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It's not that one can't dodge, the key is that he wants to taste what it's like to be hit by a ray, although the mana consumption is very serious.

The taste is really good, this ray is blue, and after a bit of grinning, not only is the internal organs full of a strong burning sensation, but this ray actually has the negative attribute of "gravity bonus", and one feels that his legs and feet are as uncomfortable as being filled with lead.

The Evil Eye Tyrant has twelve individual tentacles, and a main eye that can control the spirits of others, and with less than one-third of its combat power, it can make a demonic beast in the heart, it is considered the number one.

"Do you want to get my blood on the 'whims' of the heart and blood, and then use the lip painting of the 'blood to make us allies', and use the curse to restrain the two sides from harming each other?" The Evil Eye Tyrant's voice was calm: "Hehe, why are you so wary of me? ”

"Why do you say?" Liu Zhenzhen glanced at Prince Moore riding on the troll bat, and sneered vigorously: "Can you tell me frankly now, what kind of idea did you fight to help me absorb the blood essence of the six-winged flame demon so generously?" If you want to fight, just ask, and I promise to accompany you! ”

"It's purely Wolff's New Year's greetings to Chickin———— not being well-intentioned." The bubbles on Ichijo's face were all squeezed together, and he sneered frequently.

In this short period of time, from the beginning of Liu Zhenzhen and Yitiao, the militiamen quickly loaded each other, and the three breaths passed in the blink of an eye. There is a large blank space on the ground, and there are only a few of them left, such as the Fei Leng Cui Mage Regiment, Mo'er, Helen, the two Pier Priests and the two Fairy Dragons, who have the ability to attack elementally, Gotanni has the "Song of the Forbidden Sky", and the "Divine Purification" of the little nun has a miraculous effect on eliminating all kinds of negative effects. Ning Yu is harassed by illusions, Nedved and Xiao Cui are archers, and the "Thousand Miles Horse". All in all, I was able to stay and help, and none of them left.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the Evil Eye Tyrant probably didn't expect the other party's movements to be so fast, and a large group of people were missing out of thin air. Apparently surprised, the huge one-man eye was filled with surprise that could not be concealed.

"Can I say a few words?" Prince Moore, who had not spoken a word in the sky, couldn't help but interject.

The Evil Eye Tyrant and Liu's shocking gaze stared at this Highness Benitez together.

"Richard, you didn't learn bloodline magic without the guidance of a professional mentor, after all, the magic book is only a record of magic cultivation common sense. You ignore a lot of taboos that aren't written in the magic books. Prince Moore, who was riding on the troll bat, lowered his eyelids, and his expression was gloomy for a while: "Each level of bloodline mage has a shield around his stomach to represent his own level of strength, and the advanced level is the 'ball of light'. When you reach the Magus level, it is the 'Comet Ring), when you reach the Magi level, it is the 'Sun, Moon Golden Wheel), and when you reach the St. Qiao Wizard class, it is the 'Strength Pattern', and the outside world wants to distinguish the level of the mage. You can see it almost at a glance from the representative characteristics............"

"It's not a secret." Liu Zhenzhen also has a lot of slander about the magic light ball shield surrounded by the blood mage, this thing is simply a counterfeit and shoddy piracy label, no one can counterfeit it, but it has also lost the concealment of the magician.

"Listen to me, Richard." Prince Moore's eyes were full of regret: "What you don't know is that in fact, once the level of a blood mage reaches the rank of a high-level magician, it is possible to refine the body surface shield into a camouflaged light ball through the 'metabolism technique', that is to say, a blood mage at the level of a magician or above is fully capable of disguising himself as a magic apprentice!" And you are studying in the ancient magic book of the royal collection, but the skill of refining and camouflage of 'metabolism' is a new type of magic invented in the later period, so there is no record in the ancient magic book of the royal collection! What's more, you have directly crossed the high-level mage level, soared up, and suddenly reached the mage level, because the foundation has been deeply laid, even if you are taught the 'metabolism technique' now, it is no longer possible for you to refine the body surface shield that disguises you. ”

"Does this have anything to do with His Majesty the Evil Eye Tyrant?" Liu Zhenzhen narrowed his eyes and smacked something wrong: "Did I let it see my magic level, and it brought me some disaster?" Or maybe His Majesty the Tyrant really doesn't want more blood mages than high-level mages to appear? Kindness............ It's possible, if a magister appears, and there will be a fight with it. ”

"His Highness the Great Evil Eye Tyrant is comparable to a bloodline magister! Richard, I'll tell you a little bit of blood magic that you've always wanted to know———— our Moore's blood magic is easy to get started, all of them grow in strength so fast, there is no second kind of magic in the world that can be beaten, even other fallen magic is not good ............" Prince Benitez stared at Lao Liu, his eyes were blazing: "...... But there is no free lunch in the world, and if you come out to mix, you will have to pay it back sooner or later, and the elemental balance of this world will never be inclined to any magic! Doesn't Beamon have a saying—————— 'The mound that has been eaten by the animals will be green, and the bones of the animals will soon be thrown there'? ”

"What does this mean?" One eye widened as he looked at the boss.

"I haven't heard of this Bimon saying." Liu Zhenzhen also glared back at Yi Yi with an ignorant expression.

The two illiterate men went together.

"This proverb means retribution." Ning Yu gave a simple explanation to the two fools with a similar proverb in the Far East: "And 'the cycle of heaven, retribution is not happy' is the same meaning." ”

"Yes, it's retribution, Richard, you don't know a fact that is not recorded in the magic book———— every bloodline mage, every month, will inevitably have a night to experience the great pain of alternating cold blood and hot blood, the higher the level. The more the pain doubles, the more fatal it is, but it will definitely make you worse than dead! This is one of the after-effects of cultivating bloodline magic! ”

"Alternating between hot and cold, isn't this malaria? What the is this bird feather magic! Liu Zhen was furious, and he was sick of this disease. Liu Zhenzhen had it when he was a child, and many people in that era had malaria, a blood disease, and it was definitely worse than death.

But he forgot something. Bloodline magic wasn't something someone forced him to learn with a military crossbow around his head.

"Please listen to me continue!" Prince Benitez interrupted Liu Zhenzhen's thoughts about to interject in a heavy tone: "The above is nothing, after the bloodline mage reaches the magister level and the saint Qiao mage level, the cold and hot blood will alternately disappear. But it's really the beginning—————— the Magister is the top-level existence of all mages, and Saint Chio needless to say, that is already a mythical existence. To be able to reach these two great realms, the blood magic that the blood mage had absorbed during his cultivation process must have been as vast as the sea. And these condensed blood magic will give birth to a 'Blood Soul Carrying Capital' in the minds of the Magister and the Saint Chio Mage, which in layman's terms, is blood willingness. That is, the mage is the condensation crystal that draws the essence of the blood from the gravity. ”

"This kind of 'carry-on' that doesn't come from the blood baby land shouldn't be a partial ability like 'whim', right? Liu Zhenzhen vaguely heard that something was wrong, exchanged a look with Yijo, and asked Prince Moore.

"Naked Blessing or Consumption of the Magister or Saint Chio's 'Blood Soul Pack'" Anyone can have the magic of a Bloodline Magister or Bloodline Saint Chio Mage. Most importantly, the magic in the 'Blood Soul Capital' is the Clear Origin Mana, which means that it can be provided to any land-bound mage to support. His Royal Highness Prince Benitez of Moore paused.

"Damn!" Hearing the Prince's words, there was an uproar on the ground. Where is this kind of pack capital or the six pieces of garbage on the arm of Lord Lord's Mithril, the whole is a terrifying magic power amplifier, and it is definitely the kind of artifact level, if Master Puskas has such a "blood spirit capital", not to mention adding another Saint Chio, even if only the magic power of a bloodline magister is added, it is unimaginable.

Prince Moore looked at these enthusiastic and discussing faces, and continued in a difficult tone: "Look, you are also excited, you are already excited just to discuss the role of the 'Blood Spirit Carrying Capital'............ If a blood mage reaches the sub-holy level or the holy level, and condenses the 'blood spirit capital', he will face the greedy and murderous eyes of you, and the blood mage who becomes a magister or saint-chio will live forever in doubt, doubting relatives, friends, and everyone who sees it, wondering if they are coveting this 'blood spirit capital' in their heads, and when they fall asleep, they will split your skull and take out the burden............ No matter how powerful the Magister and St. Qiao are, they may not want to live a life of constant fear, right? ”

Liu Zhenzhen exhaled this, and his expression became a little complicated.

"This is the 'blood for blood' curse that must be endured by the cultivation of bloodline magic!" Prince Moore quietly looked at the stunned Lord Beamon, and sighed softly: "Fallen magic seems to be beautiful, but in fact, who knows the sadness behind it?" It's not just us Moore, let's just say Drow, doesn't dark magic also have a 'sunrise punishment' that is burned by the sun? It's also the curse of atonement that must be endured to learn dark magic, but there is a truth to all fallen magic! It wasn't for the success of the daylight baptism, the drows went to the surface, and life was not necessarily very pleasant. ”

"Do you have the curse of atonement in Hainagar?" Liu Zhenzhen looked at the Naga mage under his command - Naga is also a branch of fallen elves, and in his previous life he was a noble moon elf.

"We're going to have to endure the pain of molting once a year." Master Naga's face turned a little blue and muttered in reply.

"The Medusa snake man and the mandarin frey cicada also shed their skin, it's not a big deal, right?" Liu Zhen looked at this Naga with disdain.

"Medusa's molting and Mandarin Fury's golden cicada shelling are all natural molting, and new skin has grown inside, while we have cracked scales, and we have to tear it ourselves, tearing a piece of blood. Still soaking in saltwater-like water............" The muscles on Naga's face spasmed violently: "So we Naga want to set foot on the surface of the Aegean Continent, and we have gone crazy, but several coastlines available for landing are occupied by surface countries. ”

"The ability to survive underwater and Feng Shui are both magical, plus the racial ability 'Silent Speech'. Is it worth it to exchange it for such a large price? Liu shook his head regretfully.

"Is it worth it? Isn't it worth it? Prince Moore smiled bitterly and looked at Liu Zhenzhen: "The cultivation of fallen magic is really not easy, Lord Richard. You'd be unlucky if you hadn't reached the Magus level all at once, or if you had progressed in a step-by-step order and learned the 'Metabolic Technique' to refine your disguise. Or to put it another way, if you didn't let His Majesty the Evil Eye Tyrant know your strength, maybe you wouldn't be where you are today. ”

At this point, everyone understood. Prince Moore said these words in a big circle, and the implication has been revealed, it turns out that this evil-eyed tyrant actually fought the idea of 'blood and soul carrying the capital'! Truly. For anyone, it doesn't take decades of cultivation to add the magical power of a magister or a mage to St. Chio, it's enough to suck their head into their trouser belts.

"Doesn't I think I'm a magus yet? Saint Qiao estimates that I don't have a chance in my life, and I haven't been able to rise from a magician to a magician after absorbing the two super-level demonic beasts, look at this ............" Liu Zhenzhen laughed dryly. Yao Yao picked up the eight-inch-long half-moon-shaped elemental blade suspended outside his body, and let the moon wheel "buzz" and fly to the top of his head: "See, this is the moon wheel shield, I'm just an 'excellent' magician!" It's still 108,000 miles away from the kind of 'Blood Spirit Carrying Capital' Earth Demon Guide and San Kio condensed in his head! ”

"There are no outsiders here today, I can tell you with apologies, Richard." Prince Moore's eyes flickered, and he swallowed a big mouthful of saliva with a "grunt": "As the fastest entry-level bloodline magic, while the bloodline mage gets the curse of 'blood for blood', we also enjoy the right of the 'blood moon beauty pageant', as long as you step on the surface to accept the blood-colored moon bath, any bloodline mage can have the ability to rise to a higher level of strength, that is, even if you have absorbed the blood magic of an earthworm according to the operation spell of the bloodline magic, in' Blood Moon Praise', you can also become a qualified Bloodline Magic Apprentice. ”

As soon as the words came out, the stone was shattered! It was as if all the people present were petrified in an instant.

"Obis Ratch!" Liu Zhenzhen opened his mouth and slammed it for five minutes before he gritted his teeth and pointed his finger at Prince Moore in the air, and said hello three times in a row.

Lao Liu has only just woken up from a dream until now, these Moores are so enthusiastic about returning to the surface, it turns out that it is not just to return to their hometown, but also to hide such a deep secret! Just like Lao Liu hid many of the other party's thoughts, the flowery intestines that the other party didn't let Lao Liu know were almost no less ambitious than Lao Liu!

The so-called "blood-colored moon" is actually a "lunar eclipse" that occurs once a year on March 4 every year, and Beamon calls this "Heavenly Daoge Lunar Eclipse", during the lunar eclipse, Champa will form a faint red air barrier on the surface of the moon, and when this red barrier is thick, it can cover the annular mountain on the surface of Shampa.

According to the beautiful folklore of the Aegean continent, this is the tears that flow from the eyes of Champa after witnessing several world wars in the Aegean continent, and tears are naturally impossible, this is just an ordinary astronomical phenomenon "lunar eclipse".

"Blood Moon Praise" is a step more to improve the ability, although it is a bit unusual, but it is not too outrageous, magicians and priests use natural phenomena or astronomical phenomena to increase their strength, it is a normal situation, elemental power and the stars in the sky always have some mystical connections, such as water gauze mages can often have a super level of performance during the eclipse, lightning mages have strength bonuses when thunder and lightning are combined; On the fifteenth full moon night, the Saloman sacrifice of the Beamon tribe can also use the power of the moon to spread "moonlit night madness" for the Wolf warriors; Helen, the fox girl, meditates on the fifteenth day of the month during the incense burning, and can accumulate several times more singing power than usual———— these examples are natural or astronomical phenomena that directly or indirectly provide elemental tidal power.

If His Royal Highness Prince Benitez of Moore is not a fool of his word, and the Moorish Blood Mage can use the lunar eclipse of Champa to enjoy the God's blessing ability of the "Blood Moon Praise" to ascend to a higher level, it is definitely not a problem for the Moore Kingdom to increase its existing overall strength tenfold! Ascend to the next level of this terrible divine gift. It is enough for all Moores who are willing to accept the curse of "blood for blood" to become magic apprentices, and the total population of 100,000 Moores is definitely 100% presupposed!

The only thing to rejoice in is. The destructive power of low-level bloodline magic is not strong, and in the battle in the Valley of Flames, several mages of Fei Lengcui who are not of the same level are just pressing the other twenty mages who can't raise their heads. One hundred thousand moles, even if the whole people advance to the next level, at most they will only become one hundred thousand magic apprentices, which is not a big deal, the magic apprentice's blood bullet smashed on the opponent. It's probably not as easy to kill as the stones thrown by the Doug land.

Blood magic is easy to get started, and the restrictions are obvious, after all, only those who kill with your own hands can absorb blood magic, and there is this limitation. Even if the 100,000 people are maged, there will not be a few who can really become a climate, and it is impossible for all the professional composition of a society to serve the national defense force. They all go to practice magic, who goes to spin? Who goes to farm? Who collects taxes? Who is going to strike iron? Who goes to open a brothel? Who's going to dig up the dung?

Back on the surface, the only benefit that the Moore Kingdom can hold in his hands is that —————— number of Moore's mages is as high as eight hundred, most of them are magic apprentices and trainee mages, if they jump to one level. Then it happens to be a trainee mage or a mid-level mage, although the lethality is a little worse, but the crowd tactics are also a good choice, the most important point is that Moore's current forty-two intermediate mages will all be promoted to a higher level, so that they can become high-level magicians with blood babies, plus the sword of the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, they will definitely be able to follow the next level, which is definitely very Boer!

Liu Zhenzhen finally understood why those two high-level mages riding the Blood Infant Land would rather lose countless troll bat riders than snatch back more than a dozen high-level Demon Beast Feather Flame Snake snake eggs from the depths of the scorched salt swamp———— they were preparing the eggs to hatch the blood baby for the forty-two quasi-high-level mages who returned to the surface! After all, there are not many types of oviparous demonic beasts, and most of them are crawling demonic beasts, and the powerful and agile oviparous demonic beasts can be said to be quite rare, and you can take advantage of the golden opportunity to get a high-level demonic beast egg that is both a flying system and a powerful fire-type magic, which is naturally a good deal.

Fortunately, these two stupid mages were killed in the sneak attack of the Hell Black Dragon and the Evil Eye Tyrant, or when they return to the surface, these two guys will be magicians in the future! Even so, with forty-two bloodline high-level magicians as the backbone of the eight hundred mage group, which country in the Aegean Continent dares to look down on it? The military power of the Aegean Continent, whether it is the San Francisco Empire or the Pompeii Empire, the number of court magicians is only about ten, even if you count magic apprentices and trainee mages, there will not be more than thirty or forty deaths. Liu Zhen spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm with hatred.

These simple ideals must be understood by everyone, so a simpler one was put in front of everyone———— Lord Fei Leng Cui was so dead that he also learned blood magic, but what he absorbed was not the blood magic of an earthworm, but three super-level demonic beasts............

Although the Great Lord does not use any kind of magic attack at all, he is now a magician-level magician............

It's the end of February, and there's only a week left until the lunar eclipse on March 4 every year, which means that after the "Blood Moon Praise", Lord Richard, the Emerald Lord, will become a glorious blood magister with a "Blood Soul Carrying Capital" in his head!

"Hmph............ It turns out that you want this meat ball to be a magister who hasn't grown out of Lao Tzu's head yet............ Liu Zhenzhen was already so angry that he couldn't speak, staring at the damned evil-eyed tyrant and nodding, the green tendons on his forehead bulging one by one. ”

"It's not a magister, it's the capital of Santa Chio." The Evil-Eyed Tyrant lightly corrected Liu Zhenzhen's statement: "Aren't there still two fairy dragons and a Far Eastern Firebird here, and there are so many high-level braves............ You're already a mage, you must have absorbed their blood, which should be enough to reach the level of a mage, and then I'll sneak you to the surface and bathe you in the blessing of the scarlet moonlight, aren't you a saint-chio magician? ”

The air resounded with the wild laughter of the Evil Eye Tyrant grinning with his fangs and mouth, this time the Evil Eye Tyrant did not use his mental power, but used his fangs and big mouth to let out a pleasant laugh, this dry and terrifying laughter was like the rhythmic collision of two pieces of fat in a fight.

Liu Zhenzhen himself smiled, he felt really incredible.

If the Magister needs to absorb the blood magic of four super-level magical beasts to achieve it, then Master Saint Qiao needs to absorb the blood magic of at least ten super-level magical beasts to achieve it, and it is very likely that it is more than that, because whether it is main magic, partial magic or fallen magic, the more you climb up, the more difficult it is, this is the consensus of the entire magic world, and it is even more difficult for fallen magic to rise to the highest level! It's been 10,000 years, and among the blood elves, the only Magister who can break through the Gangfeng Trench and walk out of the underground is Master Cantona!

If it is in the surface world, I am afraid that no bloodline mage will deliberately save the "Blood Moon Praise" until he reaches the Magister, that is to say, the magician who uses the "Blood Moon Praise" method to ascend to the most difficult holy level and step into the ranks of the Extreme Path masters, if he does not say the last, it is absolutely unprecedented.

Thinking about it, Liu Zhenzhen smiled even more heartily.

"Are you glad that you are about to absorb the blood magic of your companions and finally become a Saint Chio mage in my arms?" The Evil-Eyed Tyrant asked in surprise, thinking that this guy was really heartless.

"Of course I'm happy." Liu Zhenzhen squeezed his eyebrows at the Evil Eye Tyrant: "I forgot to tell you a fact, I am still a night watcher———— and I am a foreign elf who enjoys the protection of the 'curse of the fallen gods', whoever kills me, then he will also die of heartbreak because of the curse." ”

"Naturally, I have a way to deny you complete death, and for the Evil Eye Tyrant, it is not very difficult." The Evil Eye Tyrant's words still sounded so light: "At the ends of the earth, I have eaten all your packs." ”

"Why don't you eat!" Liu shook the ground and flashed the coulee firecracker, and said with a sneer.

At this point, everyone already knows that there is no longer any possibility of a peaceful settlement between the Evil Eye Tyrant and Fei Lengcui, even if it is now useless to load each other with space rings and escape, even if they return to the surface, they will still not be able to escape the pursuit of this Evil Eye Tyrant.

Holding the Qingfeng Sword and rushing into the sky, Ichijo let out a clear and fierce crane chirp, and behind him, the magic summoning spell of the "Emerald Dream" was resounding across the earth.