Fairy’s Box

Yale pushed the wheelchair through the corridor with Kenneth, and the two bumped along the spiral staircase to the passageway in the basement of the palace. On the right side of the passage, a blue-black closed metal door was half-open, and a faint light shone through the crack of the door, making it possible to clearly see the messy objects inside.

The elder brother of the previous king, the husband of the future queen, is introducing him to everything in the palace without reservation:

"This is the weapon warehouse, which stores the accumulation of the Highland Kingdom for hundreds of years. Unfortunately, with the demise of the manufacturer, a large number of rune items have lost their activity, so now it can only be regarded as an antique warehouse... It seems to have been looted. , I know it's none of your business."

"Sounds a pity, I'm referring to the fact that the rune item will lose its activity when the creator dies."

The black-haired knight ignored his sarcastic tone, and pushed his wheelchair into the warehouse with great interest. While observing the furnishings of the warehouse, he also admired the rune props scattered on the ground.

"These things, regardless of their power, are just works of art." Yale picked up a lifelike silver statue of a lady from the ground, blew off a layer of dust, and said with admiration.

This is a bust of a beautiful and flirtatious woman with a veil covering her body, her movements are exaggerated, but her expression is quite shy and charming, and she looks extremely tempting.

"Cough, in fact, not every rune item is a combat item."

When His Royal Highness saw him picking up the statue of the maid, there was a hint of embarrassment on his face. He lowered his head and said with a light cough:

"Many masters have devoted their entire lives to rune spells and have not seen the sun for a long time, so they usually need some small things to solve their physiological needs, such as... the thing in your hand."

"..."

Yalei stared at him blankly for a moment, then glanced at the lady's portrait in his hand:

"This joke is not funny. There is no need to spend a lot of money to build a bust to solve the physiological needs. Even if they can't afford a sleeping singer, at least they can buy a picture book."

"I'm not joking!"

Kenneth raised his head after hearing this and looked at him seriously: "That's not for watching, that's for direct use. If you don't believe it, you can turn it upside down... You'll understand when you turn it upside down."

When the black-haired knight turned the lady's statue upside down with suspicion, and saw the two mysterious caves under the statue's hips, his expression was startled, and then he gradually revealed a smile of understanding:

"It's incredible... I can guarantee that Celtic is world-leading in this technology."

"This is nothing to be proud of, Lord Governor."

His Royal Highness was obviously dismissive of his evaluation, and since ancient times he pushed his wheelchair and walked out, suddenly stopped his hands, and his thin lips were slightly raised:

"If you need it, I can try to fix it, I promise, it will not be inferior to the function of a human woman."

"Thank you very much. After repairing, please pack it in a box, wrap it with ribbons, and send it to the room of His Excellency Kenneth in the Highland Palace." Yale threw the lady statue into his arms without saying a word, and pushed up the wheelchair belt. The other party left the warehouse.

The two of them stopped talking, and kept walking along the passage, passing through the increasingly wide stone-brick passage, turning left and walking a distance, walking through two forks, and finally came to a room full of rooms. Dark corridor.

"Underground Sanctuary, the mentally retarded idea of ​​the Pandoragon royal family."

Before waiting for the black-haired knight to ask questions, Kenneth explained directly:

"This genius idea of ​​building a sanctuary in the basement of a royal palace helped my ancestors capture the entire Pandoragon family in one fell swoop - well, I now know there was a slip through the net."

"But you are a family now."

Yale pushed the wheelchair directly through the underground shelter, and walked for a distance in the masonry passage. A stone gate covered with runes and closed in the shape of a well appeared in front of the two of them.

"What is this?" he asked.

"The top secret of the Highland Kingdom - Soul Shaping Hall."

Kenneth replied lightly, staring at the metal coat of arms in the center of the stone gate, making a weird gesture, and growling an ambiguous Celtic language.

With a creaking sound, the stone gate spiraled and slowly opened inward, revealing a staircase leading to the underground below. On both sides of the wall of the stairs, there are a pair of dim and steady lamp posts at intervals, illuminating the entire passage slightly.

"Soul Shaping Hall?"

The black-haired knight pushed the wheelchair into the passage, and just a few steps in, there was the sound of the stone door slowly closing behind him.

The passageway is made of gray stone bricks that are so tightly stitched that the shape cannot be seen. The walls look unusually long, and some places have different shades of color. Obviously, they have been refurbished more than once. The ground is also this kind of gray stone bricks. Step on it. Very flat.

The two walked in the passage, and the lamppost on the wall reflected the whole passage in a steady yellow.

A burst of warm air flowed continuously from below, with a smell that Zi Yale couldn't tell. It wasn't unpleasant, but it wasn't pleasant either. It was a bit like a mixture of medicine mixed with the smell of minerals.

After walking a distance, they stepped into a dark, circular hall that extended downward.

There are many upright lamp posts suspended in the entire hall, each of which is similar in appearance. The transparent glazed lampshade is filled with the kind of orange-yellow slurry, which is like the starlight emitted through the clouds.

"About a year ago, I was here... Under the watchful eyes of my father, with the help of the power of Soul Shaping, I converted all the natural disaster grade fighting qi into the power of the soul, and became a legendary rune warrior."

Kenneth stared at the deep bottom of the pool and spoke softly.

"Convert Dou Qi into Soul Power?"

The black-haired knight showed an incredible expression. He glanced at the unfathomable pool, and then turned his attention to the prince:

"Are you sure this Soul Shaping Hall can convert Dou Qi into Soul Power?"

"I am a living example!"

His Royal Highness was very dissatisfied with his doubts, and said coldly:

"The fire of life itself is the power generated by the coordination between the soul and the body. As long as the master cooperates with a little transformation of the core properties, the fighting spirit can be absorbed by the soul."

"Enhancing the power of the soul... what will be the benefit?" A strange light lit up in Yalei's pupils.

"benefit?"

Kenneth glanced at him suspiciously, and said thoughtfully:

"If it is enhanced to a certain level, in theory, it can resist the attraction of Styx and live forever through infinite reincarnation. Of course, once it continues to strengthen on this basis and reaches the materialization of the soul, I think as long as it is not destroyed, It's the same as having eternal life. As for things like mental and will enhancement, it can already be attributed to unimportant derivatives."

"Sounds good."

The dark-haired knight reflected the deep pool in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked loudly, "Kenneth, how does this Soul Shaping Hall start?"

"This requires a lot of ores, medicines, and the cooperation of mages..."

When His Royal Highness said this, he stopped suddenly, raised his head, and showed an unbelievable expression: "Don't tell me, you plan to use the Soul Shaping Hall."

"Yes."

Yale justly admitted it, pointed to his chest, and said solemnly:

"I pursue the limit of Dou Qi and try to grasp the power and nature of all the fires of life, but two or more Dou Qi cannot coexist, so I have to start from scratch. Since there is a Soul Shaping Hall, I don't need to waste all Dou Qi... Tell me , After the ceremony is completed, can you continue to hone your fighting spirit?"

"Yes, of course, but your idea is too crazy. I used to be a natural disaster-level warrior. The damage of self-destruction to the body is no different from..."

Kenneth's voice became louder and louder. After approaching a certain critical point, it suddenly became quiet and looked at the other party with piercing eyes:

"By the way, you are immortal."

"That's right."

The black-haired knight looked into his eyes, slowly raised his right arm, and gave a thumbs up:

"Some things have to rely on talent."

"Can you tell me what kind of power you are after?" His Royal Highness asked hesitantly, unable to hold back the scurrying curiosity in his heart.

"certainly."

Yale closed his eyes, concentrated his energy to the limit, and raised the index finger of his right hand in front of him:

"This is it."

Accompanied by the movement of the black-haired knight, a bunch of dark red particle-shaped light strips appeared in the space, and continued to condense and rotate along his fingertips, exuding a sharp breath, gradually forming a one-inch dark red glow.

"This is... Jianguang?"

Kenneth's surprised expression froze on his face, his expression distorted violently, and he shouted with shining eyes:

"It's incredible, you can actually release the sword light with your fingers?"

"Because I mastered volatility."

Yale opened his eyes, the sword light at his fingertips burst instantly, and said with a trace of regret:

"To be precise, I have mastered the method of using Dou Qi in a deeper way. You can understand that I have a pair of eyes that can detect fluctuations, but these eyes are too fragile, and I need to increase their strength."

"So you want to use the Soul Shaping Hall to enhance your... the eyes that can touch the waves, so as to pursue a higher stage of Dou Qi..."

His Royal Highness nodded again and again, his expression became more and more excited, then he raised his head, and said in a short breath, "Maybe... the power you have now is the sixth-order fighting qi that everyone dreams of!"

"Is it?"

The black-haired knight showed a dazed look, then clenched his fists and said excitedly:

"The first-order battle qi is ignited, the second-order qi gathers into a glow, the third-order sword is solidified, the fourth-order natural disaster giant power, the fifth-order origin fire, the sixth-order... Void fluctuations!"

"That's right! The sixth-order vindictiveness should be the fluctuation of the void, and the presence of the deification is the power of your Rosevian knights!" Kenneth excitedly tapped the armrest, and then the pain calmed down, and slowly spit out a Tone:

"The ancestors are above, I can actually see a real sixth-order warrior in my lifetime."