OBS Chapter 531 Materials for Weaving Feathers
Chapter 531 Materials for Weaving Feathers
As this news is fermenting.
Yi Hao, the chief priest of the Holy City, was secretly escorted out of the city by a god named Foxtail.
His destination was the gathering place of the succubus clan where Lu Xiao was currently located.
When he arrived at his destination, Lu Xiao happened to be away.
After meeting with the natural disaster who stayed here, Yi Hao was not in a hurry after learning that Lu Xiao would be back soon.
He moved directly into Wenrou Township.
As for Lu Xiao.
He came alone to the bush, the home of the raven.
The vague figure still sat in the middle of the bushes.
Compared to the last time Lu Xiao came here.
Less than half of the ravens here have regained their feathers.
These feathered ravens fluttered their wings and dispersed as soon as they saw Lu Xiao.
The remaining ravens hid behind the blurry figure with fear in their eyes.
Lu Xiao poured the eyeballs storing the souls of the Balrog clan into the pit, while using the corner of his eyes to look at the figure who was constantly weaving feathers.
There was one thing that made him particularly curious.
That was the light blue transparent silk thread in the figure's hand.
This kind of silk thread can be woven into a piece of black feathers in the hands of the figure in less than a few seconds.
Lu Xiao didn't see anything like a ball of thread next to him.
But that figure has inexhaustible threads.
After a long time, Lu Xiao finally poured out the eyeballs he brought this time.
After doing all this, Lu Xiao carefully folded the bag and put it in his close-fitting pocket.
This bag is a treasure.
He snatched it from Amelia.
The internal space has been processed, and it has an existence similar to the storage bag in the novel.
All the eyeballs of the entire Balrog clan are stored in this bag.
The principle is actually very simple.
It is a magic circle that depicts a zoom space inside the bag.
Of course, this places high demands on the material of the bag itself.
In the whole hell, only Amelia has this thing.
Not even those royal gods.
This is what Amelia has always been proud of.
But it doesn't matter, it's Lu Xiao's responsibility now.
After putting the bag away, Lu Xiao did not leave immediately.
He took a groping step towards the vague figure.
There was a momentary pause in the movements of the figure's hands.
Then the other party's voice sounded in Lu Xiao's mind.
"roll!"
Be concise and to the point.
But Lu Xiao would naturally not leave so easily.
Suddenly, an idea came to his mind.
That is this blurry figure, just a projection of a certain existence.
So I won't do anything to him.
At least for now, the other party appears to be very kind.
Lu Xiao didn't know the reason for this, but it didn't stop him from making wild speculations about unknown existences.
"Is it because Lu Xiao's name scares him?"
Apart from this possibility, Lu Xiao could no longer think of other possibilities.
According to what the natural disaster said.
The races in the universe are inherently malicious towards other races.
Kindness is an attitude that can only exist for one's own race.
Lu Xiao plucked up the courage to use his consciousness to ask:
"What is that thread in your hand?"
However, the other party ignored him.
Still busy minding his own business.
Lu Xiao asked persistently: "Hello? Are you there? Are you there?"
"Hello? Are you talking?"
"What are you using to weave those feathers?"
"Can you give me some?"
"Is it okay if I exchange something with you?"
"Hey Hey hey?"
"..."
If conscious communication is compared to chat software sending voice messages.
Then Lu Xiao was equivalent to sending dozens of voice messages to the other party at once.
Under normal circumstances, Lu Xiao would definitely be blocked.
But this is an exchange of consciousness, so there is no blacklisting.
At this moment, Lu Xiao looked like he was tired.
He sat down on the ground and drew circles on the ground with his fingers.
Meanwhile, his mind was still chattering.
"Dude, can you say something back to me?"
Maybe something Lu Xiao said touched the other person, or maybe the other person was a little tired of Lu Xiao's nagging.
He finally answered Lu Xiao's question.
"soul!"
The sudden voice in his head made Lu Xiao's eyes light up.
He hurriedly asked: "Are you saying that the light blue thread is the soul?"
"Why can the soul become visible in your hands?"
"Why do you use your soul to weave feathers?"
"Did you plait all the raven feathers yourself?"
"How did you get the feathers on their bodies? Did you insert them directly?"
"you…………"
At this moment, Lu Xiao turned into a ruthless questioning machine.
However, after the figure answered the word soul, there were no words.
The news Lu Xiao sent out was like a mud cow entering the sea.
After waiting for a while, Lu Xiao didn't get the answer he wanted, with a regretful expression on his face.
His purpose is naturally not as simple as annoying the other party.
Instead, he wanted to extract some useful information from the blurry figure.
But since the other party didn't answer, Lu Xiao had no other solution.
He stood up, patted the dirt on his butt, then waved his hand towards the blurry figure and said:
"I'm leaving now. I'll see you next time."
As he said this, Lu Xiao seemed to suddenly remember something.
He hurriedly added: "By the way, how many souls did I collect this time?"
"How far is it until Mr. Moratti is free?"
Originally, Lu Xiao didn't expect to get an answer.
Because the number of eyeballs has been counted before coming.
There are 192,106 pieces in total.
The reason why Lu Xiao wanted to ask the other party was to see if the other party was sensitive to numbers.
There isn't much meaning in this.
Just to see if the other party values their commitment.
Otherwise, Lu Xiao would have worked hard to collect 100 million souls, but the other party couldn't calculate the number.
Then there would be no place for him to cry.
"192106"
The blurry figure finally answered the question.
After getting the answer, Lu Xiao took a long breath.
He waved his hand towards the figure and said, "Then I'll leave first. I'll see you again when I have time."
"By the way, I don't know your name yet, what should I call you next time I come over?"
This time, Lu Xiao waited for a long time and did not get a reply.
Finally he left the bush with a look of regret on his face.
After walking out of the bushes, Lu Xiao began to think deeply.
It has been established that the raven's feathers are woven through souls.
Lu Xiao thought for a long time and didn't know what the purpose of doing this was.
In the end, Lu Xiao decided to go back and ask the well-informed natural disaster.