Clouds of blood entered Chalkin's psionic space, which led him to discover a rather interesting thing.

In the Sequence Dragon's spiritual space, these blood balls floating in the air, as if they were in space, will actively turn into perfect blood cells.

Not only that, but with the manipulation of Chalkin's mind, these blood cells can also be neatly arranged.

After carefully counting, all the blood, in Chalkin's spiritual space, there were also rows of neatly arranged blood clusters.

Looking at the blood cells floating in front of him like a wall, Chalkin was satisfied: "10 regiments of blood are in a row, a total of 11 rows and 7, that is to say, a total of 117 extraordinary beings have paid blood to me. ”

"It's so rich, if only I were an extraordinary person in the 'Beauty God' path, then there would be no awkward feeling of sucking blood. That's enough blood for me to learn a dozen transcendent skills. ”

"However, the more extraordinary skills you master, the greater the risk of losing control and going crazy, and I'm in a good position right now, so I don't need to take these risks. ”

Looking at so many extraordinary materials in the sense of mystical blood, Chalkin pinched his chin and thought:

"What else can this blood be used for other than to restrain these extraordinary beings from harming me?"

"In addition to drinking, can I find a way to refine them to achieve the extraordinary properties of small particles and make something special?"

After drinking the Fountain of Knowledge, Chalkin's occult knowledge increased dramatically.

There are also more ideas for the use of extraordinary materials.

In the occult world, no one of the Extraordinary Beings of any sequence would take extraordinary properties or potions from other paths.

Because that's almost 99.9% out of control and crazy.

If we compare a person to an empty 'flask'

Potions, then, are chemical agents capable of producing violent 'occult' reactions.

When the flask already contains an extraordinary property, and then add potions from other sources, the result is undoubtedly an explosion.

Of course, there are no absolutes.

The potions of the adjacent path can occasionally be interchanged, and although it does not lead to death, the price must be not small, which he does not know much about with the occult knowledge that Chalkin now has.

What Chalkin can understand is that whether it is omniscient and omnipotent, the god of knowledge, or the path of order where Chalkin is located, it is through 'analysis' to complete the release of extraordinary skills.

While thinking, Chalkin has already begun to put it to the test.

As his mind manipulated, the mysterious power in the psychic space was partially mobilized by Chalkin.

It was a small part of the 'gluttonous' ability, a very small force that Charkin could grasp.

As he focused his attention on the blood ball that belonged to 'Petil', a trace of power like smoke 'entangled' around the blood ball of the vampire's path.

A small number of tiny 'bubbles' soon appeared inside the blood cells, like boiling hot water, and the originally regular blood cells began to shrink instantly.

Five minutes later.

Sweating like rain, there were three or four more blood-red crystals in the spiritual vision space, which were not as big as broken glass slag and could barely be seen by the naked eye!

That's the path that belongs to the beauty god, that is, the extraordinary trait of vampires!

Looking at the fact that he had wasted all his strength, he had extracted such a little 'residue' of occultism from the blood of two fists.

Chalkin smiled bitterly: "Purification is too spiritual. ”

"This is still the result of prying gluttonous authority and using a lot of spiritual space power, if it is outside, I really don't know how much effort it will take to get such an extraordinary characteristic from the blood. ”

Originally, he planned to get some crystals out and see if he could make some seals.

Now it seems that even if all the 117 regiments of blood are purified, the powder obtained will hardly be able to dry Chalkin.

"What now? What is it for?" he wanted to cry without tears: "You can't use this blood to portray ritual magic and use it to summon some unreliable blood demon, right?"

The disheartened Chargin seemed a little distraught, if it was outside, the blood of these extraordinary people might be used as occult materials and sold for some gold, but now as a slave, it is really a bit difficult to make them shine.

Thinking like this, Chalkin suddenly slapped his thigh, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his head:

"By the way, a little bit of scum is really not good, if I extract all the extraordinary power contained in these bloods, and then mix a variety of properties together, and finally crash into the bullet instead of gunpowder, will I be able to reap the unexpected effect?"

If Old Tinny had been here and had learned of Charkin's thoughts, he would have jumped to his feet in anger!

Not to mention the extraordinary properties of the low sequence, it is almost impossible to purify them from the blood, even if it is a way like Chalkin, using the 'authority of God' to purify them and throw them out in one go, it is too extravagant!

You know, these gadgets are smaller, but they are more precious than diamonds.

It's also an extraordinary feature.

If it can be made into a seal through alchemy, it will be passed down to the world.

The practice of using extraordinary characteristics as bullets for a person like Charkin, who has deep pockets, is tantamount to making bullets out of 'nuclear materials' – overkill!

But Chalkin didn't care about that, he did it when he thought of it, and he held back his spirituality, leaving only about three drops of each ball of blood for backup, and Chalkin refined another ball of blood.

This time, Chalkin also learned to be smart, anyway, he planned to use it once, so he didn't remove any impurities from the potion of extraordinary properties, including loss of control and madness.

According to his idea, one-time use, of course, the more toxic, the more negative, and the greater the impact, the better!

Joyfully using his spirituality until it was almost exhausted, Chalkin reluctantly withdrew from the spiritual space.

"Alas, the spirituality that I had accumulated overnight was squandered again, and I still have to save some and give Old Tinny two blessings. ”

"If it weren't for the release of many extraordinary skills, with my current spirituality, I would be able to refine 10 blood cells a day. While calculating the amount of spiritual power used, Chalkin stood up and pushed the dining cart to the alchemy area.

He was going to scrub the boxes of blood before old Tini woke up.

......

After a busy morning, having just finished cleaning all the lunch boxes, old Tinny finally woke up, and when he saw a large number of lunch boxes washed next to Chalkin in the washroom, his old cheeks were as happy as a chrysanthemum, and he said with a bright smile:

"Blame me for not making it clear to you, these lunch boxes are all pushed away and cleaned by special slaves. ”

"You know, the slave's lunch box is not so particular, just flush it. ”

Despite what he said, Old Tinny praised Chalkin for his hard work, and his impression of Chalkin couldn't help but be better.

After eating the train for a year, Chalkin of course knew that the lunch box was actually very dirty, and it was intended for slaves, and the guys in charge of scrubbing did not wash it carefully.

But Chalkin is different, these lunch boxes have been filled with the blood of extraordinary people, and of course he will wash them carefully if he is serious, but to his surprise, it is the attitude of old Tiny.

Accidentally boosted old Tiny's favor, Chalkin didn't say more, but asked, "How is it?

Stretching out easily, Old Tinny said cheerfully, "Thanks to you, I feel better after a good night's sleep...... You are very honest and very principled, my alchemy room is equipped with ritual magic, and if you move your mind and steal extraordinary materials, I will find out. ”

As he spoke, Old Tinny patted Chargin on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's go! In order to reward you, I plan to let you be my assistant, and by the way, teach you some knowledge of ritual magic." ”