Chapter 1517 (1/2)

Think, think carefully, the old man in front of him is dying. Although it is estimated that he will not die within the limit of natural life in a few years, he will never separate life to create soldiers. So who does the vitality in these soldiers come from?

Those life school mages outside? Unlikely. First of all, most of those people don't know the existence of mural soldiers. This old man is obviously the deepest secret of the whole school. I'm afraid that except a few mages, others don't know that there are controllers above the representatives of the school.

It is hard to absorb anger from living people without echoing with its original owner. This is by no means what a secret method should look like.

Similarly, these anger will not come from other mages. The caster is very sensitive to his own state. If the anger flowing from himself is used by others, there will be clues no matter how far away it is.

So, does this anger come from ordinary people in this city? It is not difficult to get their anger. The problem is that the city of ten thousand dharmas has clear regulations that people are not allowed to be the test object of magic. Therefore, the act of extracting anger from living people is naturally prohibited. Of course, if the mage takes ordinary people as material, I'm afraid they will have to deal with everything here by themselves soon.

However, the restrictions on rules are not necessarily useful for the existence of such a level as the elderly. He still has a way to collect the anger of ordinary residents. But in that case, can the collected anger really drive this level of mural warriors in such a small amount?

You know, although there is no difference between good and bad anger, different people's anger will have different states. The vitality flowing in their bodies is naturally different between vigorous teenagers and old people, trained soldiers and sedentary clerks.

Not to mention the difference between man and other intelligent creatures or animals, it's like the blood between different creatures can't be shared with each other.

If a complete magic warrior can be driven by such a small amount of vitality, even if the means of the caster constituting this spell are exquisite, its source power must be superior. It is impossible to achieve this proportion only by relying on the vitality of ordinary people, and the vitality of living people is difficult to preserve, and they will escape naturally.

After all, in the body of living creatures, vitality is constantly emerging. Before death, vitality originates from the five internal organs, limbs and bones like a clear spring in the spring. On the contrary, it also means that the vitality of the last moment may leave the human body and dissipate in the air with exhalation at the next moment.

There is no container in the mural soldiers to limit the flow of anger. Yellow sand and paint alone can't trap invisible things. In other words, condensing in a form is itself the characteristics of vitality.

Will condense together and don't want to dissipate the anger. What flashed in cheese's eyes, he thought of a possibility that met this condition and might be related to the school of life. And if he guesses right, the immediate crisis can be broken in an instant.

”Ask you something, Caras, can you sing?” at the critical moment when the opponent was pressing step by step, the cheese suddenly said in a relaxed tone to the companion standing on his side ready to fight.

Kellas glanced at the grey robe, but out of trust and sophistication, he replied, ”yes, I naturally learned music theory and taught me an elf, but later he said too long and miscellaneous, so I didn't listen.”

”Great. Wait a minute, I need you to give me a standard sound, just the elf one. I need it as the casting material. The longer you can sing, the better.”

”I see. But are you sure you can beat these things by sound? It's a little weird.”

Keiras jumped on the shoulder of a mural soldier and tried to tear the latter's throat with his claws. However, when one claw was photographed, he only felt a pain in his fingernails. At the same time, he was swept by the latter's weapons. He had no choice but to return to the origin. In his opinion, these soldiers are very difficult to defeat if they don't make tricks.