Herath rubbed his hand on the blood-soaked cover. Because he was determined to follow the path of magic, he has never opened this book since he got it. People with the blood of the gods are the top of the blood.
existence, especially since he inherited the bloodline of a god-king. If the path of the mage fails, he still has a way out. From the moment he activates the resurrection body, the path of bloodline is unobstructed for him.
"But I still long for magic, and I can't extricate myself from being addicted to its mysterious world." Heras sighed, and then opened the thick cover.
A strong smell of blood came from the opened pages, making Heras's nostrils feel a bit sticky and moist. The blue light of the Miracle Moon immediately disappeared without a trace, and the whole room fell into complete darkness.
In the darkness, some dark red shadows could be vaguely seen moving.
Then a dim and intense bloody light lit up from the front page of the ancient book. The bloody lights kept changing and combining, arranging various contents.
"It was actually written with the original divine blood..." Heras exclaimed. The trolls did not know how to rationally utilize resources, nor did they know how to develop sustainably. When the Frost Troll Empire was first established, the bloody world
They collected a lot of the original divine blood that the king sprinkled in the glacial waters of the far north, so they squandered it wantonly, and even used a lot of the original divine blood to make utensils. Until the blood pool finally dried up, the great warlord Haman died in the battle, and lost
After the protection of the resurrected body, the troll empire immediately declared its demise.
Then various races swarmed in and snatched the instruments made with the original divine blood, hoping to extract some original blood. However, no one had ever succeeded. The used divine blood could no longer be recycled. And the last bit in the blood pool was
The original divine blood disappeared for a long time. It was not until the appearance of Zulma Salamus that people knew who had obtained the inheritance of the Amfarian Blood God.
This book is undoubtedly very precious to the Salamus family. The analysis of the godhead written with original divine blood can show the structure of the godhead extremely completely, and there will be absolutely no errors. The most important thing is - this is
An original bloodline artifact! Its main purpose is not to record, but to fight...
Although Herath's father Yara was a great mage, he even defeated a legendary professional on his own and was killed in an ambush. This book should have contributed a lot...
After reading the instructions on the first page, Heras felt a little shocked. His grandfather casually gave him this book that was crucial to the Salams family?
Heras was not busy understanding the content. The vision of opening this book was too big and could easily be discovered.
So he quickly used his quantum brain to scan all the changing contents of each page, and then received the book into the space ring.
After flipping through the catalog in his mind, he roughly understood the function of this book. It can store a huge amount of vitality for emergencies, and when a bloodline person inherited from the Bloody King holds it, the bloodline ability
There will be a huge increase.
When the great warlord Haman was carrying it, he was killed nearly a hundred times before he died completely. Although under siege, Haman would be killed almost as soon as he came back to life, but because none of the legendary strong men who besieged him were good at extracting the vitality of his blood,
Therefore, after the battle, the surviving legendary strong men were almost exhausted from exhaustion.
"No wonder the general gave it to me... This book is called Haman's Book of the Immortal. It is an artifact specially created by the Frost Troll Empire for their undead general." Herath felt a little uncomfortable.
, he guessed that Yara probably died in the hands of this book, and the general could only fight against his father with it.
"But you need at least the blood concentration of a ninth-level blood user to use it..." Herath thought angrily.
The content recorded in this book is basically the complete analysis of the Godhead of the Bloody King. There is very little content about training the bloodline. After all, it was written by trolls. For the trolls, analyzing the Godhead is a difficult problem, but training the bloodline
, just rely on instinct to keep fighting. Trolls don’t need these things like tempering their body and mind, testing their will, and understanding life and death...
"It just so happens that I don't need any blood training methods..." Herath looked at the blue moon in the night sky and cursed. What he has to do now is to slowly analyze the godhead units and then gradually fill in the godhead.
In the framework. This is what he is good at. The quantum brain can not only instantly form the analyzed content, but also analyze the unfamiliar and unknown content very quickly.
"Establish an independent data analysis task: Analysis of the Godhead of the Bloody King." Heras gave new instructions to the quantum brain, and then the complex knowledge in the ancient book was automatically recognized and analyzed by the quantum brain, and converted into concepts he could understand and directly printed into him
mind.
Then he transferred the analysis task to run automatically in the background. Now he really loves this iron head...
"Long live the Federal Academy of Sciences!" Heras praised in his heart, and then fell asleep.
The morning sun didn't shine on time because the sky in the morning was a bit cloudy. Just like Alice's current mood, she held a breakfast plate in her right hand and knocked on Heras' door anxiously.
Soon the door opened, and the young and handsome Emma scholar appeared in front of her, which made the girl's heart beat faster. Young girls all like those elegant and knowledgeable opposite sexes, and she was of course no exception, but her heart beat faster.
Not because of this.
"Good morning, Mr. Heras, here is your breakfast. Did you have a good rest last night?" Alice asked softly.
"Very good, thank you very much for your hospitality." Heras said with a smile. When he saw Alice coming to deliver breakfast to him in person, he could vaguely guess what this girl wanted to do. Yesterday, he saw it from Alice's clear eyes.
When it comes to strong desire, there is a heart beating like fire under her quiet appearance. This girl desires knowledge and power, and the degree of desire is no less than him.
Heras finished breakfast under Alice's nervous eyes. He watched the girl clearing the dishes with trembling hands, but remained silent and did not speak.
"Uh, Alice, are you okay..." He decided to give this girl a chance. She left a very good impression on him. He didn't mind helping her casually. In this world full of extraordinary power,
There is no one in the world who does not desire to change his own destiny. Alice still has a bottom line, otherwise she would have come to find him last night.
Maybe it was the first time he took the initiative to talk to Alice, which made the girl instantly gather up some courage. She took a deep breath and said: "I...I know it's too much to say this...Dear Emma
Scholar..." Now she is no longer Mr. Heras.
Heras had to wait patiently for her to hesitate for a long time before she finally asked the topic: "Dear Scholar Emma... I... I heard from grandpa... You said that along the Marshall Islands
Floated over?"
"Yes." He replied concisely and concisely.
"Are you a mage..." Alice said with her eyes closed, as if it took a lot of energy for her to ask this question.
"Yes, I am an intermediate mage." Heras thought this girl was really interesting.
His words almost made Alice unable to hold the dinner plate... This is the Western Continent. Except for the Elf Empire, other regions have not only stagnated due to long-term chaos, but also lost a lot of magic knowledge, so here
There are far more bloodline users than spellcasters.
The old mayor of Solo Town is just a high-level magic apprentice...
Alice bowed deeply to Heras, so deeply that Heras was a little worried that her waist would be broken.
"I like magic very much... Dear Emma Scholar... very, very much... I am eager to enter that mysterious world..." She spoke more smoothly now,
"But my teacher...Old Mayor Jike...he does not have a formal mage's promotion method...nor does he have an official mage's meditation method...he said that I have excellent talents.
....If I can find those methods... I hope to become a real spell caster!"
"I have all of these," Heras said seductively.
"I'm willing to pay any price!" Alice said loudly. After saying this, she felt that she was a little rude, and then apologized, "I'm sorry... I was so excited..."
"At what price?" Heras asked softly, his emotions could not be seen from his voice.
This sentence made Alice fall into silence. She didn't understand anything at this age. To be honest, the young man was not disgusting. If she dedicated her first night to him, maybe...
Alice struggled for a while and saw that the girl's throat was trembling with difficulty. Heras raised his hand and stroked her cheek. This action made Alice take a few steps back like an electric shock.
She tugged on her collar tightly, breathing heavily and said, "In addition to my family, and my...any price!"
"Then what price can you pay?" Heras said lightly.
Alice's cheeks turned red. She felt that she was so despicable. She wanted to get valuable magic knowledge without giving anything!
But that kind of sacrifice... Alice shook her head hard, as if to drive something away, and then she bowed to Heras again, "Sorry to bother you, respected Emma scholar...
...." As she said this, she couldn't help but shed tears. The opportunity was right in front of her, but she failed to grasp it. There will never be such an opportunity again...never again...
Just as Alice staggered out of the door, a joking voice came from behind: "You don't have to pay any price, little girl, this is a piece of cake for me."
She suddenly looked back and found that the young man was looking at her with a smile, his eyes showing unabashed approval.