The power of the blood itself...... Woz remembered the motto of the Hayberian family - blood is the currency of life, the carrier of the soul!

According to their interpretation, blood is the symbol of the soul and life force! That is, in their magical theory, blood represents the most fundamental power of a person or a living being, the highest "sacrifice" to be sacrificed!

Hayberion had also said that the magic of blood blasting could be performed with the blood of other creatures, so it was clear that he was not relying on the magic of Pombo that was infused into his blood. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but some kind of shared power.

The power shared by every living being with body and soul.

The essence of blood magic is "sacrificial" magic, and what is given is blood, a combination of spirit and flesh. In the Basic Theory of Magic, there is a similar explanation, where every drop of blood can be considered in some sense the embodiment of a complete living being. Almost all contract magic from ancient times to the present day has been based on this theory.

The magic book spread out on Wox's lap automatically turned the pages frantically, and from time to time, a few sentences or even large paragraphs of text flashed with a dark golden light on the rapidly swept paper. Instead of looking down to read, Woz kept his fingertips firmly fixed on the drop of blood. But if you look closely, you will find that in the depths of Woz's eyes, as the pages of the book turn, a large number of dark gold subtle words flashed.

As long as Woz wanted to, he didn't need to actually read the book, because this magic book had become his other brain, and Wox could read and query it directly with his mind like this.

Woz had found a great deal of evidence in the knowledge he had been gathering over the course of more than a decade to prove his conjecture. Eventually, he was confirmed.

So Woz immediately began to think differently and continue the practice of blood blasting.

Instead of forcibly mobilizing the magic in the blood, they try to rely on the power of the blood itself. Using the side that represents the "soul" as fuel, the combustion releases magic.

As a human being, an intelligent life form, the most precious thing is his soul, if you donate your soul, even if you only use the least efficient conversion method of "sacrifice", the magic power you can obtain is very large. Compared to the magic obtained by ordinary practice, it is the difference between burning wood and nuclear fusion!

So even a small drop of blood, the soul it represents, can release considerable magical power. Then use this magic power to build a magic array, pry more and more free magic power, and cause an explosion! This is the principle of blood magic blood blasting.

After learning the symbolism of blood, Woz's practice went much smoother. Without wasting his own blood, he went straight to the place in one step and successfully performed the blood blast.

A violent explosion rang out again, sending off a shockwave that dispersed the faint bloody gas in the study.

Woz looked at his fingers with satisfaction, their tips slightly red and swollen from the constant pressure of blood droplets. Looking back now, he didn't have to squeeze blood out of his fingertips, as Hayberian did, but could cut a small wound with a knife - as long as he could get a little blood.

The only advantage of this method like the one he used was that there were no obvious injuries. Woz almost cramped in both arms.

After finishing the magic practice, Woz looked out the window and realized that it was still early and it was not time for dinner. Just in time to be quiet enough for no one to disturb him, he decided to continue.

Hayberion said that once you master the Blood Blast, you are basically introduced to the magic of blood. Woz already felt this very well: it was through the practice just now that he mastered the essence and core of blood magic, which can be regarded as the first step towards success.

Then, you can try to communicate with the guy inside you?

Woz pressed his chest as if to feel where the wild ghost was being held in his body. He didn't think there was such a space in his body that could be used as a prison cell!

And the wild ghost is a powerful soul body that already has a physical body, and from this point of view, it itself is a combination of "spirit and flesh", so the only place where its invasion can survive is in the blood of Woz!

Woz closed his eyes, remembering how he felt when he had successfully unleashed the blood blast just now, and began to touch the essence of blood.

"Shhh

Suddenly, Woz heard a terrifying roar coming from within himself. What followed was a brief pause in the heart - a sudden burst of blood flow somewhere in the body, blocking the flow of blood throughout the body. This is also thanks to Woz's multiple seals and imprisons it, otherwise, this wild ghost would not just slightly interfere with Woz's blood circulation, but directly invade his soul!

Woz's eyes flickered, and he suddenly "saw" a blood-red dim space, and a tall and emaciated humanoid object was not far in front of him, and it was the wild ghost "Sect Master" who had invaded his body before. Without the cover of its coat and cloak, its body was completely exposed—almost a pitch-black skeleton, shrouded in a crimson and blackened mist, and it seemed that it had only condensed its skeleton, and it was still long before it could form a flesh.

As if seeing Woz's arrival, the wild ghost rushed up excitedly, and then hit the layers of "cages" arranged by Woz, was bounced away, and then hit the cage wall behind him, and bounced off. It's as if it's a bouncy ball bouncing around the room.

Faced with such a funny scene, Woz didn't have any intention of laughing. Although it looked awkward and ridiculous, and although it was firmly locked up by itself, this direct contact between the souls gave Woz a more intuitive understanding of the gap between the two. With just the slightest breath leaking out of the cage, Wox felt as if a fierce peerless demon god was imprisoned in his cage!

The mantis arm is a car, the grasshopper shakes the tree, and the sun and the moon flow fireflies...... If you don't choose the most correct way to deal with it...... Wox felt a pang of fear. If he had chosen to fight instead of seal and imprison the wild ghost at the first time he entered his body, his soul and blood would have been devoured long ago! The gap between him and the wild ghost was so huge, how could it be said that it was also a powerful monster that the Hyberion family had been helpless for more than four hundred years and generations!

After being afraid, Wox felt a headache, how to deal with this guy now? Fighting? Confrontation is absolutely useless, and the huge gap in strength is an insurmountable barrier. It's impossible to leave it alone like this, even the seals of Hayberion can be polluted and transformed into a nourishment base, God knows how long the seal bindings can last!

"Hehe, Hayberrien really thinks of me, and wants me to get rid of all the wild ghosts once and for all...... There are forty-eight monsters like this!" Waz smiled helplessly, "You are so powerful, why don't you go and scourge Jeelf and Akunororia?"

Woz suddenly stopped talking to himself, "Wait, these guys are tough, but they're really good thugs." Although I don't know if I can beat them, I don't feel sorry if I die as cannon fodder!"

It can't be destroyed, it can't be sealed, so Woz thought of another kind of magic - contract magic. If you can't beat each other, you can only choose to coexist.

You can even transform them into your own Shikigami!

Although rarely used, contract magic is the most mature and effective type of word magic in Woz. Because word magic itself is the embodiment and extension of the magic of "contract". Black and white, no regrets, this is the essence of the contract, but all along, Woz's contract object is the concept of "magic" rather than a specific person.

Harness the power of the Spellbook and use Woz's unique word magic to craft the most effective contract spells......

Woz fell into deep thought, the pages of the real magic book flew again, and a large amount of information was selected, extracted, sorted and sorted with the help of the automatic secretary, analyzed and summarized, and a contract spell gradually took shape.