After leaving the training room, Hannah hurried to her room. Rampage along the way. Seeing that her face was not good, the other people in the stronghold did not dare to greet her.

As soon as he entered the room, he immediately locked the door, walked to the bedside table, and took out a very delicately carved blood-colored bat badge from the drawer on the second layer of the bedside table. Hannah held the badge in her right hand and whispered the incantation in her mouth: "Inde amo Uet amorem alo. Thence I Ywill AovS Lnd Kherish AovS。

When the spell ends, a red light glows from the badge that casts a curtain of light on the wall.

From the light curtain, an old man with white hair and white beard appeared, and he said to Hannah, "Hannah, what are you looking for me? Could it be that something is going on with Master Osborne?"

It seemed that Hannah had great respect for the old man, she held the badge in both hands, half-knelt and bowed her head respectfully, and said, "I'm very sorry General Sain, but I took the liberty of disturbing you this time, and it has nothing to do with Teacher Osborne. This time it's because I found a very good seedling. It's been less than a year since he was first embraced, and he can already tie with me without using his power, and I've never seen such a gifted newborn. But... He has been accepted as a disciple by Master Osborne. You know, Mr. Osborne's new disciples are here to study ······"

··········

At the same time, Dylan, who was standing in the training room, also regained his strength. He sat up silently from the ground, quietly thinking about what he had gained during this time. Every time he did anything, before and after the action, he had to think about it carefully, which was a habit he had maintained since his previous life.

Judging by the results of recent battles, combat experience and physical fitness can be resolved. However, the blood energy and the power of the blood clan are a dead knot, with my current strength, with the baron-level blood clan's full combat power, I can't even delay the time.

The difference between each level of the Bloodline is too great, judging by the current progress. It will take about 5 years to be promoted to the rank of Blood Baron, it will take more than 3 years for the Dark Mage to be promoted, and it will take 100 years to reach the Viscount sooner, and after 100 years, I'm afraid I will even forget what Vincent and Gust look like.

Mother, what kind of revenge is there, I feel depressed when I think about it.

After less than two minutes of depression, Dylan calmed down.

Dylan stood up and stretched, slapped his face with his hands to sober himself up, and then said in his head: "Butler, how is the research of dragon blood going now." ”

Ding, "White Dragon blood samples were studied to give the following results. Evil dragon breed white dragon, ice attribute physique, age between 400 and 700, physique ······"

"Alright. Dylan interrupted impatiently, "Just tell me what will happen to me by absorbing dragon blood now." ”

Ding, "White Dragon blood samples were studied to give the following results. Dragon's blood is extremely corrosive, compared to the host's blood sample, 20% of the blood mutation may occur, 60% of the blood is likely to be perfectly fused, and the remaining 120% may not be speculated for the time being, so it is strongly recommended that the host undergo comprehensive genetic testing. Purchased a PCR GP ······"

Nonsense, if there are these equipment conditions, I will still use your unreliable chip.

Dylan lay back on the ground, looking at the ceiling of the training room with his limbs wide open, quietly thinking. After a long time, he muttered to himself, "Since there is a sixty percent chance of perfect fusion, let's try it." Even if something happens, as long as you don't die on the spot, Osborne, an old man, shouldn't give up on me easily, I don't have the patience to wait for you for a hundred years. ”

After thinking about it, Dylan was in a good mood, got up and patted his clothes and walked out of the training room, walking towards Osborne's research room.

Along the way, Dylan greeted the people in the colony with a grin, as if he didn't look at the wounds on his face, as if he had just experienced something good.

I came to the door of the laboratory and pushed the door directly. When passing by the test bench, he took a glassware in his hand, came to the sleeping white dragon, and carefully searched for it on the white dragon.

Oh!

Soon, Dylan found a wound on the white dragon that had just healed, and with a flick of his fingers, sharp nails ran down the wound. The wound that had already healed was torn again, and milky white dragon blood with a strong fishy smell continued to emerge.

Dylan immediately brought the glassware to the wound, and when he was halfway through, the wound healed again. Dylan did the same as the last wound, and twenty minutes later, Dylan left the lab with a lot of dragon blood, humming all the way to his room.

This time it's really a full load!

Back in the room, Dylan couldn't wait to strip himself naked. Then he took out a thin knife, and the blade was scattered under the light, and you could see how sharp the knife was.

Dylan took the knife and cut it on himself without hesitation, cutting the lines on his body little by little, and then, smearing the dragon's blood on the lines. From the chest to the abdomen, from the front of the chest to the back, by the time everything is cut, the wound has healed.

There is still half a jar of dragon's blood left in the jar.

Looking at the time, it's already half of the night. Tossing the jar aside, Dylan crossed his knees and began to prepare for today's meditation.

Whew··· Suck ··· Whew··· The divine power swirled wildly in his mind, and the dark elemental swarmed towards Dylan, and when it passed through Dylan's body, the dark elemental met with the dragon's blood under the skin, and gradually produced a wonderful reaction. The dragon's blood, which had been at rest, seemed to be rejuvenated, flowing along the lines that Dylan had just cut.

A trace of cold qi erupted from the dragon's blood, combining the dark element and spiritual power, and with the thin blood energy in Dylan's body, they were slowly approaching, like a river about to flow in the sea. The speed was getting faster and faster, and the blood energy and the dragon's blood suddenly collided. From the dragon's blood, a huge cold aura instantly spread throughout Dylan's body, as a bloodline of cold-blooded creatures, Dylan had no ability to resist this cold qi at all.

Within ten minutes of contact, Dylan's body began to freeze and stiffen. Dragon's blood eroded Dylan's body, and it could travel from skin to bones and finally to internal organs.

Just as the dragon's blood was spreading to his heart, suddenly a "bang" exploded in Dylan's spirit, and the dragon's blood and the blood left by Vincent could be together, as if there had been a big explosion. Two different energies represent two races, but it is clear that it is impossible to defeat Vincent's essence blood with only half a pot of dragon blood.

The war between the dragons and the bloods ended with the victory of the bloods, and Dylan fell asleep.