After nearly three days of sitting at home and in the cemetery, Renard slowly recovered. www.biquge.info The nurturing grace and guilt of this life, as well as resentment, have always enveloped him. If I hadn't been sealed by my feelings, if I had realized it before, maybe it wouldn't have happened. It took several days to untie the knot in his heart, and it was only when Renard finally did it that he thought about this: the people buried in this cemetery were basically military officers and nobles.

After Renard thought of this, he directly infused almost all of his spiritual power in the cemetery, and used the soul absorbing spell transformed by the Book of Death for the first time, in the dream a few days ago, he had already practiced this spell well, this spell was much freer than before the transformation, and he could control the range and absorption strength to a certain extent.

Renard's soul sucking deliberately avoided his parents' graves this time, and shrouded almost all the graves within a hundred meters of the surrounding area, and tried to reduce the intensity of the sucking as much as possible, so as not to provoke the troublesome souls like he did in his dream. Driven by the desire to take revenge on the Green family, he can be said to be doing his best this time, in this cemetery that he has never entered before, to break through!

Renard closed his eyes, his spiritual power was like tentacles, and together with this spell of his, it covered the tomb within a radius of several hundred meters. When he used to use this spell with the Book of Death as a medium, and his cultivation was far worse than now, but now he can break through to become a full-fledged mage immediately, and this spell is used by himself, and he clearly feels that one soul after another has been "hooked" out of the grave, no, it shouldn't be said to be a soul, it should be said to be a spirit.

Renard has seen in the book that some human souls come to the kingdom of the God of Truth after death to become a conjugator, or are attracted to hell to become demons, every soul after losing the body, still retains the ability to think under the spirit body and their own beliefs, but these that Renard absorbed, obviously have no self-awareness, just like a corpse with Renard's spiritual power tentacles flew out of his body, in the air by Renard's spiritual power to disperse, and then turned into pure spiritual power and flew into his own brain domain, each rush of spiritual power will make the brain domain bigger and stronger。

After smashing I don't know how many spirits with my own hands, so that this piece no longer absorbs value, Renard opened his eyes, before he came, he had almost no sleep in the past few days, and his eyes were full of bloodshots, and now the bloodshot has become a little stronger, but as the brain domain expands step by step, Renard feels extremely awake, and even a little excited.

Not enough, not enough, it is a little worse than a breakthrough, even if he has the Hundred Folds meditation method given to him by the Book of Death, he will definitely not be able to be promoted to a full-fledged mage before the start of school, and Renard has a vague hunch that the sooner he breaks through, the sooner he will be able to get some opportunities to cultivate. And if it can't be broken through by the time the school starts, then the consequences will be very tragic.

Renard pretended to be an ordinary person who worshiped the cemetery, and almost circled the entire cemetery, and absorbed it five or six times, but the expected breakthrough still did not come, and when he absorbed it for the last time, the spiritual power had not been strengthened and expanded in the brain domain, and he could feel that the excess spiritual power had formed a shining crystal nucleus in a corner of the brain domain, waiting to come in handy. He understood that his cultivation had reached a bottleneck, so he stopped absorbing souls everywhere.

By this time, it was already getting a little dark, and Renard spent the whole day draining souls, and after breakfast, the water and rice did not eat. Fortunately, he had already prepared, he took out the dry food and water he had prepared, and filled his stomach, he planned not to leave the cemetery tonight. Anyway, with such a large cemetery, there are very few people who inspect it every day, and he himself is a guest who bought the cemetery here, not a tomb robber, and it is nothing if he is caught.

He found a corner and entered a meditative state, in his spiritual consciousness, his brain domain close to breaking through was already very close to a temple, but everything in the hall still seemed hazy. The imprint of the God of Truth sparkled in his mind.

He had read the books in the library and knew that if he followed the orthodox path, at this time, as a light mage, he only needed to use his spirit to connect with the seal of the God of Truth in the temple, guide the power of the God of Truth to penetrate, and transform his spiritual world, and the last step could be completed. But after what happened the other day, Renard didn't want to go down this path anyway.

Reynard searched carefully in his spiritual world, and finally found a small anomaly in the place where the Book of Death last appeared, although it only looked like ripples in the water, and there was nothing but a little anomaly, but he knew that the Book of Death was hidden inside. His spirit approached the anomaly, and then, as if talking to himself, sent a signal to the neighborhood: "I am about to break through, but the soul draining has lost its effect. I don't want to communicate the seal of the God of Truth, what's my last step?"

There was no movement, Renard sighed, and left the meditation, planning to ignore the thirty-seven twenty-one, and absorb the soul here first. But Renard suddenly had a vague feeling in his heart, he carefully sensed his side, and found that there was a little more black qi at the mud pill palace above his head.

Combined with the experience of seeing the Book of Death several times, Renard understood that this was the help of the Book of Death, so he followed this vague sense and walked to the center of the cemetery step by step. The people buried in the center of the cemetery are all relatively powerful characters, either with a high status and outstanding deeds during their lifetimes, or with a middle-level mage and a great knight or above. This was supposed to be the last place Renard intended to enter.

Following his vague premonition, Renard slowly walked to a grave that was larger than the others. The tomb has a very pronounced ecclesiastical style, and he looked at the tombstone: "Tomb of Archbishop Isabavir." Brother, we do not grieve for your passing, for your word will be practiced forever by your brothers and sisters, and your soul will enjoy eternal peace in the kingdom of God. ”

This Archbishop of Isabavier, Renard, had heard of an archbishop who had been active nearly fifty years ago and was close to the aristocracy, and he also achieved the status of Archbishop because of the support of the nobles. Later, he retired for health reasons, died twenty years later, and it has been decades since he died. Renard closed his eyes and felt slightly, and found that there was indeed a powerful spirit in this tomb.

Renard showed a mocking smile: "It seems that the church is not good, and even let a false believer become the archbishop of the imperial capital region!" If this Bishop Isabavil was a true believer, his soul should have entered the kingdom of the God of Truth as a prayer for the merger. But these all ended up cheapening Renard. Renard regained all his spiritual power and prepared to absorb the spirit of Bishop Isabavir with peace of mind.

But as soon as he had just absorbed Bishop Isabavel's spirit, he felt that something was wrong: the spirit was actually resisting his absorption! Renard was about to interrupt the absorption to study the reason, but Bishop Isabavel's spirit had already lit up rapidly, which reminded Renard of the priests he had seen in his prayer dream, but Bishop Isabavel's spirit only lit his head, and the rest of the place was still the same gloomy.

In Reynard's mental induction, Bishop Isabavel slowly opened his eyes, and he immediately "saw" Reynard's soul. Bishop Isabavel's eyes were very hollow at this time, as if he had dementia. He stared at Renard for a moment before he sent a mental signal: "You...... Who is it, who am I?" Renard quietly breathed a sigh of relief, if Isabavir was completely awake, then he would be in big trouble, he didn't know what the God of Truth thought of his ability to drain souls.

Renard also replied with a spiritual signal: "Lord Bishop, I am a student of Pastor Durga. He tried to get Isabavir to let his guard down through the church, but after he said that, Isabavir remained the same sluggish, and stayed for a few seconds before continuing to signal: "You, you are whole." I, who ate you, can also be made whole. ”

Renard hurriedly let his spirit retreat, but it was too late, Isabavir's soul suddenly emitted a strong fluctuation that belonged to a mid-level mage, and this fluctuation alone could increase the delay of each movement of Renard by three seconds, which was a suppression belonging to the rank, which was almost insoluble to it.

He watched Isabavir's head rise, his mouth opened, opening wider and wider, and soon surpassed the limits of a human being, and there were rows of dense teeth growing out of it, and his original human face was distorted into an indescribable appearance, and the rest of his body was also changing, turning into a cylindrical shape, similar to the lamprey that Renard had seen in his previous life, and then pounced on Renard.

Just now, when Isabavir's soul began to lose its last sanity and was transformed by the Devouring Instinct Master, Renard began to cast spells, and although the cost of casting spells in a mental state was much higher, the effect was much better. In this case, casting spells will hurt his soul, and with a burst of intense pain, Renard extracted a retributive energy from his soul and hit Bishop Isabavil who turned into a lamprey, but fortunately in this state, Isabavil has lost all spellcasting ability, and the divine damage will be much higher.

Isabavil was beaten and rolled on the ground, sending out threatening and meaningless mental signals, and he had completely lost his mind. And the pressure brought by the soul of the mid-level mage also disappeared at this time. Renard struck another punishing blow, and the glow of Isabavir's soul spread out and finally dimmed. Then the spirits that had turned into lampreys began to slowly change back to Isabavel's form.

Renard opened his eyes and slowed down for a few minutes before he re-used the soul draining spell, this time he was not resisted, and Isabavir's spirit body was shattered by Renard's spiritual power, and turned into spiritual power into Renard's brain domain. Unlike before, what was left of Isabavir's consciousness flew into the hazy walls of the temple, making them clear.

With the moment of complete condensation, everything in the hall of spiritual power became clear, and the light element that originally filled the hall became smaller and purer, as if the spatial rules in the hall had changed. The crystallization of the spiritual power stored just now spread out by itself, and began to slowly expand the brain domain hall, and Renard knew that he had been promoted to a full-fledged mage.

According to the books in the library, when everyone breaks through, they will receive a new official mage-level spell that the world feeds back to them, and sometimes this official spell will not be recorded. Renard waited quietly, and soon the spell came to mind. After Renard realized it carefully, his face was a little strange: Cthulhu Mutation can temporarily transform a target into a monster in the world of Cthulhu.

He remembered Isabavir's appearance just now, and remembered his last reinforcement of the Brain Domain Temple, and he sighed, it seemed that he had lost the gift of this world. He slowly stood up, ready to leave, but he felt that the speed of the light elements that had been gathering frantically on his body just now was getting faster and faster, to the point that his body was a little unbearable.

This is also the sequelae caused by him absorbing too much spiritual power in one day and making the hall too vacant, Renard knows that at this time he is likely to be "brushed" to death by the elements, and there was once a genius fire mage who got this treatment.

Renard panicked for a moment and calmed down, he remembered that the angel in mythology was a pure body of light, and remembered that in order to hide the angel transformation that he hadn't used for a long time, he closed his eyes and swiped the spell runes of the angel transformation in his mind.

He felt his physique changing rapidly, and an endless amount of holy light flashed from his body, but it didn't emit out, just condensed into two pairs of translucent light wings behind his back, which were still a pair when he activated during his apprenticeship last time. The elemental burning sensation disappeared, and the brain domain hall was filled quickly, and Renard, who had relaxed, only found that the pair of light wings had condensed a lot.

Renard tried to flap the wings of light, his body was a little off the ground, he was happy in his heart, he seemed to have the ability to fly, but a stronger sense of powerlessness came, Renard hurriedly landed, he estimated his physical strength, and found that he could fly more than ten meters at a time, and his physical strength was about to be exhausted. It seems that there is still a long way to go......

At this time, the mutation regenerated, he felt that the angel transformation began to burn his soul, and a strong pain came to him, and he immediately released his angel transformation, and then the pain slowly eased. Then he heard a cold thought in his mind: "Relying on necromancy to break through, you still want to use the power of the God of Truth so confidently?

Renard was surprised for a moment, but immediately understood: "Are you the Book of Death? can you speak?" The thought came again: "Always, only now you can hear me!" Renard nodded, although he knew that the Book of Death could not see: "Okay." Looks like I can't use angel transformation anymore. The Book of Death snorted coldly: "Who said it can't? The God of Truth of this world has stolen some authority, so that the body chasing the Holy Light cannot have a dark heart, won't you get around?"

"How do you get around?" Renard didn't bother to complain that the Book of Death had even forgotten his strength, and his thoughts this time were a little respectful. The mind of the Book of Death this time is very simple: "Meditate now." It's time to get paid for helping me collect information when you break through this time!"

Renard sat down again as he was told, and entered meditation, his consciousness appeared in the temple of the brain domain that had changed a lot, and he almost didn't know it, this hall looked like a church in a church, but where the three statues of the God of Truth should have been placed, the two on either side were replaced by giant lampreys that were one person high, and they all opened their mouths to themselves, revealing their fangs.

The middle one became a slowly rotating Book of Death shrouded in a cloud of black mist. Renard frowned at the two lamprey statues, but didn't bother to bother with the details. Then the Book of Death flew out and flew in front of him, still turning the first page, this time there were two more formations on the first page, and they were all flat.

The mind of the Book of Death became a real voice in the temple, and the voice was so gloomy that it was inaudible to the men and women: "Write it down." One is my modified angel transformation, which can only be activated with the soul, and after activation, it can be promoted to the same rank as the angel, but because it bypasses the authority of the God of Truth, it may change a little. The other is the meditation method of cultivating the soul, your soul is too weak, I was almost swallowed by that lamprey today, I don't want you to die so quickly!"

Renard asked, "Who the hell are you?, and why did you let me come into this world?" The Book of Death replied, "I can swear by my soul that I have no ill will towards you, and that I want to save you and myself." But I can't tell you, or it will be doomed for all of us. ”

Renard's soul instinct told him that the Book of Death wasn't lying, but that he had seen the Book of Death's ability to create premonitions, and he didn't fully trust his hunches. He looked at the two formations very calmly and in surprise, he was surprised because the soul was considered impossible to cultivate in this world, and calm because he had long known that the Book of Death was very special.

He silently wrote it down, and then returned to the real world, and crossed the formation of the angel transformation modified by the Book of Death in his mind, this time he didn't feel the elemental fluctuations like the spell he had launched before, he was wondering whether the Book of Death had not been changed or he was mistaken, suddenly he felt that his soul had turned into a whirlpool, frantically attracting an element that his body could not feel, and after waiting for a few seconds, a half-black and half-white light shone on Renard's body, and two pairs of wings stretched out behind Renard again, the inside of the wings was still pure white, but the outer layer became pitch black！

He could feel that the biggest difference between this transformation and the last angel transformation was that the wings were stretched out from his soul this time, except for the color. The soul and body coincide completely, so it looks like there is no difference, only Renard himself can feel it.

At this point, Renard felt a new element around him very clearly: the shadow element. Although this element was the first time he had come into contact with it, humans had already studied it a lot, and it was an elemental category unique to demonic mages in the lower planes, and Renard recognized it immediately. With the completion of this transformation, the white light on his body became more pure, and the pitch-black edges became more and more pitch-black.

Both the body and the soul have gained a strange sense of comfort. Renard entered meditation in the transformed state, and he felt that his body was like the pure body of light that the angel had transformed just now, and it was even more pure. And what I saw in my meditative state, the appearance of my soul that was no different from normal, had turned into a cloud of darkness, like a pure shadow!