The power and soul derived from the transformation of his own blood were fused with water, nourishing its rapid growth, but Lucien's skin began to become gray and withered, like a mummy that had been buried deep in the tomb for many years, and like a corpse.
A withered poplar tree in the Gobi desert looks like it is not far from death.
Lucien's legs were weak, his muscles were slack, his heartbeat was slowing down, and his brain thoughts and soul movement seemed to be separated. One was slow, vague, and the other was condescending and clear.
This completely opposite feeling is so inexplicable and weird, as if a meditation environment has descended into the real world.
When Lucien's soul power increased to a certain level and his bloodline power was about to be drained out, when Lucien thought that his body would directly rot, a little bit of strange power seeped in from Rhine's teeth that were pierced into his neck. The strengthening of his soul and
The invisible transformation stopped immediately. The remaining little blood power began to recover under the stimulation of this strange power. They quickly split, multiplied rapidly, and flowed in the blood vessels again.
Lucien's skin gradually faded away, regained its tightness, and regained its luster, while his muscles contained explosive power. Although his heartbeat was still slow, it became very powerful, and his brain thought clearly and moved quickly.
The slight numb feeling came again, and Rhine's fangs left Lucien's neck.
His body seemed to be much more transparent, and his silver eyes showed a little tiredness, but his smile was still elegant and generous: "A noble gentleman never skimps on remuneration."
The restraints on Lucien's body disappeared and he regained his ability to move. After carefully checking his condition, he said with slight surprise: "The soul is as good as that of a fourth-ring magician, and the physical condition is as good as that of a second-level knight... Rhine
Sir, are you okay?" Seeing Rhine's body shaking and the huge black bat wings beginning to shrink, Lucien asked with concern.
"Actually, there are many magic rituals that can help people directly enhance their soul and spiritual power. Ancient magicians like to do this the most. But there are two problems with this method. First, the materials and items required are relatively expensive, so it is not risky.
Not many magicians can afford a big harvest or years of preparation. And if you convert the money spent into magic potions, you will find that only half or one-third of these magic potions are enough for you to meet the promotion requirements.
Therefore, those who need similar magic rituals are those magicians who have difficulty in promotion and who need to improve their strength in a short period of time due to various reasons."
Rhine seemed to understand Lucien's surprise and worry, and explained in detail: "The second problem is that the sequelae are not small. Some of them are gems that are converted into soul nutrients, and materials such as the blood of magical creatures will have a bad impact on the soul.
What is more, it is difficult for the understanding of magic to match one's own magic level, and these need to be compensated and cleared slowly. If it cannot be compensated or cleared, the most serious situation is that every subsequent promotion will rely on similar magic rituals, and there may even be
A distortion of character.”
"As for Lucien, you don't have these two problems, because this is a small reward I give you in advance. It consumes the origin of my blood, and the nutrients that enhance your soul are the power of your own blood. It won't
There are other negative effects, and the power of your blood belongs to moonlight, which has many similarities with vampires, so it can be stimulated and enhanced by the origin of my blood."
"However, the further you go on the knight's path, the more it relies on the control of will. Unless you are willing to put down the study of arcane magic and concentrate on the knight's path, you will not be able to become a great knight. Of course, you can also learn some magicians and use magic directly.
Transform your body with biological materials to obtain a weird and disgusting but powerful body and an extended lifespan. This was one of the purposes of their original research on using ordinary people to fuse different bloodlines."
"The problem of your understanding of arcana and magic not matching your own magic level may be more troublesome for others, but I think Lucien, the winner of the Holm Crown Award, should be able to solve it easily." Rhine looked at Lu teasingly.
The "Element" ring on Sean's right hand.
Lucien nodded slightly, eliminating the worries hidden in his heart. After a week or two, he can fully control the mental power brought by the stronger soul, and then he can try to break through to the fourth ring, a full two years earlier than expected.
.
"Mr. Rhine, when I become a high-level magician, I will activate the arrangements you left. But I don't seem to know which places yet?" Lucien asked jokingly after he relaxed.
Rhine pointed at Lucien's neck: "So I left a mark so that I can project it into your dream and communicate with you. Of course, you can use your mental power to block this projection at that time. Only by getting
I can only enter with your permission. By the way, you can also use this mark to reversely summon me to project into the dream."
After Rhine said this, Lucien quickly used his mental power to sense carefully, and sure enough he found a faint bloody crescent-shaped mark on his neck where he was bitten, which looked like an inconspicuous birthmark.
Lucien chuckled: "It seems that Mr. Rhine, you really don't want me to know other secrets too soon."
"Lucien, if you really want to know, you can go to the Arcane Library of the Magic Council and exchange it for the history of the church. Although they are all the most common parts, if you compare them, you can find some interesting things.
"The most common records may contain the most horrifying secrets." Rhine chuckled, then put his right hand on his chest and gracefully bowed out, "The power of projection has been rejected by the world of the dead, and I have exhausted it.
The origin of blood, so it can no longer be maintained now, please allow me to leave in advance."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly disintegrated and turned into black bats, flying around like shadows and melting into the hall.
The silver faded, the red faded, the sound disappeared, the breeze subsided, and everything returned to the way it was before the world of the dead, forever black and white, gray, forever quiet and depressed.
"The scene just now was really like the scene of doves of peace being released in the square, except that the white doves turned into black bats." Lucien smiled and said to himself, but no sound came out of his words, and there was eternal silence in his ears.
After looking around the hall, Lucien looked at Ivanovsky's body. This was a very difficult opponent. The "interference" bloodline was worthy of being one of the orthodox mage hunters. If it weren't for the fact that he was at the same level as himself
, and there are no powerful magic items, and the combat environment is narrow, I am afraid that I should be the one to escape.
And if he hadn't been careless for a moment after entering the world of the dead and didn't expect that he could also sense the gap at the entrance to the world of the dead and be able to enter, it would not be an easy task to kill him, a paladin who is not weak in speed and agility.
things.
Ivanovsky's full-body armor had been completely damaged by "Gaston's Toxic Mist" and "Elemental Order", so Lucien just picked out a few relatively intact metal pieces and put them into his storage bag—
—It may be used as a material for other alchemical items in the future.
Due to interference with bloodline, Ivanovsky does not have rings, necklaces, amulets, belts and other extraordinary items on his body, only a giant sword and a pair of silver-gray gloves:
"The Purifier, a three-pole advanced two-handed giant sword, increases the user's magic resistance by an additional level before reaching advanced levels. Each time it hits the opponent, it can produce divine power damage equivalent to a physical attack."
"This is a magical sword specially forged to purify magicians."
"The Ogre's Monster Power Gloves, a fifth-level medium magic item, can increase the user's strength to the ordinary level of the ogre leader, a fifth-level knight."
"Strength is the only reliance!"
These two items had a certain degree of corrosion after being contaminated by the mist. However, since they were not attacked by the elemental order and the fireball, the damage was not serious. At least Lucien, a magician who was not proficient in the repair of alchemical items, was sure of it.
Fix them.
"The Purifier is of little use to me. I also have magic to increase my resistance. Well, I can give it to Leo to use. The Ogre Monster Power Gloves are pretty good." Lucien put these two extraordinary items into his storage bag.
while judging their value.
Lucien then searched Ivanovsky's body, trying to find secret documents and understand the strength behind him. Unfortunately, he was very careful and brought nothing with him except a purse containing more than 20 Shahran gold coins.
On the body.
After disposing of the body and traces, Lucien looked at the gray hall quietly, his thoughts swirling in a daze: "Who is the big shot behind Ivanovsky? What is his relationship with the undead world? Undead.
Are there other intelligent things in the world?"
"What are the mysteries of gods and the true meaning of immortality? In addition to the soul, transformation and other places, in a world that is so consistent with the laws of earth's physics and chemistry, what form should its immortality take?"
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The main material world, inside the Withered Vine Castle.
"Bishop Nevsky, I'm sorry to trouble you." Count Witte thanked him with great energy and energy. "The pursuit of the high-ranking magician Nikonov will be left to the church night watchman."
As a high-level magician, he must have a lot of weird magic and life-saving items. In addition, Count Witte gave up the advantage he had finally gained in order to kill Karilena, so Nikonov finally succeeded in escaping.
In fact, for Nikonov, he can probably judge that Count Werther has briefly recovered to his peak state by overdrafting his body. If he continues to fight, he will be able to kill or control him with great confidence, but at this time the great knights have already
A signal was sent to the church for help, so he had to seize the opportunity to evacuate.
Nevsky wore the unique attire of a cardinal and had a square and kind appearance. He was a clergyman who could calm believers just by looking at him.
His peaceful blue eyes said with an apologetic tone: "Your Majesty, what happened this time was my mistake. I failed to detect the weakening of the curse hidden under the fact that you are seriously ill."
"Since they dare to do this, they have strong confidence in the concealment of the curse, so they have nothing to do with you, Lord Bishop." Earl Witte smiled understandingly, and then brought up the matter of his inheritance: "By the way, Lord Bishop, I
I have reported my wishes to His Majesty the Emperor through secret channels. I am his knight, and he will naturally choose my successor from among the members of the Witte family."
Nevsky smiled happily and said: "Your Majesty, Count, your decision is the most appropriate. His Majesty the Emperor will definitely be satisfied with your loyalty, carefully select and train qualified successors for you, and take care of the Witte family. Okay, Lord Earl, I still need to arrange the hunt for the high-level magician and the remnants of Ivanovsky, so I will go back to the church first."
"Send Bishop Nevsky away." Count Witte ordered a knight who was protecting him.
Watching Nevsky quietly leaving the hall, Count Werther suddenly weakened, and the good state he had shown before was completely gone. At the same time, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Under the escort of knights, Nevsky left the Castle of Dry Vine with several bishops and priests.
At this time, the sky gradually lit up. He raised his head as if appreciating it and made a cross on his chest with his right hand.
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