Chapter 197 The Resurrected Supernatural Core
"Well, after the Warcraft dies, the extraordinary core will solidify at an extremely fast speed."
Mo Lan's mental power was concentrated in the mind of the unicorn wild boar. This unicorn wild boar, the magical beast that he had captured with great effort, had been dealt with by Mo Lan.
Under Mo Lan's gaze, the extraordinary core that originally felt soft was hardening rapidly. Because the spell contained in it was of golden attribute, it formed a light golden diamond-shaped crystal.
During this process, Mo Lan noticed that most of the smoke-like soul in the deepest part of the extraordinary core quietly dissipated, leaving only a small part, a wisp. If Mo Lan had not observed carefully, it would have been difficult to find.
"If this is the soul, then it should be weak enough, right?"
Mo Lan pondered.
“What I should do now is to make sure that the Warcraft is alive and its soul becomes weaker.
So weak that the gap between their mental strength and mine widens, and thus they can be influenced and controlled by me.
Well, maybe I can try serious injuries, or long-term mental torture, like...hawking!"
Mo Lan came to his senses, touched his belly and pretended to be surprised.
“Wait, how did I accidentally kill the monster boar?
How are we going to do the experiment? What, there's another one?
Oh, that's all right."
Mo Lan walked to the window and shouted loudly below.
"Xu Zongxin, come up here. There was an accident during the experiment. The unicorn is dead. Take it down and prepare a pig-killing feast!"
"call."
Mo Lan stretched , leaned back in his chair, and played with the extraordinary core that he had just taken out of the unicorn boar's head.
The extraordinary core was turning in his hand, and Mo Lan was thinking about something in his heart.
The powerful mental force of the fourth-ring spell was twisted into a stream and drilled fiercely inside.
“My mental power is stronger than the soul of the unicorn boar. The reason why I can’t have a good influence on it is because I can’t break through the protection of the extraordinary core.
Either weaken the soul, strengthen the spiritual imprint, or weaken the extraordinary core. Either method will allow me to try to control the monster."
Mo Lan muttered to himself while looking for the flaws and weak points of the extraordinary core.
“No, this extraordinary core is harder than stone, and it is almost shielded from mental power.
Yes, its components themselves have high-density mental power, so mental power naturally cannot penetrate into it.
Is there no other way for me to interfere with you except to smash it?"
Mo Lan fell into deep thought.
If Mo Lan can smash or destroy the extraordinary core, he did it when he was bored for a while.
Although the extraordinary core is hard, it is about the same hardness as the teeth and bones of Warcraft.
Anyway, according to Mo Lan's experiment, the hardness of a one-ring extraordinary core is about the same as the hardness of its own bones, and the hardness of a two-ring extraordinary core is about the same as the hardness of its own bones.
I don't know about Sanhuan. It's not that there are none, but they are a bit expensive and I can't bear to buy them.
Once the extraordinary core is crushed, it will be crushed, just like an ordinary crystal, but the spell slots inside will dissipate and disappear without a trace, leaving only a pile of broken crystals.
There was no gain, so Mo Lan gave up this boring experiment.
Mo Lan fell into deep thought, trying to find a way in his mind to interfere with the internal structure of the supernatural core.
"Magic power input? No, magic power can't penetrate in.
Vibration? Resonance? No, how can I...wait!"
A flash of inspiration suddenly came to Mo Lan's mind.
“It seems there is a way to interfere with the interior of the extraordinary core.
In other words, activate the extraordinary core, and when the monster is dead, use external devices to release the spells in the extraordinary core."
What Mo Lan thought of was the altar that the little devil had built. After thinking for a moment, he immediately began to reconstruct the altar using the facilities in the laboratory.
Mo Lan's constant spell model originated from the internal structure of the altar. When he was studying it, he zoomed in and out thousands of times, and every inch of the altar's structure was basically clear.
Soon, an identical altar appeared in front of Mo Lan again. At the top of the altar, there was a conical depression, which was just enough to hold half of a supernatural core.
Embed the extraordinary core in your hand into it, with half of it in the altar and the other half exposed outside.
"Connect to the element pool, close the path, import the gold element... activate!"
Buzz!
A layer of golden light appeared on the extraordinary core. Mo Lan used his mental power to explore it, but was surprised to find it.
When the extraordinary core was activated, a closed channel on it was opened, and Mo Lan's mental power easily penetrated into it.
Feeling the structure inside, Mo Lan pondered for a moment and used his mental power to lock onto that trace of remnant soul.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, the remnant soul cooperated very well and released the spell on the corner of a table.
"So obedient? Can you give me a spiritual imprint?"
Mo Lan felt something different and was a little moved, but still shook his head .
“No, although this remnant soul is stronger than the beast’s mental power, I’m afraid it still can’t withstand my mental imprint.
Unless...we strengthen it a little bit."
Mo Lan suddenly had a brilliant idea, and he acted immediately. He dispersed his mental power bit by bit and actively merged it with the remnant soul.
Slowly, the remnant soul became stronger little by little, but it was just an increase in strength. In essence, it was still that remnant soul, without any change.
But this is enough. Mo Lan slowly formed a mental imprint, merged into it along the channel, and tentatively formed a mental imprint outside the remnant soul.
The next moment, the web-like mental imprint tightly entangled the remnant soul. As soon as Mo Lan thought about it, the remnant soul took corresponding actions without any resistance or pause.
This smooth feeling, the feeling of being able to control it with ease, made Mo Lan very comfortable.
He felt that he was on the right track.
As long as we can find a way apply the entire process just now to a living monster, we may be able to successfully control it.
But at this time he also discovered a point.
"At the beginning, all my attention was focused on how the spell model was engraved on the altar, and on the engraving technique.
However, no further research was done on the spell model engraved on the altar.
What is the effect of this spell model? How does it activate the "dead" extraordinary core and release its spell?
Can this spell model be miniaturized? If I can form it directly in the Warcraft's mind, then I can directly open up a mental channel and allow my mental imprint to pass through and imprint directly on the Warcraft's soul?"
Mo Lan fell into deep thought, but his heart gradually became hot.
