Chapter 7: The Bloodline of the Purebred Demon Race

However, after shaking his head, the young man seemed to understand the words of the saint, and asked with some trepidation:

"Holy Maiden, my brother is like this...... Is there any salvation? ”

The saint on the opposite side bit her lip and did not answer, but increased the condensation speed of the magic power in her hand, and a trace of crystal sweat flowed down from her snow-white forehead.

Seeing this scene, how could the young man not understand a trace of the saint, his face turned pale, and he sat down:

"How can this be ......"

He couldn't imagine what else could be done to someone who couldn't even be saved by a saint.

The young man's muttering made the saint's heart ache, and she didn't want to watch a young boy leave in front of her.

So she gritted her teeth and silently entered her healing magic for the boy, hoping that he would get better.

But that's all there is to it, the saint knows very well in her heart that this young man's situation is different from illness, and the problem in his body has already involved magic power.

If it is a general illness, disability or even poisoning, the healing magic of the Holy Maiden can easily help him take care of it, and it can be said that dealing with these ordinary diseases is the best in the whole church, and the Pope can't do it to the extent that she can.

But the root of the teenager's symptoms is obviously the black and purple blood in his body, as well as the black ** power that is rampaging in his body, this kind of thing involving magic power, her healing magic can't exert much power at all.

Maybe it would be easier to find a sage with a much higher level than her, and simply suppress it with the powerful magic power in her body.

But it was only to the extent of suppression, and the saint could see that if she wanted to completely cure this situation, she could only absorb the black blood in his body into her body.

But who would dare to do that lightly? The power of the black blood was in the eyes of the saintess, not to mention her, even her mother-in-law absorbed this blood, and she couldn't say what the consequences were.

Just when the saint was pale and channeling magic power to the young man, the young man beside her pushed away Ciel's hand:

"Don't do that...... Holy Maiden, we are already grateful for the fact that you can save my brother with such a dedication to him, but if you can't save it, you can't save it, and we don't want to trouble you again......"

The young man said with a heavy face, the saint in front of him, who was breathing a little heavier, he kept looking at it, of course he understood that what the saint was doing was only using her magic power to support her brother's life.

But the Holy Maiden's magic power is limited, and it is very damaging to himself to continuously withdraw his magic power with great power, and even overdraft his magic power, and he doesn't want the Holy Maiden to fall into any disease for them.

"Brother, he...... Thank you too much......"

The young man said calmly, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, he didn't expect that even if he found the Holy Maiden, he would not be able to solve his brother's situation......

"No, I have a way to heal him!"

But the saint refused to give up, she gritted her teeth, and suddenly made a decision, she wanted to extract the black and purple in the other party's body to herself.

As a saint, if she can't do her best to save her people, then what's the point of her life, and if she can die because of saving people, then at least she won't have any regrets.

What's more, she has the suppression of healing magic in her body, and she is confident that she will not be harmed by the magic in this blood.

However, at the same time as she made such a decision, Lu Ming behind her sighed and finally walked up.

"You go and take a break, leave his problem to me, I have a way to solve it."

Hearing Lu Ming's words, the holy woman glanced back at him, and her eyes lit up slightly.

The other party is a brave man, with the kind of wonderful power stored in the holy sword, since he can say that he can solve it, then he must be able to, at least she trusts Lu Ming very much.

"Then, on behalf of this young man, I would like to say thank you."

The holy woman bowed heavily and said, she was already ready to sacrifice, but Lu Ming suddenly said that he had a way, which made her feel relieved.

Part of it is for her people, and the other part is also for herself, if Lu Ming saves the believers of this church, it can be regarded as her own savior.

"Holy Maiden, he is ......"

Seeing Hill trust a man so much, the young man was stunned.

To be honest, it was enough to surprise him that there was a man living in the house of the saint, as a saint who was the embodiment of purity, if this kind of thing spread, the consequences would probably not be as strong as the previous news of hermaphroditism.

"He's a brave man."

Hill only replied softly, and the young man who immediately drew his mouth widened.

Then, he ran in front of Lu Ming in three steps and two steps, knelt down straight, and pleaded:

"Brave, brave! Please, save my brother! ”

Yes, the young man at this moment suddenly thought, if there is a person on the mainland who can't even be rescued by a saint, who else can save it?

Then there is only one answer, and that is the brave.

A brave man who can save even the entire continent.

That's the person who really stands at the pinnacle of mankind, what goddess is a P for the brave, after all, the goddess has never shown her miracles, and even the goddess herself suspects that the goddess has been dead for I don't know how many years.

But the brave are different, they are a few people who really live in this world, protecting everything they are human beings, and in the eyes of others, the brave can do everything they dare not imagine.

"I'll take a look."

Lu Ming said casually, and came to the young man's side under the young man's expectant gaze.

With just one glance, he identified the teenager's physical ailment.

"That's really ...... like this"

Lu Ming's brows furrowed even deeper, and the eyes of the saint and the young man around him lit up, and the young man asked:

"Brave man, do you recognize this symptom?"

The young man deeply suppressed the joy in his heart, thinking, if he recognized it, it would be easy to do, this treatment method, the brave man should know a little bit, right?

Lu Ming didn't speak, because the symptoms of the young man in front of him were clearly the result of being forcibly fused with the bloodline of the demon race.

The so-called extremely talented bloodline of the demon race is not something that can be digested by humans who have no talent.

It is better to say that the bloodlines of all races are in danger of exploding and dying after they are fused into the bodies of other people.

But in the same way, if you can survive and successfully fuse the bloodline, then you will inevitably gain great power from other races.

Not to mention this, what made Lu Ming feel incredible was that he could see that what this young man fused with was the bloodline of the pure-blooded demon clan.

Although there is only a trace, how can there still be pure-blooded demons in this era?

The so-called pure-blooded demon clan is a demon powerhouse who will definitely reach level 200 when he becomes an adult, and it is easy to work hard at level 400.

Even level 600, 800 is not impossible.

In this era, even the four demon kings can't be pure-blooded demons, how can you still see their bloodline?