Deep in the palace of the King of Bucharest, in a hidden room.
William looked at a tube of blood essence shining with golden light in front of him and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
It’s not easy!
Since this period of time, William has been hiding in the palace, relying on the cover of the new king who is afraid of death, and secretly extracting the blood of the Asclepius family for "blood refining."
Although the Asclepius family is known as the ancient divine family, the divine blood in their body is very thin, and there is almost no difference between the king's direct line and the collateral line.
Under such circumstances, blood refining becomes a very arduous task.
It took William more than a hundred days to refine the ten milliliters of N-generation divine blood from the blood of thousands of members of the Asclepius family!
This is already William's limit.
Because the material is not strong enough.
Unless someone in the Asclepius family shows signs of atavism, they can only wait for the god of medicine to be resurrected and return from the kingdom of the dead.
The blood of this N-generation god of medicine has no other effect except to create a bloodline mark that is of little use and only has breath.
But William had no choice. He stayed in the room for another day and made it into a bloodline mark that looked like a clover and shone with sacred golden light.
Because there were other blood marks on both hands of William, namely the treasure appraisal mark and the gem mark, William stamped this new divine blood mark between his eyebrows, and a golden mark suddenly appeared between William's eyebrows.
Clover imprint.
A feeling as vast as a sea of stars and filled with sacrosanctity suddenly appeared.
Under such mental pressure, ordinary people might kneel down and feel fear in their hearts.
Of course, for some strong-willed guys, it won't be of much use, and it's even less useful for extraordinary people.
It's worse than tasteless.
As soon as William thought, this divine power was restrained by him.
"I hope this bloodline mark can help me enter that snake cave." William whispered to himself.
He raised his head and walked out of the room. Since his work here was done, there was no point in staying. He should leave, so as not to frighten the new king all the time.
After walking a few steps, William suddenly heard a steady and powerful voice, "Holy Light!"
William's keen mental power suddenly sensed that a large number of light energy particles gathered above his head, forming dozens of light-shaped swords in the blink of an eye. Each lightsaber was swallowing violent energy fluctuations, moving towards where William was.
, and fell down with a whoosh.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Within a second, an explosion sounded. William's position and the surrounding area hundreds of meters were shattered by lightsaber bombardment. Gray fog filled the sky, and deep pits were exposed on the ground.
"Cough cough cough..." Along with a cough, several figures slowly emerged.
The leader was an elderly man wearing the golden-white robe of the Archbishop of the Holy Light Church. His face was full of deep wrinkles, and his blue eyes flashed with a wise light. He held a holy book in his hand.
The Holy See's classics glowed with milky white light, and it was obvious that it was also a powerful sacred instrument.
Next to him, there was an old man wearing a black bishop's robe, with white hair and beard, holding a replica of the Holy Light Holy See's golden plate.
It was this imitation that blocked William himself and the perception and detection capabilities of the magic mirror on his body, helping him to be suddenly attacked.
This old man, if William were here, would be familiar with him. He was Bishop Margeri who originally pursued him in the Principality of Estonia.
Next to these two important figures of the Holy See, there were a group of priests and guardian knights.
"Lord Yasha, is he dead?" Bishop Margery asked the old archbishop next to him softly.
The old man holding a book in his hand just shook his head, his deep eyes staring at the dust in front of him unblinkingly.
Suddenly, three earth-yellow spirits appeared strangely on the ground above them. Each stretched out two arms more than two meters long, and tightly wrapped the legs of Archbishop Yasha and Bishop Margery.
, unable to break free for a while.
"Lord Yasha!"
"Monsignor Margery!"
Shouts of exclamation continued to sound among the members of the Holy Light Church.
At this time, the sound of chanting curses sounded from behind them.
They were shocked and turned around quickly to see William in a black cloak standing unharmed not far behind them. Not a single hair was injured. He was chanting magic spells and earth energy particles were rushing towards him.
As he approached, they soon gathered into a huge boulder about five meters in diameter and long.
William Void held the huge stone and smashed it towards the two Vatican dignitaries who were bound by the earth spirit.
"Whoosh", the boulder flew straight away with a sound of breaking through the air, and was about to fall on their respected archbishop and bishop.
At this time, these warriors with the Holy Light in their hearts were unable to cut off the arms of the three earth spirits and restore the mobility of the two big men.
They were anxious and frightened.
Archbishop Yasha sighed softly, opened a page of the book in his hand, and uttered a simple word, "Barrier of Light!"
In an instant, a golden-white holy light barrier formed in front of their group, enveloping them.
The boulder hit the barrier, but it only dented in. It was immediately bounced aside by the barrier, and the holy light barrier returned to its original shape.
The people of the Holy Light Church standing in the Holy Light Barrier looked at each other from a distance from the power standing some distance outside the barrier.
"William..." Archbishop Yasha, who was bound by the earth spirit, still looked calm at this time and was looking at William indifferently, and his deep voice came out from the barrier.
The magic mirror immediately reported his identity to William. He was Archbishop Yasha who was in charge of the diocese of the Kingdom of Bucharest.
The old man in black robe next to him, William remembered him without the magic mirror, Bishop Margery!
It's just that I haven't seen him for many years, but Bishop Margery's mental power is much higher than before, and he has reached the level of a first-level wizard liquefaction.
Archbishop Yasha next to him has even reached the level of crystallization in mental power, which is nowhere compared to William!
They are all people who want to reach the second level wizard realm!
"It is an honor for me to be remembered by Archbishop Yasha! And of course you, Bishop Margery, we seem to have some accounts to settle!" William was silent for a moment, then showed a cold smile and faced the group of saints.
The warrior path of the Holy See of Light.
He didn't ask how these people knew his whereabouts or why they were targeting him. It was meaningless at this time.
The only meaningful thing at this time is fighting!
So William patted the blue plaid apron around his waist and said, "Void Hound, come out!"
A figure as huge as a hill suddenly appeared and slammed into the light barrier!