Two days later, the grey woodland, in a forest near the grey castle.

"Da da da da ~ wheel ~"

The sound of footsteps mixed with the sound of wheels rotating sounded in the forest, and a convoy of dozens of people walked along the sheep path towards the depths of the forest.

This forest is called Gray Forest. After passing through it, it is Gray Castle, the central capital of Gray Forest.

In the carriage, Heath was leaning against the sofa and looking out the window. He was approaching his destination, but there was not much expectation on his face. Instead, his frown showed that his mood was not beautiful at the moment, and there was no other reason—

The war broke out!

According to Magra, the Lord of the Grayland, Duke Rawls, suddenly became worse and he passed away shortly afterwards.

The old duke had many problems with the gray woodland during his lifetime... It was suppressed by his personal prestige. When he died, the entire gray woodland immediately became chaotic, and the fire of war almost swept across the entire gray woodland in a few days.

As troubled times are approaching, bandits are rampant. Many sluts like Scar Bear have been ready for a long time, but now they are all emerging. The nobles are busy attacking each other and have no energy to care about them. Of course, their power is growing rapidly. Recently, there have been many bandits of the size of Scar Bear.

"I'm unlucky!" Heath was very depressed.

My life before was a little boring, but it was peaceful at least. I occasionally had nothing to do and could attend a banquet, dance, hunt, etc. When the war started, it was a mess, so I didn’t mean what would happen.

Heath just wants to be a handsome man who quietly learns magic. He really never thought about any days of licking blood from the edge of the knife!

"Is this really a coincidence?"

In addition, this is also something Heath cares about very much. The timing of the war broke out was the third day after they left the Deep Water Harbor. He calculated the time. At that time, they had just entered the geographical scope of the gray forest.

So, is there such a possibility that Baron Neville knew in advance that the war was about to break out, and deliberately sent him to the gray woodland during this period...

"Forget this guess..."

Shaking his head, Heath denied this speculation. After all, he and Baron Neville didn't know each other, and the only one who could have a grudge was the two Habic slaves. But no matter who there was no one at all, even if Baron Neville really knew that it was him, he would not be unable to get along with a wizard for the sake of the two slaves...

There is no reason for others to harm him... Besides, he is not the only wizard sent out this time. If you really want to say that you are intentionally harming others, it is impossible for the wizards to be like this, right?

Although you must be careful of others, this clue alone refers to the crime of others... You should be a bit persecuted and paranoid...

Probably...

"Hey? Look, look, what's going on with that guy?"

"Oh my God! Is this possession of a demon?"

"Go and invite me!"

At this moment, a riot occurred in the convoy, and the soldiers could be heard shouting from afar. In a short while, a soldier appeared next to Heath's carriage.

"Master...Sir, something happened." The soldier said in panic.

So what's wrong?

Heath was speechless. Why did he always have problems along the way? It was either like this or that, which made people feel uneasy. Is it really because he didn't read the almanac when he went out?

He said, "Calm down, what's wrong?"

The soldier said, "That robber scar bear, he... suddenly possessed a demon, he...why don't you go down and take a look?"

Seeing that the soldiers were incoherent for a long time, Heath could only leave the carriage.

As he came close, Heath soon saw what the soldiers said, nothing else, it was Scar Bear, the robber leader who attacked the convoy a few days ago and was subdued by him.

Compared to a few days ago, the scar bear in front of me has undergone a very bizarre change.

A thick layer of hair began to grow inexplicably on his broken legs, which looked like the fur of some kind of animal, and it was still spreading toward his body.

His whole body seemed to have been swelling than before. It wasn't swollen, but it really grew bigger, and his bones, flesh and so on had grown.

In addition, his eyes turned red and looked like he was congested. He lay on the stretcher and gasped heavily. He could even see obvious white air in his nostrils during his breath, looking like a crazy beast.

Seeing this scene, Heath couldn't help but lit up:

‘The power of blood!’

The appearance of Scar Bear in front of me was obviously a physical change caused by the activation of the blood power in his body. It seemed that there was a certain bloodline of a strange beast hidden in Scar Bear's body!

"No wonder this guy is so strong. It turns out that he has the bloodline of a strange beast..."

"Is it because the wind blade was slashed a few days ago that the magic power penetrated and resonated with the blood in the body, thus activating that blood power?"

The human blood power has an extremely slight probability of being activated after being exposed to magical matter. The core principle of wizards creating bloodline knights is to use some specific ritual potions to increase the probability and stability of being activated, etc. based on this feature...

"Huhu!~Huhu!~" At this moment, Scar Bear's breathing suddenly became thicker, like a twitching bellows. The eyes became even red and red, and the hair on his body grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Heath hurriedly said, "Everyone stand a little further, this guy's bloodline is about to explode!"

The crowd immediately dispersed, leaving a piece of open space here, leaving a scar to lie alone in the middle of the open space.

After waiting quietly for a while...

"roar!"

Suddenly, a violent roar like a wild beast sounded from Scar Bear's mouth.

At this moment, his body was completely covered with thick black fur, and his whole body grew stronger and he really became like a bear.

He roared violently with his red eyes, and began to attack everything around aimlessly like a crazy beast, pounding the ground, biting the stretcher, and hitting the ground with his head. For a moment, the ground trembled and the plants flew everywhere, making people frightened.

It lasted for five or six minutes, and the movement in front gradually decreased, and the open space had completely changed.

There were large pits with a diameter of half a meter to one meter everywhere on the ground. The flowers, plants and soil were directly lifted up, just like the position after being bombarded by artillery, and it was so disheveled that it made people's eyelids twitch.

"Oh my God! What happened!"

"Is this...is it caused by Scar Bear? Is he really a human?"

“It’s so scary…”

The soldiers shrank their necks involuntarily with fear. Such terrifying power had completely exceeded their cognition. Even those powerful knights on weekdays could not do it, and it had completely exceeded the scope of human beings.

"What a strong power... is this the power of blood?" Heath was amazed. At this moment, he was also surprised by the scene in front of him. The power of blood that was intuitively felt was completely different from what he saw in the book.

"No wonder the wizards are keen on transforming bloodlines for the knight guards. This power is indeed tempting..." Heath's eyes lit up.

We waited until the scar bear in front of us completely disappeared before everyone walked forward.

"Sir, he...he seems to be in trouble..." A soldier boldly checked the Scar Bear and reported to Heath.

This result was not beyond Heath's expectations. It was very dangerous to activate the power of bloodline. It had to be prepared by the wizard in advance. The probability of surviving by using magic power is very small.

He nodded and said, "I get it."

After thinking for a while, Heath returned to the carriage to retrieve test tubes, glassware, potion bottles and other containers. He brought them to Scar Bear, took out a dagger and started working on Scar Bear, cut his wrist and took some blood, cut his chest to remove some heart and lung tissue, skin tissue, internal organs, etc. He was originally intended to activate his bloodline power, and now he has a ready-made research opportunity of course not to miss it.

It is worth mentioning that Heath was doing it himself in the whole process, and when he was doing all this, Scar Bear was even in a state of ‘alive’ in physiological sense. Judging from the eyes of modern people, this is no longer just cruel...

However, what is bizarre is that when Heath did all this, he did not feel any discomfort, but instead felt a little pleasure in exploring novel things.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that it was the same before. He had suffered more than one life when fighting against the robbers himself. He felt it was exciting and his blood was pouring out, and he had no fear of the disgusting feeling in the legend.

Is it because I was used to the smell of killing when I was hunting on a high tower? Or is it because I was born evil?

Heath was also unpredictable for a moment.

...

After walking west for a few hours, in the evening, the convoy finally passed through the gray forest, and a vast green grassland appeared in everyone's sight.

A large number of wheat fields, long roads, windmills swaying around, and staggered thatched farmhouses...

And the towering in the middle of the farmhouse—

Grey Castle!
Chapter completed!