the matter.

And this person's attitude suddenly changed, which must be closely related to the people and things she is in contact with.

Master Lana, you are more mysterious than you think.

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