"Oh, you mean this god's blood?" As soon as Hisano's mind moved, a drop of blood exuding powerful energy suddenly appeared and floated in the air.

It's exactly the same blood that Leon found in the Elite Zombies before.

"Yes, that's it. It's called the blood of the gods? Hale looked at the drop of blood with a curious expression. Is this really God's blood? ”

"Yes, this is the treasure of the true God, the blood of God." Chisano stared at the drop of blood with reverence.

"Could it be that the zombie will evolve and mutate when it absorbs this drop of blood?"

"Evolution and mutation are certain, but the efficacy of God's blood is not as simple as it seems. For a small zombie, this drop of blood can even allow it to break through the rank limit of its own race. ”

"Then you gave such a precious treasure to this ordinary zombie, it would be too ......" Hale wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

"It's too wasteful, isn't it?" Hissano turned his head, his eyes fixed on the little thief, and there was no emotion in his dark eyes.

"No, no, how could I question your decision, my lord." The little thief waved his hand in a panic and argued. "I just have limited knowledge and can't understand your vision. You must have a reason for doing this, and if you can, Hale would love to hear from you and let me see for a long time. ”

"Oh, that's right." Hissano turned his head, his eyes feverishly staring at the blood in front of him.

Hall breathed a sigh of relief, the coercion of this divine envoy was really great, and he had never felt such a strong pressure in front of the president.

"God's blood is a treasure given to us by God, it can make the monsters of hell evolve and mutate, and even through the blood of God, we can control these monsters, but this function is still being tested. As for the zombie, it was just a temporary idea. Imagine how much of a surprise it would be for those rookies who have just started their adventures to have a zombie that can even evolve to the boss level in the extension of the Blood Wasteland? Idle cloth, maybe there will be an unexpected effect. Hissano said with an intoxicated expression.

"Then if this zombie is killed, won't this precious drop of god's blood fall into the hands of those adventurers?"

"Hmph, the blood of the gods is actually so easy to be discovered, this zombie is dead, and the blood of the gods will automatically hibernate, attach to the nearest monster, and play its role again. Ordinary professionals can't sense the existence of God's blood, but for the monsters of Hell, even if these monsters are just the embodiment of energy, God's Blood has a fatal attraction to them. What's more, the blood of the gods evolves in the process of killing professionals, and even monsters can evolve by devouring their own kind. Eventually, this drop of god's blood will grow in power. ”

"High, really high. Your thoughts, my lord, are simply wonderful. Hall gave a flattering thumbs up.

"Okay, stop slapping. Follow me well, and I won't do you any wrong. ”

"Yes, my lord, Hall will obey your teachings, and your instructions are God's guidance."

"Next, let's go to the Evil Cave, I heard that there is a zombie boss there, the corpse is on fire, and I'm going to do some interesting experiments. The Bloody Moon is coming soon, and the will of God will finally descend on this world and purify this filthy world again! Hissano looked up at the sunset in the sky, a hint of scarlet flashing in his eyes, with a bit of fanaticism.

But Hissano could never have imagined that his carefully laid out chess would be cracked by a paladin who had just become a full-time knight, and the blood of the gods, whom he regarded as a treasure, was in the paladin's summoning object at this time.

All because of Leon's crystal skull necklace.

It's just a drink and a peck, who can tell.

Back to Leon's side.

Leon nervously watched Wolverine's changes.

Drops of blood quickly melted into the skull's head, and Leon could feel the excitement but a little panicked fluctuation coming from Wolverine's soul fire.

The two soul fires in Wolverine's eye sockets were flickering brightly and dimly, as if they couldn't withstand this force, Wolverine's body kept shaking, and it even hugged its head with both hands, opened its mouth, and wanted to let out a painful wail, but because there were no vocal cords, there was only the click sound of bones colliding.

Even the connection of the soul began to be intermittent.

Seeing Wolverine's painful expression, Leon still had some regrets in his heart. If this blood came from nowhere, and I don't know what it used for, ruined my first summon, then my loss would be great.

After all, until now, Leon had not been able to extract a powerful power essence and virtual skill runes from the other elite zombie he encountered.

But fortunately, after a few minutes, Wolverine became calm again, and his body no longer trembled.

Seeing Wolverine regain his composure, and the fluctuations in his soul gradually stabilized, Leon's hanging little heart finally let go.

In a vague way, Leon felt an indescribable change in Wolverine's soul fire, but it seemed that this change was not very obvious.

"Come on, Wolverine, you take two steps, I'll see."

Wolverine circled Leon twice in a quick circle.

"It's not much the same, and the speed is about the same as it was just now. Come, attack me! ”

Leon gave another order.

Wolverine still did the same as before, waving his palm at Leon.

Leon blocked Wolverine's attack and frowned, "It seems that the power attack has not changed much." Could it be that the defense has been strengthened? ”

Leon approached and stretched out his finger to tap Wolverine's bones, as if it was not much different from just now! If you want to say that there is any change, the color seems to have deepened a little.

Under Leon's careful observation, he finally noticed a slight difference. The original gray bones now seem to have darkened after fusing that drop of blood. However, this change is not very remarkable, and Leon did not care about it before.

But for the time being, this drop of blood doesn't seem to have any effect on Wolverine.

Leon frowned and pondered there.

Is this just ordinary blood?

Shouldn't it?

If there's one thing that's noticeable, it's that Wolverine's connection to his soul has become smoother. For necromancers, it is also a big benefit that the connection with the soul of their summons is smoother!

Suddenly, there was a wave of Wolverine's fluctuation in his soul. Leon's expression suddenly became nervous, and he looked solemn, pretending to be inadvertently and slowly turning around Wolverine. Pretending to be the same as before, he carefully observed the surroundings with the corner of his eye.

Judging from the fluctuations that Wolverine sent to himself, it seemed that he had just absorbed this drop of blood, as if he had noticed something unusual nearby.

The corner of Leon's eye swept around, still as he had seen before, and he didn't see anything unusual.

It was a plain with a wide view, and there were only a few low bushes and lonely trees not far away, and it was obvious at a glance that there was no one else.

Leon couldn't help cursing Wolverine's induction fiercely in his heart, but as if he suddenly thought of something, he suddenly stopped cursing.

There are no other people around, but there are no other creatures?

You know, this is a dark world, and all kinds of strange things will happen.

Thinking of this, Leon broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

Coming to this world, with the second class necromancer skill, has always been his biggest secret. If someone else were to discover the secret, Leon didn't know what the consequences would be?

Although this world is not like most Western fantasy novels, where light and darkness are opposed. Paladins and clerics representing the Light, and necromancers representing the darkness are enemies of the world.

The necromancers of this world are not notorious, on the contrary, they still have many holy names, and the followers who believe in Rasma have always maintained balance.

But after all, he is a paladin, how can he comprehend the skills that only necromancers can master, summon skeletons? If people find out, will they be treated as some kind of monster and used as guinea pigs?

Leon couldn't help but think crankily in his heart, he continued to observe secretly, and swept around again, Leon finally found something different.

On a tree not far away, a pitch-black crow stood on a branch. Leon's eyes swept over the seemingly ordinary crow on the branch, and at that moment, Leon seemed to see another world through the crow's eyes. In an instant, Leon had a judgment in his heart, this was not an ordinary crow, there must be someone behind it.

Leon's eyes narrowed, no, it wasn't just the crow. Under that tree, there was a creature.

A wolf.

A tall wolf with snow-white fur.