"Naturally, it's because of my bloodline ability, it's also gluttony. "

Lady Masty's answer was not unexpected, and he had a vague guess when the Iron Lord said this.

But it made him full of doubts in his heart, the steel thorns released from the outside of the body are related to gluttony?

The Orette bloodline is the core secret of the Iron Blood Family, and Al has not been qualified to touch the deeper level after two lifetimes, which is related to the fact that he has always despised his own bloodline and stubbornly embarked on the path of a mage.

"When that little ghost of the Dahn family woke up, I thought that you two played some kind of game of swapping parents when you were young, and forgot to end it, but in fact he is my child. "

Parents will be born in the bloodline mature enough, and there is also a chance for the next generation to inherit. It's like Aurett inherited the favor of the iron-blooded tyrant.

"Mother, you've only woken up... Gluttony?"

Al couldn't help but go against the iron law that the family, brothers and parents are forbidden to reveal bloodline, and asked about his mother's bloodline ability.

"I know what you want to ask, gluttony is the core bloodline of Auret, providing the foundation for awakening the abilities of other bloodlines. But the gifts of the ancestors are so great that being too greedy will lead to nothing. Except for some abilities that awaken naturally, I really only cultivate this one ability, just like what your mage said. This is also one of the ways that Oret fully exerts the power of the bloodline. "

The legacy of the Iron Tyrant is the foundation of the Oret family.

Every bloodline ability is extremely powerful, even the most ordinary, most basic and strong, and using this ability to the extreme is enough to give people a headache.

It is stupid to be a greedy and all-round awakening and mediocre like Al, but none of them can exert their true power.

Putting all the jīng power, all the supply, on a bloodline ability, he should have understood it a long time ago, and it suddenly dawned on him today.

More than once, he wondered what kind of existence the Iron Tyrant really was, how could he possess so many special abilities and engrave them into his bloodline inheritance?

Lady Masty, a cold thorn of steel pouring out of her back, rolled up a glass of water and handed it to Al.

For the first time, Al took a closer look at his mother's abilities.

In addition to his own iron blood, Al knew for the first time that Orette's bloodline ability could be released.

His own gluttony, in addition to transporting the power to transform the bloodline, never thought that he could have this ability.

As Al gently stroked the cold touch, the magic, heat, and thoughts on his hands slowly poured towards the steel thorns.

No, not a surge.

But don't, suck it up.

Mechanical intelligence crazy calculation analysis, soon in addition to the results, because of such similar data, mechanical intelligence has already been a copy. It was experimented with by him himself.

He shuddered.

"Devour... The Magic Tree..."

Gluttony... What kind of gluttony is this, it's exactly the same as the special xìng that devours the demon tree!

If it weren't for the fact that Tian had been the test subject, and now that he was under him, he would almost not recognize him.

The cold and hard exterior of this steel thorn is only a disguise for its true ability.

The true face of gluttony is to devour the Demon Tree!

"You actually know about devouring the Demon Tree?"

Lady Masty glanced at Al in surprise.

"Yes, the ability to gluttony is derived from the Endless Abyss, the Lord of the Devouring Earth, the Demon Lord Devouring the Demon Tree. "

"The true power of the Iron-Blooded Tyrant Ancestor is to imprint the abilities of others into his own body, which is our highest secret of Orete. "

"The ancestor went to the Three Realms alone in order to collect bloodline ability, create a perfect ** body, and become an existence beyond the gods. "

Conquer the Three Realms alone, and then collect bloodline abilities.

At that time, he was already a top powerhouse in killing gods and dragons, what gods did he want to surpass?

Who is this deity referring to?

Harogas, the iron-blooded tyrant, has the ambition of mortals reached this level?

Is this terrifying man dead or not, is the spirit of the ancestors a remnant of his will, or is it another way of his existence?

One thing after another beyond his expectations, sure enough, his understanding of this mysterious world is still too short.

"Isn't your mana extraction another application of gluttony?"

The inspiration for the magic extraction did come from gluttony.

Through the materials of Inmeryl, Alastel, the Second Research Institute's Bloodline Laboratory, the Candleburg Library, etc., the experience of using the Magic Furnace, the crystallization of many wisdoms, and the millions of simulations and calculations of mechanical intelligence, it was created.

But he never wasted too much thought on bloodlines that he didn't want to use.

Even if he came back in this life, he was just afraid that the bloodline would drain him to death, and he only thought about using transcendent regeneration as a healing technique!

Al couldn't help but laugh maniacally in his heart, what have I wasted in the past!

No wonder Oret carved into his bones the worship of blood, and the contempt for other powers.

No wonder the One Society of All Things chose the bloodline of Aurett as the carrier!

No wonder everyone wants to get the secret of the Aulett bloodline!

This is the power to kill through the Three Realms and kill gods and dragons!

Do you have any brothers or sisters, relatives and friends?

Introduce them to me!

"Al?"

Ms. Masty looked at her youngest son with an incredulous shocked and stunned expression, thinking that he was also frightened by the secret, and whispered softly.

"Do you still want to be a mage to pursue your dreams and hobbies? "

Do you still want to be a mage?

Do you still want to pursue your dreams?

Do you still want to pursue your hobbies?

Al came back to his senses and looked at his left hand in a daze, at the mark of the Apostle of Dusk that no one else could see.

Thinking back to the previous life, before he died, Lu Oman turned his back to him and said to him in a tone of envy and yearning.

"The way you are desperate to pursue your dreams, you are really handsome. "

My dreams... It's already broken.

"Mother, I'm a little unwell, so I'll go upstairs to rest first. "

Al did not answer Ms. Masty's question, and walked up the stairs alone, his desolate figure full of loneliness.

"Al. "

Lady Masty stopped him from behind and looked at him tenderly.

"No matter what you want to do, your mother, your father and your brother will support you. We are family and will always support you. "

Anne was tossing and turning on the bed in the guest room, holding the Jīng Ling poems that she had taken out of Al's study, shyly and uneasy.

Thinking of Ms. Masty's remark that he should like you very much, he blushed.

The sweet love verses in Jīng's poetry are like sweet arrows, shè in her heart.

He... How could he be so straightforward, we only met a second time.

Then he blushed again and scolded himself.

Annie, he's just a little ghost, don't get faint.

However, Alta... It's really powerful, and if you beat back the heirs of the four families, you'll soon become a dragon knight.

The Dragon Knight, in the fantasies of all girls, is even more irresistible than Prince Charming.

Footsteps came from the staircase, like the notes of a piano, stepping into her heart.

Anne held her breath nervously.

It's him, he's coming.

He wouldn't have come in so rudely.

If he comes in, I... Do you want to refuse?

However, after all, it was the great Eagle King himself who appointed us to marry.

The footsteps didn't stop at her door, not even a good night.

With her nervous heart, they quietly walked away together. (To be continued)