The young man with blonde hair and white robe was none other than Heras, and after learning the previous lesson, he didn't dare to focus too much on his prayers for the past two weeks, otherwise he couldn't guarantee what would happen if the moon god gave him a god-given soul again.

In order to prevent the King of the Night from discovering that a daring human had been deceiving her, Heras used her own will to simulate the Godhead, and then prayed with a quantum brain virtual second personality, rewriting a completely different second personality each time she prayed.

During this time, he changed his virtual second personality every day, and he felt like he was about to schizophrenia.

"This prayer should be in moderation, otherwise I really might go insane," Heras shook his head, quickly deleting the virtual personality information completely.

Just as he was about to clean up the blood stains that had flowed from his body, the blood stains evaporated into a mist and seeped into his body, "It seems that the resurrected body doesn't want to waste even a single blood cell," Heras sighed.

He checked his physical condition and found that the Godhead Memory Gene carried by the Primordial Godhead Blood Cells was slowly integrating into his original main gene, and now he was implanted with nearly three times more Godhead Memory Cells than when he had just activated the Resurrected Body. This concentration of bloodline has already reached the level of a second-level bloodline.

"My path to the bloodline is really unimpeded, maybe one day my bloodline level will be much higher than the spell level" Heras sighed, whether it was the Marquis of Leolan or General Salams, after he activated the resurrection body, he was sure to become an extremely powerful bloodline in the future. Even though the Marquis discovered that Heras could cast spells in an instant, he still didn't have much hope for his future magical path.

Heras felt his agility, strength, and endurance, and found that his basic abilities in all aspects had increased relatively little, and his promotion to the second-level bloodline only gave him a new ability: blood boiling.

"Uh, this seems to be a bloodline instinct spell, I became a bloodline warlock?" he just used blood boiling to blow those unknown trolls into smithereens, this bloodline instinct spell is a group damage skill, which can make the blood of the target explode like a martyr's dynamite, and it is a very strong instinct spell among the warlocks who inherit the bloodline of the blood king.

Since Heras became a first-level bloodline person by activating the resurrection body, he did not obtain the abilities of any other knights or warlocks, but the basic ability of ** increased a lot, so he acted like a bloodline knight before, and after activating the instinct spell of blood boiling, he could only activate the ability of the warlock in the future.

There weren't many bloodline warlocks in the Salamth family, but Heras remembered that there was a prominent man named Dimi who had just been promoted to a legendary warlock a few years ago, but due to the close relationship between Dimi and the Duchess of Salams, several of the children they gave birth to were unfortunately deformed, which caused the Grand Duchess to be quite dissatisfied with him.

"The bloodline family that inherits the blood of the gods, their legendary powerhouses will hardly be broken, and even several legends will appear at the same time in a certain period, and the continuation of the bloodline family is indeed much easier than that of the magic family. Heras sighed, Leolan is already a fairly old magic family, but since the death of the family's ancestor Ilibas, there has only been Freud, a mage who can barely enter the threshold of legends.

"The path of magic is hard, but its mystery, magic, and fun are not comparable to the rest of the paths of power. "The ease of being on the path of the bloodline does not affect Heras's love for magic, he knows exactly what he wants, not only power, but also knowledge to understand the nature of the world!

Heras turned his head to look at the unconscious elf, his black fluffy robe had been torn into rags, just at the critical moment of prayer, this guy was desperate to pounce on him, and attracted a team of trolls to hunt him, but he couldn't just let him go.

Aksu regained a little consciousness from his coma by a cold jet of water pouring over his body, and then the soreness and weakness in his whole body made him can't help but snort a few times. The druid struggled to raise his eyelids and saw a young man in blonde hair and white robes looking at him condescendingly.

"I'm not dead yet?" he said as he touched his cheek with his hand, a simple gesture that affected the injuries all over his body and made him grin in pain.

"Yes, you still have a breath of air, but death is not far away. Heras crouched down, pulled out a potion of powerful healing potions, uncorked it and shook it in front of the druid's nose.

The breath of life in the potion made Aksu's throat make a longing "ho-ho" sound, and his hands trembled as he grabbed the potion, but he didn't even have the strength to get up.

"Elf, answer me a few questions and you'll be able to drink it. Heras was quick enough to remove the potion, dodging the druid's grappling hands, and continued, "First of all, your name?"

"Aksu. The druid stared at the healing potion and said honestly.

"Well, Aksu, why are you running to my side?" Heras shook the potion with a gurgling sound.

"I saw the condensed moonlight, and thought I was under the favor of the Lord of the Night. Aksu swallowed and said, and then he looked at the human strangely, he seemed to see a figure haunted by the blue moonlight before he fell unconscious, could it be him?

"No, you didn't see anything. Heras stared into the elves' eyes word by word, his clear eyes as blue as the sea swirling with a swirling milky white fluorescence.

Aksu felt as if his soul was about to be sucked into the whirlpool, and he murmured softly unconsciously, "Yes, I don't see anything, I don't see anything."

Although it is not too much of a secret that he is seen praying, after all, there are many spellcasters who give up magical power in favor of divine power, but Heras does not want to leave any possible flaws. He had cast a fourth-level magic on the elf, deep hypnosis, and it was easy to tamper with a weak second-level druid's memory.

Aksu pondered for a while, then suddenly came to his senses, he looked at Heras in confusion and said, "What did you just ask?"

"Why did you flee to my side?" said Heras, expressionless.

"I didn't know that I was going to run ahead with those trolls, and I didn't have time to think about anything else. Can you let me take a sip first?" pleaded Aksu weakly.

Heras put the healing potion in front of him, and the elf grabbed the bottle like a straw for him, and poured it down before the young human could speak.

"Slow down, don't choke, I still have something to ask you. Heras teased.

After pouring the healing potion, Aksu felt that the wounds all over his body were peristalsis and healed, and those convulsions and broken muscles slowly regained a little strength, and the effect of this potion was surprisingly good!

Only then did he have the heart to look at the young human in front of him, with golden hair and blue pupils, "Emma?" the elf asked in a low voice of uncertainty about it.

"Yes, I'm Emma's historian, I drifted to the Western Continent by accident, and now I want to collect historical information on this continent, including some historical records of the Elven Empire. Heras opened his eyes and told nonsense.

"Then what do you need me to do? I'm sorry for the trouble, and I may not be able to repay this precious potion," Aksu asked warily, if the Emma was going to make himself a slave, it would be a bit frightening if he wanted to sacrifice himself as some kind of ritual

"I need a guide who can take me through the Lands of Strife into the Elven Empire, and I'll gather all the information along the way. Heras said as he stared at him, his gaze weighing on the elven druid.

"Rank suppression" Aksu thought uneasily, if such a character wanted to do anything to him, he didn't have many effective means of resistance, so he decided not to play any tricks.

"I would be happy to serve you, esteemed scholar Emma, but unfortunately, I have been expelled from the Elven Empire, and if I dare to enter the territory of the Elven Empire, I will face the punishment of death. Of course, it's a trivial matter for me to be caught and executed, and it's not good for you to be affected," Aksu said cautiously, surviving in the chaotic ethnic mix had made him very good at talking.

"Then you can find me a guide, a guide who can enter the Elven Empire openly, preferably with a certain level of knowledge, at least to know what kind of historical content is recorded in various libraries. After Heras finished speaking, he casually pointed to the empty bottle, "This is how you repay the potion, if you can't find it"

"Of course, of course! I'm sure I'll find it!" said Aksu, nodding hurriedly, he didn't want to hear what the Emma man was saying, and he knew with his toes that it wasn't going to be a good thing

"Sinwasa's Wrath has one of these elves, uh, it's just that I'm not familiar with her," Aksu said as he got up.

"Sinwasa's wrath?" Heras had never heard of the group.

"It's the largest thieves' guild in Rika City, founded by some elves who were expelled from the Empire, and I'm a member of that guild. Aksu explained simply, "We can rest for the night and leave for Rika City tomorrow, which is already very close to Rika City." ”

"I've had enough rest. Heras said succinctly, and without waiting for the elves to react, he picked him up and flew up the forest.

The sudden change made Aksu scream a few times, the King of the Eternal Night was above, this guy was actually a bit afraid of heights, "I haven't asked your name yet!" he shouted in horror.

"Don't move, just call me Heras. ”

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