Transcendent Dawn

"Humph!"

Sulu snorted coldly, and released the spiritual pressure.

Those test tubes and boxes with tiny feet and tentacles immediately shrank back as if they were frightened by something.

"Before refining magical items, first check the materials..."

He picked up a branch with many eye-shaped scars on it, and began to examine it carefully.

This is the caution an alchemist should have.

"Um?"

Sulu picked up the spirit ink and frowned: "There is no problem with the material, but this container..."

The attribute bar has evolved and has the ability to identify items.

During the transaction, Sulu discovered that the spirit ink was genuine, but this glass bottle was an alchemy item!

【Secret Seal Bottle】

[Item introduction: This is an ordinary alchemy item that can store high-level spiritual materials to prevent spirituality from escaping. At the same time, there is a small surprise at the bottom of it. 】

【Level: 1】

He took out the spirit ink, flipped the glass bottle to the bottom, and the inspiration spread.

At the bottom of the bottle, on the originally smooth glass surface, a series of spirit patterns emerged, forming a wandering snake, hissing.

"Secret imprint?"

Sulu's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand towards the little snake, and a string of information was revealed, which contained a time and place.

"Being able to play tricks in front of so many legends, this hidden ability is quite amazing... Can the ancient snake know it?"

The trader who took out the spirit ink is very likely to be related to the Ancient Snake Society!

And their higher-ups may not know that the two materials of the void stone and the spirit ink are the main materials of the sealing card!

"Thinking about it this way...it really is..."

Sulu laughed dumbfounded, and his face returned to calm.

[Planeswalker] This profession itself is not evil, and it even restrains grievances and cursed spirits very much.

Even if it is revealed that his occupation is from the Ancient Snake Society, and he has passed the test in Green Tree Fort, he is not afraid of anything.

Even in the eleventh game, didn't they use it for their own people after they seized the [Misfortune Man] from the Black Death Society?

"Perhaps... the occupational information of the sixth level, we can get clues from it."

Su Lu's five fingers of his right hand were vigorous, turning the glass bottle into crystal powder, which flowed down from his fingers.

"We still have to concentrate on refining the sealed cards!"

...

After a few days.

Secret room.

Sulu looked serious, looking at the three cards floating in front of him.

They have a silver texture, the size of a child's palm, the front is blank, and the back is a swirl like a starry sky.

"It's finally the last step..."

Su Lu took a long breath: "The reason why the seal card is more advanced than the thaumaturgy card, and can be used by professionals below the fifth level, is because the predetermined 'spell' has already been buried inside, and it is infused with the [Planeswalker] strength……"

After resting, his inspiration burst forth, divided into three strands, and poured into the core of the sealed card.

Shua!

His inspiration quickly fell off a cliff.

20!

10!

5!

...

A feeling of strenuous effort suddenly formed in Sulu's heart: 'Not good...I overestimate myself...'

Looking at the inspiration that was about to dry up, he consciously manipulated the three strands into two strands, and completely poured them into different cards.

Buzz!

The two cards flickered with silver light in an instant, and they were completely finalized.

The third one was extremely unstable. After barely flickering a few times, it suddenly exploded and turned into ashes.

Sulu was silent for a while, put away the two cards, and walked out of the secret room.

"Owner!"

Beatrice, dressed as a maid, came over immediately and bowed.

"Well, what happened during my retreat?"

"Your Excellency Dunstan came to visit once, and it seems that he wants the master to carry out a mission." Beatrice bowed again.

"Ha ha……"

Sulu sneered and ignored him: "Prepare the bath water and dinner, I want to take a good rest..."

After eating and drinking, he lay on the soft sofa,

Think about future plans.

After refining the sealed card, the next step is naturally to seal the cursed spirit and increase combat power!

In this regard, the Federation will definitely wish for it, and at the same time, it can also plug the mouth of Fort Green Tree.

"Beatrice, go and inform Your Excellency Dunstan that I am willing to contribute to the peace and stability of the Federation, and the goal should be to set the cursed spirits everywhere... I hope to see the most and most complete files!"

"Obey, Master."

Beatrice bowed and stepped back.

It was not long before Dunstan paid a visit in person.

"Sulu...do you want to clear up the grievance incidents in various places?" After the pleasantries, Dunstan asked in surprise.

In his heart, he still hoped that Sulu would directly participate in the campaign against the Ancient Snake Society.

However, most of the terrible curses in the world are basically released by demons, and this can be regarded as a related task.

"Yes, you know, my profession is biased towards the spirit world, and I have specialties in dealing with this type of spirit..."

Sulu smiled and sipped his black tea: "Where is the information I want?"

"It's all here, there is absolutely no mistake, and every piece of information has been checked."

Dunstan solemnly handed a file bag to Sulu: "These are tricky guys that the local extraordinary forces have not been able to solve, be careful."

"rest assured!"

Sulu took it and browsed carefully.

The records in the file are indeed very detailed, they are guesses and are directly marked on the back, and they have been carefully sorted out at a glance.

It can be said that if professional spirit eliminators carry out tasks with such files, the casualties can be reduced by at least 20 to 30 percent.

"File number A-290, code-named Abyss Poetry!"

"First Appearance Location: Poji City!"

"Description: A terrible infectious meme, as long as you hear the poem praising the abyss, you will be cursed, and terrible things will happen. There are seven chapters in total, representing different sins and ways of death..."

"Guess 1: Experiments show that there is currently no way to prevent the death of the person who heard the Psalm... The best way is to isolate, forever isolate."

"Guess 2: This may be a curse from a real abyssal demon!"

...

"The curse of a real demon?"

Sulu's expression changed.

This is not a fifth-order [purgatory demon], nor is it a demon creature, or a high-rank or low-rank demon.

But the terrible lord at the top of all demons!

So far, he has confirmed that there is only one curse that is really related to demons, and that is the cycle of time! An unsolvable curse created a history traveler and a family.

"Abyss poem?"

Sulu recalled that he had heard this information before, but he didn't care.

Unexpectedly, the backside of this incident is so terrible.

"Fortunately... I didn't have a momentary brain fever to try to solve this matter. In the ordinary, there is an incomparable horror hidden. This is the devil's curse!"

"This must be ruled out... I am stupid to go head-to-head with the devil!"

He complained in his heart and turned to the next page.