Heras's hand rubbed against the blood-soaked cover, and he hadn't opened it since he got it, because he was determined to follow the path of magic. The Divine Bloodline is the top existence among the Bloodline, especially since he inherits the bloodline of a God King. In case the path of the mage fails, he still has a way out, and from the moment he activates the resurrected body, the path of the bloodline is already unimpeded for him.

"But I still crave magic, and I can't help myself with the mysteries of the world. Heras sighed, and then flipped open the thick cover.

A strong smell of blood came from the open pages, making Heras's nostrils feel a little slimy and moist, and the blue glow of the Miracle Moon immediately disappeared without a trace, and the whole room was plunged into complete darkness, and some dark red shadows were faintly visible in the darkness wriggling.

Then a faint and intense blood light lit up from the front page of the ancient book, and those blood lights kept changing and combining, arranging various different contents.

"It's actually written in primordial divine blood," Heras exclaimed, the trolls didn't know how to use resources rationally, nor did they know how to develop sustainably, when the Frost Troll Empire was just established, they collected a lot of the primordial divine blood that the Blood King spilled on the glaciers in the far north, so they squandered it wantonly, and even used a lot of primordial divine blood to make utensils. When the pool of blood finally dried up and the Overseer Haman was killed in battle, losing the protection of the resurrected body, the Troll Empire was immediately declared extinct.

Then various races flocked to snatch the tools made of primordial divine blood, hoping to refine a little primordial bloodline, but no one ever succeeded, and the used divine blood was no longer recoverable. The last bit of primordial blood in the pool of blood was missing for a long time, and it wasn't until the appearance of Zurma Salam that people knew who had obtained the inheritance of the Anfalian blood god.

This book is undoubtedly very precious to the Salamse family, and the analysis of the godhead written in the blood of the original god can show the structure of the godhead very completely, and there will be absolutely no mistakes. The most important thing is that this is a primordial bloodline artifact! Its main purpose is not to record, but to fight

Although Heras's father, Yara, was a ** teacher, he even defeated the legendary professional alone and died in an ambush, and this book should be credited with a lot

After reading the instructions on the homepage, Heras was a little shocked, and his grandfather casually gave him this book that was very important to the Salamth family?

Heras was not too busy to understand the contents, and the vision of opening the book was too great to be easily discovered.

So he quickly used his quantum brain to scan all the changing contents of each page, and then received the book into the space ring.

Flipping through the table of contents in his mind, he had a rough idea of what the book was for, it could store a huge amount of life force in case of emergency, and when the bloodline inheritor inherited from the Blood King held it, the bloodline ability would be greatly increased.

When the Grand Overseer Harman carried it, he was killed nearly a hundred times before he died completely, although under the siege Haman would be killed in seconds almost as soon as he came back to life, but because there were no people who were good at extracting bloodline vitality among the legendary powerhouses besieging him, so after the battle, the surviving legendary powerhouses were almost exhausted and collapsed.

"No wonder the General gave me the name of the book, Haman's Book of Immortality, an artifact created by the Frost Troll Empire specifically for their undead Overseers. Heras felt a little uncomfortable, and he guessed that Arra might have died at the hands of the book, and that the general had to carry it with him to fight his father.

"However, you need at least a ninth-level bloodline person's bloodline concentration to use it," Heras thought to himself.

The content recorded in this book is basically a complete analysis of the godhead of the Blood King, and there is very little content about exercising the bloodline, after all, it is written by trolls. For trolls, parsing the godhead is the problem, and to train the bloodline, you just need to rely on instinct to fight all the time. What to sharpen the body and mind, the test of will, the perception of life and death, etc., the trolls don't need these

"It just so happens that I don't need any bloodline exercises," Heras said as he looked at the blue moon belly in the night sky. What he has to do now is to slowly parse the Godhead unit, and then gradually fill in the Godhead framework. This is exactly what he is good at, the quantum brain can not only instantly shape the content that has been analyzed, but also quickly analyze those unfamiliar and unknown content.

"Establishing a Reading Data Analysis Task: Analysis of the Bloody King's Godhead. Heras gave a new command to the quantum brain, and then the complex knowledge in the ancient book was automatically recognized and analyzed by the quantum brain, converted into concepts that he could understand, and directly imprinted into his mind.

Then he turned the parsing task to the background to run automatically, and now he really loves this iron head

"Long live the Federal Academy of Sciences!" Heras complimented inwardly, then fell asleep.

The morning sun did not fall on time, for the morning sky was a little cumulus, just as Alice was in the mood right now, and she knocked on Heras's door with a breakfast plate in her right hand.

Soon the door opened, and the young and handsome Emma scholar appeared in front of her, making the girl's heart beat a little faster. Young girls love elegant and erudite alien surnames, and she is no exception, but it's not because of that her heart is racing.

"Good morning, Mr. Heras, this is your breakfast, how was your rest last night?" asked Alice in a soft voice.

"Very nice and thank you for your hospitality. Heras smiled and said, seeing Alice herself come to bring him breakfast, he could vaguely guess what the girl wanted to do, and yesterday he had seen a strong longing in Alice's clear eyes, and there was a heart that jumped like fire under her serene exterior. The girl's thirst for knowledge and power was not inferior to his.

Heras finished his breakfast under Alice's nervous gaze, and he watched as the girl cleaned up the dishes with trembling hands, but remained silent without speaking.

"Uh, Alice, are you alright" He decided to give the girl a chance, she made a good impression on herself, she didn't mind helping her casually, in this world full of supernatural powers, there is no one who does not desire to change his fate. Alice has a bottom line, otherwise she would have come to him last night.

Perhaps it was the first time he took the initiative to speak to Alice, which made the girl instantly pluck up a little courage, she took a deep breath and said, "I know that it is very respectful to say that, Emma Scholar" Now she is not called Mr. Heras again.

Heras waited patiently for her for a long time, and then she finally asked the subject: "Dear Emma Scholar, I heard from my grandfather that you floated all the way along the Marshall Islands?"

"Yes. He replied succinctly.

"Are you a mage?" said Alice, with her eyes closed, as if it would take her a lot of strength to ask the question.

"Yes, I'm a mid-level mage. "Heras thought the girl was really funny.

His words almost made Alice unstable This is the Western Continent, except for the Elven Empire, other regions have been in turmoil for a long time, not only has civilization stagnated, but also a lot of magical knowledge has been lost, so the number of bloodlines here is far more than that of spellcasters.

The old mayor of Thoreau was only a high-level magic apprentice

Alice bowed deeply to Heras in such a way that Heras was a little worried that her waist would be broken.

"I like magic very much, respected Emma scholar very, very much, I long to enter that mysterious world," she spoke a little more fluently now, "but my teacher, Old Mayor Jike, he doesn't have a promotion method for a formal mage, nor does he have a meditation method for a formal mage, he said that I am very gifted, and if I can find those methods, I will have a good chance of becoming a real spellcaster!"

"I have them all. Heras seduced.

"I'm willing to pay any price!" Alice said loudly, feeling a little out of shape before apologizing, "I'm sorry I'm too excited"

"At what cost?" asked Heras softly, his emotions undiscerning from his voice.

This sentence made Alice fall silent, it's not that she doesn't understand anything at her age, to be honest, the young man is not offensive, if the first night is dedicated to him, maybe

Alice struggled for a moment, and seeing the girl's throat tremble with difficulty, Heras raised his hand and stroked her cheek, an action that caused Alice to take a few steps back like an electric shock.

She tugged her collar and said with a quick breath, "There is no price other than my family, and mine!"

"And what price can you pay?" Heras said lightly.

Alice's cheeks flushed, and she felt that she was so despicable that she wanted to gain valuable magical knowledge without giving anything!

But that kind of sacrifice Alice shook her head violently, as if to drive something out, and then she bowed to Heras again, "Excuse me, esteemed scholar Emma" said as she said with tears streaming down her eyes, the opportunity was in front of her, she had failed to grasp it, and there would never be such an opportunity again

Just as Alice staggered out the door, a playful voice came from behind her: "You don't have to pay any price, little girl, this is a gesture for me." ”

She suddenly looked back to see that the young man was looking at her with a smile in his eyes, and his eyes were unabashedly approving.