When he returned home, Rodin's mind was full of this strange encounter, his mind became clearer and clearer, and he tossed and turned and could not sleep, so he simply began to train according to the method taught by Krusas. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was easy to say, but he couldn't think of it.

All along, he has been training honestly under the guidance of his swordsmith father Lexa, in order to reach the point where practice makes perfect, and the same is true for most swordsmiths.

But Rodin didn't need such a monotonous and inefficient training, he was not only a strengther, but also a wizard.

What is the most essential difference between a wizard and a force?

The former focuses on spiritual power, and the path of the wizard is the cultivation of spiritual power, and the release of witchcraft, witchcraft creations, and witchcraft experiments are all inseparable from it.

And the core of the latter is the power of the bloodline, and the path of the force is the cultivation of the power of the bloodline, refining the body, and participating in the battle is inseparable from it.

The difference between the two is somewhat similar to the mages and warriors seen in the previous games, the spiritual power is more focused on the mysterious and mysterious substances such as the soul, and the power of the bloodline is more focused on the actual body.

It may seem like two extremes, but in fact the two are inextricably linked.

And the method that Krusas told fell on this idea.

"The power of the bloodline is not something that can only be done by you to smooth out its edges and corners bit by bit. With the qualification of a wizard, your spiritual power is far stronger than that of ordinary people and powerful people, you can try to command the power of the bloodline and use your spiritual power to control it!"

"Spiritual power is like a general, he may not be extraordinary in martial arts and proficient in all kinds of weapons, but he can command the heroes, the power of the elements, the power of the bloodline, under his domination, into the sharpest spear, the strongest shield. “

"The power of the bloodline is like an uncivilized soldier, they are strong and strong, and their combat skills are exquisite, but they are unruly and cannot form a systematic combat effectiveness, and they need people to train, co-ordinate, and control. “

"So is there a better commander than mental power?"

"Human beings without qualifications, if nothing else, their spiritual power will be permanently shackled in their bodies and cannot be freed. ”

"So they are at ease when it comes to harnessing the power of the veins in their bodies. ”

"However, once the power of the bloodline is out of the body, the spiritual power is still trapped in the body, and the difficulty of controlling it increases exponentially. “

"Spiritual power and blood power, soul and body, they complement each other and influence each other. However, after all, there is a difference between high and low, because the soul is the foundation of life, and the further back the path of the power is, the closer it will be to the soul, but the wizard is a big step ahead of the power from the beginning. ”

Before leaving, Krusas did not forget to seduce Rodin, so that he could not avoid being moved.

"No wonder Elder Rodriguez is so embarrassed, once they see the wizarding world, humans often abandon the honor of the powerful and turn to the arms of wizards. ”

However, he didn't believe that the power of the ancestral dragon was inferior to the spiritual power, and he would never give up.

For him, the power of the ancestral dragon connected by blood is the foundation, and his spiritual sea has mutated, and whether the wizard's path can be completed in the future has to be said separately.

Stopping the chaotic reverie, he tried to release the liquid spiritual power, and at the same time summoned the power of the ancestral dragon.

One black, one gold, two completely different streams of liquid matter suspended in the void in front of him under his manipulation, slowly moving closer to each other.

"Puff, puff—"

As the distance shortened, his heart beat like a pound, and an indescribable sense of tension spread throughout his body.

A hunch told him that something terrible was about to happen.

Silently, the two liquid that appeared like thin snakes suddenly touched each other, and immediately attracted each other like magnets, the first of them were entangled, and the necks were connected, forming a ring-like image.

The fist-sized ring, half golden and half black as ink, is like an ancient symbol born when heaven and earth were first born, revealing a certain heaven and earth, unfathomable and mysterious, but it seems extremely harmonious, as if to tell Rodin that they are originally one.

This reminded him of the cycle of yin and yang, negative yin and yang, two sides of one body.

Spiritual power is his extended tentacles, bringing him a cool sense of comfort.

After a few moments, the ring dissolved, turning into a colorless bead like fog and rain, which floated silently in front of him.

The power of the ancestral dragon, which was originally extremely stubborn, was effortlessly transformed this time, and it appeared extremely docile.

The power of the ancestral dragon is fused with spiritual power, so does it still retain its original various properties?

He couldn't help but be a little worried, glanced at the girl who was still sleeping soundly, moved away from the bed a little, and couldn't help but start all kinds of attempts.

The colorless bead was like a piece of plasticine with moderate hardness and softness, slowly changing and moving under his will.

Cubes, cylinders, ......

Rotate, tumble, translate......

The power control of the bloodline that tormented people ******** became an understatement, and it was as comfortable and free as magic.

He then tried to shape it into irregular forms, such as arms and tentacles, which were also invincible.

However, it is not possible to take on the face of a human being and the form of various animals. He also played with great interest for most of the day, and after a full hour, he felt a little tired, but ecstatic.

The power of the bloodline has really changed dramatically.

Compared to Lexa, it's just a little worse in speed and accuracy, and it will probably take a while for him to catch up.

"Now I believe in Krusas's promise, maybe it won't take eight months. “

Rodin had been battered by it for a whole month, and today's breakthrough gave him a kind of excitement that he had been waiting for. He then experimented with the nature of the hybrid power.

The colorless hybrid force fell lightly to the ground under his command.

"Ziz-" The smacking sound, like a strong acid corroding, burned a large hole in the bedroom carpet, and the hard granite floor underneath was also corroded into a dent.

"Hmm-" The girl on the bed turned over sharply, and her plump red lips chirped, as if she was being argued.

Rodin's heart jumped, and he quickly withdrew this strange power back into his body.

The colorless orb quickly seeped into the skin along his head, melted into the flesh, and then naturally split into two strands, the golden spiritual power returned to the spiritual sea, and the inky bloodline power returned to the blood seed.

"This hybrid force is still corrosive, but without the help of Lexar, it is impossible to understand his activity and infectiousness for the time being."

After getting such a result, he had no regrets, so he was content to hold Cynthia, who was like a kitten, and fell into a dark and sweet dream.

The next day, Cynthia woke up and found a conspicuous hole in the carpet, thinking that there had been a burglar in the house, and Rodin had no choice but to cover up the past under the pretext of unconventional training, which angered her.

Returning to the swordsmith's den in the afternoon, he showed Lexa the mixed powers, and everything except for the contract.

Yesterday Rodin was a clumsy apprentice, but the next day he suddenly became a master with decades of hard labor.

Lexa was dumbfounded, but the strange power that changed and came and went as he pleased, under Rodin's control, made him undoubted.

After a moment, Lexa sighed helplessly with a depressed, melancholy face.

"Unexpectedly, my eighty years of hard work are not as good as the overnight work of a guy with wizard qualifications. I feel like we old guys won't be eliminated before long!"

Rodin was very reluctant to go, and it seemed that his demonic performance today really hurt the old man's heart.

Think about it, if a person has worked hard for more than 80 years to reach a certain status in a certain field, and suddenly a stunned young man who doesn't know anything jumps out, and just one night of practice is not far from him. Isn't this the greatest negation and irony of their past youthful years?

He said with some self-deprecation.

"Master, you're really a fan of the authorities. In fact, I am still a long way from your level, and your years of experience and skills are by no means something that I can catch up with overnight. “

"Don't look at the current bloodline power control method, but the sword oil that is really blended must be worse than yours. And every gap has to be caught up with years of practice. ”

"My opportunistic approach didn't pay much off. ”

Lexa's sad expression became slightly relieved.

"The most important thing is that there are too few people with wizarding qualifications, and only a handful of them have access to sword oil. ”

"Good apprentice, your mind master understands. I'm also confused, I can't put down an old face, don't worry about it. It's a great pleasure that you've made such a significant progress, and I should actually be happy and proud. This shows that our flint tribe swordsmiths have successors!"

After this statement, Lexa spared no effort to teach Rodin, extremely patient and meticulous, and solved any question for him.

For the first time, Rodin used the power of the blood to make a mixture and complete the blending of ghoul oil.

Although the effect is not satisfactory, only about 14% of the additional effect, it is also much higher than that of pure instrument modulation.

"By the way, when did Krusas leave?"

Rodin asked, feigning nonchalance.

"Krusas, who is that?"

Lexa's eyebrows and beard twitched and he looked very surprised, not at all like pretending.

"Hasn't he been working as an assistant to you for more than a month?

"Are you kid making up a fake person to come out and mock me?

"What assistant Kerrusas? Not from my flint tribe, am I so confused as to demonstrate the process of mixing sword oil in front of him? This is a great sin to leak the inheritance of the clan's swordsmiths!"

Lexa had no problem with forgetfulness, and Rodin's eyes rolled as he remembered Krusas's unpredictable methods.

The traces of his existence in the swordsmith's den for more than a month have been completely erased, and no one has the slightest memory except himself.