Fingers wearing white gloves pressed gently on the doorbell. In front of the beautiful courtyard with flowers, the two men's eyes were always fixed on the closed door of the house.
"With all due respect, Mr. Al, even if we ring the doorbell, Mr. Indy will not open the door for us. He has locked himself up in this small house for a whole year! Perhaps as the Archbishop said
It is said that Your Excellency Yin Di had already lost himself when he came into contact with the ruins twenty years ago."
The priest obviously didn't have high hopes for this trip.
When the fellow warlock was silent for a while, he understood the priest's mood. In fact, it was not only the Ancient Snake Cult that thought Yin Di, the great warlock, was crazy, but even the warlocks in the Warlock Association also stayed away from Yin Di.
The ruins twenty years ago silenced the great warlock who once focused on the entire Holy Kingdom of Shia, and also caused the most powerful ducal family in the North to almost collapse and perish.
Yin Di insisted that it was a lost god, and that the ruins were the revelation given by her and contained the ultimate secret. However, after repeated studies, the Ancient Snake Cult and the warlocks discovered that there was nothing extraordinary about the ruins.
The description of "World" was also too bizarre and exaggerated. Both parties finally agreed that the ruins were just remnants fabricated by an evil spirit in order to obtain sacrifices, and there was no value in further exploration.
Thinking of this, the warlock felt extremely sorry.
A great warlock, one person against the five rings of a country! The Immortal King of the North! Being delayed by the ruins like this, people have become nagging.
"Alas, Lord Yin Di's mental state is indeed worrying. But it is undeniable that darkness is coming to Cotton City and the president died silently in the alchemy room. We urgently need a truly strong man to take charge, and the Archbishop also needs a powerful one.
companion."
"What's more, Your Excellency Yin Di sent a letter to the association today. This is the first time he has contacted us in more than ten years. This is an excellent start. We must make efforts!"
The warlock stepped forward, took the priest's seat, and rang the doorbell again with a firm look.
He didn't know if Yin Di would punish the two of them for this. The stronger the warlocks were, the weirder their personalities tended to be. This was related to the blood in the warlocks' bodies, but Cotton City was indeed very dangerous at this time.
Something that could kill Basolo silently would not be difficult to kill hundreds of thousands of people in this city silently.
Inside the house, the anger on Shiying's face has long since disappeared. She is crossing her arms and looking at Lin Yuan from the ground: "They are addicted to ringing the doorbell. With such sincerity, why don't you open the door?"
Lin Yuan stopped in front of the door, pinched his chin with his thumb and index finger, his expression was solemn.
"I'm thinking."
"I suddenly remembered something. Our identity is no longer the star master. I am Lin Yuan Kara, and you are my attendant and protector."
"Yin Di is dead, and there is no one here who can help them. It is a trivial matter to obtain the warlock certification in advance, but if the door is opened, the truth about Yin Di's death cannot be concealed, and we will incur many unnecessary risks."
Lin Yuan stated.
"After all, are you scared?" Shiying raised a smile on his lips.
There are not many opportunities to make fun of this star master of the spiritual realm.
Lin Yuan glanced at him and said calmly: "The strength of my new body is now only that of a first-level warlock. I am involved in a storm. Are you going to resist the enemy who can kill a fourth-level warlock? What if too much information about the star master is leaked?
Attracting [Entropy]’s attention, haha, I can’t say who the person who will be hung up and beaten will be.”
You might as well tell me your name.
The smile disappeared from Shiying's face and she warned carefully: "Forget it then. If the doorbell is broken, you can install another one, but don't open the door. Your safety is the most important!"
As if he was worried, he quickly stepped forward and pulled Lin Yuan away from the door, returned to the chair, took the newspaper on the table and stuffed it into Lin Yuan's hand.
"When the situation stabilizes a little, we will go back to Yin Di's northern territory. There are too many eyes looking at us here, which will somewhat restrict our development." Lin Yuan said.
"You are the boss, I will listen to you." Shiying said casually.
"Don't forget the identities you and I play, just call me Mr. Lin from now on." Lin Yuandan reminded him, lying back in the rocking chair and continuing to read the newspaper.
A magic circle was quietly activated, completely blocking out the intermittent ringing outside the house.
A few hours later, the sorcerer and priest outside the courtyard looked at the still closed door. They had an answer in their hearts, sighed and left in disappointment.
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At No. 73 Yorkman Street, North District, Cotton City, Lin Yuan, wearing a gorgeous dark gold robe, walked alone in the famous painting corridor on the first floor.
He was not interested in these precious antiques, and silently counted the serial numbers. He finally stopped in front of a certain painting of a lady.
Dududu.
Press the edge of the painting three times with your fingers wearing magic rings. The lady in the painting seems to come to life. She lifts her skirt with both hands and salutes towards Lin Yuan. The entire painting and the wall behind it disappear, revealing a diagonally downward direction.
channel.
Below this is Yin Di's alchemy room, which contains many medicines that Lin Yuan needs at this stage.
Illuminating the passage are ghost torches.
The remains of the unknown ghost floated in the air, burning with pale light, stretching the shadow behind Lin Yuan into a strange shape. And the darkness at the end never diminished, like leading to an abyss.
The further we walked, the more inhuman voices became more obvious. The pressure from the mental level increased sharply. Ordinary people would have some mental problems when they came here, but Lin Yuan, an out-of-standard existence, was obviously not afraid of this.
.
Soon, he came to where he wanted to be.
For warlocks, how to use the alchemy table to refine potions that develop their own bloodline potential is always a topic worth studying. Warlocks who can refine bloodline potions may not be powerful, but powerful warlocks will definitely be proficient in refining bloodline potions.
Yin Di is particularly good at it, and the purpose of medicine pursued by him and the Kara family is: purify, kill, and evolve.
In short, the operation steps are to purify the blood veins from the subject and then inject it into your own body to stimulate your own blood veins to become stronger.
It sounds simple, but if you really do it like this, you are out of your mind. Different blood types are different, let alone a bloodline that contains extraordinary power?
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In fact, this path is too crazy and outrageous. Among the many warlock families, only the Kara family is known to have reached the end. However, because of this, the Kara family has been sparsely populated throughout the generations.
In Yin Di's generation, only Yin Di is left.
If Lin Yuan is unwilling to inherit the name of Kara, the Kara family will truly be destroyed.
A heavy price brings ultimate glory. At first, the source of blood was just an ordinary gecko of the Kara family, but now the regenerative nature of the blood has evolved into immortality. Yin Di became the only three great warlocks in the Holy Kingdom of Shia.
One of them, he himself was crowned the Immortal King of the North.
But even a crazy person like Yin Di would never have thought that a mere first-level warlock from Lin Yuan would dare to put his idea into a second-level blood-intensifying potion.
Unlike the depressing passage, the alchemy room is extremely bright, with warm yellow tones filling the huge space.
There were several "servants" here early on, prostrate themselves on the ground, waiting for Lin Yuan's arrival.
They have gecko-like heads and five or six octopus-like tentacles hanging from their bodies.
Their flat and concave heads are pressed against the ground, and they dare not look directly at the intruder.
The familiar and terrifying bloodline aura made them tremble and fear from the bottom of their hearts. They could only devote themselves wholeheartedly to their loyalty and wait for the instructions of their new master.
"Gecko monster", this is the name Yin Di gave to his modified object. Its strength is beyond ordinary people, but it is not in the ring. The advantage is that it is extremely obedient and easy to use.
"Help me get all the potions numbered F-03." Lin Yuan lowered his head and said.
"Yes, Master."
The gecko monsters retreated as if they had received an amnesty. Their feet with toe pads allowed them to walk on the wall without falling off. The tentacles danced flexibly, opening the drawers on the wall and taking out the rose-colored liquid.
glass vial.
After a while, more than forty bottles of medicines that could be sold at high prices in the outside world were neatly stacked in front of Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan did not hesitate, and directly activated the effect of the time-space ring, unscrewed the cork of the bottle within half an hour, and drank six bottles in a row under the shocked eyes of the gecko monsters.
Every drop of blood in his veins was burning, soaking Lin Yuan's skin into a pale purple color. Countless energy particles floated out of his pores, and even formed wind, blowing the thin gecko monsters to and fro.
What did he do? Drink six bottles in a row?!
The gecko monsters were dumbfounded, and their little brains shut down.
That's a blood-stimulating potion. Not to mention first-level warlocks, even second-level warlocks need to be in good condition in advance before they can take a bottle of it in small sips multiple times with caution and caution!
The monsters locked in iron cages in the alchemy room were also awakened and looked at the warlock in the room incomprehensibly.
Haha, that damn guy Yin Di took on a fool as his apprentice!
Is this intensification? Look at this energy reaction. I believe it is incineration!
The monsters put on smiles on their numb faces, flaring their nostrils, and made up their minds to take a few more breaths of the warlock's ashes floating in the wind later, so as to avenge themselves from being captured by Yin Di for experiments!
But their expectations were dashed.
As a ring of intense energy shock spread from Lin Yuan's body, the consumption of the blood-intensifying potion officially ended.
"You can vaguely see the threshold of the second ring, not bad." Lin Yuan held his hands tightly, and the purple scales flashed across the back of his hands.
"Lord, Master, are you okay? No, how can something happen to a great master? Please forgive this humble servant."
The gecko was kowtowing its head in Dongdong until it was bruised and bloody.
"bundle!"
Lin Yuan raised his hand slightly and instantly cast a 0-level magic spell, freezing the gecko monster's movements.
"Okay, I'm fine. Put the remaining potions in order, then count the remaining materials for the blood-intensifying potions, and report them to me in half an hour."
Lin Yuan dropped the order, released the spell, pulled up a chair and sat down, carefully realizing the new changes in his body.
Six bottles of potion is only the limit that Yin Di's blood can digest in a short time. For him, as long as it is within half an hour of opening the magic ring, the side effects of the potion can be transferred to the distant future.
Just a moment ago, the side effects were enough to burn Lin Yuan's body to ashes, but the effect of these side effects would be tens of thousands of years later.
As for what to do then?
Lin Yuan said that he had left a long time ago, and whether this temporary body is still there or not is a question.
Lose the future, strengthen the present, and make huge profits!