Chapter 83 Soul Transformation

With the magician's hand, a blurry shadow like an air snake emerged from Mu Hua's body.

Although it is not invisible and intangible, the blurry shadow is like the hazy air under scorching heat, and it will be ignored if you are not careful.

The fuzzy 'air snake', which is as thick as an arm, does not have a palm shape on the top, but Mu Hua can make it grasp objects as flexibly as five fingers.

A dagger dropped by a little devil a dozen meters away was picked up by the wizard's hand, and Mu Hua swung the dagger in various trajectories in the air like a flying sword.

Mages don't practice martial arts, only magicians who can't learn the Mage's Hand practice martial arts.

Mages play with spears, mages who practice martial arts are all losers, and mages who are not good at close combat are all so reserved...

The dagger was taken back by Mu Hua from a distance and floated in the air in front of Mu Hua.

Identification skill is used. Metal dagger: sharpness 30.

Such a rusty dagger is actually an equipment, which means that this dagger is mixed with magical metal.

However, Mu Hua's focus was not on the dagger.

An identification spell would consume about 1% of Mu Hua's magic power, but this % of magic power was enough for Mu Hua to hold the dagger and stab for about ten minutes with the mage's hand. This was calculated based on Mu Hua's current magic power value.

"Hand of the Mage?" Taibetha was slightly surprised. She was more or less accustomed to Mu Hua's 'erudition'.

Mu Hua had invented the bone shield and inherent magic, as well as the mage's hand, which most demon hunter-level mages could not learn. Taibetha was somewhat numb.

"Zha~~~" the strange cry of the little devil.

"Puff~" After the sound of a blunt knife cutting leather, Mu Hua stabbed the dagger into the heart of a little devil. The little devil twitched twice in the hands of the skeleton guard, and then there was no movement.

The wizard's hand is controlled by consciousness, and the speed depends on the frequency of thinking. Within the extended range, it is like controlling one's own arm.

The warrior's eyes and hands are steady and fierce, while the mage's eyes and hands are far-reaching and fast.

Using the Mage's Hand to do things does not feel strenuous or stressful. It feels like touch, and like a controllable mechanical arm.

When you lift heavy objects, you will only feel whether you can lift them or not. But if you can't lift them, you can't lift them, no matter how hard you try.

So the mage is so elegant (pretending). . .

Sensitive, but numb, a very strange feeling. While trying, Mu Hua picked up the little devil in the hand of another skeleton guard.

The wizard pinched the little devil's neck with his hands, letting the little devil, which weighed less than a hundred pounds, struggle and tear in mid-air.

Mu Hua could even feel the pulsation and struggle of the little devil on his neck.

The little devil was tearing at the neck area, making Mu Hua feel that the wizard's hand would be torn apart by it at any time.

But the little devil's claws passed through the extended part of the 'air snake' as if they were passing through the air.

Mu Hua nodded secretly. It was also his first time to experience the Mage's Hand. It seemed that the Mage's Hand was not an arm made of magic.

Although it has a vague extended shape, only the 'hand' part is an energy structure produced by the combination of magic power and the caster's consciousness.

It is a very convenient and practical ability. It can lift, drag, kill people, and set fires without any interference. However, this thing cannot pull the caster's body, nor can it serve as a medium for performing combat skills.

You can't cast spells, and you can only slash with a knife. You can "fly the sword" but you can't fly it, and don't expect to use it to draw blood in this lifetime.

"What are you going to do with these little demons?" Taibesha looked at the little demons that were lifted up by Mu Hua in the air with some envy, or rather, she was envious of the wizard's hand that was holding the little demons.

Warriors may not necessarily be unable to defeat mages, but they usually envy the mages' strange abilities.

The Mage's Hand is a universal magic, and learning it does not even require any magical adaptability.

Taibetha had also tried to gain insight before, but unfortunately, she had consumed more than ten volumes of magic books but still had not learned anything. In the end, she had to give up this interesting magic temporarily.

"Do you like it? I'll teach you later." After throwing the little devil in the wizard's hand to the skeleton guard, Mu Hua turned around and said to Taibetha with a smile.

"Not for now. I don't plan to be distracted by it." Feeling that Mu Hua was showing off a bit, Taibesha shook her head, rolled her eyes at Mu Hua, and asked Mu Hua again why he caught the little devil.

The battle was over long ago, and in addition to the imps that were killed, the skeleton guards also captured four or five alive.

"Didn't I tell you that he fainted the day before yesterday? I'm studying magic, and these should be the real bodies. I need to use them to do some experiments." Mu Hua emphasized this as he asked the skeleton guard to bring a little devil in front of him.

Taibesha chuckled, her smile was quite strange, and she stopped asking Mu Hua. She went to the side to look through the dropped items that had been picked up.

Mu Hua didn't lie this time, but he repeatedly emphasized the fainting incident, which made Taibesha find it interesting.

Soul transformation was all caused by that skill stone. Now Mu Hua had a lot of strange knowledge in his head, which covered a wide range of aspects but seemed extremely incomplete.

Because the direction that this knowledge ultimately points to seems to be the creation of souls.

Yes, it’s a soul, not a ghost.

But Mu Hua couldn't figure it out. What was the point of spending so much effort and resources to build that thing? Wouldn't it be better to just capture a human and extract his soul?
The only application Mu Hua could think of in this regard was the derivation of magical life and undead.

However, undead derivation is a complete high-level magic, and soul transformation does not contain any knowledge related to magical life.

Well, leaving aside the creation of souls, there are many valuable things in soul transformation.

For example, Mu Hua is now very sensitive to souls. As long as the soul strength is not as high as his, he can feel whether the monster is a projection or the real body.

If a normal soul gave him a healthy feeling with luster, then the soul of the projected monster was like a defective piece covered with cracks and could break at any time.

When it comes to soul transformation, there is no room for maneuver for those projected souls.

As for the monsters themselves, Mu Hua seemed to be able to interfere with their evolution and growth to a great extent.

When it comes to the soul, the root of life, although Mu Hua has mastered some secret techniques of soul transformation, he does not dare to try it on his own relatives without actual practice.

Let the skeleton guards press a little devil to the ground, and Mu Hua reached out to touch the little devil's body.

The next moment, the real palm, the real little devil, but Mu Hua's palm penetrated into the little devil's body as if reaching into the water.

There was nothing in the drops of the little devil that Taibesa cared about. Turning back and seeing Mu Hua's situation, Taibesa let out a light exclamation.

"Soul surgery, a technique that targets the bloodline roots of monsters. This is a strange ability I learned from a magic book in my early years. It was not until a few days ago that I seemed to have truly mastered it." Taibesha came closer, and Mu Hua habitually added to his own personality.

The little devil was struggling and twisting, but Mu Hua's hand was inserted into its body, but neither of them felt any discomfort. The scene was very strange.

"You...what can you do with this?" Tabitha asked curiously, while the little devil who was pressed down was still struggling.

"It should be able to help monsters choose the direction of evolution, right?" Mu Hua said in an uncertain tone.

"For example, this little demon has werewolf blood, terror blood, and Bam demon blood in its roots. Tsk, it's so mixed. It even has the blood of spider demon and Medusa."

Mu Hua frowned and stared at the little devil's body, as if observing something, while Monday and Tuesday also came up to Mu Hua.

"And then?" Tabitha asked in surprise.

"Well, it is impossible to forcibly activate the bloodline evolution." Mu Hua frowned even deeper, with an inquiring expression like a crazy scholar.

"If it is willing to cooperate, I can guide it to evolve towards the bloodline it wants."

"It's just..." Mu Hua rubbed his chin in thought.

"Well, if we start its evolution without enough resources, the evolution of Spider Demon or Medusa will almost certainly fail."

"The werewolf and terror demon bloodlines do have a certain chance of success. If it happens to start the evolution of the Bam Demon, it will most likely activate the werewolf bloodline or the spider demon bloodline. Even if the evolution is successful, it will eventually become a monster."

An expression of realization gradually appeared on Mu Hua's face.

"Can the master interfere with its evolution?" asked Monday barking.

"It can if it cooperates."

"Look at me, see what blood I still have?" Monday was in high spirits.

Demons are somewhat chaotic in some ways, especially since they are often buffeted by the Asmodean monsoon.

The Asmodean monsoon will not only cause demons to become indescribably restless, but will also erase the reproductive isolation between demons and other species.

That period is also a time of reproduction and carnival for demons.

This also causes the bloodlines in most demon roots to be quite complex, but they can usually only sense the bloodlines of their previous generations, that is, the dominant race of their 'parents'.

When a demon starts to evolve, it is possible to activate the synchronous evolution of other bloodlines. Failure means death, and incompatibility means turning into deformed monsters. This also makes the evolution of demons full of uncertainty.

"Wait a minute, let me take a look." He pulled his hand out of the little devil's body.

Mu Hua confirmed that the little devil was still alive and had not suffered any adverse effects. He did not attack Zhou Yi directly, but instead observed the other little devil.

(End of this chapter)