"Ha, it depends on your wishes. If you want the highest purity bloodline, and your ancestor is a woman, when the bloodline is constantly replaced and purified, you will really become a woman.
If you don't want to change your gender, your bloodline can only be purified to half its purity, that is, the bloodline purity of your ancestor's direct son or daughter, but that's enough, just like me," said Diro Pova.
He pointed to himself, "My ancestor was a male, so my bloodline was only half purified, but now I am the Dharma God that the entire Feren world is about to look up to."
"Bloodline...Ancestor..." Inexplicably, Don Quixote thought of the sea of consciousness in his sea of consciousness, that is, the parchment paper in the blood inheritance space. Obviously, he belongs to the kind of person because of the age of a long time.
The descendants who caused their bloodline to be thin and abnormally thin have partially lost their inheritance, but even so, their soul talents are already so powerful. If they can completely purify their bloodline, their strength can be imagined, and because they have already
He can bind the aura of affinity, and he is not afraid that the talent will become more passively stronger due to the purification of the body's bloodline. However, after only a few seconds of happiness, he suddenly thought of something.
According to Diro Pova, this spell has no effect on the lich and the necromancer, because not to mention the bloodline of these two creatures, one has completely abandoned the **, while the other is the whole body.
The cells had long been filled with negative energy, and the cells had already existed in another form, similar to the zombie he refined. When he thought of this, he frowned slightly and asked, "What about the lich or the necromancer? They were also affected by this
Is it a restriction?"
Apollo Ding didn't feel surprised about Don Quixote's question. Even if he didn't ask this, she would feel curious. After all, she is a true god, and it is still very simple to see through Don Quixote's essence.
"The necromancers have no choice, because their bodies have been completely necrotic, but Lich, in principle, if a Lich can find a way to rely on the body of a living person for a long time, then he can enjoy this spell
The high-purity bloodline brain can transform the fluctuations in the structure of the soul, and is also useful for the mutated lich soul, but unfortunately it is almost impossible in fact. After all, the lich soul is directly attached to
On the body of a living person, the mutated soul will slowly kill that body. If the body dies, there is no way to talk about soul transformation. However, it has nothing to do with us. You and I are living people, how could you
Have this idea?”
"Curious. It's the instinct of a mage," Don Quixote shrugged, not panic at all. He took it lightly about the issue of revealing that he was a lich, "I can understand the function of the magic circle,
What about this volcanic lava? What is its function?”
"A part of the magic circle, when purifying the bloodline, you need to borrow the flame it produces to remove the impurities in the bloodline."
"There are special ingredients in lava fire?" Don Quixote asked, and there is his reason. People who can design such a complex magic circle cannot take off their pants and fart. If it is just a normal high temperature, then there is no need.
I specially found a volcano and guided the lava to come.
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"Everything between heaven and earth has its own unique attributes. They transform and restrain each other. Whether you are the Farens, there are only basic elements and the power of faith in your eyes, which are derived from those world rules.
The magical power of the man in a golden robe with his hands behind his back was standing on a crater with a slim woman, and it was the man who spoke, and it looked like he was a
Just by approaching him, he would have the urge to crawl at his feet. Of course, this person is Xia Ya Donghai, who is practicing the way of emperors, and he can ignore this aura while he is on his side.
Only Apollo Ding.
"Yes, yes, you are the only one who is great," Apollo Ding, who was standing beside Charmaine East China Sea, walked a few steps forward and looked down, "Dear, do you know what special properties of this lava have in it?
?”
"Hmph, I know, the earth's center lava fire," Xia Ya Donghai curled his lips disdainfully, "In our prehistoric world, it is said that this flame comes from the Netherworld Hell, and the earthly evil spirits in the earth's center lava fire are collected through secret techniques.
It can be used to purify all dirty things and return to nature..."
"Hihehe~ Dear, you are so awesome..."
“That’s…”
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"My Excellency Diro Pova? What's wrong with you?" Don Quixote called out a few times before Apollo's consciousness was restored. Obviously, Don Quixote's words just now made her fall into the past.
In the memories, however, for people like Apollo Ding, they occasionally remember the past, and they will not regret everything they have done. This is the terrible thing about the people who look down on the people after reason occupied the commanding heights, their world,
There will never be two words regret.
"Nothing," Diro Pova did not hide too much about himself. For people like Don Quixote who are good at observing words and expressions, most lies have no meaning, "I remembered a long time ago
I once asked someone some questions like this..."
Apollo Ding's low tone made Don Quixote politely ask without continuing to ask. Although his aura of friendship is domineering, over the years, Don Quixote has also discovered many restrictions, such as two people
Before the relationship was changed very close, if you often do things that the other party hates, it will significantly reduce your favorability and even make the other party feel disgusted. "This kind of earth-center lava fire," Apollo
.Ding sighed and continued, "It contains an extremely strange power that can purify bloodlines and eliminate impurities. Although it can be constructed directly with magic, the magic array on the ground must be at least hundreds of times more complicated.
Only then can it be achieved, because this power is something derived from the gaps in the power of the rules of the big world, but it is not something that human power can do."
"Understand." Don Quixote nodded. "Today is June 29th. There are still two months left before the official start of school on September 1st, so in these two months, you study me during the day and at night I will be able to do it.
Studying you, what do you think?"
"Hiss Goodman," Diro Pova looked at Quixote, a little helpless. Obviously, this sentence sounded to her that it had become ambiguous, although she had already given this man a strong man last night.
.However, when the relationship between the two people has not reached the point where they are too close, she still has to pretend to be reserved, "Can you add 'your soul' and 'my spell' to the back?"
"OK."
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The distant Supreme Bright Plateau, because the air is thin and cannot store too much heat, and the terrain is too high, so when the sun sets, the temperature has dropped to minus ten or twenty degrees, and because of the popularity of air conditioning.
The thermometer designed by Deutsch has also spread to the entire continent. In the past ten years, the thermometer can be said to be the most silent, but it is also the biggest invention that changed the world of Feren, because it gives the temperature to
The measurement has been quantified, so now, in the world of Feren, I tell a person that the weather is several degrees today, and most people can understand it.
"Huh~"
Another gust of wind blew, and the flames in the fireplace that reached the roof were driven to burn even more violently. Joan of Arc, who was sitting next to the fireplace, was covered with a thick blanket, and a dozen parchment paper was placed on the blanket.
When she went up, it was probably the information her subordinates passed on to her. She seemed to feel a little cold. She gently hooked her fingers, and the wood neatly placed in the corner of the house was thrown into the fireplace. There are a few more pictures to see.
Past parchment.
"Sister, is this guy dead? He didn't find any news."
"It's normal," Joan of Arc threw another piece of parchment into the fireplace. "It's still easy to have this ability to hide yourself when he can fight with that person for so long."
"What... Then our plan has failed before it even started... After checking for so long, except for what we knew before, there is no valuable information, especially the Charia United Nations, this guy
So stupid. Now the eight kings are desperately despising their existence and his wife. I guess no one will remember who Xia Ya and Queen Qin are in a few years!"
"It's not stupid, pick up the last parchment," Joan of Arc chuckled a few times. Obviously, as a semi-autistic patient, she can always look at everything rationally, which gives people a pessimistic feeling.
, “Not everyone likes rights.”
"Hmph! He doesn't like power, but we can't find it at all... Huh? That's not," when Joan Arc's sister Nilu saw the contents of the last parchment through her sister's eyes,
The complaints in the room couldn't help but stop because there was a person recorded on it, "Isn't this the traitor from many years ago?"
"Esther, whose full name is Esther Yada, a double traitor eleven years ago, betrayed the Temple of the Sun and the Temple of Life, and disappeared without a trace. Five years later, he appeared in the former Chaya Empire, and now in the north of the Chaya United Nations.
The whereabouts of the Tianmu Town are unknown. They once took over the assassination of Don Quixote and his wife Kyle. They speculated that they might have learned some information from the traitor Rantes that outsiders did not know."
"If I remember correctly," Nilu said after reading this, "This woman seems to be leaving by that guy. I also ask us to downplay the treatment of this traitor. I didn't expect it to be related to that guy, sister
, I have discovered that people related to that man must have something to do with that man, just like the two of us, isn’t it the same?”
"My sister, only I can understand what you say. Also, Xiu Yike is not necessarily a man. We have never seen what he looks like in so many years."
"It doesn't matter, but, are we going to find this woman?"
"Empress Charia disappeared with him, and the Queen of Britain, who seemed to have a good relationship with him, had nowhere to go. As for the so-called teacher he spoke at his wedding, there was no clue at all, as if it was evaporated from the world.
Just like that, so far, there is only one clue we can grasp, so, da, "After a light bounce, he threw the parchment into the fireplace, Joan of Arc stretched,
"Even if you know it's useless, you can only try to find her. If this time fails, then..."
"Then we really don't have any chance," even Nilu, who had always been cheerful, couldn't help but lower her voice, "This man is so mysterious, just like Xiu Yi, who wants to find him, but he has some delusions.
...”
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"Sir, are you looking for me?" A woman who looked very devout came to Joan of Arc's room.
"I have some things that I have to go out for about a month. In this month, you will deal with the matters in the temple for me."
"Yes, Lord Saint," the woman didn't seem very surprised. Obviously, during the last world-wide mass, she should have served as the Saint to deal with the affairs of the Saint in the Temple. "Then I'll call a few
Knights of the Templar....”
"No," Joan of Arc waved his hand, "for my own private affairs, there is no need to waste the resources of the temple."
"Then I'll go down first..." (To be continued...)
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