At night, the sun sets on the side of the mountain.

Night is in the Misty Mountains, and the swamps calm the noise of the day.

On the edge of the Black Lake, there stands a small wooden house with a little fire shining in the window.

"Ha, today's mission is complete. I'll do the rest tomorrow, and take advantage of this time to prepare a few more runes to ensure that there is no problem with security. Yes, that's the choice. ”

Grant finds the living room and places a pile of materials.

Smack!

There was a rustling sound outside, and something unknown banged on the window. Grant stood up and walked to the window to see the scenery outside, which was pitch black, and only the trees in the distance could be distinguished, and a few green phosphorus fires flashed.

"Ghosts?" Grant frowned.

He turned away, ignoring it. There is an enchantment nearby, and there is no way for ordinary undead creatures to enter, let alone attack him through the room. It's just that these sounds are annoying, and Grant simply sets up a silence barrier to deal with the rune array.

Outside.

Several white-skinned, white-clad figures stood there. Each figure is almost transparent, and the surrounding body is cold.

"No, I can't get in!"

"I can't get in, usually even if it's a mage enchantment at the beginning of the second order, I can easily get in!"

"The other party is very powerful, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to entangle. Let's not act casually, if we get into trouble, it will probably be bad. ”

"That's right, let's leave."

They met each other and nodded in agreement. He left the hut and everything was peaceful.

A quiet night.

The next day, the swamp was shrouded in a gray mist, and the leaves were dripping with crystal dewdrops. The air is humid. The green flames not far away gradually faded, slowly dodging the figure, only to reappear in the evening.

Chirping!

Log cabin. The wooden door was pushed open.

Out came a fair-skinned, black-robed mage. He has eyes like a starry sky. Look at it after four weeks. With a blue sword at his waist, he left the hut and hurried to a corner of the woods.

…………

Woods.

"It seems that everything was safe yesterday!"

Grant stood in the clearing and saw that the altar of life that had been built had not changed. Sprinkle some light gray powder on the altar, and at the same time put five magic essence stones on it as the starting source. Regardless of any spell item, mana is the basic energy power, while psychic power is responsible for traction and manipulation.

"Let's get started!

As soon as Grant drank it, scarlet blood appeared on the surface of the altar, gradually flowing from the top to the bottom. Ultimately. Becomes red as blood. The black pillar next to it also appeared with miserable white skulls, as if telling painful things. There is an inexplicable spiritual resonance with each other, and this change in the altar of life means that it can be used.

"Now that the construction is complete, enough blood and soul are needed. Here's a lot of it, catch some and use it. Once you've accumulated enough blood and souls, the altar will automatically find and attract creatures, so I don't have to worry about that. ”

With a wave of Grant, they all called out Refe and the Desert Snake Man. This. I'm only going to call them two.

"Master, do we need to look for the undead nearby?"

"yes?"

Grande nodded his head and pointed to the east: "I'll go there, and you will go to the south and the west." ”

"Understood. We're sure to pull enough creatures. ”

The two demon pets nodded, tiptoed a little, and immediately left to find the target.

Grant also left. Rushed to the woods seven or eight hundred meters away. After quietly turning on the detection and perception, any creature can be easily felt within 500 meters.

Pregnant?

Grant's mind moved. Feel the position later. Turning around, I rushed there.

A few clumps of black bushes. There was a burst of voice.

There was a burst of scarlet blood on the ground, and there was a continuous sound of bones chewing. Along the sunlight, you can see a humanoid monster with no skin, all scarlet flesh and blood, licking a triangular black deer, the eyes and ears on the face are all gouged out, leaving only a mouth that occupies nearly half of the face, and sharp teeth gnaw at the head of the triangular black deer.

From time to time, take out the internal organs with your paws and swallow them in your stomach.

Rumble!

A firestorm exploded next to the skinning monster, and the heat caused the blood to quickly smoke and evaporate!

He put down the piece of meat, and his face was grim.

"Die for me, Mud Magic!"

Grant appeared, and a spell descended to the skinning monster, immediately restraining the other party. In the next second, three bolts of lightning struck his body and limbs, and a burst of electricity appeared, which kept sparking.

The skinning monster didn't move a single step, its body had no strength to hang down, and its breath was cut off. When Grant saw it, he picked up his body and immediately rushed to the direction of the altar of life. Hurried continuously, and came to the pit of the altar of life.

The black balls on the surface of the altar kept triggering a shockwave, causing the skinned monster to gradually melt into blood, which piled up in the pit, forming a pool of scarlet blood, and a pungent smell of blood emanating from the sky, making people sick. The monster's soul was torn out at this point and channeled into the Soul Attraction Pillar.

Grant didn't look at it, and after retreating into the woods, he continued to repeat the incident. The same cycle is true of Refe and the Desert Serpent.

And so it lasted for nearly two days.

The black ball of the Altar of Life turned blood-red, and it was extremely bewitching. There was enough blood in the pit, and the smell of blood and resentment energy was thick enough to make people feel frightened.

"For the rest, the altar may automatically search for enough prey, don't worry too much."

Grant nodded in satisfaction, and after continuing to place a few runes, he didn't care about it anymore. The resentment energy itself is the best defense. Not to mention the runes and the lich that stays here to protect themselves. It really doesn't work, it only takes three or four minutes, and I can ride the Flame Eagle to get here, and I believe that I can solve most of the problems.

"Let's go."

Grant leaves directly, leaving the lich behind.

For the remaining three or four days, Grant stayed in the hut and meditated. Since, at this stage, with the Demon Pattern Essence Stone, it absorbs more energy than hunting monsters, so you don't have to worry too much about other things.

During this time, a terrible place was spread in the swamp.

That's the altar.

Whenever an undead creature passes by, it will be sucked in, and no other creature will know about it. Mainly because of the blood temptation. As a result, it falls into it unknowingly and becomes food. Normal undead. There is simply no way to resist.

…………

Flat land halfway up the mountain, an attic.

Brand new furniture and lighting. It shows that it is still inhabited.

"What do you say? Is anyone coming? Build an altar of life? ”

In the bedroom, a middle-aged man in leather armor exclaimed. Soon, the face became brilliant and a red tide appeared on the skin.

"Haha, I didn't expect to stay here for a month, and finally have prey. A mage who is forbidden to build a circle can get 3,000 magic stones for the city of Selephait. He himself was worth at least three thousand magic stones, and his wealth was worth four or five thousand magic stones. As luck would have it, see how long the altar will take to complete and wait until it's done. Sneak attack. ”

Across from him, sat a mage with long blood-colored hair and a narrow face. There is a claw weapon on the back. Sit all the time without making movements. Just quietly listened to the leather armor man, nodded from time to time, and said a few words: "Well, what you said is not wrong, we can hunt them and seize the Demon Pattern Stone." ”

"Okay, the plan is that when the altar is successful, I'll go and prepare the props."

The middle-aged man nodded. Get out of the bedroom.

The Scarlet Mage got up and walked to the arched window, overlooking the view below.

They are poachers, belonging to the mages who attack and build the circle of life. While improving the strength. Increase your combat experience and earn a good amount of magic stones. A few fill the heart with the thrill of hunting mages.

As a poacher, he can actually be counted as a type of ascetic.

Suddenly. He let out a strange laugh and his expression changed. One will cry, the other will laugh.

"Haha. I'm going to kill you! ”

"You are not my opponents, you must be slaughtered!"

"No, I don't want to die!"

He was like a madman, and he kept talking.

…………

Wooden cottage next to the small lake.

Grant walked out, looked at the sky in the distance, and suddenly thought of Jin's magic bow.

Brush!

He took his magic bow, mounted an arrow that had been prepared for a long time, and aimed it at the sky.

The intense and rich wind and fire elements condensed, forming an arrow that rushed forward, and after a while, pierced the sky.

Grant smiled, "It's comparable to the spells cast by the top mages of the first order, and the power intensity is not bad. ”

After the basic test, retract the magic bow. Walk inside the cabin and get ready to make food.

Just walked a few steps, and the body was stunned.

"Succeeded? It's good, and the luck is a lot better than I thought. Lich, don't move for a moment. I'll be right to you right now. Remember, the more you do this, the more careful you have to be. ”

Grant talks to the overseeing lich. Living in a cabin, every three hours, the lich will go to probe for ten minutes. Then save mental energy and repeat continuously. Grant's mental power is terrifying, and probing all day long is a big burden for him, almost no less than casting dozens of spells a day.

Shout!

Grant moved on his toes, his body like a cheetah, and disappeared into the cabin, rushing to the clearing.

Fifteen minutes later, Grant came to the edge of the clearing.

Because the blood is sucking more and more, the surrounding area has condensed into a substance-like mist, floating and not dissipating. The pungent smell of blood in the air subtly diffuses only in the mist and does not attract much attention.

Grant stepped into the fog and followed the familiar route and the Lich's landmarks, taking a few steps closer.

"Master!"

The lich covers his chest with one hand as a sign of respect.

Grant nodded and waved his hand: "Well, how is it now?" ”

"It's exactly the same teleportation target you gave me, and it's going to succeed soon."

"Really? Then now it's okay to put the corpse. ”

Grant exclaimed and nodded. A hand was pointed at the sky, and a burst of fire flashed.

A middle-aged mage in a robe, without any hair, was lying on the ground. Grant kicked him and rolled him into a pool of blood.

After a while, the pores on the corpse's skin expanded, frantically sucking blood energy. It looks hideous and terrifying, and it is full of indescribable weirdness. The whole person is like a puffy hematoma.

"Wait, put in the other materials!"

Grant muttered, finding a place to sit. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )