From the elder of the Kakud clan who used the blood curse, Jiang Feng obtained a book that recorded ancient secret arts.

By measuring the year of existence with isotope half-lives, it can be determined that this parchment book dates back to the early Covenant period. At that time, it was still the elves who ruled the Norren continent, and the only city-state of San Romania was just a vassal of the elves, and the humans on the entire Aditya continent were still tribal barbarians.

The entire civilization of the human race, the study of mysterious powers has not been systematically divided, and the concept of wizards is quite vague. Witch doctors, elders, and patriarchs in many primitive tribes, although they do not consider themselves sorcerers, can also perform witchcraft that calls for wind and rain.

At that time, a certain mountain tribe located in the western part of the Aditya continent summed up a secret technique through experience, that is, to smear the blood of fierce demon beasts on the body of warriors, and cast certain spells, so that the warriors who were originally mortals inherited the power of the bloodline of the demon beasts.

Although the tribe later perished at the time of Chaos, the secret art carved into the stone tablet was acquired by a wild wizard who passed through the Kara Mountains, and after fusing and refining the dwarven inscription technology, the meaningless patterns were given a magical meaning.

Mortals of any profession can obtain mysterious powers beyond mortals through the way of dragon blood carving, so as to step into the realm of the Holy Order. This way of obtaining power is much more energy-efficient than directly bathing in dragon blood, and the power obtained is also more powerful.

This technique is known as blood pattern engraving.

However, the price to be paid is not small as that of a strong force.

The stronger the blood of the beast, the greater the pain that the portrayed person needs to endure. This pain isn't just in the flesh. At the physical level, it comes from the depths of the soul and goes deep into the bone marrow.

Those who can withstand the dragon's blood must be strong and strong-willed, and the strength of the master level is just the threshold.

Although Jiang Feng had used his wisdom brain to analyze the secret techniques on the classics and minimize the risks, the risks still existed. So before starting the experiment, he consulted Misha herself.

If she didn't want to, Jiang Feng wouldn't say anything.

She had put the opportunity in front of her, but she had just given it up.

Turning around and walking to the experimental table next to him, Jiang Feng took out a large bottle of brightly colored dragon blood from the space ring, as well as some special potion materials, opened the operation auxiliary function of the wisdom brain, and began the configuration of the potion.

Not only does it contain powerful energy, but the dragon's blood itself is a good magic guide material.

Dragon's blood boils, add carrilan crystal powder, introduce the round-bottomed flask, add peppermint, mix the juice of narcissus in a test tube, mix it with the bile of the storm bear, and shake well......

Jiang Feng meticulously completed every step.

Misha, who was lying on the table, turned around and peeked back from time to time, a confused look appeared in the emerald pupils, not understanding what Jiang Feng was going to do.

Finally, after completing the configuration of the potion and bringing the boiling liquid level to cool completely, Jiang Feng walked to Misha's side with the round-bottomed flask, looked at the eyelashes on the closed eyes that trembled lightly because of nervousness, and spoke.

"Ready, it's time to go."

"Hmmm......"

As soon as the words came out, a cold touch slid down Misha's back.

It was not difficult for Misha, who was a master assassin, to overcome this level of discomfort, but the itching sensation gradually spread from the place where the cold liquid flowed.

Seeing that Misha could still endure it, Jiang Feng nodded approvingly, took out a brush like a brush like a brush from the side, dipped it in cold dragon blood, and traced it meticulously on Misha's back waist without a trace of fat according to the image projected on the retina by the brain.

“！”

If I could still endure it just now, this kind of coldness that seeped into the skin and itched like scratching the heart of the foot was almost close to the level of "torture". Misha's tense legs trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but twist gently with her back.

"Don't move." Jiang Feng warned.

Even a single stroke of the wrong stroke can have quite serious consequences. At worst, the circuit is blocked, and the magic power cannot pass through the blood pattern normally, resulting in a complete failure of the blood pattern depiction. In other cases, it causes magical elements to hit the veins and damage the organs in the body.

If he had damaged the heart or brain, he would not have been confident that he would be able to save her even here, given the medical conditions of the Thorn Wasteland.

Misha blushed, clenched her silver teeth, and stopped writhing.

I don't know why, Jiang Feng's scolding made a strange feeling rise in her heart, temporarily diluting the unbearable torture.

With the last stroke in his hand, Jiang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to Misha, in fact, he has also endured a lot of tests, but the tests he has experienced are not on the physical level, but mentally.

Looking at the magnificent blood-colored pattern on Misha's back, the corners of Jiang Feng's mouth hooked up a smile, and he softly recited a mantra of twenty-four syllables, and then took out a small dish of white powder from the side and sprinkled it on Misha's back.

For a moment, as if a chemical reaction had occurred, the blood-colored pattern bloomed with a strange light, outlining a circular enchantment in the air.

"Ugh!"

A soft groan of pain leaked from between her closed lips, Misha's fists clenched tightly, beads of sweat the size of beans seeping from her delicate skin, but in an instant they were dried by the hot temperature and volatilized into a mist.

After about half an hour, the blood-red barrier finally dissipated, and Misha's whole body was as if she had collapsed, lying on the operating table, gasping softly. The magnificent pattern behind it, as if it was integrated into her body, disappeared in an instant.

"Zhi Brain, scan her physical condition."

【Scanning......】

Soon, the light blue holographic panel popped up in front of Jiang Feng.

[ID: Misha.]

Power: 3.2

Dexterity: 4.2

Perception: 3

Mental Power: 0.5

Mana: 2

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[Implants: Slave Engraving, Dragon's Blood Pattern]

[Ailment: Weakness (Duration: 12 hours)]

[Lineage: Cat People]

In terms of attributes alone, she is no different from a master-level swordsman, coupled with her own attainments in assassination techniques and the special abilities given to her by the dragon's blood pattern, she has crossed the threshold of the Holy Rank with both feet and reached the ...... of a legendary assassin No, it should be said that it is the domain of the Dragon's Blood Assassin.

Putting away the holographic panel, Jiang Feng casually took a blanket and put it on Misha's body, and asked.

"How does it feel?"

"Feeling...... It's weird. Misha replied with a slight gasp.

"Can I sit up?"

"Hmm."

Gently pinching the blanket with her left hand, Misha sat up from the operating table, although the expression on her face was still a little tired, but in just a few minutes, she had recovered a lot. The strengthening of the physique by the dragon's blood has made her recovery several times stronger than before.

Silently feeling the changes taking place in her body, Misha's heart became more and more shocked.

At this time, Jiang Feng spoke.

"You try to focus your attention on the back of your hand."

Following the steps instructed by Jiang Feng, Misha raised her right hand in confusion and began to concentrate her consciousness on the back of her hand.

At this moment, a stream of heat passed through her arm, as if a switch was turned on, and pale blue particles of light instantly surged through Misha's fingertips, exuding a brilliant and deadly color, like a jewel-carved claw.

"The claw of the gem, although it is not a real gem, this part is inherited from the power of the dragon's blood, and it has extremely strong magic resistance."

"Another blood streak in your lower abdomen is a concealment technique that I have attached, which can turn you into a black mist in a short period of time, giving you a wider field of vision and movement speed in the shadows. This ability consumes a lot of money, so I recommend that you wait until you get some sleep before trying it. ”

The current Misha, even in the face of a two-star wizard, will not be as powerless as before. After returning to the Shuttle, Jiang Feng will consider implanting her with an auxiliary chip and some auxiliary implant equipment. At that time, with the double bonus of science and witchcraft, even if you fight a three-star wizard, you will not be left behind.

Under the constraints of the Slave Mark, she will become a force that is absolutely loyal to her.

When the gem's claws dissipated, they shattered into a cloud of quartz powder, and eventually dissipated into pure magical elements.

The emerald pupils flickered with a mist of grateful, and Misha whispered in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Thank you......"

"You're welcome. If you can get enough people to pass the double baptism of dragon blood and blood lines, there are only two or three out of ten at most. Even if I were to perform the ceremony, the success rate would only increase to six or seven percent at most. The key to the success of the ritual lies with you. Looking at Misha, Jiang Feng continued, "What's more, you are my servant, and improving your strength is also tantamount to helping myself." ”

Jumping off the operating table, Misha fell to her knees on one knee and meekly bowed her head.

“…… I would like to be the dagger behind your shadow and spend the rest of my life guarding your life, my master. ”

"Get up, just keep these words in your heart," Jiang Feng smiled faintly, reaching out and touching her fluffy hair, "And working on my hands is not as dangerous as you think." ”

The conversation broke off at this point.

As it quieted down, the air gradually became ambiguous. Ambiguous atmosphere.

Only then did Jiang Feng notice that the blanket he had draped on Misha was not enough to cover her tall figure at all. On the contrary, because of the looming shadow, it adds a bit of mysterious temptation. Confuse......

A wisp of fragrance penetrated into the tip of his nose, and Jiang Feng felt that the "dragon power" that he had finally suppressed before began to be restless again.

Noticing the abnormality on Jiang Feng's pants, Misha's cheeks couldn't help but be imprinted with a layer of crimson.

Having already experienced human affairs, of course she knew what that meant.

Silently bowing her head, she let go of her left hand that was clenching the blanket, and slowly squatted down as the sound of the Sisuo slid down.

And this time, Jiang Feng didn't stop it......