"Ahh

As soon as the lewd man entered, he saw the burnt corpse of the old man, and Sigur, who was looking at him, and couldn't help but scream.

"Curse spell!" Sigurt sent a low-level curse on the lewd man, then walked over and grabbed his neck, threatening: "You have fallen under my curse now, your life is in my hands, and it is best to be obedient to know each other." ”

The lewd man only felt as if his heart was being held by something, and a black spider-like pattern bloomed on the back of his hand. It was the sign of the curse, and the lewd man was so frightened that he kept nodding his head.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. I was also persecuted by the old immortal. The lewd man cried and begged for mercy.

"What is this place, what is the origin of that old man, tell me everything you know. Seeger's face was expressionless, and he moved a chair and leaned against the fireplace as he spoke.

The lewd man swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and began to tell the truth.

It turned out that the old man was also a wandering magician, who had come to Linton City a few years ago and set up this hidden shop. The necromantic old man had a special method of controlling mortals. The lewd man, as well as Arthur, were almost all seized by him and had to serve him.

Because this old man has a special undead bloodline, his body decays very quickly, and he often needs fresh flesh and blood to replenish it. So a large number of slaves were bought, and from time to time some strong lone ones were captured. Sieg was abducted by Arthur this time.

Listening to the lewd man, the old man seemed to have some special purpose in coming to Linton City, but he didn't know very well.

After the interrogation, Sieg pondered for a moment, and then said, "Do you know where his treasures are hidden!"

"The little ones know, they know. The lewd man unceremoniously led Sieg to the outside of a locked room at this moment.

"The old immortal often comes to this room in the middle of the night to do some mysterious things. I guess his occult items must be hidden here. The lewd man said flatteringly.

Sieg instantly sent a huge fireball into it. There was a loud bang, and the door was torn apart.

"You, go in!" After the door was broken, Sigur did not rush in, but let the lewd man open the way in front.

"I ......" The lewd man showed a reluctant look on his face, but when he saw Sig's cold eyes, he was immediately frightened and shut up, and walked into the secret room strangely.

However, he had not taken a few steps before he stepped into the secret room when he was bitten off by the fleshy petals of a huge flower that suddenly appeared.

Sieg was taken aback, and secretly said that there was indeed a mechanism in this secret room.

He could see the appearance of the flower very clearly, it was a huge red flower. The petals are retractable and retractable, covered with dense spikes, and a yellow, foul-smelling putrid fluid.

At this moment, after the man-eating flower bit off the lewd man's head, the petals closed, and there was a wriggling, as if a creature was chewing.

After chewing for some distance, the cannibal turned into a white light and retracted back into a coin-sized badge.

Sigur blessed himself with scale, and walked in cautiously, full of vigilance.

There no seemed to be any danger in the room at the moment, and the badge was quietly placed on the table, and Sieg unceremoniously pocketed it. Occult items, each one is precious.

At this time, Sig can take a good look at this secret room. The room was cluttered with all sorts of bottles and jars.

Elsewhere in the room, there were all kinds of test-tube things, and near inside there was a desk, which was very clean, and on top of it was a book called "Psychics and Alchemy", written by Nissan Solomon.

"Blood Chemistry. Sieg was intrigued by this, and when he opened the book, he found it in a different language, a strange script he had never read. ‘

There are also many black letters in the blank spaces of the book, which seem to be notes made by someone.

Sieg frowned, he had never seen this kind of writing, and he couldn't understand it at all.

"I'll have the opportunity to ask someone later. "Sigso put it away first.

He swept around again, and came to the jar with the jar in front of it, and next to it hung a diary, which seemed to be used to record some kind of experimental data.

"On September 24th, the bloodline was purified, and 10 green-skinned slaves failed. ”

"On September 28, purify the bloodline, the firebird bloodline, and obtain 100 units of mottled impurities. ”

"On October 12th, the bloodline was purified, and 100 slaves of the Demon Slave Clan failed. ”

"On October 15, it was purified again, and 20 slaves of the Demon Slave Clan failed. ”

“......”

A large section of the notebook was full of bright red words about the failure of the experiment.

"It turns out that this thing is doing the same thing as me. Sieg was stunned. I also have a clear understanding of the so-called blood alchemy in my heart.

He picked up a well-sealed test tube, then thought about it, and immediately said, "Try purifying." ”

The auxiliary system can't directly purify the bloodline in the body of the fused flesh and blood, but fortunately, what is now in front of Sigur is a ready-made bottle of bloodline source that has been extracted.

After a moment's progress bar, Sieg found that there was not much blood left in the test tube in his hand, only a few drops of blood.

"Try to fuse. Sigur poured out the drops of blood and wiped them on his eyebrows.

After a while, the voice of the system rang in my ears: "Fusion failed." ”

"Forehead......" Sieg suddenly secretly said unlucky, but this bloodline fusion has a high probability of failure, and he is not angry, anyway, the bottles and cans here are full of the old man's refined blood, which is enough for him to squander.

According to the previous routine of purification and refusion, Sieg tried to fuse all the more than a dozen bottles in one go. After many failures, only three vials of fusion were successful.

"Inferior fire crow bloodline, talent spell: fireball technique. ”

"Inferior Dark Devil Bloodline, Talent Spell: Fear Shock. ”

"Inferior Firebird bloodline, talent spell: Flame Storm. ”

The three bloodlines each gave him two talent spells, among which the fireball spell could be ignored because it overlapped.

Today's data has changed again:

Name: Sig.

[Bloodline]: Fire Raven (mottled), Black Devil (mottled), Firebird (mottled), Resentful Demon (mottled), Red Blood Serpent (mottled).

【Level】Grade 0 Sorcerer (Beginner)

[Talent Spells]: Fear Shock, Flame Storm, Fireball Spell......

After Sig finished sweeping this place, he didn't stay any longer, and by the way, he released all the slaves in the long corridor, and then quietly left, hiding his merit and fame.

The live goods market is still bustling with people, with astronomical daily transactions, countless merchants and speculators mingling with it, and ragged slaves being kept together as living creatures.

Sieg wears a peaked cap and is pressed very low. While making his way through the bustling flow of people, Sieg suddenly stopped because he saw a familiar figure!

"It's him!" Sieg's eyes shrunk, and he saw in the distance a tall man in a cowboy hat standing outside the python cages, watching aimlessly.

This tall man was the one who died in the duel that day!

Sieg's storage bag was also snatched from him, and the resurrection of the dead at this moment made Sieg a little shocked.

"Sure enough, how could someone with so many occult items be an ordinary person. Sieg suddenly became interested, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he followed quietly.

The tall man didn't seem to be very interested, and simply wandered around, and suddenly left as if he had received some message.

Sieg followed him closely.

The man came out of the living market and came to a remote corner, where a man with a scarred face was waiting for him.

This scarred man, Sieg, knows and is a member of the Knife Society. He is fierce and likes to fight for his life in fights. I just don't know why I got involved with this tall man

"How?" asked the tall man, in a low voice.

"Your Majesty Moses, there is a clue. The scar man was actually very respectful to the tall man at this moment: "The storage bag is now in the hands of a slum brother and sister. ”