When Sig devoured the illusion, the space around him shattered in an instant. Shattered like glass into countless pieces.

When the space rippled like a ripple, it finally returned to its original state. After a moment of dizziness, Sieg found himself still standing next to the headless body of the train officer, surrounded by several conductors, but because of the lights out, their aimless gunfire caused great panic throughout the carriage.

Several stray bullets struck, and they were easily resisted by the bulletproof charm on Sig's body.

Taking advantage of this dark and chaotic moment, Sieg knocked down all the conductors and knocked them unconscious, and then left this side in the dark, returning to his carriage, anyway, he was almost at the royal capital at dawn.

At the same moment, in an underground secret room in the royal capital of the Black Castle, a man with a hood and a face engraved with countless vessel-like runes raised his head. He sat atop a large circle of blood, scepter in hand.

Several flaming pillars of fire in the underground chamber shook, and the man's gaze became vicious and sharp.

"The phantom demon who went out to collect souls is dead...... "That waste, if you die, you will die, but the energy used in this sacrifice ceremony may not be enough." ”

The man closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "I can feel that the person who killed the phantom demon is gradually approaching the royal capital. If you dare to sabotage my carefully prepared sacrifice ceremony, then I will have to sacrifice you!"

......

When Sig returned to his car, the lighting system was in place, and the car was bright again. The nervous people let go of the nervous mood they had been feeling.

"Are you back?" The gentleman man next to Sieg suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, you have actually advanced to the realm of intermediate apprentices!"

"Fluke. Sieg said modestly. He had already seen this change in strength from his data card.

The change in the purity of the bloodline directly promoted him from a junior apprentice to an intermediate apprentice, completing a metamorphosis.

The gentleman man immediately looked at Sig and said, "Who is your mentor, did you come out to practice alone?"

Sieg shook his head and said, "I said that I awakened the bloodline by accident, and I have no family and no mentor. ”

The gentleman man suddenly looked at him with a monster expression, and after a long time, his tone changed, walked to Sig's side, officially stretched out his hand, and smiled: "My name is Jon Lidman, from the Reidman family of magicians in the north. ”

In his eyes, since Sieg was able to break through to an intermediate apprentice, he was naturally qualified to get acquainted, after all, he was also an intermediate apprentice.

"The Reedman family?!" Sieg's eyes lit up, and he also reached out to hold his hand and said, "My name is Sieg Carroll, and I'm from Linton City in the east. ”

He had seen the Reedman family in the previous "Introduction to the Basics of Sorcerers", which is one of the few powerful sorcerer families in the Kingdom of Blackcastle with a first-level sorcerer.

The people of the Reidman family have the bloodline of the Eye of the Underworld. It is rumored that the Eye of the Underworld is a powerful tentacle creature in the necromantic realm with unpredictable abilities.

Sieg doesn't know anything about the occult world now, and now that the other party is interested in making friends, he is happy to talk.

"Mr. Sigger, have you destroyed the evil spirits in this carriage?" Jon simply sat down next to Sieg and talked earnestly.

"Yes. Sigurt didn't hide it, after all, there was nothing to hide: "It's an illusion, it's been annihilated." Also, just call me Seeger. ”

"Sig, I'm afraid you're in big trouble. Jon looked at him strangely.

"What do you mean?" asked Sigger. But he had already guessed something in his mind.

"That evil spirit is a sacrificial spirit belonging to the blood worship school, and this time it should be here to harvest souls for sacrifice. Jon smiled bitterly: "There must be a powerful sorcerer master behind that evil spirit, and if you kill someone's sacrificial spirit, the other party will not give up." ”

"So what. Sieg shook his head and said: "How does he know that I did it, not to mention that I arrived in the royal capital at dawn, and there is a vast sea of people, so what can he do with me." ”

The Phantom had threatened Sieg with this before he died, but Sieg himself didn't care.

"No, no, no. Jon shook his head and said, "I need to tell you one thing, these madmen of the Blood Worship School are all bigoted, and they are extremely vindictive, and they are very difficult to deal with after getting into trouble. What's more, the occult circle of the Black Castle Kingdom is actually very narrow, and you are afraid that sooner or later you will run into him. ”

"That's for later. Sieg shrugged.

Sieg himself has this game assistance system, and he only needs to keep looking for bloodline fusion and purification, and his strength will surpass the other party sooner or later.

"By the way, Jon, what are you talking about, the Bloodworship School, a occult organization?" Sieg had already heard the term from the other party more than once, and asked curiously.

There is very little mention of this in the "Introduction to the Basics of the Sorcerer".

"Not really. Anyway, Jon simply began to tell Sigurt about some of the secrets in the occult world today.

The Blood Worship School is not an organization, but a collective name for a group of mystical people who believe in the same cultivation method.

A magician, the greatest source of strength is the blood of his body. And bloodline is a thing that is innately decided, and it is difficult to change.

In other words, how far most sorcerers can go is actually determined from the moment they are born. This feeling that fate is already predestined will naturally cause dissatisfaction among many people.

Since ancient times, there have been groups of people who have begun to explore ways to improve or even replace bloodlines. They want to break the shackles of the bloodline and break through the original fate.

For this purpose, for millions of years, one after another talented magicians began to experiment and study it, and gradually gave rise to different kinds of schools.

Nowadays, the most common schools on the pan-continent are the natural school and the fetishistic school.

The people of the natural school worship that the root of all strength comes from nature, and the means of their cultivation are mainly to collect all kinds of innate medicinal materials, refine them into corresponding medicines, and improve their own bloodline.

Fetishism, on the other hand, believe that the root of their strength comes from their ancient ancestors, who would search for items related to their bloodline, and then carry them with them to receive radiation influences, and even try to forcibly merge them. Moka, the current legendary first-class sorcerer of the Kingdom of Blackcastle, is a fetishist scholar.

Moka was born into a family of sorcerers and had a mottled bloodline. It's just that he was surprisingly lucky, and he accidentally obtained a remnant core of a Fire Elemental Lord. He carried this remnant core with him, and under the radiation of the powerful fire element energy, it accumulated over time, and finally the bloodline underwent a qualitative change.

Moka successfully promoted to a first-level sorcerer ten years ago, and his bloodline has sharpened into the bloodline of the Fire Elemental Lord, becoming a legend in the occult world of the Kingdom of Blackcastle.

In addition to these two mainstream schools, there are hundreds of different types of schools on the mainland.

The blood worship school is one of the most cruel ones, and most of the people in this school are perverse and violent, and they do things by unscrupulous means. Their cultivation method is to hold all kinds of strange and cruel sacrifice rituals, and trade with the evil gods of different dimensional civilizations.

It is rumored that hundreds of years ago, in the central region of the continent, a strong man of the Blood Worship School once sacrificed an entire kingdom at one time through some strange ritual, thus breaking through the bottleneck and reaching the unprecedented fourth-level sorcerer realm.

To this day, the kingdom where the sacrifice was made in the middle of the continent is still a dead land, a paradise for ghosts and the undead.

In short, the so-called school is not a gang or an organization, but an ism, a means of cultivation.