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He never felt that relying on the strange tree to devour the fragments of demon consciousness could really make him fearless of demons. On the contrary, by reading the texts, he knew how terrible those cunning demons really were.

If a demon enters his sea of consciousness in a projection, all his secrets will be exposed at that time. After all, the demonic projection is not a fragment of thought, it is connected to the essence, and everything that happens is perceived by the essence.

Among those wizards who believe in demons, he is likely to be discovered by demons......

Therefore, the blood mist swept across the continent, breaking the seal, and allowing the demon gods to descend, which was definitely not what Wren wanted.

"You have to speed up and improve your strength. Wren stared steadfastly.

He stayed outside longer and longer every day, and his strength improved faster and faster.

In the process, Wren finally stretched out his claws to those huge mushrooms that were twenty or thirty meters tall.

Click!

The mushroom shattered, and Wren picked up the silver magic core the size of a baby's head, and his figure faded away.

Above the dried mushroom, a fresh breeze blew, and a passing bird blinked hesitantly, as if something was passing by.

Passing in front of it was naturally Wren.

This is the effect of his use of two sorcery spells, Breeze and Invisibility.

These two witchcraft are not of high level and have special utility.

Breeze can replace Flaming Wings, allowing Wren to fly more freely in the air with minimal loss of mental energy.

Invisibility is the use of witchcraft to create a mirror image around the body that is consistent with the surrounding environment, and it looks like it is invisible to the naked eye.

It is impossible for an ordinary wizard to use two types of sorcery at the same time, and it is very likely that the sorcery model will collapse and be counterattacked. But for Ren, who had already mastered his spiritual power to near perfection, it was not that difficult.

Moments later, Wren appeared outside the mushroom forest.

After noticing that there was no one nearby, he carefully absorbed the magic core.

The refreshing feeling of absorbing the demon core made Wren can't help but let out a low hum.

A huge amount of energy poured into his consciousness body, making him feel that his previous actions were really stingy.

"Sure enough, how bold and prolific people are. Wren narrowed his eyes slightly.

Glancing greedily at the endless mushroom forest, Wren sped away.

From then on, Wren hit his mind on the ninth-order demon core that he had been deliberately avoiding before.

He was careful in every move, and because the Beast Alliance was busy dealing with changes in the outside world, he was lax in guarding the mushroom forest, so he was never discovered.

This emboldened Wren.

His appetite began to be no longer satisfied with those ninth-order demon cores, and he would take a few eighth-order demon cores with him every time.

A month flies.

Wren's strength was only a thin line away from the ninth order.

When he spared with the python named Wanbith, he began to gather his strength so as not to be noticed by the other party.

No matter who it is, it is impossible not to attract the attention of others if his strength can skyrocket in such a short period of time, so Wren tries to keep a low profile.

Andrew and Johnny looked at Wren with even more strange eyes.

They vaguely guessed that Wren should have found the location of the Beast Alliance's Valhalla, but they were surprised how Wren could succeed so easily.

In any case, the hearts of the two were happy.

With the opportunity of Wren's strength skyrocketing, they have received great benefits from the demon seed, and the strength of both of them has now reached the seventh order.

Such a power, even in the Beast Alliance, is no longer underestimated.

"Wait until tomorrow to steal another ninth-order demon core, so that my strength can be promoted, and then you can stop. Wren sat cross-legged in the cave, his eyes open.

During this period of time, he had frantically stolen sixty ninth-order demon cores, plus dozens of seventh- and eighth-order demon cores, traces of which could already be seen in the mushroom forest.

No matter what, all he stole was a high-level demon core, and the vacant position was very likely to be discovered under the observation of those who cared about it.

Presumably, the high-level leaders of the Beast Alliance thought that using the mushroom forest to store the deceased demon core was very secretive and safe, and they did not arrange a guardian force, so they let Wren get it so easily.

While Wren was planning this, the wolf king Acais was full of anger.

It stood in the mushroom forest with the three-headed Howling Moon Demon Wolf, staring at the mushroom remnants in front of it that had not completely disappeared.

If Wren was here, he would have found that the mushroom was the one he had taken out of the ninth-order demon core before.

"Wiped all traces clean, it's good!" said Akaith with a grim face, gritting his teeth.

The bodies of the three Howling Moon Demon Wolves trembled slightly, and they all heard the coldness in the leader's words.

They were also very angry in their hearts, as the guardians of the Beast Alliance, they were instead stolen from their predecessors' magic cores, and there were sixty ninth-order magic cores, which made it difficult for them to bear.

What made them most angry was that this was the burial place of an outstanding ancestor of their Howling Moon Demon Wolf Clan, the only one who had reached the ninth rank in a hundred years of powerful wolf kings.

A Howling Moon Demon Wolf lay on the ground and sniffed, then raised his head and said, "My lord, there is the breath of that Flying White Tiger and Black Flame Leopard around here, they have been here before!"

The other Howling Moon Demon Wolf said, "And that human!"

Wolf King Akaith's face was cloudy, and he said coldly: "No matter who dares to disturb the sleep of our Beast Alliance ancestors, or even steal their demon cores by despicable methods, it is unforgivable!"

Several other Howling Moon Demon Wolves showed expressions of common hatred and hatred, and raised their heads to the sky and roared!

Their sharp fangs glowed coldly in the moonlight.

Their howls also caused the Moon Howling Wolves in the canyon to let out a piercing wolf howl.

Even little Lolita, who was wrapped in cotton cloth by Andrew, screamed twice decently.

Wren, who had just been lying down, opened his eyes and blinked suspiciously: "Are these guys crazy, they don't let people sleep in the middle of the night." ”

He rolled over and went back to sleep.

Early the next morning, Wren got up and washed up as usual, then walked to the north side of the canyon, and entered the treasure house of the Beast Alliance through a gate guarded by the eighth-order demonic beast ice turtle Moliai.

The treasure trove of the Beast League is a large cavern divided into two parts, one for the mountain of witchcraft and the other for the books placed on the shelves.

Wren only learned a few days ago that these things were taken from the Terrans by the Beast Alliance.

These things are useless to the vast majority of demonic beasts, which is why the Beast Emperor Sembarda will show it to the Wren people so generously.

Wren walked straight into the innermost part of the shelf, where there was a row of stone troughs carved out of the rock wall, and some very quaint scrolls were placed inside.

Those are all witchcraft models of ninth-level witchcraft!