Chapter 490: The Price of Prayer
As soon as Wren's words fell, he saw a change in his son's soul.
The red and black runes that lurked in the depths of the soul seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and the tentacles that spread out desperately contracted, and then suddenly spread into a wriggling mist, exuding a disgusting sense of evil, but its fierce resistance only lasted less than half a second, and it was directly pulled out from the soul inside.
An abyssal aura came out of his son's head, the crystal lamp in the bedroom flickered, and a faint heart-palpitating mad murmur echoed in his ears, but fortunately it quickly dissipated completely.
The Blood Soul Curse has been lifted!
Wren was overjoyed, and the soul eye carefully observed his son to make sure that nothing else lurked inside, and his wrinkled little face relaxed, and he slept very soundly.
"Wren ......"
Emily's purple eyes widened, her eyes were surprised and delighted, realizing what Wren's blessing to her son meant, she was about to ask with excitement, when she suddenly noticed that Wren's aura was rapidly weakening, and her face was turning pale, as if she was suffering terrible pain.
"Hmm!"
Wren snorted, and his body took two steps back uncontrollably.
"Wren!" Emilys exclaimed, she knew how terrible Wren's physical fitness was, stronger than a dragon, she had never seen Wren so weak, she quickly jumped down from the bed and helped Wren to sit down, and asked very anxiously, "What's the matter?"
"Don't worry, it's just the price of performing the Prayer Technique. Wren's tone seemed relaxed, but the heavy pant revealed his true situation.
"Prayer!"
Emilys was stunned.
She had heard of the most powerful spells in the world for a long time, and after converting to the goddess of magic in the past few years, she was also strengthening her learning of magic knowledge, and she was very aware of the power and flaws of prayer.
The Blood Soul Curse is a curse from the Lord of Darkness, a terrifying god from the abyss, whose curse shows no signs of weakening even if it has been passed down through hundreds of generations of human bloodlines for four thousand years. And Wren is just a mortal, and he will pay a terrible price for lifting the curse with his prayer technique!
The Prayer Technique first consumes soul power, then the life force, and finally the soul essence.
If the soul is not enough, then Wren will be destroyed.
Emilys' heart hung in the air, staring at Wren's face, holding his hand and unconsciously scratching white, for fear that he would suddenly die in the next second.
Wren didn't wear a blood-colored cloak tonight to restrain her breath, and she could clearly sense that Wren's strength was rapidly declining, and there was no tendency to slow down.
Wren patted the back of her hand and soothed, "Don't worry, I can't die." β
"Hmm......" Emily nodded slightly, but she didn't dare to let go of her hand. Her voice was a little sobing, and her eyes were moist. She couldn't imagine how she would support herself if Wren had an accident, and how her son would grow up to explain to him what happened tonight.
Wren himself wasn't as worried as Emilys.
Because he knew he was not going to die.
A few months ago, he had been thinking about how to lift the curse of his soon-to-be-born child, consulting countless texts, consulting his teacher, and even praying to the goddess of magic in the hope that he would intervene, but he refused. However, the goddess of magic did not completely ignore it, and pointed herself in one direction, and that was to lift the curse with a prayer technique.
There is a property of the Blood Soul Curse, which lurks inside the soul and grows with the human being, and it draws soul energy to grow at the same time.
The stronger the soul, the stronger the curse!
When humans are just born, their souls are weak and young, and the blood soul curse is also the weakest time, and the price paid to lift the curse through prayer is also the lowest.
The Goddess of Magic also made it clear to him that the result of doing so would definitely not be fatal, and would even only weaken part of his strength.
Sacrificing some of his strength in exchange for his son's health, Wren made a decision without thinking about it.
Hence the scene that happened today.
In the interface of Ren's mobile phone, the power circle representing soul power is rapidly regressing.
Since he was promoted to the twelfth level wizard two and a half years ago, he has maintained meditation and cultivation every day, and has given himself the best potions and various auxiliary resources, and the talent of perfect soul transformation, it only took less than half a year for his soul power to be full again and enter the soul ascension.
After a period of preparation, Wren successfully performed the fifth soul transformation ritual.
But he didn't immediately fuse the new demon soul, but continued to meditate and cultivate, and in the next two years, his cultivation became faster and faster, and he was like a bamboo, all the way from the thirteenth level wizard to the fifteenth level, and the current power reached 78%, and it only took a few months to prepare for the soul transformation ritual again and hit the legendary high level!
Because he didn't find a suitable demon soul, Wren also wanted to keep the opportunity to fuse and use it later, and he was not in a hurry, so there is a deep soul power and wizard level in the space so far, and there are still twelve demon souls fused.
Now, after performing the Prayer Technique, the soul power is regressing wildly.
Of the three power circles on the phone's interface, the outermost circle, 78 grids filled with green go off in a counterclockwise direction and turn gray.
In just ten seconds, this round of power is completely ashed.
Then there was the second power circle, which also turned gray after half a minute, and Wren's wizard level dropped to level thirteen, but this was not over, the last power circle also began to go out, and it turned gray one by one.
Wren watched as all the 100 bars of power dissipated, and his brain was in sharp pain, comparable to a soul transformation ritual. This pain from within cannot be immune to the will of truth, but fortunately it stopped in ten seconds, and the mobile phone interface in the field of vision flickered for a while, and three more power circles appeared, all of which were full.
Dropped to level twelve!
This means that his last soul transformation ritual is in vain, his soul essence has regressed, and he will have to hold the ritual again next time he upgrades.
The dissipation of soul power continues.
However, the speed slowed down, not as terrible as before, and after more than a minute, finally 58% of the power stopped, Wren exhaled a long breath, and his heart was so hanging!
If you go backwards and fall to level 11, I don't know if the fused demon souls will be affected? If the fused demon souls are gone, and you lose the "magic spirit" and the prayer technique, it will be too uncomfortable. The Goddess of Magic can't give another Magic Wrai.
He calculated that the price of this prayer spell was 320 grids, and he fell from level 15 to level 12 wizard.
Three levels in a row!
You must know that he is a wizard with perfect soul transformation, and his first-level soul power can top other legendary wizards by several levels, don't look at the current 58 grids of power, but the first-level power of the legend and the one-grid power of the middle level of the legend are actually several times different.
Wren felt it carefully and found that he only had less than one-fifth of his soul power left!
Eighty percent of the soul power was permanently consumed.
Changed to other legendary wizards, these soul powers are enough to rise from level ten to nineteen, if the talent is a little more mediocre and the soul power is not strong enough, it is likely to be directly drained by the prayer spell and die on the spot.
The price was devastating, but Wren didn't care. TVmobile/
After the soul power is gone, he can re-cultivate back, and there is only one son, and he doesn't want to see his son tortured by the curse.
With a smile on his face, Wren stood up and walked a few steps, as if nothing was right, and said to Emilys, "Look, I said it's okay. β
"Great!"
Emilys threw herself into his arms, knowing full well that Wren must have paid a great price, but as long as he was alive.
Wren stroked her hair and looked at his son in the cradle, and found that he had woken up for some time, and was looking at himself with a pair of dark eyes, his eyes were clear, and he was in much better condition than before.
The Soul Eye observed carefully, this child's soul was much stronger than that of an ordinary newborn, and it was no less than an adult now. After the curse is lifted, only half of the dragonborn souls no longer need to suppress the curse, and in the future, it will be easier to cultivate the meditation method of the Zogenburg family, and the talent will be completely unfolded, becoming the purest dragonborn bloodline.
However, Emilys has given up his dragon god beliefs, and he should become a wizard in the future.
Wren looked at his son's soul strength and thought there was nothing wrong with it.
"Wow......"
A loud cry broke the silence, and Emilys hurried over to pick him up, she had already learned from her experience as a mother, and smiled: "He must be hungry." β
She did not shy away from unbuttoning her robe in front of Wren and breastfeeding her child.
The strong sucking made her face flush.
Wren looked at it for a while, shook his head and smiled: "This kid has a really big appetite, you will have to work hard in the future, it is best to find him two more wet nurses." β
"It's good to be able to eat, it grows fast!" Emilys' eyes were full of love and happiness. She suddenly looked up, "Wren, it's time for you to give our son a name." β
"It's better for you to get it. Wren said.
Although he is his eldest son, he will be raised as the crown prince of Congartro in the future, and he and Emilys are not married, and this child is legally a member of the Zogenburg family, and then the Augustan family.
The two already have a tacit understanding about this matter.
Emilys didn't refuse, thought for half a minute, and said, "What do you think of 'Herus'?" β
Wren gasped.
"It's not good, you change it. He quickly denied it, although the name just sounds a little similar, but it doesn't actually mean that, but no matter how you hear it, it feels unlucky, damn, don't stage the drama of "father resignation and filial piety" in the future.
Emilys was a little dazed, what's wrong with this name?
However, she saw that Wren's attitude was very resolute, so she could only give up, thought for a while, and said: "Then what about 'Chaes'? More than a thousand years ago, the family gave birth to a wise dragon lord who revived the dragonborn at the most dangerous moment and led the family to defend the Iron Throne, and the name was 'Chaus'. This king is of high character and strong will, and I hope that our sons will inherit the virtues of this ancestor as well......"
Before Emilys could finish speaking, Wren shook his head repeatedly, "This name is not good, you think of another one." β
Is there a prince in the world who has been sixty years old?
With Emily's legendary lifespan, let alone sixty years, even if it is six hundred years, it is really a great irony that this child is still a prince.
Emilys couldn't guess Wren's thoughts, so she simply gave up the right to choose a name, "Or you should take it." β
"Good. β
Wren was afraid that she would think of an unlucky name again, so he quickly had an idea and said with a smile: "Just call him 'Rex', which means 'king' in dragon language, and our son is destined to ascend the Iron Throne and become a king in the future." β
Emilys also understands dragon language and nods in agreement.
Then the child burped, and she held her son up slightly, and said in a low and solemn voice: "My son, from the day you are born, the whole kingdom will call on your nameβRex Augustus Drogonburg, and one day you will be crowned king!"