In a hidden corner of the church's cemetery, a drizzle drifted and wet as much as possible in every shrouded place, and the rain condensed into drops on the umbrella surface and fell on the gray earth.

Little Lancey held a large umbrella and watched quietly, it was the exit from the church to here.

Lance dragged the big cat's corpse outside his lab, while Ascot was still presiding over vespers, of course.

The fine rain was wet little by little, the fluffy hair was coagulated together, and the corpse of more than a hundred catties was quite heavy, which was the case for Lance.

The corpse had lost its temperature on the outside, and had not begun to decompose due to the residual magical power.

"Lansie, can you do me a favor?"

"But I'll be hungry. ”

"I'll let you eat when the time comes, okay. ”

Little Lance's red pupils looked at the corpse, and then at Lance, as if weighing the value between the two, or chose the latter.

The umbrella landed, facing the twisted corpse, staying on the face of the hideous appearance before death, the little guy's face did not change, and he stretched out his little hand to stick to the still soft fur.

There was no magic fluctuation, the corpse trembled slightly, and while the flesh and bones were quickly restored and activated, the little guy's face gradually lost its blood.

The process was very fast, and the long snort spread, as if a person who had held his breath for a long time and suddenly couldn't hold back his breath, and his abdomen rose and fell.

Lance caught Lance, who was shaking, his little face turned pale, he stretched out his wrist and put it to his mouth, the feeling of pricking, this time it was Lance's turn.

But these days, Lance has eaten well.

Holding the sleeping Lancy, she curled up in her warm arms as if she was tired.

The drizzle is hard to stop, and it may rain for a long time.

The big cat swayed to its feet, sobered up for a moment, and jumped over the fence.

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"What do you think, sir?" said Ascot very respectfully.

"The efficiency of this magic array has reached the average level of other methods in the church, and of course not only that, but it also has a lot of room for improvement. ”

The gray-robed mage measured the design paper in his hand, which naturally would not be Lance's magic furnace, but another, more minimalist version.

This type of magic array is indeed rare, and the most practical thing on the face today is to use the life virus and the method of immersion to transform step by step, and the time and energy spent far exceed the one in his hand

With his understanding of Asia, it was impossible to make such a thing.

Relying only on magic power and magic array, it's not like no one has tried it, and it's so inefficient that people give up.

"That's a good idea, and it's not worth believing in you. Put away the paper.

"You say this Lance, does he like to study?"

Yashi pondered symbolically, so that he seemed more calm and accurate, "If you only consider the enthusiasm of research, he is no less than the craziest kind." ”

A week of knowledge is enough for Aster to say such things, Lance is really a crazy person.

But he doesn't seem to like to take life materials directly to gain knowledge, and any life. ”

"With so much knowledge and still being able to maintain this kindness. "The Grey Master understands that the deeper he goes into it, the more fascinating the knowledge becomes, and life is nothing more than material that can be studied.

"Do you need me to help you, adventurer?"

"Don't bother, just a little gray copper adventurer. ”

"That's good. ”

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Breathing in the moist air, I haven't stood outside the church in a while.

The weather was gloomy and dim, the old streets were rarely crowded, and the light from the distant castle was already faintly shining here.

"Let's go, the Baron is still waiting for us, but we can't be late. "Yashi is wearing a slightly ornate clerical uniform, and the golden Holy Cross mark on the blue robe is particularly dazzling, and Lance is also fortunate to get a cultist's clothes, although it is a little dragging on the back of his hand, and there is an extra line of imprint on the back of his hand, one-star third-level magic: trace.

"Let's go. ”

The Baron held a banquet, not to celebrate the holiday, but also named Lance, the charm of which he was somewhat difficult to understand.

The gate of the castle was open, and the guards nodded respectfully to Ashi, and their eyes swept over Lance behind him, allowing him to pass directly.

The outside of the castle looks like cold stone, but the inside is completely different, smooth and bright, without the slightest sense of hardness.

Lance could see that the baron was still fond of collecting, and there were all kinds of collections hanging on both sides of the aisle, and the strangely shaped glass bottles didn't seem to hold much water.

The armor is tall and shiny, and the carvings on it continue to exude magic, but it seems that even the Baron does not have such a strong body.

It's hard to figure out the fun of collectors.

There were still quite a few squires in the town of Lil, and there were many people standing in the wide hall, gathered in twos and threes.

As the governing priest of the church, he was soon surrounded by a crowd.

Thankfully, these people were standing busy making friends, leaving plenty of empty seats.

I chose the most comfortable and quiet location to pass the time.

An old man in a gray robe sat next to him with a cane, looking at him with a deep gaze, and in return, Lance looked at him as well.

There was not a single sign on his body, and there was a faint smell of blood around his body, and Lance was extremely intuitive about blood, which was the result of the old man's cover-up.

"What are you looking at, old man?"

"I'm looking at a genius. ”

"There is no shortage of genius in the world. ”

"Oh, why do you say that?"

"Because those who survive are called geniuses. ”

The gray-robed old man smiled and nodded, countless unpredictable talents have been drowned in the long river of history early, and fortunately, there are only a few words of record.

"Do you want to be a genius? ”

"No, not at all. "Lance was decisive.

"Why?"

"Because I just want to survive. With a flat smile on his face, if you want to be tempted, then I will give you the result of the temptation.

The very simple purpose is also the most real purpose, as for believing it or not, it is not up to him to decide.

"Hahaha, you're a genius. ”

The gray-robed old man grabbed Lance's hand, and his agile speed didn't give him time to react.

The boring hand was as hard as iron and stone, unable to break free, the old man's deep gaze became brighter and brighter, and the burning sensation in the palm of his hand became more and more intense.

The rich magic was invading, and Lance also felt the strength of the old man for the first time.

Super Magician!

Mana level: 7,300.

Patting the back of Lance's hand, the old man smiled and left the place.

Looking at the mark that gradually faded into the palm of his hand, a strange blood-stained knife, which is the symbol of the members of the Dark Cross Church.