"In addition to emotional aspects, I am more curious about whether the 'sublimation gene' will enhance the power of His Royal Highness? Or, it will enhance the... resistance to certain evil spirits, extraordinary, and filthy products?" Aaron said curiously.

He needs to know more about the current crown prince who is about to fully control the scepter of the Empire and is experiencing great power.

Even though Aaron was Ivant's teacher of history and mysticism at the University of Zhnetsk, and the two reached a temporary and subtle agreement on Aaron and the post-war issues, he knew that war was cruel, and the post-war world was even more cruel and intricate.

"Mr. Aaron." Fansuo reminded Aaron, who was slightly stunned, in a green voice.

"Well, you said." Aaron nodded to relieve his embarrassment, stretched out his right hand, and made a gentleman invitation move.

"The influence of the 'sublimation gene' is hidden and usually does not appear on the surface. For example, every time a magic source sequence core is obtained, its own power and control of the magic source power will definitely be improved by a level. Take the flame magic source power as an example, humans in rank 7 can at most condense a fireball like a date core, while the savages in rank 5 can at least eject a raging fire like a 'flamethrower'." Fansuo explained.

"What you just introduced should be the so-called "explicit" power displayed on the surface. Is the influence of "implicity" directed at thinking, wisdom, or some unpredictable "comprehension" ability?" Aaron used his common sense to speculate.

"It's all 'unconcretized' ability. Of course, Mr. Aaron, your guess is reasonable." Fansuo showed a child-like innocent smile and agreed.

Immediately afterwards, he took out his cloak with his hands tied up by shackles, stepped forward a few steps, and muttered the spell and spirit in front of Aaron, and began to surge the magic power that was filled with water in his body as if it was filled with water.

Suddenly, colorful magic power, like fireworks blooming in the long night of the New Year, spread out from his hands.

They are composed of countless fine particles of Mars and fast-gliding light strips, interlaced and constantly changing arrangements and combinations, gathering into a thin, silk-like rectangular curtain based on chaotic tones.

"If the curtain made up of these magical powers is a concrete manifestation of the influence of "hiddenness", please put your hand into it, touch it with your heart, feel it, understand it, and then try to understand it. If you have "inspiration", you will soon realize the mystery." Fansuo said, with a subtle expression on his face, and he took a step back.

"Okay." Aaron replied simply.

Immediately, I took off all the items I wore on my right hand, put them in my top pocket, and put my hand into it without hesitation.

At first, he just felt like he had touched the cold lake water, with a slight tingling feeling, and he could even see the ever-changing ripples of color spreading on the "curtain".

But as the time his hand passed through the curtain was longer, he felt a sense of transparency that penetrated into his soul and spirit.

It was like sleeping deeply for 12 hours in extreme fatigue, and then I woke up naturally, then opened the curtains to welcome the relaxation and comfort of the morning sun.

This comfort lasted for two or three minutes, and Aaron was intoxicated by this feeling and couldn't even extricate himself.

But he did not realize that although the comfort had not disappeared, the color of the "curtain" became dimmer.

From the beginning, it instantly turned into dark blue in the middle, with dark edges, intertwined with continuous progressive existence.

Half a minute later, Aaron felt the pain on his arm became stronger and stronger, but the pleasure and comfort of his spirit continued.

After another half a minute, he gradually felt pain, depression, depression, frenzy, restlessness, madness and other emotions that were enough to defeat normal humans.

At the same time, the "curtain" in front of him completely transformed into a strange monster face.

And his right hand was now stuffed into the monster's mouth with a rotten smell.

"What is this?" Aaron was a little surprised and stared ahead with a puzzled look.

In an instant, he seemed to have lost his instinct to belong to a living creature. He actually gave up thinking and became dull, looking at the terrifying product ahead.

It was a twisted face, with a human outline, but it was spliced ​​entirely in the style of a beast.

His two pairs of eyes had no whites, and were standard round, one big and one small, with a black inside. The original position of blinking eyes turned into tiny tentacles, flesh-colored, wriggling like maggots.

Moreover, it has unhealthy purple skin, and its surface is not smooth, but is as rough as a stepping stone.

The "face" without organ coverage is covered by pustules that look like craters on the moon, scattered and exposed the broken skin inside, and the liquid intertwined with bright red and milky white flowing.

The beard on its lips is composed of small snakes with strange patterns. They stretched up "obediently" and deliberately avoided Aaron's arms.

But the mouth was a bit terrifyingly big, like a hole half the size of a basketball appeared on the face of a normal person.

Looking inside the mouth covered with cyan twisted blood vessels, Aaron noticed that the mouth had no tongue, replaced by a thick and fat caterpillar with reddish-brown spots.

Its teeth are quite normal. Except for the small number, only four, which look like a blood clan, it is still the only "normal" piece.

What's strange is that when facing a human face that is very dangerous like a monster, with Aaron's usual posture, the dark magic source power in his body will immediately surge, and quickly activate the exclusive skill of [Teducator] to destroy the monster in front of him.

If the situation is extreme, he will definitely pull out his pistol and shoot his wrist. Even if he breaks the arm, he will still escape from danger.

But at this time, not only did he feel calm, but he even wanted to carefully observe more details of this "face". Even though his whole body was shaking, he felt a severe pain as if he was being cut by sharp objects.

"Mr. Aaron, it's OK, please take your arm back." Fansuo's tender young man's voice came.

In an instant, Aaron felt a long-lost fear and panic, his head felt dizzy, and the severe pain all over his body stimulated him to pull out his arm.

Aaron was gasping for breath, not caring about wiping pea-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, bent over, his eyes tightened, and he savored the inexplicable mental abnormality just now.

About ten seconds later, a cheerful smile appeared in his throat, which was not in line with his politician identity.

Then, he stood up straight, twisted the corners of his mouth and said in a deep voice:

"I understand, Fansuo, I know what you mean. Indeed, the 'sublimation gene' is an extremely extraordinary product. He first lets the owner feel the extreme beauty and imprints that wonderful and comfortable feeling deep into the soul, just like injecting a sequential potion, creating a mysterious barrier that acts as a protective effect."

"Yes, this is the first level." Fansuo agreed with a smile.

"But when beauty disappears, filth and darkness come, the owner will not panic. Instead, he will observe the darkness with interest, and then think about its weaknesses in his heart, and then break it, occupy it, and finally destroy it. But the owner itself will not collapse. Instead, when darkness condenses to the extreme, he may suddenly realize deeper philosophical propositions. I could vaguely feel it just now, but I cannot go further, and I cannot describe it in words."

"I know that one of the topics of occultism is spirituality. What the 'sublimation gene' enhances is the ability to find and reserve spirituality. It can provide the owner with the strongest and extraordinary spiritual defense power, which is an absolutely invincible existence for the lost, at least to me."

"It's wonderful, wonderful." Fansuo exclaimed, raising his hands in shackles to applaud.

Immediately afterwards, his right hand gently waved, and the monster "face" in front of him suddenly dissipated, and all the transformed Mars flew back to his palms and drowned in his thin and childlike body.

"You," Fansuo looked Aaron up and down, stretched out his left hand, pressed it on Aaron's heart, and said:

"Your feelings cannot be said to be irrelevant to the description of the 'sublimation gene', it is exactly the same. Yes, the 'sublimation gene', 'divine nature' and 'red magic power' have an absolutely invincible existence against filthy and extraordinary things, that is, it is difficult for the spirit to collapse no matter what."

"The reason why the product of evil charm has powerful power is that it will unknowingly exert extreme mental pressure on the victims, thereby inducing them to collapse wildly and finally understand their lives. His Royal Highness is such a person who cannot be shaken by evil charm. His spiritual strength and his vision of peace and beautifulness attracted me, so I chose to stay here voluntarily and serve him until the end of the war. Well, Mr. Aaron..." Fansuo brought the topic to the right track and said:

"Let that girl Ina come out. I just want to see what kind of human being as evil as a snake-haired banshee can drive so many strong lost people so crazy, so humble, and so... to death in pain."

"Of course." Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at the edge of the altar, and greeted:

"Ina, come out, this time we must listen to the 'confused singing' you are best at."

"Okay, Mr. Aaron." A sweet voice of a girl came from the air.

When the four of them looked at the source of the sound, an oval area emitting a wonderful light appeared at the rear of the altar, forming a small door emitting a strong mysterious and illusory aura.

Immediately afterwards, a girl walked out gracefully from the door and stood just in the center of the altar, covered with mottled, scratched marble tiles.

When the girl stood still and the small door behind her disappeared, the electrical lamps in the entire underground space instantly broke and no longer emitted incandescent light.

But strangely, the electrical lamp, which should have lost its function, immediately emitted a rich red light, just like the crimson moon hanging high among the stars in the universe before and after the mysterious thing descended!

Just as Fansuo opened his mouth wide and stared at the girl Ina in surprise, Aaron showed a gentle smile and said caringly in an extremely low voice:
Chapter completed!