Fake Ancient God

Buck carefully pulled the tattoo on Nie Yuan's back and looked at it from beginning to end.

And on the palm, bursts of ripples appeared, like a precision instrument scanning something.

This situation did not last long. About two or three minutes later, Buck patted Nie Yuan on the shoulder and said:

"I haven't noticed what you said, but I can't confirm its completeness or incompleteness. It is still difficult for me to deeply dissect some of its characteristics for a fourth-level abstract source.

But in addition, there is another discovery. "

"What is it?"

Nie Yuan turned his head and asked.

Buck didn't answer immediately, but instead asked: "The suddenness you make up now is a pair of wings, right?"

"Yes, the same as before."

"Then, in your imagination, are there any flaws in this pair of wings, even a little bit?"

"This……"

Although Nie Yuan didn't know what Buck meant, he still calmed down to feel it. After a while, he slowly shook his head and said, "I don't have the kind of flawed feeling you mentioned, but the incomplete intuition is always strong."

"Your intuition is probably correct."

Buck said: "Only at the level of the abstract source, such a situation is too rare, it can be seen that this abstract source is definitely not a derivative, but a real thing with the original source of the abstract source.

Since it is incomplete, it means that there is another part of it that is outside, and even the part that is outside is even higher than the painting you have obtained.

It's like a gold coin, broken into two pieces, no one knows which piece contains more gold, unless the two pieces of gold coin are put together again for comparison. "

Speaking of this, Buck paused for a while, and then placed his finger on the angel wing on the right side of Nie Yuan's back, saying: "And since you don't have that kind of flaw, it proves that this inkblot is it. Automatically generated, not the same as the original."

When Nie Yuan heard the words in front of Buck, he was thinking a lot in his heart, but when he heard this, he was stunned again, and said, "Ink ink? What do you mean?"

While speaking, he saw the angel wings on his back, moving with his thoughts, and crawling to his chest again, forming a front and rear mirror image.

Now Nie Yuan lowered his head and could see where Buck pointed.

There was indeed a pea-sized smear of ink there, what appeared to be a complete painting, splattered with a drop of water that melted the paint and gave it a blurry distortion.

But this kind of tattoo that blends into the skin is not an ordinary pigment, so how can it be easily blurred.

As Nie Yuan just said, in his fantasy, there is no such flaw.

At first, the angel wings that were manifested for the first time were also flawless. Now, they are more familiar with the same pattern through mind, but ink marks appeared, which is clearly something that should not be done.

Buck's next words answered Nie Yuan's doubts.

He said: "If my calculations are correct, every time you use the power of this abstract source, the ink will get bigger and bigger, until the whole painting is completely blurred and distorted.

At that point, the source of abstraction can get out of hand again, out of your control.

The good news is that even if you've just used the Abstract Source Power a few times, the ink is about the size of a pea and looks like it will last a long time.

The bad news is that if you overdraw its power too seriously, the rate at which this blurring should grow should be quicker.

This is also in line with the popular logic of using abstract sources, and borrowing its power comes at a cost.

However, the price for others may be your own life and even your soul, and because you have conquered it, the price has been transformed into such ink. "

Nie Yuan suddenly realized when he heard the words, and thought again.

The angel wings on his chest returned to the shoulder blades, in a folded shape, covering most of his back.

"That is to say, it only subdues me temporarily. Although it is reluctant, it has been subdued by me, and it has to work for me obediently until the day when its endurance is exhausted? And this kind of ink is its endurance value, when The endurance value is completely used up, and it wants to carry a bucket and run away again?"

"That's understandable."

Buck nodded and said, "Every time your thoughts and descriptions make my eyes shine, Nie Yuan, as if this world is a game in your eyes."

"what……"

Nie Yuan let out a haha ​​and said, "Then can I pay it a salary so that its resistance value can be exhausted slowly, or even make up for the depleted resistance value?"

Buck shook his head and said: "I don't know about this, you need to find out for yourself, but if you have to think like this, I think there is a way, maybe it will be paid to it, and it will definitely be happy to accept it, even, You might also try to really, permanently capture it for your own use that way."

Nie Yuan's eyes lit up and asked, "What method?"

Buck replied: "Find and also rein in the part that it left behind, and it must be paid in full for that kind of salary."

"It makes sense...Although I still don't know what the logic is, it sounds quite intuitive."

Nie Yuan said with a smile: "But the world is so big, where can I go to find its relatives left behind? I don't know how many relatives are scattered, or how high the level is, in case the person who broke the gold coins back then , not only broke the gold coin into two pieces, but dozens of halves, scattered all over the world."

"It's possible."

Buck calmly said: "But the possibility is not very big, because it is very contrary to logic to divide the abstract source into two or three parts, and let these two or three parts have independent characteristics, and each can breed its own derivatives. .

It is enough to show that the complete gold coin at that time must be very strong and tough, and the gold content is extremely high, which is not comparable to ordinary abstract sources.

If it is still possible to divide his body into many parts and seal them all over the world as in the legend, the gods split the devil...

Then you may have mastered a super abstract source that is enough for the United Church to provide you with, which is so powerful that we can't imagine it until now, but it is also guilty. "

Abstract sources also have limits.

Just like those equally mysterious derivatives, after the abstract source is subdued, it will disappear without a trace.

If there is an abstract source, powerful enough to be divided into many parts, it can still maintain the original characteristics, but the power level is reduced.

Then it means that the essence of the abstract source may be so powerful that it is like the legendary demon king.

Because only that kind of extremely powerful thing can be divided into the body~www.wuxiaspot.com~ disintegrates the soul, and the organs are removed, and each part that is decomposed can maintain its extraordinary and stable characteristics.

Therefore, Buck would assert with certainty that there was only one thing Nie Yuan had captured, and at most two relatives were left behind.

"Wait."

Nie Yuan spoke suddenly, as if remembering something.

He looked at Buck and said, "Although the world is too big, we can't locate the part it left behind, but... maybe we can still find clues, and it's within this royal city."

"How?" Buck asked.

"Prince Lawrence!"

Nie Yuan thought of something and said: "This painting was originally Prince Lawrence, who was bought from another place. Morris, who deliberately found fault, wanted to bring this painting back, but it was also very obscure.

Although his brain is not very good and his acting skills are very poor, I can feel that they are reluctant to express their intentions, and they are deliberately hiding something. Maybe in that prince, we can find the clues we want. "