manuscript?

Wu Heng's eyes lit up.

When I came here last time, I mentioned to 'Imiro' that I wanted a necromancer and the information to cultivate ghosts.

At that time, I wanted to apply for some related books from the association, and I would study them slowly when the time came.

Now it seems that Imiro directly obtained an experimental manuscript.

This kind of manuscript records records the mage's research process and the complete process.

It is a rare item among professionals in the mage system.

Wu Heng took it and immediately thanked him, "Thank you, deacon. I will copy it when I get back and return it to you."

"No, it's of no use to me. I'll leave it to you. You've advanced a level three meritorious service in advance. Just remember to make up for it." Imiro said calmly.

Well, it’s not like I got it for nothing.

But this kind of note is indeed worth a third-level meritorious service, something that cannot even be exchanged for meritorious service.

"I got it, deacon." Wu Heng directly put the space ring away, and then remembered the payment from the old wooden barrel, and said directly: "Deacon, the old wooden barrel tavern sent me two hundred pieces of gold and silver, saying it was I was not at the association at the time, so my assistant sent the money to the front desk for helping to investigate the murderer. I didn’t know what to do with the money.”

Investigating the murder of 'McIntosh' was originally a task assigned by the deacon.

If I took the money, it would not be in compliance with the association's procedures.

It's a good thing that no one knows, because I'm afraid there's something else going on that might make it easy for people to talk about it later.

There are also many people who want to step down from the position of subdeacon.

Imiro said directly: "You keep one hundred and give the rest to the association."

"Okay!" Wu Heng nodded.

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, he left the room directly.

Return to your study.

Anderweil was sitting at her desk sorting out documents, while the little owl flew around the room, chasing the bees trapped in the room.

"Master, you are back!" Anderweier stood up, made a cup of tea and brought it over.

Wu Heng took it, took a sip, and sat down in his office.

"Weier, please go to the front desk. The two hundred gold coins sent by the old wooden barrel will be sent to the deacon's side for one hundred, and the rest will be divided proportionally with Team 11."

"Okay." Anderweier nodded and walked out directly.

Wu Heng took another sip of tea and took out the notes he just got.

The brown outer skin is old and full of creases. After being turned over for a long time, the edges have begun to become rough.

Touching it gently, the cortex is extremely delicate, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

When I took it from Imiro, I thought it was very thick.

After opening it, I found that there were only a few pages, but the leather paper was thicker than normal paper pages.

As you flip through this page, you can see many words, patterns, and magic formations drawn with colored pencils.

There are also some instructions marked on one side of the magic circle.

Including, formation pattern, origin, incapacity, scope of effect and some other very professional vocabulary.

No wonder, they say every mage is a scholar.

For these professional vocabulary, a large amount of information needs to be consulted, which is beyond the grasp of ordinary professions.

Looking at the large amount of content in the manuscript, I feel a sense of strangeness and amazement that the mages in this world can use their brains and calculations to open up the path of magic and ritual.

Wu Heng came to this world and read a lot of skill books, and he could understand the meaning of the vocabulary in them.

I can barely understand it.

Wu Heng looked through it roughly.

When I was about to start watching from the beginning, the door opened and Anderweil came back.

He handed over the remaining money bag and said, "Captain Kavina declined for a while before reluctantly accepting it."

Wu Heng put away the money bag and asked: "What do you want to eat tonight? Let Minnie prepare it in advance, and let's improve the food."

Andweil smiled and sat on his lap, her arms hanging on her shoulders, "Master, do you want to introduce us to a new sister tonight?"

Wu Heng looked at her curiously, "How can you be sure she is your sister?"

"The voice is so familiar. You can come here at night, so you can guess it!" Anderweil said carefully.

This little fox is quite smart.

Wu Heng shook his head, "Don't worry, she's not ready yet. Let's wait until we have a chance to talk about this matter."

"Okay, Master has the final say." Anderweil hesitated and caressed the other person's cheek with one hand, "Master, will you not want us?"

Wu Heng was stunned, not expecting that the other party would have such an idea.

He hugged his waist and tightened it tightly, "How could it be? Wei'er and Minnie are so good, I want to stay by my side."

Anderweil smiled again, "Master is so kind."

Return to your residence.

It was exactly noon.

After having lunch with Minnie, we went directly to the study on the fourth floor.

Take out the manuscript and read it carefully starting from the first page.

Judging from what is recorded in the book.

There are three general types of rituals.

One is detection, illusion, and soul-type attacks.

Each type has different ritual forms and different levels of difficulty.

Rituals are not stable.

After success, the shadow's own abilities will be improved.

Likewise, there is also the possibility of failure.

If it fails, the ghost may become weak and need to cultivate for a long time before it can come out again.

In more severe cases, mental decline may occur, and the person may even return to the form of a low-minded resentful soul, turning into a monster that can only attack living beings but cannot communicate with them.

What's more serious is that the ghost disappears.

That is to say, he is dead and his soul is gone.

"There is still danger!"

Seeing this, Wu Heng's heart tightened. He had originally thought of improving the ghost, even if it was improved a lot, it would just result in the loss of some materials.

Now it seems that there is still a certain danger.

Fortunately, I didn't blindly try to use the ritual before.

Otherwise, there might really be some danger.

Compared to the owner of the manuscript who used ghosts to conduct various ritual experiments, Wu Heng's relationship with his ghosts was more like a family member.

They rely on each other, and even if they don't improve, it's good to be able to provide investigation.

There is no need to upgrade.

"Let's try a ritual without serious consequences first!"

Wu Heng looked at the manuscript for several rituals and the consequences of failure.

Choosing one will only weaken the ritual 'spiritual vision'.

The effect is not recorded above.

I only made corrections during several failed rituals and recorded the final ritual content.

"Spiritual vision: main materials, a pair of prophet professional eyeballs (or owl eagle eyeballs), 50 grams of moon spirit sand, auxiliary materials, 5 grams of vaginal tooth grass powder, 10 ml of warlock's blood (or living creature's blood)."

"Array materials: blood, gold powder."

"Holy shit!"

The Eyes of the Prophet.

This is a great start.

Necromancers attract people's resentment. All rituals require organs with a fixed profession.

Moreover, a ritual requires many attempts.

Somewhat scary.

Even if there are replaceable materials.

However, the professional eyeballs are recorded in the front, which also represents the owner of the manuscript, and the priority is given to the prophet's eyeballs.

The following materials are all alchemy and rune materials.

Wu Heng often helps the skeleton alchemist buy materials, and he has also seen him in the shop.

The warlocks behind him also have their own reserves of blood.

Gold powder is also enough.

It actually satisfies the material for the ceremony.

Moreover, what I saw was the final version after testing by the owner of the manuscript.

The chances of something going wrong are slim.

A thought came to my mind.

Two ghosts flew out.

One left and one right floating in the air.

Xiaoxiao immediately flew to the tablet aside, planning to watch cartoons.

Wu Heng said directly: "I found a way to improve the ghost soul, so I chose a simpler ritual."

Xiaoxiao floated back again and asked, "Is it dangerous?"

"The notes say that if the ritual fails, you will be weak for a while." Wu Heng replied.

"Are you weak, or are we weak?"

"The ghosts participating in the ritual are weak."

Xiaoxiao asked again, "Is it a big improvement?"

"There should be some improvement."

Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, then turned and looked over, "Aunt Glenda, do you want to be promoted?"

Glenda thought for a moment, "I want to improve my illusion and telekinesis."

Xiaoxiao clenched her fists and said, "Then I'll be weak for a few days, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Wu Heng smiled and said, "Don't worry, there will be no problem."

"good."

"Then you guys come back first and I'll go out to buy materials."

The two ghosts nodded and got back into the body.

Say hello to Minnie.

Then he took a carriage and went to Beacon Street.

Entered the largest alchemy materials store on the island.

After a simple inquiry.

The boss smiled and said: "Yes, the owl eagle's eyeballs are the material for potions that relieve illusions and improve perception, but the price is higher."

I was relieved to hear that this kind of material was for sale.

No matter what, I can't dig McIntosh's grave.

Get to know each other.

"How much?" Wu Heng asked.

"One hundred and twenty silver."

"Here are two pills, wrap them with other materials and I will take them away later." Wu Heng directly gave the money.

Seeing how cheerful he was, the boss smiled and agreed, wrapping up all the purchased materials and handing them over.

Wu Heng put it away, said goodbye to the boss and walked out of the store.

I looked for the carriage along the road, and also took a look at the location of the port.

The port must not have been very peaceful these past two days.

Guards were arranged all around.

Workers were also carrying items to and from the merchant ships.

At this time, Wu Heng's peripheral vision happened to see a figure standing on the connecting board of the ship, chatting with a steward of the business group.

The person from the Old Wood Barrel Tavern was one of the two people who was responsible for guiding Wu Heng.

Are you leaving the island?

After McIntosh's death, did the Old Cask Tavern break up?

Wu Heng just glanced at it.

I didn't even think of going over to say hello.

A carriage passed by.

Get on the carriage and rush to your residence.

Had dinner.

The sky outside the window has darkened.

Wu Heng took out all the prepared materials.

Mix the blood and gold powder in a bowl, and then start drawing the formations required for the ceremony according to the records on the manuscript on the floor of the empty room.

It seems a bit cumbersome, but for Wu Heng now, it is not a difficult thing.

When the last stroke is completed, the entire formation is fully formed.

You can vaguely feel the aura of death emanating from it.

Without much delay, the remaining materials were placed in fixed locations accurately according to quantity.

Then he said: "Xiaoxiao, go in!"

Xiaoxiao was a little worried, "Well, then I'm going in. If something happens, you have to save me."

"It's okay, don't worry." Wu Heng said.

Granda on the side also said, "If there is a problem, just knock over the ritual materials and it will be interrupted. It will be fine."

"Okay!" Xiaoxiao flew directly into the middle of the formation.

As Xiao Xiao entered, the bloody array began to emit light visible to the naked eye, wrapping several materials in the center.

Then, the material was shrouded in blood light.

It shattered like fine sand and turned into a ball of energy, gathering towards the small one in mid-air.

The next second, Xiaoxiao and the energy group began to intertwine, like a rotating vortex.

Under the gaze of Wu Heng and Glenda, the small body absorbed all the energy groups into the body.

And Xiaoxiao also changed back to his original appearance.

[Ghost Unlocked Skill: Spiritual Vision. 】

It worked.

The moment he heard the prompt, Wu Heng felt happy.

It was exactly the same as what I had guessed.

As long as you follow the end result on the record, there should be no problems.

Xiao Xiaomi floated in the air in confusion, "Then what?"

"It's done, you can come over." Wu Heng greeted her back.

The magic circle has expired, the blood has disappeared, leaving only some iron-black fine sand, and the shape of the magic circle can be vaguely seen.

"Is it done?"

Seeing that she was still a little confused, Wu Heng held out three fingers and asked, "What is this?"

"I'm already in senior class, okay."

"Tell me first what time it is?"

"3!"

"Then it seems okay."

"Really, uncle is really bad." Little Void crossed his arms and flew out dissatisfied.

Glenda asked what she felt just now.

Xiaoxiao thought about the words that could be expressed.

Wu Heng opened the small panel and checked the new skills.

[Spirit Vision]: This spirit has the ability to detect the level and can identify the level of the unit it is looking at.

Detection level?

The skill introduction this time is really straightforward.

In other words, the emphasis in the material on the need for eyeballs enhances the ability to detect levels.

Think carefully in your mind.

I couldn't help but feel a little happy.

In other words, once the war starts, you can use Xiao Xiao to identify the level of the enemies on the battlefield.

Quickly target some highly skilled professionals hiding in the crowd.

It's really good.

"Uncle, where is the ability you mentioned? Why didn't I find it?" Xiaoxiao and Granda discussed it before flying over and asking.

Wu Heng thought for a moment and said: "Your detection ability has been strengthened. You can see other people's levels. The method of use should be similar to your usual invisibility and appearance. Give it a try."

Xiaoxiao nodded and tried it floating in the air.

Then, his eyes gradually widened as he looked at Wu Heng and Glenda, "I saw it. Uncle's body has red air masses, and Aunt Glenda's is light red."

"This should be the level to check. My level 15 air mass is red, and Granda's level 10 is light red." Wu Heng said.

"Oh, can I go out and take a look?" Xiaoxiao was full of interest and joy.

"Go ahead, don't go to the central area."

"okay!"

Xiaoxiao agreed and flew out directly.

Wu Heng also carefully walked out of the room and walked towards the bedroom on the fourth floor.

When hesitating whether to find a maid to rest with him.

Xiaoxiao flew back.

Said: "Uncle, I saw the bald uncle. They were at the port and left the port in a small boat."

"The bald one from Old Cask?"

"Well, several of them have already left."

Outlying island?

Is Old Cask no longer in business?

It was still midnight and he left quietly.

"Let me see."

Get into the body a little.

A picture was shared instantly.

In a hidden location outside the port, a total of six people took a small boat and prepared to leave.

And under the effect of ‘spiritual vision’.

The light groups on several people were extremely dazzling in the dark night.

Among the six people, five had light red light, and one wore a cloak and mask, and the light on his body was unusually red.

Level 15 professional.

There are still strong people in the old barrel.

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