With a serious look on her face, Linda created a ball of flowers that bloomed in the night sky.
The colorful fireworks turned into a huge wing, making the townspeople excitedly run out to watch.
"I……"
Louis, who was bruised and swollen, raised his hands: "Can I say something?"
The little fat man next to him couldn't help but shrink his head. Sister Linda's head was still as violent and terrifying as ever.
In the past, Louis' apprentice just suggested some unconventional methods. Then he was severely punished by the eldest sister.
The other party is a ruthless person who took the initiative to take the Witcher Trial when she was young. Combined with the leveling skills she learned, she is particularly good at close combat. She is an out-and-out violent woman.
"explain!"
Linda had changed into a white leather armor at this time, revealing a lot of skin and looking very sexy: "What do you think of me?"
"No...no!"
Louis shook his head quickly.
"So....."
Linda said seriously to the two apprentices: "This island is also the story of our ancestors... Besides, the Wings of Herseth organization has been kind to us. If we can trade normally, it will be the best."
alright."
"Yes yes!"
The little fat man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, but he was cursing in his heart: "If you hadn't guessed that Charlemagne was planted on Adson Island, would you be so polite?"
As apprentices from the same batch that year, there is naturally some connection between them.
But these people only know that Charlemagne defected after he became an official sorcerer, and then disappeared without any news...
Later, it was speculated that Zhiliman had returned Guduo, but the law enforcement team determined that the opponent was dead based on the mental imprint.
This makes these apprentices full of fear of their hometown.
After all, this is the place where a formal warlock can die.
Just when the three of them were thinking about their own thoughts, a hazy layer of dew appeared, wrapping them around them from far to near.
"There's something wrong with this fog!"
Linda was the first to realize something was wrong. When she raised her hand, a strong wind blew around her.
A strange scene happened!
No matter how strong the wind blows, this layer of thick fog remains motionless.
In the dew, there was a rustling sound, which turned into steps.
Boom!
Boom!
Every step of these footsteps seemed to trample directly on their hearts, making it difficult for the three apprentices to even breathe.
"Who is it? Prying Eyes!"
Louis stared into the mist with panda eyes.
An illusory eyeball formed, grew wings, and flew into the mist.
Fatty knew that this was the first witchcraft that Louis chose after becoming an intermediate apprentice. Not to mention its power, it was definitely the most proficient in its use!
But the next moment, Louis screamed and covered his eyes.
Red blood continued to flow from the gaps between his fingers.
"Is this how people in Warlock Continent teach you to be polite?"
A man wearing a golden harpy mask and black robe came to the three apprentices.
"It's an official warlock!"
Linda exclaimed and put away her weapon: "I am Linda, salute you, sir... I wonder what we should call you?"
She had a strong hunch that the gentleman in front of her was the one who sent their ancestors to study in the Warlock Continent!
Although a hundred years have passed, all sorcerer apprentices will die of old age.
But formal warlocks use various means to live for three to four hundred years without any problem at all!
"You can just call me 'sir'." Aaron replied with a smile.
He's been in a good mood recently, after all, he got through that old woman in Turin.
Then when the airship leaves, maybe you can go to the Misri family to blackmail them and get some notes from Turin.
Even if the other party has hatred or wants to complain, it will be a matter of the next hundred years...
Now, these apprentices are here again. It is obvious that they are here to seek blood purification.
"I can see... you all have the blood of a bloodthirsty bird."
Aaron continued: "There is no need to deny that on the road of blood, I have gone far beyond you..."
He stroked it casually.
The thick mist turned into three mimicking small bloodthirsty wild birds, landing affectionately on the shoulders of the three apprentices.
The three apprentices did not dare to move.
Even the little fat man's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. This bloodthirsty bird, which looked like a plaything, contained terrifying power in its body, like bombs.
Once they suddenly release their power, they will be doomed!
This is a deterrent!
Louis was even trembling with fear, fearing that his previous malicious intentions would be discovered by this mysterious gentleman.
In that case, he is dead!
"Sir, you are right. We are here to pursue a higher bloodline... and we have specially brought enough precious things!"
Linda spoke first, unbuttoned her pocket, and placed a pocket watch, a blue fruit with wavy patterns on the surface, and half a scaly stump on the ground:
"This is the most precious thing that my family can produce. The pocket watch is an alchemical item, and the fruit is the Screaming Fruit. It is one of the rare potions that is effective in increasing the willpower of formal warlocks... The last half
One arm belongs to a powerful hybrid hundred-armed monster..."
Aaron's eyes under the golden mask swept over these three items one by one, and a ray of disappointment flashed in his heart: "I said... I like information about curses, or advanced meditation methods..."
"Feel sorry!"
Linda immediately bowed deeply, allowing Aaron to see the undulating snow-white mountains: "Advanced complexion is something that is difficult for formal warlocks to touch... As for curses, it is also an extremely advanced subject..."
Aaron shook his head and looked at the little fat man and Louis.
Louis quickly stepped forward and shook out a small pile of crystals: "Sir... these are the blood coins commonly used in the Warlock Continent... There are three thousand of them!"
But Aaron didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Warlocks may like this kind of blood-red crystal coin, but they can't spend it at all on the Adsen continent.
He looked at the little fat man at the end.
The fat man looked pale and looked as if he was about to cry. He took out everything on his body.
It's a mess, a small pile of blood coins, a few witchcraft notebooks, some sundries, and even pink underwear...
Aaron forcibly resisted the thought of squeezing the little fat man to death. He dug through the pile of debris and picked out a few black manuscripts: "What are these?"
"Sir... I bought these from the market. It is said that they are fragments of notes from ancient warlocks... The writing used on them is completely different from today's, but I believe that after deciphering it, it will definitely bring me something
Enough reward!"
The fat man answered quickly.
Aaron stared at the snake-like twisting words on the paper, slightly tilted his head, and put away these pages of manuscripts, all of Louis' blood coins, and the arm of the hundred-armed monster: "Although your items are not that interesting to me.
Satisfied, but still somewhat valuable, then... I declare that the transaction is successful!"
He showed a smile, and three drops of blood suddenly appeared on his hand, falling onto the foreheads of the three sorcerer apprentices.
"ah!……"
The little fat man immediately screamed and fell to the ground.
Louis next to him was even more unbearable and passed out directly.
Only Linda could barely maintain her standing position, but her condition was also very wrong. All her hair turned red, and blood continued to leak out...
After a while, when the little fat man got up, he had lost a lot of weight!
Linda played with her red hair: "This is..."
Her voice was originally a little rough, which was her biggest regret.
But at this time, Linda found that her voice had become as sweet as a lark.
"The bloodthirsty banshee is an official warlock-level monster. While purifying the blood in your body... it will bring about some physical transformation. This is a normal phenomenon."
Aaron chuckled: "Rejoice...you don't need to burn vitality and stimulate bloodline jumps like other apprentices. Now the only thing that limits your breakthrough is the strength of your will! The difficulty for you to be promoted to a formal warlock is half that of other apprentices.
, this is my gift to you!"
"Thank you for your generosity, sir!"
Linda quickly took the lead and bowed.
"Work hard, and I hope to see you trading with me again in the next hundred years."
Aaron smiled slightly, turned around and disappeared into the mist.
He had already prepared everything for these people.
After exchanging the Blood-grinding Banshee bloodline, there are also high-level Banshee bloodlines, top-level Banshee bloodlines, Banshee King bloodlines, secondary Herculean bloodlines, orthodox Herbath bloodlines, and refined Herculean bloodlines...
New patterns are added every hundred years, ensuring that the harvest of leeks can last for thousands of years!!!
"Sure enough...it's the legendary "Book of Ipophis"!"
The villa is exquisite.
Aaron looked at the letters that were constantly swimming on the black page under the burning flames, with a smile on his face.
If the Book of Curses hadn't mentioned some of the characteristics of this notebook, he wouldn't have recognized it.
"The Book of Ipophis" is a book of misfortune in legend, and its owner has repeatedly suffered bad luck.
Therefore, it is also regarded as a special curse.
It is an existence that ordinary warlocks absolutely avoid.
But Aaron was just angry and not worried.
At this time, he was concentrating on interpreting the brand-new words above:
"Advanced meditation method... We still need to find the essence and origin of meditation... The root of the warlock lies in the blood, and it lies in responding to the power of chaos in the air!"
"So...where does chaos come from?
"If we regard Chaos as another plane, or a huge source of radiation...how can we better absorb the power of Chaos?"
Although there is no complete record of advanced meditation methods on these fragmentary pages, the ideas proposed make Aaron feel very innovative.
"The owner of this book is definitely a high-level warlock, and the meditation method he created is also extremely powerful..."
"Today's Warlock Continent is filled with sorrow..." Thinking of the information collected during this period, Aaron couldn't help but sigh.
The war between the black-robed sorcerers and the red-robed sorcerers has lasted for a hundred years and has not yet ended. Therefore, this time, no matter how talented the apprentices are, as long as they have the qualifications, all the apprentices will be accepted.
Moreover, various resources are relatively open and can be redeemed as long as you have meritorious deeds.
What the war brought about was that the originally stubborn classes were broken.
Even a little guy like Fatty can find good stuff in the market.
Of course, the greater possibility is to be tricked to death.
All in all, many little people died in the war, but chaos is a ladder, which also gives the people at the bottom of the Young Education a chance to climb up.
"I don't want this opportunity..."
Aaron complained: "Besides... the introduction to the war... was the discovery of the ruins of the Urobo Warlock..."
"There may be some huge secret in that leak..."
"But I definitely won't break in..."
"I hope one day I won't say it smells really good."
Aaron sighed, put away the "Book of Ipophis" and put it in a metal box.
Click!
Inside the metal box, the original Book of Curses immediately seemed to come to life. The eyes of the gill locks on it glowed red. It seemed that it was dissatisfied with the extra guest, but seeing Aaron, he could only endure it.
tone.
Snap!
After closing the box, Aaron rubbed his eyebrows and prepared to check the limbs of the hundred-armed monster.
But the next moment, footsteps came from outside.
Aaron's expression condensed.
He has no guards or maids here: "Who is it?"
No response.
In the silent night, a strong wind suddenly blew and extinguished the candle.
The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.
In the darkness, a bloody statue of a woman instantly appeared in Aaron's study.
Hiss!
Above the floor, a snake path clearly emerged.
"Damn it!"
Aaron's face was as dark as water. He looked at his arm and saw that the inverted triangle mark had begun to blur...
"The bird of Hercules is my name!"
Aaron shouted, and a large number of feathers fell from the sky, seeming to form a pair of wings to protect him.
This is the level 1 witchcraft he has been studying—Guardian of Peng Yu!
The next moment, the statue and the giant snake disappeared. The study was still the same as before, and even the candles were not extinguished.
"Is it an illusion? It can already affect reality..."
Aaron felt a bit toothache: "These curses and evil thoughts must be eradicated..."
Half a month later.
In the lobby of the villa.
A Cai Tan has been renovated.
In order to gain access to the materials, Aaron even had to take risks and make a deal with those warlock families.
Fortunately, the result is good after all.
With a serious expression on his face, he meticulously lit the four candles located in the corners of the altar.
"Four Symbol Ritual Method... One of the candles represents me, and the other three represent the three high-ranking beings..."
"I don't care what the hell, you just have to fight to the death!"
When he thought of this, Aaron no longer hesitated and began to offer sacrifices.
On his skin, bright red feathers appeared one by one, reflecting the shadow cast by a big bird flying in the sky..."
Aaron mobilized the blood of Hermes and recited in a language like a bird's call:
"The bird of Hermes is my name, and it eats my wind to control my heart!"
This is the greatest use of the bloodline of the Bird of Hermes, to communicate with a certain root-level existence in the dark world, and then sacrifice it!
raging!
On the altar, the candle representing the Bird of Hermes burned crazily, and the flame was tinged with blood, faintly forming a door, waiting for a special sacrifice.
"Sacrifice, part of the body?"
With a confident smile, Aaron stepped forward and took a deep breath.