Chapter 305: Brand of Wisdom

"Life cannot be created. It has existed in the world for a long time. As long as the 'body' that carries life grows to a level that is sufficient to carry life, life will awaken."

"The undead has no body." Gris couldn't help but interrupt.

"The body can be in the form of energy, such as elemental creatures."

When talking about elemental creatures, Gris thought of Fiery. Isn’t the element of destruction just an elemental creature?

If the energy is also seen as the body carrying the soul, the words of the Tree of Life will be much easier to understand. Gris thought for a while and nodded.

"I don't know what the key to generating wisdom is. My ability is not able to touch the most original puzzle in this world for the time being, but the source of wisdom can be. As long as the energy input is maintained, it will produce a batch of imprints of wisdom every once in a while, and these imprints are the source of wisdom of the elves."

Gris couldn't help but project all his thoughts on the green crystal in front of him. The translucent green crystals kept changing light and darkness, but no matter how Gris looked, he could only see these.

Such an ordinary crystal, which is not much different from the magic crystal, can actually produce a brand of wisdom? Doesn’t that mean that based on these brand of wisdom, the soul fires that are sacrificed have wisdom? Thinking of this possibility, Gris felt that the beating of his soul was much more rapid.

"Why is this happening? Why can wisdom be created?" asked Gris.

"I don't know that energy will become disorderly and chaotic when entering it, and it is very likely that there is a world that exists in a way that I can't understand."

Gris has a rich knowledge of a whole library, and the Tree of Life has a long memory of hundreds of thousands of years. One is the crystallization of group wisdom and the other is the essence of long years. Both can be said to be the most profound existence in the world. If even they don’t know the answer, who else will know the answer?

After studying for a long time, I couldn't see the reason. The guess that there might be a world that exists in the tree of life that does not understand is that he could not see it at all. Even so, Gris simply ignored it. As long as he knew that this crystal could produce a mark of wisdom under the input of energy, it would be enough.

With these imprints of wisdom, it means that he can create a wise soul, an undead creature who knows how to pretend to be dead and has high intelligence like a demon.

"How to do it?" Gris couldn't wait to ask.

The source of wisdom requires a long-term continuous energy input. Depending on the intensity of the input energy, the time required varies. After reaching a certain level of energy input, the source of wisdom will produce a batch of wisdom imprints of varying numbers.

"Now, there are thousands of marks of wisdom awakening in the source of life. These marks are useless to me. Now I'm giving them to you. Thank you for your selfless assistance to me." The tree of life said, and the vines holding crystals were wrapped in, retreating one after another, revealing the source of wisdom.

When wrapped in vines, the whole crystal looks only the size of a head, but now it is revealed that what was revealed before was only one-third of the volume. The whole crystal is squirrel, one end thick and the other end is thin, like the shape of a cross-edge shield.

Gris suddenly thought of a question: "The source of wisdom has been given to me. Can the elves produce descendants of wisdom again?"

"The imprint of wisdom can be inherited and continued through bloodlines. Today's elves no longer need these imprints." The voice of the Tree of Life echoed in the space.

The invisible force pulls the entire crystal to hang quietly in the air.

In the ever-dark world of death, Pamir rode on his skeleton horse and wandered silently. He had been doing such activities for countless years, predating and growing in predation. In the past, his wandering had no purpose, and he could count wherever he went. If he had to say that there was a central point, the black warrior settlement in the place of birth could be counted as a center.

But now, his central point has changed, and it has become a circular range centered on the underground fortress. Generally, there is no special situation, and he will not leave this range too far. In the past, he was a free black warrior, but now he is a black warrior marquis loyal to Gris.

Losing freedom, his soul and destiny are in the hands of others. Pamir was not willing to give up at first. Although this change brought about a level improvement, if he really wanted to give his soul to a king, he would have long dedicated his soul to a king in exchange for this improvement.

Palmi has never done this because he is unwilling to give his soul and destiny to others to control.

Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything now. Gris used a method he did not know to engrave the soul vow into his soul. Since then, everything he has been in Gris's hands.

The soul vow is a very magical constraint, with the soul as the foundation, so that he cannot even think of resisting. As long as he has the idea of ​​resisting in his heart, the power of the vow will forcibly erase this idea. Even if he wants to die together, he cannot do it.

No matter how strong a soul is, it cannot violate the constraints of this vow. By now, Pamir has basically accepted his fate. Although he has lost his freedom, it can at least be exchanged for the improvement of his strength, right?

However, during this period, except for his wandering scope to be centered on the underground fortress, there was no big change in the rest. Gris did not force him to contribute anything, but instead gave him the most important place to guard. Although there was no trust in the soul vow, so many people did not stay, but kept him guarding. This was at least a kind of attention. Pamir couldn't help but feel a pressure that had not been there for a long time.

It was too long to become an undead creature, so long that his memories when he was a dark elf had almost been forgotten. If Gris had not searched for his memories, he would probably not have remembered the name Pamir himself. Now he has a more familiar name - the Black Knight.

Pamir couldn't help but feel regretful when he patted the skeleton war horse that had been put together for a lot of effort. He used to be unable to capture the Hell Flame Horse, so he had to adopt this compromise method. Now his realm is improved, and when his soul is stable, he has the ability to capture the Flame Horse and become a real Death Knight.

The Black Warrior and the Death Knight are not simple, with more mounts and less differences. The flame horse, which is born with earth-fire talent and ability to cross space, can completely change the strength of the Black Warrior. Some people have long summarized the unique tactics of the Death Knight. Only one teleportation and sprinting move, few people can withstand it.

But if you change to a new mount, you will definitely have to give up the skeleton horse that has been following him for so long. If the skeleton horse is wise, you should be reluctant to leave it.
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