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Chapter 317:

Landing lightly in a wood, Freya dispersed the rain clouds around her, and then her entire body slowly emerged from the transparency.

However, at this time, her face was a little pale, her steps were vain, and her whole person seemed to have gone through a vigorous exercise.

Raising her right hand slightly, Freya noticed that the king snake mark on it seemed to fade a little.

"Is this what it feels like to consume the power of the bloodline, it seems to be more serious than I thought."

Although she has now implanted the blood of the king snake, it is only the first transformation, and she cannot produce the blood of the king snake herself.

Therefore, although the power of the bloodline is strong, it cannot be used infinitely at this stage, and if it is not contained, then once it is consumed, then everything will return to the original point.

This is the most troublesome.

However, if the first form is reached, this phenomenon will disappear.

Transforming the complete king snake physique itself has the ability to produce blood, and even if it is consumed clean, it will be restored after a period of cultivation.

At present, in addition to absorbing the blood essence of other creatures, the current method of replenishing blood is the simplest way to eat.

The energy from the ingestion of food is channeled through the blood of the king snake, which is converted into the blood of the king snake.

This is also the most suitable method for Freya to replenish the depleted bloodline at present.

Feeling her body regain some strength, Freya looked up at the unfamiliar woods she was in.

She snapped her fingers slightly.

With a 'snort', a wisp of cyan wind flew down her fingertips into the air, and after a while, it returned to her.

Freya closed her eyes slightly. Then he opened his eyes and frowned.

"It turns out that we have reached the Yule Forest in the northern part of the Crimson Plains, and a little further north we will break away from the Crimson Plains. I didn't expect to fly so far. ”

In the brief battle with the guard wizard, she had used ancient sorcery and was in absolute invisibility. Unless there's a Dawn Wizard or a Shadow Prophecy Master nearby, you won't find out that the rain cloud is her.

"I remember that the city of Maine, which seems to be the original Red Cross nearby, is just going to be repaired."

After briefly determining the next direction, she turned and walked in one direction, and her figure quickly disappeared into the trees......

Three hours later.

In a small, ruined gray city, Freya, in a white robe and red border, walks the streets of the city.

On both sides of the street are closed shops, and the streets are deserted with only a few people.

There was a faint smell of energy in the air.

Freya scanned the closed shops, and noticed that most of them had a rough mark carved into one side of the door with a red eagle's head.

This is the emblem of the Crimson Eagle. It means that these shops are the property of the Crimson Eagle.

Seeing this, Freya showed a look of surprise.

"It seems that this Red Cross also belongs to an organization that does not want to be converted."

Although the entire Crimson Plains now belongs to the Crimson Eagle, the Crimson Eagle is not the only wizarding organization that existed in the Crimson Plains before.

As far as Freya knew, there were nearly five or six of them in the top fifty in the Cloud Capital alone.

After the war against Landry, the Crimson Eagle began to integrate strongly with the many wizarding organizations in the Crimson Plains.

He wants to completely unify all the forces of the Crimson Plains.

For this reason, the three elders and the fifth elder even led a team to directly purge some wizard organizations that had strong resistance.

Although the effect is remarkable, the resistance of the wizards who already have some background is becoming more and more intense.

There are even occasional small-scale battles with the Crimson Eagle's men.

And the general indication is that the city of Maine, which is under the organization of the Red Cross wizards, obviously belongs to this kind of thing.

But Freya glanced and hid in a deep alley not far away.

"It doesn't look like it's been cleaned thoroughly. There are also a lot of mice left. ”

She had sensed a hint of being watched since she entered Maine City, and she had just now determined where it was coming from.

But it was a rebel army made up of the survivors of the Red Cross.

However, after the sweep of the Crimson Eagle's army, these survivors are just miscellaneous fish.

With the strength of a second-level wizard now. These people don't pose a threat at all.

After just paying a little attention, she quickly turned a few corners and easily shook it off.

Twenty minutes later. In an inn that has not been seized.

Freya said lightly to the waiter at the inn.

"Three dinners were meat-based, a horse-drawn carriage. I'm going to use it tomorrow, how many gold coins. ”

The waiter behind the counter was a tall, seemingly vicious, bald man. But he looked stunned when he saw Freya's robe, and then said very respectfully.

"No problem, my lord, the gold coins are free, and it is the greatest honor of my store to come in with a status like you."

Freya didn't have a view on the waiter's compliment, just nodded calmly.

Then the waiter led her to a splendid room.

Everything in the room is arranged in an aristocratic style, and this room can be called luxurious compared to the residence where Freya has always lived.

And before he could enter the guest room for a while, a handsome girl walked in with a dining cart.

The silver food truck is topped with delicious food and an enticing aroma.

Placing the food on the table, the girl bent down slightly and said cautiously.

"My lord, what else do you command?"

Looking at the food on the table, Freya waved her hand.

"It's okay, you can get out."

"Yes, sir."

After the maid walked backwards out of the room and closed the door, Freya walked to the table.

The huge table is filled with all kinds of food, from golden roast suckling pig, slightly blood-streaked steak, duck, fruit, and more.

After a pause, she took out the knife and fork next to her, sat down on the chair and began to eat.

Half an hour later, Freya put down the cutlery in her hand.

At this point, the food on the table was almost wiped out.

But. She gently touched her belly, which still didn't have any bulge, but shook her head. Muttered with some disappointment.

"The energy replenishment of food is really not as fast as coming directly through the blood."

Even though the total amount of these foods can feed almost five adults, it is still a big drop for blood essence.

After eating this table. The bloodline power that had been lost before had only recovered one-twentieth of it.

If you turn on the aura absorption, according to Freya's calculations, it only takes a few minutes to completely replenish the lost bloodline.

But in this way, the consequences are not what she wants to see.

"Forget it, let's talk about it when we get back to the lake manor." Freya glanced at the increasingly obvious king snake mark on her right hand. "Now that the king snake's bloodline has been absorbed, it's time to start purifying the bloodline and transforming itself."

The initial transformation is followed by the adaptation period and the subsequent practice of the King Snake lineage.

The ultimate goal of the inheritance is to bring the wizard himself closer to the king snake, and in addition to its own natural abilities, the inheritance also contains many powerful ancient witchcraft related to the king snake.

Most of these ancient witchcraft were still released by the power of the bloodline, and Freya was going to improve these witchcraft in addition to purifying the bloodline of the king snake and slowly transforming her own physique.

The power of consuming bloodlines is certainly great. But it would be too wasteful for her, if she used spiritual power as the power source to release, even if the power was less, it would not be so troublesome to replenish.

Of course, if you enter the battlefield and turn on the aura absorption, it will be a different matter.

After the food was completely reduced to the power of the bloodline, Freya did not ask for any more, but walked to the soft bed and sat down.

With the special practice methods mentioned in the lineage, start to slowly purify the blood of the king snake and let it spread all over the body for further transformation.

'Hiss'

The soft sound of a snake's roar. A faint green glow.

The king snake mark on the palm of Freya's right hand began to spread out a large number of fine black lines, which slowly spread over her entire body like blood vessels on her body, like tattoos forming a strange pattern.

The pattern beats like a heart beating with a green halo.

A faint white mist gradually rose from the entire gorgeous room, and the damp white mist soon soaked everything wet. Specks of green moss spread from the floor tabletop.

The bitter smell of humidity characteristic of the swamp fills the air.

And in this strange environment, Freya felt that the blood in her body was rapidly activating......

In a hidden hut not far from Freya's inn.

Two figures shrouded in black robes sat quietly, with a crystal hanging from the top of the hut. The icy blue glow made the whole cottage look a little eerie.

I don't know how long it took. An identical black-robed figure quietly opened the door and walked in.

One of the black-robed people sitting in it raised his head and said softly.

"How. Have you found the wizard of the Crimson Eagle? ”

His voice seemed to have been smoked by fire, dull and hoarse, and he felt weak.

"Found it, teacher, at Peter's inn, and it looks like it's alone." The black-robed man who came in said in a deep voice.

Hearing his message, the other black-robed man said in a tone full of resentment.

"Good! Since it's one person, then according to the previous plan, the three of us will move together"

"Don't rush yet!" The hoarse voice of the black robe interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and looked up at the standing black robe. "Is there any other information besides that?"

"This" in the blue light, the black robe thought for a moment. "In my previous induction, the witch's strength seems to be only at the liquefaction level, but it has the energy reaction of a large number of demonized items, I guess this person may be an important person of the Crimson Eagle, if we want to do it, I am afraid that it will attract the guardians of the Crimson Eagle again."

"Someone important, right?" The black robe lowered his head and groaned slightly, as if thinking about the pros and cons.

But the other black-robed man stood up directly, with a cruel smile in the shadows.

"Only important people at the liquefaction level! Hmph, I'm killing the important people of the Crimson Eagle! Ansel's death, I will pay tribute to the blood of the hundred men of the Crimson Eagle! Someday I'll screw that damn old man's head off! ”

"You've been torn to shreds by the guards before you can wring out that man's head." The black-robed man who was still sitting said lightly.

"What are you talking about!?" Hearing the faint sarcasm in his tone, the black robe raised his hand slightly, and a trace of energy quickly converged.

"Look at what you look like now, the rage of hatred has burned your brain to ashes?" Feeling the convergence of energy, the black robe sitting slowly lifted the hood on his head. "Or have you forgotten the lesson I taught you earlier?"

Under the pale blue light, the face of the black robe was also completely exposed, it was a terrible face that was half mutilated, half intact and the other half was as if it had been burned by flames, revealing the black gums inside, and the adherent skin was almost pasted together, and it was impossible to distinguish where the eyes were and where the nose was.

As if also frightened by this distorted face, the black robe that stood up was slightly stunned, and the energy in his hand subconsciously dissipated.

Still, he snapped.

"Sain! Have you forgotten Ansel? Or are you scared!? ”

"Of course I won't forget!" Touching half of his ruined face, he lowered his head and put his hood back on, and said coldly. "However, the number of our rebels is too small to resist the torture of the defenders, and if this operation attracts the defenders in advance, then the inheritance of my Red Cross may really be handed over to the Crimson Eagle."

“”

Hearing the inheritance, the other two fell silent.

The last hope of the Red Cross is in their hands, and it is the last legacy left to the descendants of the Red Cross, and they cannot afford to be careless.

Feeling this dreary atmosphere, the black-robed man named Sein frowned in the dark, as if he had made a decision in his heart.

He took out a fist-sized black heart from his waist, and the heart was densely packed with tiny holes, and faintly wisps of black smoke came out of the holes.

And at the same time as he took out the black ball, the temperature of the whole room seemed to drop by two or three degrees.

"This is" Seeing the black ball, a hint of joy flashed on the black-robed face. "Are you going to?"

"That's right." Sein nodded expressionlessly. "With the Demon Shadow Heart and the three of us, even if she has a magic weapon, she can kill it in an instant, then the magic items on her body will be our greatest help after that!"

Just as the black robe was about to say something, Sean waved his hand.

"Don't say something useless, we'll move immediately after this time, Maine City can't stay anymore, we need to leave the Crimson Plains with things and people as soon as possible, the main inheritance is still there, then the Red Cross will never disappear!" (To be continued......)