It's unicorn blood!

Clark, who was familiar with the original book, quickly reacted, and Hagrid, who came forward, made the same judgment.

"Well, it's supposed unicorn blood, there's got a cute little guy hurt," Hagrid looked up the other way, sporadic silvery-white flashes leaving a sinuous mark on the ground.

Without any extra persuasion from Clark, the kind-hearted Hagrid took the initiative to suggest, "Something bad must have slipped into the woods and injured the unicorn." I think we'll have to get to that poor unicorn before that villain gets out of his misery. ”

"Of course, this road should lead to the center of the Forbidden Forest, where it is more dangerous, if you are afraid, I can send you and Noble to the centaur settlement first, and let them take care of you, and I will see it myself."

Clark looked at Hagrid's figure, and the bow and arrow on his back, and secretly estimated it in his heart.

A half-giant with at least level 10 can be considered a perfect meat shield, warrior, and shooter. In addition, although there is only a third class level, he is a little wizard who can be used as a spellcaster.

Although there is a lack of a thief who can deal with various traps, and a priest who can improve his status and heal his injuries.

But this kind of two-person adventure team, against an adult wizard whose professional level is no more than seventeen, and who has fallen into a negative state, and is haunted by necromancy, should, maybe, probably be able to get out of the way.

At this time, Yaya screamed very appropriately, and the little dragon Noble, who was locked in a long wooden box, was also scratching the plank, making a "click" sound.

Oh, by the way, and add a hunting dog and a pseudo-dragon as magic pets, and now their odds are a little better.

Clark felt that this matter was going smoothly according to his plan, so he nodded, "No need, I'll go with you." Don't forget, I can slay trolls on my own, so I can help you a little. ”

Hagrid was not polite, and the two of them, a dog, and a dragon changed direction very decisively, and walked towards the road that led to the center of the Forbidden Forest, with a shimmering silver light.

As you go deeper and deeper into the forest, the surrounding trees become denser, and the path, which has been unwalked for a long time, is almost occupied by roots and vines, making it difficult to walk.

Hagrid could only rely on his huge body to forge a way. That indomitable and menacing appearance reminded Clark of the rampaging rhinoceros and brute elephants.

He could tell that Hagrid was already anxious.

"Slow down, Hagrid, pay attention to the marks on the ground, don't go in the wrong direction." Clark followed Hagrid's path with difficulty, reminding him in case the enemy detected the violent movement.

Clark's persuasion was still effective, at least Hagrid really slowed down.

However, years of wandering in the Forbidden Forest have also endowed him with superb tracking and reconnaissance skills, and this seemingly clumsy big man is actually an experienced and delicate hunting master.

Just looking at some trailing marks on the ground and some broken branches and leaves, he naturally emerged in his heart what should have been the situation before.

So even if the speed is reduced, the progress of their chase is not slow.

The blue-silver blood stains around him were getting denser and denser, and a large amount of blood was sprinkled on the roots of the tree, as if the poor animal had writhed in pain here, and then struggled to escape.

"Hagrid, you say, what could have hurt the unicorn?" Clark quickened his pace as he guided him with questions.

"I don't know, but I think it must be a very evil, cruel fellow," Hagrid said very cautiously, "Unicorns are very powerful magical creatures in their own right, and few animals in the Forbidden Forest can hurt them. And only the wounds caused by those evil black magic can prevent them from healing quickly. ”

"yes, the murderer probably needs unicorn blood," Clark recalled what he had seen in the books.

"We are all used to using unicorns' manes and horns to make potions and refine magical items, but few people know that unicorn blood actually has some kind of magical effect.

As the darlings of the forest and the moon, their blood serves two purposes. ”

"One is to add blood voluntarily contributed by unicorns when refining magic potions, which can multiply the effects of the potions, and if the potions have some kind of side effects, they can also be completely eliminated to make them work at their best.

Of course, the blood contributed by these unicorns contains powerful magic, and they can also fall into a state of weakness for a long time after donating blood. ”

The second way to use it...... "Clark's voice has become much lower, bringing a heavy sense of oppression" is very cruel. ”

"This method is only hidden among dark wizards, and that is that when a person runs out of oil, they only need to swallow the unicorn's soul along with their blood to keep them alive for another three years. No more, no less, exactly three years! ”

"That's enough," Hagrid interrupted, "I don't know where you got this news from, but I hope you'll forget about it, Clark, it's not something a young wizard of your age should know." ”

As he spoke, he was afraid that Clark would not listen, so he considered the language and persuaded him again:

"You know, killing a unicorn is a very cruel thing. These beautiful beings were once blessed by Artemis, and although those gods are now lost to history, her blessings are still in the blood of the unicorn.

Only those who have nothing and refuse to give up and leave will commit such a heinous crime, and everyone who kills and drinks the blood of a unicorn will pay a terrible price for it, and their souls will no longer have the right to peace. ”

Hagrid shuddered as if it was an extremely terrible thing, but Clark was unmoved, this result, he had already guessed, after all, the gods have the right to control and guide the soul.

Still, he followed Hagrid's words and said, "Of course, the cruelty of slaughtering a pure life in order to save one's own life will be cursed." ”

"But if a wizard is ready to do something like this, then he must be an outlaw."

Hagrid nodded solemnly, and his steps eased three points again.