Chapter 408: Crystal

When Li Mochen stepped through the portal anchored on the 'Troia' and arrived at the Death Home magic tower, he found Angela engaged in a fierce battle with Hazel using 'Fantastic Dragon Imperial', causing the mana within this demiplane to surge incessantly.

Angela had already put on her new gift, making the dragon's presence even more real, vast, and powerful. Hazel, on the other hand, rarely encountered an opponent she could go all out against, so she was also very excited. At this moment, apart from not being able to use physical techniques, she freely employed her calamity flames, dragon breath, and other abilities.

Angela's fantastic dragon was merely a manifestation of her mental image; even if it was damaged or shattered, it only consumed her mental energy.

Unfortunately, it was still a bit too weak to withstand her full-powered hammer strike. So she couldn't use physical techniques; she still couldn't fully control her demigod-level power.

"A Mo, I need to thank you again. This gift is absolutely amazing!"

Li Mochen stood aside watching for a moment, then someone patted his shoulder. He turned to look and was astonished to find Angela standing beside him.

He instinctively looked ahead, only to see another Angela standing there, fully focused on battling Hazel.

"What do you think? Can't tell which is real and which is fake, right? I wanted to do this before, but I could never make it as lifelike as a real person."

As Angela spoke, she deliberately punched forward. Instantly, a burst of force pushed outward, stirring up a wave of air around them.

"There's no difference in combat power either. I can even do this—"

The next moment, this 'Angela' transformed into 'Lina·Eldrick', holding a sword and gesturing continuously.

"Can you tell any difference from Lina? Unfortunately, my swordsmanship is still inferior to hers; this manifested illusion only has its form. And without using an artifact like 'Fantastic Dragon Imperial', I can only simulate mana professions of the same level."

Li Mochen raised an eyebrow in surprise. He really couldn't find any flaw. This illusion was completely like a real person, feeling as if it had flesh and blood.

Curious, he reached out and pinched the face of this 'Lina·Eldrick', finding that even the touch was genuinely real. Her cheeks were elastic, her skin smooth and delicate, as if it would break at a touch.

"I really can't tell. The touch feels just like the real thing—"

"Very real, right? No different from a real person."

'Lina·Eldrick' said with great pride: "Now, besides that fantastic dragon, I can manifest three more Linas."

The next moment, this 'Lina·Eldrick' split into three.

"This is the fully realistic version; all parts are no different from the real thing. But if it's purely for combat, then places like the chest and abdomen don't need to be that realistic."

She was simply discussing her future combat methods with Li Mochen, but Li Mochen seemed to think of something else.

"Angie, you keep practicing. I have urgent business with Anthony now. I'll talk to you later when I'm free."

Then he fled, using his authority in the magic tower space to teleport directly from the sixth floor to the third floor of the magic tower.

"Lina Eldridge" stayed where she was, scratching her cheek in puzzlement, wondering what could be so urgent. Just moments ago, Li Mochen had seemed relaxed enough to watch her practice with Hazel.

The third floor of the magic tower had been taken over by Anthony Braden as his temporary laboratory. When Li Mochen entered, he found that the man was not buried in his workbench but standing by the window, observing the two girls' sparring session outside.

"That artifact, Loki's Hand of Deception, suits her perfectly. The Medici family is powerful, but such a treasure so compatible with Angela's nature is not something they can obtain just by wanting it."

Anthony did not turn around, still gazing outside. "You know, Amo, I'm a bit jealous of you now."

"Jealous?"

Li Mochen was puzzled. "What do you have to be jealous of me for?"

This guy in front of him, even without the 'Divine Pivot Spirit Fortune Purple Gold Tower', could still outshine him in many respects.

"Of your luck with women, of course. Don't you think marrying Angela would be bliss?"

Anthony chuckled. "With Angela's manifestation ability, it's like marrying many—you get a whole forest."

Li Mochen's mind involuntarily wandered to improper thoughts. How to put it? It was indeed a brilliant idea.

The moment this thought arose, Li Mochen immediately condemned it. How could he have such a wicked notion? It must be the curse of Dugu Tianyi, or the consequence of receiving the gifts from Li Chunchu and his wife, further merging with the original owner's soul, leaving his mind not yet fully recovered.

And that bastard Anthony deserved a thousand deaths.

Yet despite his newfound vigilance, all sorts of indecent images flooded his mind. The more he forbade and suppressed them, the more vivid and explicit they became.

Li Mochen felt his nasal passages heating up. He knew he must stop thinking and divert his attention elsewhere.

"Enough nonsense. I came for a serious matter. I need you to forge something for me, and preferably optimize it with your knowledge."

As he spoke, he laid out a pre-designed magical energy array diagram before them.

...

Four hours later, after implanting a pink crystal the size of a fingertip into White Thomas's brain and connecting it to numerous nerves, the blood tumors and tumorous tubes covering the latter's body receded completely within three minutes. His furrowed brow and pained expression gradually relaxed, returning to calm.

"What a brilliant idea! Using this blood spirit crystal as his soul vessel, and relying on the dense defensive arrays within the crystal to resist the backlash of the Styx contract, the curse mark, and the War Angel's Heart—it's perfect."

Anthony looked at a magical energy detector beside White Thomas, admiration in his eyes. "Who came up with this method? Such a complex and complete mental defense array doesn't look like something that could be finished in just a year or two."

"My father left me many inherited secret texts from the East, but strangely, he couldn't master them himself. So I don't know whose work this is."

Li Mochen had confirmed Li Chunchu's death, so now he dared to blame anything on the original owner's father.

This secret technique called 'Spirit Crystal' actually originated from the inheritance of several demonic sects in the Yuanqiong Realm, who often used this method to resist the backlash of blood-refined myriad spirits. After over twenty thousand years of refinement, the technique had become very mature.

Although the spiritual energy in the Yuanqiong Realm was gradually drying up, their ancestors had once been prosperous, and their inheritance had never been broken, lasting two hundred thousand years. The tens of thousands of secret techniques circulating there gave Li Mochen an extremely rich knowledge base.