The Last Apostle Chapter 85: Truth

It took a long time for a group of people to react from the shock, Ji Rishou couldn't help but murmured:

"This is the black priest's diary... This guy's hobbies are really different! I would like to know how this diary is written?"

The clown said lightly:

"We couldn't believe this matter at the beginning, but after careful research, we found that it seemed absurd, but it was actually reasonable... The Singing Grass can be domesticated, You should know this kind of thing, right?"

A person next to him immediately nodded and said:

"That's right, that's right. There is a cat demon called Gardener Ruhr who is good at planting and domesticating Singing Grass, using this plant to fight back. Some Gardener Ruhr will also carry improved Singing Grass seeds on his body. It is used to counterattack the enemy who attacks oneself."

The clown said:

"Yes, this is the second important point. The Singing Grass is actually a very strange species, between animals and plants. It can be domesticated and improved. The black priest has the habit of keeping a diary , but unfortunately the diary he wrote fell into the hands of the enemy. The enemy almost used the records in his diary to kill him, but the black priest found that he had no other entertainment besides writing the diary. Therefore, he thought of a way to allow himself to write a diary without worrying about the diary being leaked!"

"He found a lot of Singing Grass, and then improved them continuously. The improvement must have lasted for a while, and the Singing Grass in front of him is the result of his improvement. He sacrificed it every day. You only need to tell the diary you want to record to this mourning grass, and this mourning grass will record it completely. When the black priest wants to read it, you only need to press your finger on the petals of the mourning grass Now, the two sides can directly communicate with each other!"

"To be precise, the black priest can not only enter information into the mourning grass, but also read self-information from the mourning grass...and this strain of mourning grass has just been improved, It is only the size of a palm, even a black priest with a flower pot can carry it with him."

Everyone listened to the clown very seriously, the clown continued:

"According to the historical data we inquired, the black priest was surrounded by the empire's law enforcement team in the end. He knew that he was defeated and blew himself up to death. The scope of the explosion was deliberately increased, and there was no body left in the end. Of course, the people around who were in charge of the autopsy would certainly not notice that a small mourning grass went up, not to mention that the mourning grass has the ability to suddenly retract into the ground ability?"

"Then we don't know exactly what happened. According to the analysis of the hired experts, it is nothing more than a mutation. There are many reasons for this situation. For example, the black priest is improving this mourning grass. It was not thorough at the time, which led to the mutation several years later. For example, when the black priest blew himself up, his resentment and spirit were absorbed by this thing. In short, it mutated, and then escaped the strict search and survived. Down."

"Next, it was the growth period of this monster. It began to break through the normal boundaries of the Singing Grass and became a monster like the giant tree guardian Rodin. At the same time, it had the ability to move slowly. What was even more terrifying was , it also has the ability to create illusions. When this guy was in its heyday, it once blocked the famous Panshi Mountain Road, and slaughtered more than 300 caravan members at one time to absorb their nutrients. attacks and disappeared.”

"Because there are a large number of exorcists in Xu Zu's anti-demon group, most of these exorcists are good at using the power of veins and flames, so the mutant mourning grass needs to expel and suppress the chakras that penetrate deep into the body. The power of flames is He had no choice but to escape into the Ten Thousand Years Snow Mountain, hoping to heal himself with the help of the cold air here. However, it caught Skasa's attention by hunting the ice spiders here, and finally Skasa flew out, using his own dragon The breath froze it, and then dragged it into the nest like the rest of the prey."

"It's just that when Skasa wanted to devour it, maybe it was the remaining chakra and the power of flames in this guy's body, or maybe it was the power of the black priest injected that made Skasa very unappetizing. Perhaps these remaining powers are nothing to Scassa, but given the choice, normal people would not eat a piece of spoiled cheese, right? So, the weeping grass monster was frozen in Si Inside Casa's lair... until we get it out."

After listening to the clown's explanation, Mixia was silent for a while and said:

"So is it alive or dead now?"

The clown said simply:

"It has turned into the form of undead, which is caused by the power of the black priest in its body. When it was hit by Skasa's dragon breath, it was still alive and possessed the special vitality of plants. However, after so many years Yes, its power has already passed away bit by bit in this ice, even if it turns into an undead, it is impossible to break free from the shackles of the dragon's breath ice, I can guarantee this."

Another man covered in black steel armor suddenly said:

"If this is the case, how did you read this very different diary?"

The clown pointed to the ice wall, and said:

"We will read how the black priest reads. Don't forget, the fundamental purpose of his cultivating this thing is to keep a diary, so no matter how powerful or mutated this mourning grass monster is, its most fundamental Power and usefulness, that is, it is used to keep the diary of the black priest, because it has become very powerful, so even if its life is gone, this usefulness is still there... I seem to have mentioned it to you just now This guy has the ability to create illusions, right? That's how we read this diary."

Speaking of this, the clown snapped his fingers, and then the staff who were ready beside him began to get busy. You can see that there are electric scaffolding slowly rising around the huge blue ice that preserves the giant moaning grass monster. Then, a group of people discovered that two pipelines with a length of tens of meters had been dug out from the top of the giant ice, one on the left and one on the right. The limbs in the middle layer, but there should still be a distance of one or two feet.

The clown pointed to the mass of red flower buds on the head of the Weeping Grass Monster:

"This thing is the organ of the Mourning Grass to perceive the outside world, similar to the human head, responsible for sensing the external environment, and at the same time releasing some kind of seductive gas according to the situation, luring animals to come nearby, and then the Mourning Grass It will stab out from the ground in an instant, and the long thorns that pop out of the surface of the body like a prickly pear will kill it, and we have made arrangements for this.”

At this moment, two streams of red liquid had begun to be injected into the two pipes, and then, the strangest thing happened, some messy lines or patterns began to appear around the light blue giant ice, and then It began to become clearer. To put it simply, it was like a first-person movie without editing. It was very boring. I woke up alone, had breakfast, then read some documents and began to practice magic. ….

It's just that the people present, even Mi Xia, felt shocked. They already understood the reason why the clown "read" this diary. Things like life have special senses, so the clown releases the blood in to make it feel that the food is coming.

However, this monster is sealed in the ice at this time, so the only way for this monster to hunt is to instinctively create illusions, and it has become an undead creature, and its autonomous memory in life has been lost and shattered. Eighth, then what can be used is the "diary" written by the black priest himself, and the memory instilled in it!

"Pa, pa, pa..." At this moment, there was a clear and clear applause, and it was Mixia who applauded first. Since she took the lead, the rest of the people must follow suit. applauded.

"Excellent idea, excellent behavior!"

After a while, when the applause subsided, Ji Rishou had already winked at the man in the black body armor, and the man immediately asked in a kind tone:

"In this way, the black priest almost poured all the important memories he wanted to keep into this mourning grass monster?"

The clown said:

"Yes."

The man immediately asked a pointed question:

"The black priest is the person who injects memories. Of course, he remembers which day is the most important to him, and there must be some way to read this special diary in a targeted manner. However, Moriarty, you Have you mastered this reading method?"

The clown's face started to look ugly:

"No."

The man continued:

"I remember you said ~IndoMTL.com~ The black priest's hobby is to write a diary, right?"

The clown said sullenly:

"Yes."

This humane:

"According to the records, the black priest lived for more than 150 years before he was intercepted and besieged. If he wrote a diary every three days, the amount left is also very amazing. Numbers, in fact, we have been here for fifteen minutes, and the black priest’s diary has not eaten all the breakfast of the day... and the liquid you injected into the ice hole to stimulate the moaning grass monster is about to be used up exhausted.”

Speaking of which, the man twitched his nose:

"If I'm not mistaken, the liquid you inject into the ice hole is mixed with ice crystal powder. This thing is very expensive, so the cost for you to read the memory of the black priest should be very high." High? And at this time, the Singing Grass monster has already turned into an undead, so it is not ruled out that it will often transform into the same content after being stimulated...."