said that he would go back to Percy to settle accounts, but Alain was not so impulsive.

He has no patience for what he doesn't like, but he is always patient with what he needs.

With the help of illusionary spells such as the Stealth Technique, the True Word Technique, the Mirror Technique, etc., it only took Alan ten minutes to figure out where these people came from.

And the reason why Percy has been cold to him lately is basically known.

These men share the same ancestor as him, Tarn, the god of tyranny, politics, and killing.

In other words, they are all descendants of the blood of God.

Although a thousand years have passed, the bloodline has thinned a lot, but it has been passed down in the end.

So they were previously found by the men of the Arinda Sect.

With Alain's belief in the enemy to stimulate the awakening of the bloodline, Arinda of course used the same method, allowing them to believe in the Holy Light in despair to activate the bloodline.

And as their divine blood awakens more and more, Alain, the most powerful of them, can instinctively influence them.

For example, the fierce night battle with Percy, because Alain's soul is so powerful, the consciousness emitted can often be felt in dreams by the second-level divine blood awakeners.

Because the sect has a mistake to find Tarn's descendants, Percy noticed a clue.

So Percy asked Emily, the Satsuma dog with an inspired dog nose, to track down the matter, and when he learned about the sect's actions, he rescued these descendants of the divine blood who were imprisoned in different places.

The thin-skinned Percy could only find an excuse to refuse Alain in order to prevent these god-blood descendants from passively watching small movies with him as the protagonist at night.

This should be the reason why Alain has guarded the sky room for more than ten days in a row.

Even Alain knew why Percy was reluctant to tell him what happened.

Alain put down the neck of the young man in his hand, and the fragile young man fell heavily to the ground and coughed violently, his little face was bruised, and he looked at the person in front of him in horror, even if he was as elegant as water, and his facial features were as beautiful as an angel coming out of a church mural.

Alain looked at the young man's fragile neck, which seemed to break if he pinched it, and suppressed the urge to tear open the soft blood vessels under the delicate skin and feast on it.

Yes, the same divine blood offspring is extremely useful for replenishing the divinity of the godhead in one's body.

If he eats all of the god's blood offspring, and can defeat Tarn, who gradually merges and resurrects in the process of eating, he can become the new god of tyranny, politics, and killing.

This boy looks delicious, and the bones must be crispy and chewy......

Countless thoughts invaded his mind, and Alain just looked at the young man in front of him indifferently.

"You want to kill me......" the boy whispered.

"It's a little bit of a thought," Alain nodded, but he knew that it was Tarn's will that was influencing him, not to mention whether Percy would have an opinion if he did this, just thinking about cannibalism would be the end of his own bottom line.

Even if the body is not human, it is better to retain human nature.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Nick." The boy whispered.

"We'll see you again." Alain looked at the face that resembled him, turned and walked into the portal.

It stands to reason that he should have killed these god-blood descendants first, so that they would not grow up to become prey on their own.

You must know that most of the bosses die from nonsense and do not cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

But looking at that face about the size of a junior high school student, I still can't do it.

In fact, the question now is not whether to kill them or not.

It's about which path you want to choose.

Whether to continue to walk the arcane, or to become a god.

In fact, the two paths are not in conflict, and gods with more than 30 mage classes abound.

But after all, he has divine blood, and if he doesn't break away from this bloodline, sooner or later he will have to face off against the slowly recovering Tarn.

Whoever loses is a loser.

If you give up the bloodline, most of the previous arcane efforts will have to be repeated, because all the spell structures are built in a stable meditation space, and if you lose the spiritual power brought by the bloodline, the meditation space will definitely be greatly affected, and it is not impossible to collapse.

That wouldn't even be a mage.

So, to give up or not to give up?

……

On the other side, the young man who saw the enemy go away breathed a sigh of relief.

The young man in the robes was not much older than him, but the pressure he brought was incomparable to that of the most powerful bone dragon in the forbidden land before.

It doesn't seem to be safe here either.

Find a way to escape.

But how?

"Annoyed?" A hoarse voice said suddenly.

The boy was startled and looked around, but saw nothing.

"Don't look at it, I'm in your head."

"What devil are you, get out of my head." The teenager forced himself to compose.

"What to leave, if I didn't help you just now, with your awakening Cheng Dù, that big demon would have eaten you a long time ago."

"You can't fool me, Holy Light, Holy Light will protect me......" The boy instinctively began to pray.

"Don't read that disgusting thing, I'm really fed up with you grandsons, why can't any of them be normal?"

"Grandson?"

"Of course, if it weren't for my bloodline, would you be so powerful? Think about the knight squires you envied before, do you think you have beaten them now? ”

“…… I guess so. As a small farmer, Nick admits that he has envied the apprentice knights who can go to the academy since he was a child, but unfortunately the cost of knights is too great, just a set of armor costs his family five years of income without eating or drinking, and he once secretly learned a little training swordsmanship while selling horse grass, but when he used it, he sprained his hand, and it took a lot of money to cure it with divine arts.

"If it's not for the special bloodline, why do you think that you, who are not talented, can deal with ten apprentices in just one year?"

“…… It seems to be too. ”

"So as long as you listen to me, I can make you stronger than that kid just now."

"But my father said that there is no free bread in the world, and I will not give you my soul." The boy was resolute and authentic.

"Fool, I want your soul to be of a ghost's use! I just need enough materials to revive myself, is your soul precious? There is something in the Purgatory Abyss that no one will pick up a soul like yours that can only be a low-grade soul stone when it falls to the ground. ”

"I'm not going to listen to the devil anyway."

"It's really troublesome, I have a set of high-level swordsmanship ...... here"

"I heard the knight lord in the city say that the foundation is the most important, and high-level swordsmanship without a foundation can only be reduced to a performance, don't try to lie to me."

", what foundation do you need for your current physique, that's a waste of time, if my descendants still have to learn a little bit, what's the difference between them and mortals? Just now, the demon, he is only four years older than you, he is already a legend, according to the time of basic training, he should still be holding a wooden spear and slapping a straw man. ”

"Is that so?" Nick actually kind of wanted to see it, "Don't lie to me. ”

"But it's not safe to learn swords here, we should change places."

"But we can't get out, there are a lot of soldiers outside." The boy hesitated.

"It's too easy, I'll teach you stealth first, and then I'll teach you Shadow Walk. Learn this, and you'll be able to escape easily. ”

"This seems to be a thief's skill......" Contrary to his beliefs, the boy refused, "I want to be a knight." ”

"When you're your sister's knight...... Don't be angry, I'm just talking, in this way, I still have a set of shadow swords, which was calculated by the north back then, and it integrates stealth assassination, and knights can still learn, do you want to take a look......"

“…… North? How do you know about the swordsmanship of Your Excellency North? ”

"Back then...... Ahem, I know him, do you learn or not? ”

"Is it really Your Excellency's?" The boy's eyes sparkled.

"Don't learn."

"Wait a minute......"

……

A day later

"I've learned these three sword styles, but what about the ones in the back?" The boy asked excitedly as he gestured with the leg of the dismantled stool.

"How do I know, I've only seen the one ahead." The latter were killed before they could see it. The owner of the voice thought stupidly.

"Think again."

"If you don't know, you don't know, let's go out first."

"If you don't teach me, I won't go out." The boy said firmly.

"Why are you more troublesome than that demon!" The sound was maddening.

"I can't trust you if you don't teach me what to do when you go out."

“…… In this way, let's change it, and I will do other swordsmanship. ”

"I'm going to be your Excellency!" As a brainless fan, the teenager rejects things that are not idols.

"Fack! It's enough, he's obviously not dead, why can't I get rid of him. The owner of the voice struggled for a while, but still compromised, "I still know some, but if you want to see the others, you will have to give money." ”

"Okay, you teach me first!"

"Let's get out of here first, the big demon could change his mind at any moment."

"Nope."

"Can't I swear?"

"That'...... Swearing to the River Styx? ”

"You serf, how can you casually talk about the River Styx, and how do you know the River Styx???"

"You don't want to? You're lying to me! The boy sat firmly on the bed.

“…… Well, I swear, but you also have to promise me one thing. It was simply drunk, and the owner of the voice was so helpless that he could only agree.

"What?" The boy asked alertly.

"Defeat the Great Demon just now." The hoarse voice said with a hint of resentment.

"Good! I promise you. "The teenager who was bullied by Alan felt that this could be a target.

"By the way, what's your full name?"

"Nick Hragland, what about you?"

"Call me Tarn."