On the way out of the family compound, Ouyang Dao played with a blood drop in the shape of a fruit jade, trading the nominal goods, a blood clot produced by a high-ranking family. Vlad can't explain how advanced the High Class is, but it's something that can be condensed by the vampire masters, and it's always been a staple for vampires and can be used as a natural wonder.

When Ouyang Dao was playing with Jade, he remembered what Vlad had told him before leaving. Half a month ago, a mysterious force offered him an agreement: a map to be used to worship the god of blood in exchange for information about the concentration camp. The blood god is the vampire ancestor god of the previous generation, who has fallen or slumbered, and the current vampire god is the blood moon god, the blood god who sacrifices to the phalanx, and has been reduced to a waste that has no response.

Since this waste does not attract God's attention, some professionals notice these patterns and try to manipulate the rules through opportunistic methods, which is the normal functioning of the patterns. The structure of the sacrificial phalanx bestowed by the gods was functioning normally, but the gods placed a passage in it that could not be used normally without permission.

Like the cult of Poseidon, the exchange of flesh and blood for physical strength, its essence is one of the rules of the world. It's just that the lower classes can't see it, can't take advantage of it, God studies it, teaches it to their followers, and although it's called a sacrificial phalanx, it doesn't really require God's effort. It's just that the map is locked. It can't be done without God's permission. These discarded maps have a certain value, because if they change even one, the sign of the sacrificial phalanx where the god is still alive, the gods will be angry, and the professionals around them will die, like patents.

But the gods who have vanished have no such trouble, they can try as much as they want, and they can always unlock the locks from the plan, as long as they are willing to sacrifice their lives to try and make mistakes.

An example is the Poseidon religion, which was spread within the sacrificial phalanx immediately after the death of the Poseidon, and the sacrificial phalanx could function normally without the consent of the gods. There are not many sacrificial arrays of the blood god, and the 'lock' was broken a long time ago in the blood clan and is not refined, and the array that Vlad replaced is not only exquisite, but also the consequences of trial and error are also serious. In any case, both parties were happy with the deal, and Fradd didn't look into it deeply. Now, to show his loyalty, Vlad told Ouyang Dao the news.

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On the way back to the camp, Ouyang Dao thought about a question. According to Vlad, the correct function of the Order is to trade blood for power, regardless of whether the Mystic can break the Order or not, at this point, in exchange for the Phalanx, the Mystic must try to clear the time in the South and get other professionals to work for him without anything in return. With this in mind, then the phalanx must have been embroiled outside the jungle and occupied the most, bloodiest place.

Ouyang Dao scouted the outer edge of the jungle and didn't find anything strange, but a gut warning told him this. Someone was spying on him. In other words, the phalanx has been created and is guarded. To confirm his suspicions, Ouyang Dao turned around and left. As he left, two pairs of bloodthirsty eyes stood out in the woods, silently watching. Ouyang Dao followed in his footsteps, collecting natural wonders and began to think about the identity of the mapmaker.

There must have been a master of the phalanx in this group who could decipher the sacrificial phalanx of the gods; To do this requires trial and error, but

It was in the camp that there were no rumors that it had some local influence; In addition to deploying such a large phalanx in a short period of time, it can also be sent to monitor manpower, this group is a force in the south, and it is too late to mobilize supplies and manpower. After determining the filtration standard, Ouyang Dao found a problem.

Seventeen of the best schools of the South, as well as fifty medium-sized schools, were now assembled in barracks, each with a phalanx of troops.

"I don't think I'm a genius of reasoning," Ouyang said, punching an alien in the face, lest he admit that he had a bad brain. Ouyang Dao was not sad for losing, but sad for gaining. There are always some unexplained geniuses in the world, but he is also a middle school student among ordinary people.

He lingered for a long time around the general exam. What a natural wonder, Ouyang Dao wiped the blood stains on his body, accidentally lost control of his strength, and his new clothes were torn. The trench coat was taken from the old wizard, and as a long-term traveling professional, he kept a large collection of clothes. Without high-end clothing, the fight and life of a professional player is really troublesome. Tying up the rags, Ouyang Dao stretched out his arm and began to think about the rune in his hand.

To be honest, along the way, Ouyang Dao learned some runes in the Hunter's Guild, and Ouyang Dao didn't start teaching runes until the second semester of Wangdu Academy, but the teacher would not skip the ranks. Alfonso's arrangement certainly makes sense, because in this process, the first year of study is also a period of character development, a time of belonging to the Academy, the second semester teaches more precious runes, and only in the third semester does the student learn the most valuable expertise. Ouyang thought that he wouldn't have any more detection runes other than the lowest level of detection techniques.

Alchemy is possible to summon advanced telescopes, but has no effect on finding advanced mutants. Ouyang Dao spent the whole afternoon cruising in the jungle, returning empty-handed, returning to camp with a surprise. A student at a school is bringing the body of a teenager back to camp. The scales are shattered, but the skin inside is intact. Ouyang Dao's eyes lit up and he stepped forward. He was very close, and Mr. Ouyang could see it clearly. There aren't many games of this type to hunt baby dragons, and there are no masters of this type of game.

Baby dragons are huge and valuable. They couldn't just bring them back, so they had to hold an auction in front of the camp and exchange the dragon corpses for resources, as long as the money could fit into a small bag of resources, transportation would not be so difficult. At this time, the bidding field has been carried out for a period of time, and the transfer of bidding of several major schools also tacitly acknowledges that the pressure is within the appropriate range of price.

As a sponsor, the main face of the pie, the current offer is reasonable, but not his psychological expectations. Why didn't anyone maliciously raise the price The boss of the small pie was a little regretful at this time, and knew in advance that he had to prepare, at least he should arrange childcare. At this time, Ouyang Dao squeezed into the battlefield, Pang Ruo no one looked at the dragon's body, confirming that the body was intact, and not long after the time of death, Ouyang Dao was a little happy.

"I want this dragon," Ouyang Dao looked at his master and said, "Let's talk about the price privately, and I'll give you a condition that you can't refuse." ”

"Why!"

"Be careful!" Ouyang Daopeng's indifferent attitude caused the hostility of others, and he listened to the shouts of the people around him, and the master hesitated.

"You can be here

But are you sure you're going to do it?"

The master smiled awkwardly, Ouyang Dao threatened him in the corner? Everyone knows what Ouyang Dao did in the camp, there must be someone behind this.

"Alright, whatever you want," Ouyang Dao said as he pulled out a manual from the necromancer's chest. The pages are turned open and a pale piece of paper is opened, revealing the old mage's occupation in the ruins. "Professional information master, price, is there a problem?" The host was dumbfounded, and the professional onlookers were also dumbfounded, Ouyang Dao's bid was not a problem, it was even too high. "We agree!" On the one hand, the little faction leader jumped up first, grabbed the white paper in Ouyang Dao's hand and ran, not even picking up the dragon corpse, and directly circling.

"You solve the rest of the problems, I'll go back" looked at the school behind the left of the Lord, the different schools of thought of the students, but they had no opinion on this kind of transaction. Family power. What's important? The most important thing that can transmit power, as long as the information of this profession is in hand, no matter what happens in the future, this is the basis for a rise. The auction was over, and Ouyang Dao got the item at an indisputable price, but the hustle and bustle was far from over. Master Classes. It's worth so much. Ouyang Dao transported the dragon corpse to the head of the regiment, his body was so big, he needed a quiet environment and couldn't be spied on. The old wizard can solve the problem of snooping, but the location and process must be reported. When Ouyang Dao was preparing to evolve the dragon's corpse, some people in the camp were discussing.

"What are we going to do when Gaia gets the dragon's corpse?"

"It's just a corpse, it's okay without a corpse" "That's dragon's blood!" With enough dragon blood, the success rate of the phalanx will be greatly increased!" Don't argue, how did Gaia's expertise come to light? Is there still a chance?"

"The old guy used his expertise to hide in the tent and never reappeared. It's difficult."

"Oh, don't be kidding, you don't know the value of the master's profession" "Let's talk about business first, and then we talk about expertise" everyone's discussion ended for the time being, got out of the tent, and left here. On Ouyang Dao's side, by the time the old wizard and the others explained clearly, it was already night. Ouyang Dao followed the old mage and opened a rune array on the west side of the camp.

Silence, reflection, not crawling, spatial snooping, a series of anti-snooping spells superimposed on the phalanx, Ouyang Dao and the teacher stood in the middle, in front of the dragon corpse. Ouyang Dao motioned to the teacher in his heart to do this, although the barrier has been built, but today you still have to be careful. The old master hid the potion that Ouyang Dao gave him in his arms, pretending to play with it in front of the dragon corpse, and Ouyang Dao stared at the thick barrier with wide eyes. After a while, the old master secretly injected the potion, Ouyang Dao drove the blood energy, the energy in the young dragon's body was resurrected, the soul in the body woke up, the blood changed, and the young dragon's body began to twitch. Hush! With the subtle movement of the old mage's arm, a bloody hole was opened in the young dragon's brain, and the newly resurrected young dragon died again, while its scales and skin had grown to the top of the elite. Ouyang Dao was not satisfied with the master's words. The old master continued to walk forward and poured another bottle of medicine.

For a long time, when the master took his hand out of his mind for the tenth time, Shaolong's strength finally became the rank of master, Ouyang Dao ordered the teacher to stop, the master's dragon skin armor should be enough for him to wear for a while.