Chapter 112: Masters Passing on Skills?
The phantom of Dro grew fainter and darker, and soon became as transparent as air, but the brilliant drop of source blood in the heart became brighter and brighter. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The phantom could no longer see his facial features, and Delo's voice came directly from the source blood, "Miss Lilucis, please use the blood energy, the process of absorption will be a little painful, you must endure it." β
Lilusis seemed to be a little uneasy, and there was a momentary hesitation at this critical juncture, but the temptation of strength and trust in Wang Zhen finally made her make a decision, and the girl's upper teeth bit her lip tightly, "I'm ready, come on!"
I didn't see any movement from the phantom of Droz, and the drop of source blood had already branched out a long red thread, like a swimming snake winding towards Lilucis, and after a few circles, it seemed to confirm the breakthrough point, and plunged into the vein of the right hand.
As soon as the blood line entered the body, a strong red glow immediately emitted from under Lilucis's skin, and the tiny blood vessels in her right arm bulged up until they reached the size of an earthworm, twisting wantonly under the skin that was about to be pierced, sending waves of heart-wrenching touches into Lilucis's brain.
"Uh...... Ahhhh "Rao is Lilusis prepared, or is her whole body arched by the violent force, and her whole spine is trembling involuntarily, eager to cut off the nerve that transmits the pain herselfβin fact, she has used blood to cut her nerves, but still can't dispel the extreme torture, and the power brought by the source blood seems to directly cause pain on the mental level.
"In the strange novels of the previous life, those protagonists had to toss for a long time after swallowing the snake gall of Zhuguo, and finally passed out in pain before they could gain strength. Looking at the painful Lilucis, Wang Zhen couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, the ghost knows what he will go through.
"Small pot, a cup of sedative, and double painkillers. Wang Zhen instructed the floating coffee pot on the tray.
"Please pay a double tip!" is a coffee pot known as a small pot to mark the above text in the air with a thick black liquid.
β......β
Wang Zhen fully felt what it means to be self-inflicted and not to live.
"I'm your boss, and the tips you collect will be handed over to me in the end!"
The small pot drew out the handwriting again, but the few words were concise to the extreme-"Hehe." β
For a moment, Wang Zhen seemed to feel that behind these two words, there was a mixture of many complex emotions such as contempt, indifference, contempt, and squint.
Forcibly pressing the urge to smash the small pot with a punch, Wang Zhen took out two silver coins painfully and threw them on the tray, "I also have to give a free coffee refill." β
"Deal!"
The undisciplined levitating coffee pot spun around in the air for a few moments, and soon poured out a cup of eerily bubbling pale green liquid.
Wang Zhen turned his head to look at Lilusis again, and gave her an apologetic expression, then reached out and took the cup and drank it all, "Damn, you must not store the spare medicine in this undisciplined dimensional pot in the future." β
Ten minutes later, as the source blood slowly shrank, perhaps no longer so painful, Lilucisis finally slowly calmed down, of course, it could also be because she was used to it!
Looking at the girl sitting cross-legged, Wang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.
I always feel that compared with the crazy tempering of oneself to improve one's strength, this shortcut seems to be more painful, could it be that this is the legendary standing and talking without back pain?
"Lord Wang Zhen, it's your turn!"
Hearing this, Wang Zhen "shook the tiger's body", his hands clenched violently and then slowly let go, the tiger's eyes revealed a resolute breath, and he put the crumpled tin coffee cup back on the tray.
"Ahem, you tap. β
"Your will!"
I saw that the source blood, which had shrunk by nearly two-thirds, suddenly split, and a very small fragment drove the phantom to slam into Wang Zhen's body.
"Uh...... It doesn't seem to feel anything. Wang Zhen raised his hands and touched the chest where the phantom pounced, and there was nothing unusual at all, "Could it be that my resistance to spiritual transmission is too high?
A pinprick of pain pierced from every fold of the cerebral cortex, and the boy instantly turned into a rolling gourd, lying down on the hovering sofa with his head in his hands.
Thanks to the fact that he still retained a glimmer of consciousness and knew that he was in mid-air, he didn't tumble off the couch.
Although it won't hurt if you roll down, the high-pressure atmosphere of hanging high in the clouds and sitting and talking about it is gone, isn't it?
It's just that there is only a girl in the air who is so painful that her lips tremble, and a young man who is holding her head and howling, and the force is gone.
Half an hour of the ghost crying wolf passed quickly.
The phantom of Droz left a sentence of "take care", and then dissipated leisurely, and Wang Zhen Lilusis leaned weakly in the sofa, not even having the strength to speak.
In the middle of the night, Lilusis was the first to recover.
"Xiao Zhen, you have just been transformed into a blood clan for a day, and you can return to a human race, and you were originally going to recover after killing Shi Liluota, but with Dro's source blood, I can now reverse your bloodline and restore it to a human again!" The girl's eyes were full of excitement.
"Hmm, haven't you absorbed all of Delo's source blood?" Wang Zhen seemed to be a little mentally weak, and he was powerless.
Lilusis seemed reluctant to admit Dero's strength, and said awkwardly: "He is a master-level saint, where did I absorb it, and a small half is stored in my body, just for sacrifice." β
"Can other blood clans return to the human race through this method?" Wang Zhen was a little curious.
"What are you kidding, the pure-blood race and the human race are two different races, how can there be any return, only the human blood servant who has been converted for less than three days can sacrifice himself through the master, reverse the bloodline, and then cut off the trace of connection in the underworld, in order to restore his original appearance. β
"Then you were going to sacrifice yourself?" Wang Zhen instantly grasped the key point.
"Uh......" Lilucisis was stunned for a moment, and then two patches of crimson flushed on her cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye, "You contributed blood to save me, of course I-"
"I gave my blood to get the power of revenge, Xiaolu, don't feel that you owe me. When Wang Zhen said this, he suddenly showed a narrow smile, "Besides, don't you take your life for your friends for granted, Xiaolu, what are you blindly moved." β
Lilusis didn't have the desire to complain, she glanced at Wang Zhen meaningfully, slowly stretched out her hands, and said in imitation of Dero's tone, "Lord Wang Zhen, please use the magic power, the process of reversal will be a little painful, you must endure it!"
"Don't !!" Wang Zhen instantly jumped up from the sofa, "That kind of pain that hurts so much that it breaks your nerves! I, I think it's not bad to be a blood clan with a lifespan longer than a turtle, you don't have to change back at all, doesn't it mean that the blood clan still has its own charm aura?"
"Enlightenment, Lord Wang Zhen!"
"Don'tβ"
That moment
The boy remembered the long-lost, noisy wind.