When Sivir rushed towards him with his sword raised, Felik did not panic in the slightest.

Felik's body gushed out of qi and blood, as if his body was covered with a strange blood mist, like a rattan thorn, and there was blood congealed blood, like a living thing bound towards Sivir.

This is Felik's new research spell, the new limit of bloodline spells.

The Crimson Lance is the simplest bloodline spell, condensing the shape of a weapon with magical blood.

The Blood Swamp is an evolved version of the Scarlet Lance, and the Scarlet Lance is used as part of it to cast an area of effect to increase the destructive power.

But since the last time he was sealed by the Sealed Demon's Aromatic Sealing Magic, Felik has analyzed the Sealed Demon's Aroma.

The artifact will record the mage's spell, and when the mage has supplied the spell's mana, it will treat it as a spell, and the next time the same mana fluctuation is transmitted, the magic fragrance will be activated.

If it is a continuous spell like Nightfall, it will directly cut off the cast.

So Felik came up with a solution, which was to inject enough magic power into a single spell to fight for a long time, so that a spell could be used continuously throughout the battle, which required the demon storage medium to have a good mana melting effect.

Blood is undoubtedly a very good medium.

So Felik developed this advanced spell, which took a lot of effort.

But it soon proved that those small efforts were very valuable, this bloodline magic is very flexible, changeable, strong attack, can return to defense in time, and can even perform short rapid movements, because of its gorgeous and poignant appearance, so Felik gave it a very poetic name - [Blood Rose Forest]

With the Bloodrose Forest, he never used the blood spells of his old age again.

"Your swordsmanship is good."

The Bloodrose Forest failed to stop Sivir's footsteps, and the red vines were sliced apart in the powerful sword aura.

But this sword skill was not impossible for Felik to deal with, because it was much worse than Odelia.

This also puzzled him, the seven gods in front of him didn't seem to be proficient in magic and had a lot of experience in swordsmanship, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, he was far inferior to Odelia, why would Ojelia lose to her?

Does she have any hole cards? Felik thought to himself.

This battle can't be messed up like before, let alone use the flame of lust, it's Odelia's body, Odelia is not like Claudia, she is a human body, burned by the flame of lust, will leave ugly scars.

If he could, Felik wanted to subdue her without causing the slightest damage.

"Okay, just let me force your hole cards out, your strength is the worst of the seven gods I've ever seen."

Felik was not wrong, he had met Wenger, Gabriel, Davy and Maisie, Maisie's strength Felik did not know, but the other three were definitely much stronger than Sivir in front of him, and even if he kept his hand, he was better than her.

With this kind of strength, can it really be called the seven gods of the king?

But soon the thought vanished, and after a wave of slashing swords that splattered the blood around her, Sivir grasped a second sword that didn't exist there, and Felik never noticed the existence of a second sword.

"O God! Please give me strength! ”

"Mori ——!"

A sharp sword roar.

The incomparably dazzling light made people unable to open their eyes, it was a sword formed purely of light, Felik recognized it at a glance, this is the legendary holy sword, once seen when visiting the church in the imperial capital, and that time it was regarded as a heresy.

But this holy sword seemed to be a little different, its sword body condensed by holy light was trembling, and it seemed to be a little unstable.

"Holy Sword?!"

His pupils dilated with shock, and he couldn't take his eyes off the divine light and stared straight at it.

Why is the holy sword in Sivir's hands, is she a brave one?

Felik seemed to understand something.

The reason why the Holy See did not rush to hold a conference of the brave after that was because the brave man had been found, and that brave man was Odelia's body or the soul hidden in it?

The holy sword really has a special suppression of the demons, and now Felik feels very uncomfortable, it is the kind of spiritual, instinctive rejection, and a faint black mark slowly appeared on his neck, which is the mark of the dark god, and every demon has it.

Felik's mark had once disappeared because of Agnes, but now it was slowly emerging.

There was a burning sensation on my neck, and I reached out to touch it, and it was a little hot.

Looking at Sivir, whose eyes had turned golden, Felik sighed and furrowed his eyebrows.

"Now...... What to do? ”

……

In the Holy Land of the Blood Clan, in the Senate, the elders were arguing fiercely.

"I've long said that working with humans is not feasible at all!" The Tenth Patriarch roared.

His words aroused the approval of many people, and some people turned their attention to Augustus, the seventh patriarch, and he was the one who supported cooperation with mankind the most.

Augustus stood there silent and did not speak.

The Eighth Elder Clara glanced at Augustus, bit her lower lip lightly, and stood up and said, "But if we don't cooperate with humans, we won't be able to defeat the demon race at all, and the demon king has now mastered the truth." ”

"Hmph, the truth is just a side of the empire, maybe it's just that the coalition is useless and can't stop the demon king?"

"No, that's the truth thing, and I saw that strange plague thousands of years ago, and that is the consequence of opening the truth by mistake." Augustus replied.

The Tenth Patriarch scoffed at his answer: "Augustus, you are less here, you have only lived for more than a thousand years, you have seen that legendary thing when you were still young, who will believe it." ”

"And besides, the last time we went to solve the plague, didn't we see the attitude of the Emperor? It's just arrogance! "The last time he accompanied Augustus to negotiate an alliance, it was the Sixth Elder who was speaking.

Hearing this, Augustus frowned.

The Emperor was not arrogant, he was neither humble nor arrogant, he even had a hint of gratitude for his solution to the plague, and Augustus knew that although the Emperor was not the wisest king in history, he had no way of accepting foreign races.

After knowing that Felik was a demon, he didn't turn his back, but maintained a very wonderful relationship.

You have to know how long the war between the demons and humans has lasted, they are born to be mortal enemies, and being able to let Felik go is the best proof of his courage.

The reason why I feel that Bagh is arrogant is that you have been in a high position for many years, and you have become arrogant, Augustus thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it, he just glanced at the other party lightly and looked away.

When they first heard that the Demon King had fled back to the Demon Realm, this group of people was clearly not so opposed to the alliance, and even the Tenth Elder acquiesced in this alliance strategy, but now that the negotiation was settled, they found that they did not get as rich benefits as they imagined, and they all turned their faces one by one.

It's ridiculous that they've lived so long and yet haven't gotten rid of their greedy nature.

Augustus had no desire to participate in a pointless argument, he just quietly watched the two factions argue, and finally left separately under the persuasion of the First Senator.

Augustus remained in the Senate, and he lived in the Senate.

Opening the door and entering, he walked up to the attic, chanting an unknown incantation in his mouth, and a magic circle appeared on a ring on his right hand, and as the incantation progressed, the magic circle swirled and expanded, and the center twisted into a vortex, and Augustus stepped in.

At the other end of the magic circle is another space, behind which is a wall engraved with the magic array, and there are no windows and gaps on the four walls, this place is like a completely closed alien space, which cannot be entered by normal means at all.

There were two pieces of cloth hanging on the wall, two square, and something should have been covered underneath, probably a portrait from the shape, and a chair was placed in the empty room, and Augustus walked to the chair and sat down, and at the moment of sitting down, his straight back was bent, as if crushed by the weight.

Although his face was as handsome and young as that of a young man in his twenties, anyone who saw Augustus's posture at this moment would think that he was an old man, the kind of very old man who was very old.

He stared at the two pieces of cloth with cloudy eyes, and then he raised his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the two pieces of cloth were removed.

Sure enough, there are two paintings in the back.

The painting on the left is a woman, a suffocating woman, her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Claudia's, but the arrogance in her eyes is even greater than that of Claudia, the portrait is very realistic, and the fiery red hair of the person in the painting seems to be burning at any moment.

"Ludmila."

Augustus muttered softly, the corners of his mouth curled up in an indiscernible arc that might be thought to be wrinkles if he didn't look closely.

His gaze moved to the right, and the painting on the right was still the woman, but this woman's eyes were different, her eyes were very gentle, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was tender like water, and there was deep love in the depths of her crimson eyes.

Although the two paintings depict the same woman, it gives the impression that the two are by no means the same person.

When looking at the painting, Augustus' eyes were like a layer of fog, and he repeated the name again - "Ludmila"

Augustus lifted his feet up on the chair, wrapped his hands around his legs, and buried his head between his thighs.

That look didn't match his image at all, it was a helpless child's behavior, curled up in the corner, protecting himself......

……

When Claudia walked through the magical door and into Augustus's house, she saw no of Augustus.

"Father?"

She tried to call, but received no response.

"Isn't it there?"

Claudia was a little disappointed.

Let Felik go back to Caswan first, and stay here by herself, on the one hand, to help the Senate communicate with the Empire, she is the leader of the Blood Moon Army, and she knows the outside world best, and on the other hand, to find out what Lilia said about breaking through the limit of the bloodline.

Although she told Felik that it was necessary to find out for the sake of the blood clan, she was actually a little selfish.

Of course, this selfishness must not be said to Felik.

She walked around the living room, then walked up to the second floor, and walked into Augustus's study, greeted by the smell of magic researchers, the shelves on both sides were full of magic books, and many of them were original texts, some were dragons, some were abyssal, and other languages.

Pull out a book and the book on it will fall to fill the gap, and if you bring the book close to the shelf, the rows of books will rise to reveal a gap that can be placed.

This is also a kind of space magic, on the surface there are only two bookshelves, but in fact, there are far more books than these, Augustus is the most good at magic among the senators, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a researcher of classical magic, he has a kind of obsession with believing in the original scriptures, even the simplest spells, he wants to play the greatest value.

So sometimes a simple fireball spell, he is interested, and he may also recite it in dragon language, even if he can cast a spell without chanting.

Claudia looked away from the bookshelf and saw the picture frame on the desk, which contained a portrait of her mother, which was very realistic because it was engraved with a magic mirror apparition.

Seeing the photo, Claudia showed a nostalgic look, she didn't spend much time with her mother, she died very early, but in memory her mother was a very gentle person, gentler than anyone she had ever seen.

Although it is emotional, this is not the purpose of her here, her purpose is to investigate how to break through the limit of the bloodline.

Ask the father directly?

Will he tell himself?

If it were me, what would I do to keep this secret?

The best answer is, naturally, your own mind, but maybe there are notes.

While my father is away, how about I go through his notes? Claudia thought to herself.

She sat down in Augustus' seat, opened the drawers, and began to flip through them, the contents of which were mostly inconsequential, notes and notes on spells, and ideas for an objective analysis of the external situation, unremarkable.

Claudia was disappointed, thinking that her father would not put something important in such a conspicuous place.

Just as she stood up and was about to go downstairs to leave, at the corner of the stairs, she saw a magic circle appear out of thin air, and Augustus walked out of it.

Immediately after, the magic circle disappeared.

"Teleportation Circle?"

It doesn't look like it.

Claudia's eyes lit up as she watched the magic array gradually retract and retract it into a ring on her hand.

At this moment, she seemed to have found a possibility!

It's impossible to leave here without going through the door, so pretend you don't see it now.

This should be the best course of action.

With this in mind, Claudia returned to the bookshelf, took out a book, and pretended to read it.

"Claudia, are you reading?"

Sure enough, my father would have noticed it.

Augustus walked up to Claudia's mutiny, his gaze resting on Claudia's hand, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Interesting, dragon magic?" Augustus leaned his head closer to Claudia: "Looking at the Dragon's Breath?" ”

Oops!

In an instant, Claudia was shocked.

"Claudia, I'm surprised, when did you learn the dragon language?"