Extracting bloodline is not as simple as drawing blood, but requires the provider of bloodline to condense the bloodline magic in the body into the fingers, and then it is extracted. This kind of extraction only requires a small amount of blood at a time, but if it is extracted too many times and hurts the origin of the bloodline, it is very likely that the cultivation will stop, and it will be difficult to obtain enough strength to advance in the future.

When Emma's family entered the house where the bloodline was collected, they saw that the hall was connected to two doors, on the left was the bloodline warriors who went in to collect blood, and on the right were ordinary people queuing up to go in to receive blood.

The mage led them to the left, and saw a number of bloodline warriors from other families coming out of it, most of them pale and tired, as if they hadn't slept for days and nights.

"Their breath is not right, the blood power is drained, it is too weak. The patriarch said.

"It's to save more people, right?" said Emma.

They were taken into an empty room with tables containing steel needles for blood collection and pottery or glassware for blood, all bought from the Chinese.

After the middle-aged mage left, the Avortos met with Mage Rodman, who was in charge of the project.

Rodman's eyes were bloodshot, his beard was unkempt, his expression was anxious and impatient, and he looked quite vicious.

He lined up the men, and then called in ten mage apprentices with bottles and jars. Rodman glanced at the people of the Avorto family and said, "Listen, Your Majesty needs your bloodline, the empire needs your bloodline, and each of you must hand over a sufficient amount of bloodline essence, fifty copies per person at the middle level, twenty copies for one person at the lower level, and ten copies per person below the low level every day. To do this, to leave this house to eat, rest. There are fifteen of you, three middle-rank, five low-rank, and seven apprentices, that's three hundred and twenty a day, and not one less. ”

"My lord, how much is a bloodline essence?" asked the patriarch.

"You, go pick one and show it to him. Rodman said, pointing to a mage apprentice.

"Please concentrate the power of the bloodline in your hands. The mage apprentice came to the patriarch, slashed the patriarch's index finger with a knife, and then began to collect drops of blood, which was very different from ordinary blood, faintly flowing with golden light in the blood, which was the positive energy magic that belonged to the sunbird.

After about a hundred drops, the mage's apprentice performed a small healing spell that sealed the wound on the patriarch's hand. Rodman took it and looked at it and said, "Good quality, this can be added with medium and blood potions, for those officers." ”

The patriarch was a little anxious: "My lord, if I take out fifty copies of such a bloodline essence, the bloodline magic in my body will be reduced by half." Not to mention those whose realm is not as good as mine, some people can't meet the requirements you said even if they drain the bloodline magic power of their whole body. However, if you smoke like this, people will be wasted. ”

Rodman had obviously heard too much of this, and the patriarch's pleading words didn't even change his expression. He said coldly: "Draining your blood is to save other people's lives. You people are thinking about your own family and inheritance, why don't you think that if the plague breaks out, the foundation of the entire empire will be shaken? Your Majesty's legion has fallen, who will guard our kingdom and deal with the attack of the Chinese?

Besides, will a little blood be drawn? The people who are waiting to be injected with the bloodline over there can continue to die anytime and anywhere, and there were nearly 2,000 soldiers who died in one day yesterday alone, is the talent of you people really that important? What's more, Your Majesty has long promised to use the bloodline of the golden dragon to improve the talent of your descendants, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. ”

"But in this way, after two days, many of us here will become ordinary people. People with high cultivation have to take care of those with low cultivation, and they have to do a lot more, and they will be seriously injured in less than two days. That is, even if we have the blood of the golden dragon again, it will be useless. How can the Empire ask us to give up our heritage?" said the Patriarch.

"That's not something I'm thinking about. Anyway, the total amount is three hundred and twenty copies, and I don't care how you distribute it. Rodman clapped his hands, and two heavily armed Blackguards walked in through the door, "Now I'm reasoning with you. But a day later, if you can't, it's the two of them who will talk to you with swords. ”

"You!" everyone in the Avorto family stared at Rodman one by one, daring to be angry but not to speak.

Only Emma spoke: "My lord, we are sincerely serving the Empire, we have spent so much effort and effort to come from a remote place, how can you do this to us who have come from afar?"

"Because no matter what I do to you, the outcome will not change. Rodman looked at her and turned to leave the room, "This place faces countless deaths every day, and there is no room for indulgence of the little girl. ”

"Wait a minute. Emma caught up two steps, but was stopped by a black guard reaching out and asking, "If some of us lose their bloodline energy due to their contribution to bloodline power and become ordinary people, will the quota you give us be reduced accordingly?"

Rodman raised his eyebrows and said, "That's right. One less intermediate tier will naturally have fifty fewer quotas. The same goes for other tiers. ”

"Grandpa, I think in the first two days, we should let people with low realms overdraw their potential to complete the task. Just like me, I'm just a low-level bloodline warrior, even if I spend my talent and become an ordinary person, it doesn't have much impact on the family, and a talented master like Jocano's brother should be protected and accept the bloodline of the golden dragon in the future. ”

"Emma, this ......"

"Nothing to hesitate about. I was willing to do something for the empire and for my family. ”

Rodman looked at the girl again, nodded, and said, "Little girl, your name is Emma, right? In fact, a bloodline like Sunbird, which is neither strong nor weak, is not necessarily a good thing for people who inherit a thin bloodline. It is obviously not powerful enough, but it cuts off the possibility of you taking other paths.

You don't necessarily need to take such a path, if you come out of here and you lose your bloodline, your path will be more open. If, at that time, you are willing to embark on the path of magic, come to me. ”

"Thank you, sir. Emma saluted.

"Your Majesty will know your story. And you will be a role model for other families as well. We need people like you so much. ”