"What is the other one?" Seeing Ludwig stop, Lumian seemed to have some scruples, and took the initiative to ask.
Ludwig stared at the umbilical cord remnant in front of Lumian and hesitated for a moment:
"It can change your breath and bloodline to a certain extent, so that some creatures who do not have the necessary intelligence will regard you as the divine son of the 'Great Mother'."
Lumian's expression was a little solemn:
"In other words, it can really allow me to fuse the bloodline of that divine son, even if it is only a point that is almost negligible?"
And can this blind a creature with a low IQ or a purely instinctive thing?
"Yes." Ludwig nodded solemnly, "That little bloodline cannot bring you any change, and only creatures created directly by the 'Great Mother' or who have received His gifts can sense it."
This sounds useless, but if you encounter a special environment, it seems to play an extremely important role, and it has more room for imagination than treating infertility and improving self-healing ability...... Lumian asked after consideration:
"What are the negative effects of this?"
Will it lead to gender change? After all, the god son of the "Great Mother", Omibella, seems to be a woman.
Ludwig withdrew his greedy and longing gaze from the umbilical cord of the Son of God, and said quite regretfully:
"If it were someone else, there might be a situation where the Son of God of the 'Great Mother' was conceived and grown in His body, but you won't, you just have to worry that the 'Great Mother' will look at you and really look at you."
Lumian was silent for ten or twenty seconds, and slowly took Omibella's umbilical cord remains back into the "Traveler's Bag".
He was not in a hurry to let Ludwig use the remains of the umbilical cord of the Son of God to make food with special effects, and planned to consult the "magician" lady before making a decision.
He is willing to take risks, but he will not do it recklessly.
"Can you give it to me?" Ludwig looked at the matte "deprivation bullet" and said.
"Last question." Lumian smiled again and took out another item from the "Traveler's Bag".
It was stale bloodstained powder in a glass vial.
This comes from the "devil wizard" Boorman, who was guided by Harrison, a visitor from Resurrection Island, summoned an evil spirit named Arden from the depths of death, and easily killed the opponent, collected the corresponding blood, and planned to use it in a subsequent ritual.
Previously, Lumian asked Franka to do an investigation in the form of "magic mirror divination", and he could only be sure that this really came from the depths of the spirit world and there was no other gain.
He remembered very clearly that the people of Easter Island claimed to be able to die again and again, never die, never grow old, and the secret was to control the imprints in the depths of death.
This may be a way to truly resurrect the dead.
"Can I eat it?" Lumian kept the smile he had just had just and pushed the glass vial containing the old bloodstained powder in front of Ludwig.
Ludwig carefully examined the old bloodstained powder for a while, then unscrewed the bottle cap and touched it a few times with his hand.
"Yes." He replied not too expectantly.
"Then you eat half of it." Lumian watched expectantly as Ludwig shook the little stale bloodstain powder into his mouth, leaving only the last bit.
Ludwig chewed, tasted, and after a while he published a "food review":
"There is a strong breath of death and eternal sleep, coming from the depths of the spirit world.
"Originating from a man in his thirties, who has the characteristics of both the 'secret man' and the 'death' path, his mental state is very poor, and his emotions are very easy to get out of control......"
Hearing this, Lumian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:
This is like describing the "devil wizard" Boorman himself!
But this bloodstain powder came from the depths of the spirit world and belonged to the evil spirit Arden who was killed by Boorman!
"People from the province of Intisdon?" Lumian confirmed his guess.
"Yes." Ludwig clicked his lips and said.
He also talked about other information drawn from the bloodstain powder, each of which matched the situation of the "devil wizard".
This can't be that Boorman summoned himself, killed himself, and then collected his own blood, right? Lumian was inexplicably frightened.
Those old bloodstains were definitely not left by Boorman due to other problems, because both Franka and Ludwig were sure that the blood stains were closely related to death and the spirit world, and Lumian fought twice with the "devil wizard", believing that he was still a living person at the time.
"Boorman, following the teachings of Harrison, a visitor from Easter Island, summoned from the depths of death to summon evil spirits from the depths of death, is his own imprint?
"He killed his mark in the depths of death, and he still thinks it is weak?
"This sounds unbelievable......
"What exactly does Harrison of Easter Island want to do, and what is the hidden truth about the resurrection of their islanders?"
Lumian's thoughts were racing, and he felt that the matter of Easter Island was full of secrets, no worse than the high-level events he had experienced before.
"Can you give it to me?" Ludwig looked at the "deprivation bullet" again and asked with great desire.
He returned the little bit of stale bloodstain powder to Lumian along with the glass vial.
"Yes." Lumian threw the "deprivation bullet" to Ludwig.
Ludwig caught it, took the matte bullet and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Eat it directly?" Lumian asked with a smile, "Why don't you cook it? Why don't you make a cocktail?"
Ludwig replied vaguely:
"This is not needed, you can absorb it directly."
As he spoke, he pulled the "deprivation bullet" out of his mouth again like a popsicle.
Compared with just now, the bullet's matte metal shell was significantly thinner, and the complex symbols engraved on the surface became pitted, with traces left by teeth.
In this way, Ludwig snorted three times before putting the bullet in his mouth, which could already be vaguely seen inside, and chewed and swallowed it.
Lumian had a toothache and had a deeper understanding of the changes brought about by hunger.
After eating the "deprivation bullet", Ludwig closed his eyes with an aftertaste and longing.
Lumian felt distressed about the extraordinary bullet he got from Jebus:
None of the "Debilitating Bullets", "Deprivation Bullets", and "Improbation Bullets" did their due diligence, while the "Poisonous Bullets", "Decaying Bullets", and "Pregnancy Bullets" were assigned to Franka.
"How does it feel?" Lumian asked Ludwig.
"It's delicious, familiar delicious." Ludwig replied with his eyes half-closed.
After sighing, he opened his eyes and said brightly:
"Teaching, Godfather, can you find out the organization that made that bullet just now?"
You boy, that's a sect that follows your gods...... However, I can't blame you, you don't have any brains...... Moreover, for the evil gods, as long as they can free the descending angels from their seals, no matter how many benefactors they sacrifice, it is worth sacrificing, and returning to the angel's stomach is equivalent to returning to the kingdom of heaven of the gods...... Lumian muttered a few words silently, nodded slightly, agreed, stood up slowly, and walked back to the bedroom.
Lying on the bed, he opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling with chandeliers hanging from it, without the slightest drowsiness, even though the scent of absinthe lingered on the tip of his nose.
After staring quietly for an unknown amount of time, Lumian laughed at himself and tried to use meditation to help him fall asleep.
He slowly sketched a round ball with long eyes and a fork in his mind.
His state settled down and drowsiness began to rise.
At this moment, Lumian was stunned for a moment.
Meditation was taught by my sister, and the patterns of meditation were also drawn by my sister......
Lumian laughed softly, shaking his laughter.
A few minutes later, he indulged himself and recalled every bit of life in Kordu Village, including the time he spent in his dreams.
Even the latter, looking at it now, has some kind of indescribable warmth.
As his thoughts diverged, Lumian remembered his sister's contract creature "White Paper":
"I don't know what the current state of 'blank paper' is......
"Strictly speaking, Aurore is not completely dead yet, and the contract between her and the 'blank paper' should still exist......
"It's a pity that contract creatures are not messengers, they can only be summoned by themselves, otherwise, I would like to summon 'blank paper' to see how it is doing......
"In Auror's words, this means that when you see what is left behind, you think of that person? Or, like someone who even likes her pet?
"Uh, it's not that I can't summon it, since Thermipolos sealed in my body and I are one, then Auror's soul fragment should be the same, and my summoning is equivalent to Aurore summoning ......."
Thinking of this, Lumian sat up.
He set up the altar in the darkness and recited the incantation in the corresponding language:
"Me!
"I call in my name:
"A spirit that hovers in vanity, a friendly creature that can be driven, a fragile sphere that can communicate with my heart......"
As the incantation echoed, the candlelight swayed gently, and nothing happened.
Lumian, who had turned on his "spiritual vision", did not see the "white paper" that appeared in his dream.
Shout...... He lay back on the bed in disappointment.
Time passed minute by minute, and Lumian, who had never been able to fall asleep, suddenly became awake and no longer tired.
It was 6 o'clock in the morning.
Lumian got up in silence and began to tidy up the altar.
At this time, the "doll" messenger wearing a small pale gold dress came out of the void and threw a dark coin bag and a piece of letter paper folded into squares on the table.
The reward that Ms. "Magician" said has arrived? One of them is a "traveler's bag"? Lumian perked up and grabbed the dark coin bag.
The "doll" messenger glanced at him, raised his hand and pinched his nose and said:
"Drunkard!
"The clothes stink!"
Belch...... Lumian, who hadn't taken a shower or changed clothes last night, coughed awkwardly and thanked him.
He waited until the "doll" messenger left before he continued to check what rewards were available.
(End of this chapter)