Causing himself to lose a lot of blood and bring him to the brink of self-harm, Wren survived two days without danger. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It's a bit heavy. Feeling the heavier and heavier eyelids, Wren thought helplessly.

He held on to his spirit to keep himself from passing out - just a few more moments before the seal could be lifted.

Time passes.

The Horned Demon in the prison had regained his strength, and he glared at Wren with resentment.

If it weren't for Wren, he wouldn't have been able to suffer an unwarranted catastrophe and was almost killed by the Blood Fiend.

In the past two days, he has secretly observed for a long time, and he can find that the injuries on Wren's body are indeed very serious.

"If you continue like this, you will be killed by the blood demon sooner or later, so it is better to eat a big meal before you die. The Horned Demon's gaze grew greedy.

He lifted his leg and walked towards Wren step by step.

The other creatures in the prison cowered away, their faces faintly excited.

For them, such a good show is a rare entertainment in a miserable life.

The Horned Demon shuffled over to Wren with a composited stride, and he lowered his head to look into Wren's somewhat dazed eyes.

"Hmph, it turns out that I was about to play myself to death. The Horned Demon was disdainful.

There have been other creatures that have mutilated themselves in the past to avoid being sucked by the Blood Fiend, but none of them have ended well.

The Horned Demon leaned his head in front of Wren and sneered, "I'll send you on your way, little darling." ”

He opened his mouth suddenly, baring his sharp teeth.

The cold glint on those teeth was sharper than the sharp blade of a knife!

A low cry came from all around.

The horned demon's eyes were glowing red, and at the moment when he was about to bite Wren, an imperceptible "click" sound came from Wren's body.

Rumble!

A surging force suddenly knocked the greedy horned demon into the air, and his body slammed against the wall again.

The terrifying spiritual fluctuations were transmitted, causing the sewage around Wren to disperse, forming a vacuum.

The surging water knocked several other creatures down, and their eyes widened in horror as they looked at Wren as he slowly got to his feet.

There was a shrill cry from outside the cell, and chaos spread from the guarded blood demons.

The seal has finally been lifted!

The familiar power poured into his body, making Wren's dizzy brain clear in an instant.

He chanted a spell and unleashed a healing spell, a burst of cyan light flashing as the wound on his chest healed rapidly.

This scene shocked the horned demon who had just gotten up, and he shouted in a trembling voice, "Witch...... Wizard!"

Wren narrowed his eyes, feeling the surging power that filled his body, and there was an indescribable sense of comfort.

He sank into the body of consciousness, stepping into the slowly dispersing cloud.

After a month of patience, this inheritance illusion was finally unraveled.

As soon as Wren stepped inside, he saw an illusory human face appear in front of him.

This white smoky human face has only one huge mouth, which is very special.

It is the projection of Girouram's thoughts, the core of the inheritance of the illusion.

"Looks like you've made it, little one. The mouth on the face opened and closed.

Wren pursed his lips.

"Maybe you feel these things these days," Girouram's projection said, "a wizard who loses his power will become unable to move an inch, and it is your wisdom that will keep you through all kinds of crises." ”

"No matter how you get through, you can feel it, only wisdom is what sets wizards apart from other creatures, and only it can lead you to strength. ”

"So, what I'm going to teach you this time is how a wizard is really powerful......"

Under Wren's puzzled gaze, the illusory human face turned into a white light and sprinkled into Wren's sea of consciousness, and some mysterious information entered Wren's brain.

Wren opened his eyes, a strange look on his face.

"That's ...... so"

Wren didn't know how to express his feelings.

The legacy that Girourum left him is precious, but it's also very frustrating. What it taught to Wren was a special method of strengthening, meditation.

Meditation can only be used by law wizards who are aware of the laws of the world, and they can use it to feel the energy that is free of air and absorb it to strengthen themselves.

Ordinary wizards can also use it, but if they fail to perceive the law, they need to use meditation stones to achieve this.

The Meditation Stone is a special consumable item that is hard to find in the Wizarding Continent.

And on the Dragon Continent, Wren has never heard of such a thing.

"Is it really like that guy said, to improve wisdom through meditation?" Wren smiled helplessly.

Girouram's thoughts, he couldn't understand.

However, this month's experience of ordinary people did make him feel a lot.

While Wren was thinking about this, there was a loud noise.

He glanced at the surrounding Blood Demons, and finally fixed his gaze on the Horned Demon who wanted to do something to him.

The horned demon cowered in the corner in fear, and his heart was about to die of chagrin.

When he came into contact with Wren's gaze, his body couldn't help but tremble.

But reality didn't give him any luck, and a dark fireball flew in, which made him confused in an instant.

The Bloodfiends subconsciously took a few steps back, looking at Wren in horror.

Nunuda held a long sword in her hand, and her legs trembled.

Just now he felt the fleeting power, and he felt a strong threat from it.

"He must be a Blood Crystal wizard. There was irrepressible fear on Nunuda's hideous face, and there was deep remorse.

He secretly hated this human sorcerer, why did he disguise himself as an ordinary person and be captured by himself.

Thinking of the various practices in the past, he had a strong sense of fear.

If he hadn't known that he would face an even more terrible punishment if he had escaped, he would never have bothered to be here.

"Lord Leicester is here!"

I don't know which blood demon shouted, and in an instant, those tense blood demons relaxed.

Nunuda wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and looked in awe at the tall figure who gathered her wings and slowly fell from the sky.

This handsome man in a black cloak and dark eyes was none other than Lester, the Blood Demon Lord.

In appearance, he is not much different from ordinary people, and is even much more handsome than ordinary human men. But Wren could see through his disguise at a glance, and his hideous face was exposed in Wren's field of vision.

The Bloodfiend is an ugly creature that yearns for beauty. Wren suddenly thought of this sentence.

His undisguised look of disdain made Lester's expression even more sinister, but Lester didn't do it immediately, he always felt that Wren was somewhat familiar.

Lester's silence silenced the entire dungeon.

In the midst of this silence, a "cooing" sound suddenly sounded.

The Bloodseekers reflexively backed away, leaving Lester alone at the front.

Wren touched his stomach in embarrassment and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't eaten for a few days, my body's natural reaction." ”

Leicester was so angry at the cowardice of his men that he almost scolded his mother.

But before he could speak, he heard Wren's suddenly cold voice: "Tell me where Lilith is, I can make your death easier." (To be continued.) )