David Hill returned to the castle and became the object of praise.
The huge and vicious shadow wolf head became David Hill's medal of honor.
After dealing with the castle servants and his father's guards who were even more excited than David, David Hill finally returned to his own small reservation.
Oh! There is also a Bard here who wants to worship him as a god.
Using the excuse of taking a rest, David went to his bedroom and lay down, and then David truly breathed a sigh of relief.
What does he value most?
It was the mysterious space that took away the soul of the shadow wolf and then refined it to obtain four points of world source power!
Compared with this, those rye seeds and black soil are temporarily behind.
A week has passed, and the blue moon grass seeds that were once scattered around the island where the bridge pier is located have finally taken root and sprouted.
Like thirty-six glowing thin needles inserted into the ground.
For David Hill, only the blue moon grass after it takes root and sprouts is more worthy of being injected with the world's source power for catalysis.
The same goes for other sacred plants.
David was reluctant to waste seeds unless they were seeds of high-level divine plants.
At least for now, I can't bear to waste it.
Very simply, four points of world power were injected into the four small Blue Moon Grass seedlings in the four directions of the bridge pier, southeast, northwest.
This is the lowest level and most numerous divine plant in the misty world. It spreads its leaves one after another.
A quarter of an hour passed, as if several years had passed.
The plant became thirty centimeters tall and was as big as a washbasin.
Threads of netherworld mist were absorbed into the body by these four blue moon grasses.
"A gourd and four blue moon grasses that are about ten years old can turn the area around the bridge pier into a pure land without the netherworld mist. I just hope those netherworld creatures don't cause trouble for me!" The reason why David Hill did not continue to go to that plant
The source of world power is piled on the gourd of uncertain foundation, fearing that it will be targeted and damaged by the netherworld creatures.
You must know that the current David Hill is a rookie with only one drop of power blood. If there are two early-stage first-order ghost monsters, he will not be able to deal with them.
At this point, David Hill is somewhat conservative.
In the perception of those netherworld creatures, the existence of divine plants is like human beings facing a piece of shit...it is too late to hide, who will step on it?
What is gratifying is that when the four blue moon grass plants reach ten years of age, each plant produces one to three flower stems.
After the world source power was consumed, they scattered a field of small white umbrellas, each carrying a seed... and floated towards the bridge pier on the opposite side.
"The power of the world is never enough!" David Hill, who was sighing, piled black soil around the island where the bridge pier foundation was located, and buried the seeds of rye.
With moisture and the limited light provided by gourds and blue moon grass, whether these ryes can grow normally depends on God's will.
In the following time, David, a vindictive genius who was only eight years old, lived a very monotonous and repetitive life.
In addition to practicing, eating and sleeping every day, he watched the serfs carry out various production tasks in the territory.
Grow rye, grow sugar beets, grow some limited varieties of spices...
During this period, we never encountered any large man-eating beasts.
But a lot of annoying little things of all kinds were killed.
A full month after David Hill condensed the first drop of power blood, changes finally occurred inside his heart.
That drop of world source power transformed into a new drop of power blood, and his hard work this month also brought rich harvests.
It’s also a drop of new power blood!
At this point, the main body and the clone's heart have three drops of power blood at the same time!
This level is still in the ranks of rookies.
But compared to a month ago, the changes have been earth-shaking.
And with the birth of new power vampires, David Hill discovered even more magical changes.
Except for the most original drop, the power blood between the main body and the clone can be transferred to each other!
This change is simply incredible.
I felt two drops of power blood transfer from the main body into the heart of the clone, and a powerful force appeared in the clone from the inside out.
With five drops of power blood as the backing foundation, David Hill's prey range has been greatly expanded.
Almost without hesitation, David rushed towards the winding secret passage.
He had been paying attention to that prey for a long time.
At the entrance of the manor, there were originally two tall statues standing here.
But now one has been completely shattered, with only half of the base left.
Half of the other one also collapsed, leaving only the lower half of the statue standing awkwardly.
There are large and small stones scattered on the ground at the entrance of the manor.
Opening the door in the secret passage, David suddenly appeared inside the half-collapsed base.
It is said to be the base of the statue, but in fact the space is quite large.
Now there is a snake curled up in the inner space of the base that exposes a corner of the sky!
That's right, it's a ghost snake of flesh and blood.
David Hill once encountered this when he was following Uncle Hammer and Sickle to look after the serfs.
The strength at the early stage of the first level is equivalent to that of a human early bronze warrior.
According to them, human warriors with five or six drops of power blood can hunt down such underworld snakes with their skillful skills.
Very good food!
A sword thrust out, carrying all of David Hill's confidence!
The underworld snake's reaction was faster, abnormally fast.
There was actually a trace of...contempt in a pair of bloody eyes!