"I want your blood."

"What do you want my blood? It's useless to ask for my thing? Is it a secret recipe for abortion? It's better not to trust those witch doctors, and abortion at a young age will cause damage to the body... No, what you said just now, I'm a little distracted."

The messy thinking in my mind was noisy and it took a little effort to suppress it. However, my thoughts were confused and what I said was unconventional. So after being stunned, the barbarian princess was furious!

Although most of the things that men talk about are somewhat unknown, she can still understand the meaning of some vague words... and the misunderstanding sounds like a naked mockery, so silently, her palm hanging beside her raised, and a short green knife stabbed towards the abominable face with a cold wind!

The sword wind was fierce, but it was not cruel. It just aimed at one of someone's ears. Therefore, the psychic wise man raised his hand in advance, and his slender fingers gently closed. The power of the demon made her let go of her hand in a soft scream. The short knife fell to the ground, silently sank into the floor under her feet, and smooth traces of one foot long were slid on the wood, making the bold person feel ashamed.

"Oh, you girl, want to murder your husband...ah, no, it's an adulterer, it's not right..."

According to legend, the Cruolds are descendants of the ancient Vikings. These strong races from the northern ice sea are the most famous of being the character of desperate after being angry. They can break into blood for their companions in the ice edges, wrap in flames and carry the enemy to die, relying on the courage to be fearless... And the princess of the Huang**** vein undoubtedly has this kind of violence hidden in her bloodline - in just half a sentence, she has already waved her left fist, kicked her right knee, and attacked the man with a head hammer! The quick and ruthless movement is completely inconsistent with either her spell caster or the princess.

However, the target of this highness attack was not a weak mage.

Waving his hand, twisting his body, and gently swinging it. The figure, a little shorter than her, reacted far more than the warrior. The power on his body was even more powerful than the dragon. He waved one hand and suppressed her wrists, but it was still effortless. His slender fingers were tightened like iron hoops, so he completely controlled her movements.

Cecilia gritted her teeth and retreated, trying to break free, but the psychic warlock only took two steps just right, one step further and one step further, her back had already touched the wall. When she wanted to struggle again, the face was already close.

The eyes were fixed on her face, and the man slowly approached was smiling, and what he wanted to do was also obvious... And after she struggled a few times, she could only stare at the smiling face and slowly approached.

Come on, I won’t be polite this time. If you dare to come, I will bite your throat!

After gritting his silver teeth, the girl cursed in her heart.

Unfortunately, the other party naturally would not give her such a chance...

"No one tells you, do you look better when you smile?"

The strange words made the girl furious and shocked her.

Mixed with some subtle fragrance of sweat, lingering at the nose, Edward's mouth quietly raised the corners of his mouth...

Because the woman in front of her finally regained some vitality. Her originally pale face had already been dyed with a layer of anger: she did not have the pale complexion advocated by the nobles of the mainland, but because of this, only when the blood is full of energy, it becomes more and more moving and a kind of youthful beauty.

"Emergency will only make you lose your mind, and magic is just a weapon that can destroy people. Perhaps only laughter can really conquer people's hearts. So when you understand this principle, why not put away your knife... No, it's magic, smile more?"

"Even if I don't have the future of my Golden Tribe, I have to worry about my sister. How could I laugh at this time?"

His princess' wide eyes and the cold voice made the psychic warlock shake his head and put away his occasional playful thoughts, "To put it simply, Your Majesty the King has seen through your substitute?" He took a breath and began to sort out all his thoughts. However, he deliberately maintained that ambiguous posture.

"No, but he has begun to doubt, because the wedding did not have this traditional ceremony. This was yesterday. He just ordered the addition. The reason given was that the ancient tradition should be followed, but everyone knows..."

"And even if you want to participate, it won't work now, right..." Edward raised a finger to stop her remarks. "So, can't your substitute pass this ceremony by the usual means?"

"Yes, because the end of this ceremony was a magical technique with the Yellow **** vein as the medium. Although Xiluda is also a blood branch of the White Falcon family, it is too far from the bloodline of the Golden Thunder Eagle. Unless we can change the bloodline marks used in the sacrificial sacrifice, too many people in your country know that it is impossible to modify... and there is no time."

"Can't you use magic to make some concealment?"

"The blood of the son of Congshan comes from our supreme gods. Before everyone is born, it is destined that royal and non-royal tribes have extremely different bloodlines, or they seem to be indistinguishable from mortals, but how can they hide the eyes of the gods?" Xiluda, or Princess Cecilia, snorted softly: "Although the power of magic is touted as omnipotence, it is not worth mentioning in the face of great divine power."

Edward's mouth moved slightly.

In fact, the history of this world is far longer than what he remembers, and for tens of thousands of years, how could there be few gods in myth that fall into the sky, transform into the star world, and be buried in the long river of history? Although most of the gods' replacements are caused by internal struggles, there are not a few cases of mortals ascending to gods...

Otherwise, why would the royal power cast by all things be seen by the gods? If you just take it away, why should you send an envoy to work hard?

However, at this time, there is no need to worry about these things.

"So, what's your plan?"

"You...let me go!"

The breathing that was close at hand was stirring without any slightest sense of relaxation. But the man did not feel relaxed at all... The heart-pounding jump made Cecilia finally have to raise her voice, but Edward did not go too far and let go as he said, and said that he could not do anything to this hateful boy in any way, and could only express his anger in his heart with his eyes.

If his eyes could kill people, Edward might have been reincarnated tens of thousands of times at this moment...

"According to the tradition of Cruold, women will hold this celebration when they are married. It is called Remnia. It consists of a series of rituals, and you don't need to know the process. But the biggest problem is that in the end, the two people will perform a ritual of blood fusion. This is the most critical and only practical part of the entire ritual."

His rapid breathing finally calmed down, but he stared at the person in front of him with a resentful voice, and his princess said with grinding teeth.

"Only the lovers who have taken out the blood from two people and bless them in the name of the God of Mount. Only after receiving this blessing will they be regarded as real couples. So the only way to take a risk is to use my blood and yours to perform the ceremony, which can be accepted by...the great gods. So I need your blood, not too much, a few drops are enough."

The psychic warlock was slightly stunned.

Remnia, so that's it. It's just this question, it's okay to say vaguely, but the name of the god in the other party's mouth was not heard clearly... Not only did it fall outside his ears, but it even avoided his omnipresent spiritual tentacles?

"You and mine? But... can you not be the party involved in the wedding? Can you not be in front of the shaman?"

"It's enough for a lover. With that... it doesn't matter. The blessed blood will disappear and be accepted by the gods." His Royal Highness of Crullod shook his head and lowered his voice: "This ceremony must be conducted under the rituals of a crowd, so we just need to mix among the crowd of people watching the ceremony. According to the Shaman's question answer, we can directly complete the ceremony without worrying about the sound. The process of the ceremony is not long or grand, and ordinary people should not pay attention to it."

Edward touched the tip of his nose. "Where are you sure?"

"I can only take a chance. Fortunately, the shaman who presided over the ceremony was the uncle who watched me grow up. He could fully cooperate with us and add a vessel to put blood in. As long as the exchange time is right, no one will see the flaw."

So the psychic warlock stopped talking, but just moved his fingertips, and the dagger stuck to the ground bounced up with a clang and flew past his fingers.

So Princess Cecilia quickly took out a small crystal bottle. The blood beads dripped and hissed, and the next moment it condensed into crystals.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Edward's eyes swam around her lower abdomen for a moment.

But the robe was wide and big, so I couldn't tell the reason. So, I'm afraid there is no way to know about this matter now... It's a pity that none of the supernatural abilities we know can find out whether the seed was successful.

The psychic warlock had no choice but to sigh.

Then he suddenly looked up.

Maybe it was an illusion... He withdrew his fingers and gently scratched his nose.

It seems to be a fishy smell?

It wasn't the wound I just cut out... that strange fishy smell seemed to come with the wind, or was captured by the tentacles of the spirit? But no matter what, it was the fishy smell of blood... There seemed to be a kind of intuition in my heart, such a judgment.

...

"Rudolph, it turns out you are here."

Walking through the layers of corridors and entering the depths of the castle garden, when behind the heavy tree sculptures, the familiar figure fell into his eyes, the young prince sighed softly and then smiled.

"I don't think much of you, don't you say that you will be patient in this matter... Forget it, in fact, there is nothing wrong with showing your attitude..."

The laughter suddenly stopped because the young man in front of him had drawn out the long sword in the sheath! Taking a step forward, the distance between the two of them had turned into nothingness, and the long sword in his hand was as fast as the wind, and the poisonous snake spitted a letter, stabbing straight at His Highness the Prince's knees!

Strand was stunned.

However, the prince also practiced swordsmanship hard, so he could clearly notice the trajectory of the long sword... but the doubt in his heart made his mind stop for a moment, and a certain thought of rejection took the upper hand, which disintegrated almost all his protection.

This sword was not exquisite, but it was extremely fast, and in an instant, it almost touched the target!

But at this moment, a light and shadow were mixed with Li Feng, and the next one arrived first and had already been sent to Rudolph's side!

With a loud bang, the newly promoted Demon Wolf Legion commander had only time to raise his sword to mount it. But the long sword could not maintain its shape in this power and bent backwards. Then it turned into countless pieces! The terrifying power was then added to him, bombing the Demon Wolf Lord hard and hitting a cluster of short trees in the courtyard!

"What's going on? Why is Rudolf..."

After a moment of stagnation, Stran's eyes fell in the distance. His friends who were struggling were anxiously speaking to the two fully armed knights who had been standing beside him at some point.

However, neither of the two knights responded to the prince's inquiry. They just raised the sword in their hands, their bodies were slightly bowed, and their eyes were locked tightly under their helmets.

A man who also appeared in front of them at some point in time was more than ten feet.

His gray robe looked no luster, and his slightly bent back seemed to be a weak old man. However, when his eyes fell on the gray robe, he seemed to have a tired, cold and dark aura, slowly attacking the surroundings. The eyes of others, even if they just stopped on the gray, would suddenly become dizzy.

"He is good at it and has a good reaction..." he spoke, his voice gentle.

But at the same time, at the tip of his left finger, a terrifying, twisted monster suddenly jumped out of the mage's fingers. In the eyes of the knight, it was a huge creature that almost occupied the entire line of sight, and half of the mouth was wide open to him. Countless eyes and circles of teeth were squirming in this bloody mouth, like a flesh and blood channel covered with spikes!

The monster rushed towards the knight, and it passed through the knight's body like a phantom, causing him to scream in fear!

"Phantom Killer!"

Another knight roared - in his opinion, a light gray mist sprayed out from the mage's fingertips, and he moved forward in vain, but the knight's companion had fallen to the ground like a piece of wood. His eyes spit out, his body twitched slightly, and then he became stiff, and then he was silent!

The Phantom Killer is an illusion, but it is not a simple illusion. It will arouse people's deepest fear. However, this spell is just four rings, and it can kill a great knight directly. It can only show one thing. The power of this mage in the gray robe is absolutely extraordinary!

The giant sword in his hand was swung out with the sound of exhaling, and the remaining knights had already done their best! At this moment, the soil on the ground was swept by the storm and pushed forward with a roar!

But facing a fierce slash from the giant sword, the man in white robe just raised his arm lightly and stretched out a finger of his other hand.

A layer of invisible energy spread like water waves on his fingertips! With the deep impact, the beheaded giant sword was held back! The light film seemed to be as thin as a cicada's wings, but the tip of the sword slid down and pulled out a long spark belt, but it eventually stopped. Even if the great knight bowed his entire body, he could not break it with all his strength!

As the power moves forward, you can even see the hard giant sword bent slightly! The magic glow flashes on the sword. When it reaches its limit, the great knight suddenly unloads its strength! Taking advantage of the momentum, the body turns, and a sharp sound! The smooth rock on the ground was actually scraped out of a circular pothole by his steel boots, and the giant sword even slashed out a large circle in the air, and a harsh sound of wind came out, with a colorful luster, hitting the invisible barrier!

But the wall had turned around and swallowed him in an instant!

"Rudolph, I didn't expect you to...well, what do you want?"

Betrayal made the prince's smile stiff. He knew that the two knights around him were capable of the power of the two knights who depended on their age or the path. In fact, even if the mage who had turned on his real name might not be able to withstand their attacks at this distance.

However, in front of this person, their lives were only exchanged for two raising hands, and they easily wiped them out like insects.

"Your life, your soul." The man in gray put down his hand and walked past the corpses of the two knights. Under the shadow in his hood, his fair jaw slightly closed, and his elegant voice was gentle and calm, as if he was just talking about something the size of a copper plate.

"My soul? Does it have any special significance to this country?"

"Why do you ask that?" The mage smiled: "Yes, Fernandis's bloodline is indeed unique... Your mind is very smart. It is a pity that the old guy didn't train you as his heir."

"If my brother could invite someone like you, he wouldn't mind adding more strength to deal with his father, rather than dealing with my brother who was not threatening at all. This is a simple question." The prince took a deep breath and stood up slowly: "And I asked myself that I did not offend an opponent with a strong power like you. In fact, I have recruited every mage vigorously. Even if it was not successful, I would not cause their malice."

"A long-term plan, right? Since you are even Rudolf, you are a member of this plan, then what you want is naturally a big thing. The most reasonable one is naturally this country." The prince nodded slightly and reached out to touch his chin: "Most of the taxes in the kingdom will be given to the mages first, but a mage who is accomplished like you cannot be an unknown person, but you should know that daring to use this already allocated cheese will inevitably touch the interests of some mages, or your purpose is to obtain more resources? It seems unwise to use such extreme methods."

"Indeed, your soul is very valuable. However, you may have a lot of time to understand this issue in the future."...)

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