After seeing this row of blue flame words, Don Quixote couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, only to solve a law idiot, this is another law idiot, it is obvious that his zombie art is definitely a delicacy that cannot be given up for anyone who really understands the essence of necromancy, and the ultimate and pure death power can eventually evolve into another form of life.

This means that the necromancer is no longer afraid of being eaten by his own spells, and he no longer needs to be attached to a body as stiff as wood, and even, if someone who is proficient in the deduction of the magic array can still find that if this corpse-raising technique is used on the necromancer's own body, he will also obtain a powerful hand-to-hand combat ability comparable to that of the knight king.

"Come with me," Still holding the idea of multiple friends and multiple roads, and what the god of law in front of him did not exceed his tolerance, although he said that he broke into the forbidden place at night, but he did not want to use force, but communicated with Leon very politely, it is very useful for people like Don Quixote who eat soft and not hard, if she has already shot at Leon, then there is no need to talk about it, it is certain that Fran Heath's body will definitely not be able to be saved, and then Don Quixote, who has infinite distance tracking skills, will definitely kill directly to Sin City in the attitude of cutting grass and eradicating the roots, and borrow the power of Osiris to destroy it, after all, the grass must be eradicated.

"You go on resting, my friend. ”

"Ha, don't worry, I'm fine," Leon smiled slightly, "but remember to close the door for me, it's really cold at night." ”

After gesturing to Leon, Don Quixote led Franço Heath, who was slightly floating in the air, out of the villa and went to the principal's office, after all, it was not Don Quixote's hobby to stand outside and talk and eat at the same time.

"Sit down," said Don Quixote, gesturing lightly at Fran Heath, "I've probably guessed your intentions, and you're probably interested in my spells, not me." ”

Fran Heath, who slowly sat down like a stiff robot, nodded slightly, "The old rule among mages, I am willing to exchange a spell of equal value for the full version of that strange necromancy."

"Do you want to restore yourself to a state similar to a human body?" Don Quixote habitually lit a cigarette for himself to refresh himself, in fact, he had been working hard for most of the night to study that talent transformation spell, after all, remembering a spell is different from using a spell accurately, especially the biological spell in a spell that Don Quixote had never set foot in, he went all out, after all, it was for the future of his family.

Fran Heath is no stranger to the thing that Don Quixote smoked, the smoke has spread in the world of Ferron, this kind of dream dust weakened version is basically a pure natural product, and it has not been banned by the temples, in fact, many knights in the temple also like to suck this to relieve fatigue, 'Yes, your necromancy has found a new door for me, but I don't have the key, and it is too difficult to open this door with my own knowledge, after all, this is not my field of expertise.'

"I'm curious about your identity, but I'm sorry for my shallowness, I've never heard of your name before. ”

'I am the lord of the Necromantic City in the Far South, Fran Heath, a necromancer with god-level powers'

For her identity, Fran Heath did not hide it, in addition to her fame, there are still some people who know her, more is that she can't see through the strength of the man opposite, as if there is a weird power to the extreme enveloping him, so for this kind of opponent of the same level, what she needs to do is to be open and honest, so that she can gain the trust she deserves, after all, it is unlikely that the lord of the city with a big family will do anything to hurt the Third Republic, which can no longer be described as stupid.

Don Quixote nodded slightly, obviously very satisfied with Fran Heath's cooperation, as for whether she is lying, but there is no need to worry, she is also a strong person in the first column, and basically no one will do such a shameful thing as disguising herself as someone else, the more high-ranking people are, the more precious her face," I can understand your thoughts, in fact, for this spell, I don't care so much, after all, I'm not a necromancer, so I can agree, the old rule between mages, exchange two by two, don't reveal it to a third person, but to tell you the truth, I have something very important on me now, so if you want, when I'm done, I'll go to the Necromantic Capital to find you in person, to be honest, I'm also curious about it. ”

'I look forward to seeing you there. ’

Things have never been smoother, but it makes Fran Heath a little surprised, but she is still very satisfied with this kind of result that can be obtained without fighting, of course, she still has two things to consider at the moment, the first is to come up with a spell to exchange, this problem is not urgent, after living for so long, there will always be a few particularly powerful spells at the bottom of the box, the second is a token, strange mages rarely choose to exchange soul fluctuations, this is a kind of caution, but also a kind of politeness, thinking of this, she waved her hand lightly, opened her necromantic space, and a ball of bones curled up together jumped out.

It was still in Fran Heath's style, pure bones, without a trace of carrion, and this mass of bones was obviously much more crystal clear than others, such as the previous bone bird, giving people a feeling of careful polishing, and then this mass of bones continued to wriggle and reorganize, and finally formed the appearance of a canine about the size of a palm.

In Don Quixote's eyes, the little thing with fire in his eyes was supposed to be a dog or a wolf cub, but soon, when he saw the skeleton running around the house, and wagging the pure bone tail behind the tail vertebrae, he knew that it must be a dog.

'This is my pet, Parker, and everyone in Necronomicon knows it, so I use it as a token. ’

Don Quixote nodded, hooked his finger at the bone, and sure enough, the little guy didn't recognize it at all, so he jumped on the table and came to Don Quixote, and smelled the ashtray with great interest, although it couldn't produce any breathing currents at all, this was just the instinct left in the body before death, "What does it want to eat, can it be psionic?"

'The phosphorus fire in the skull, like it, can replenish the spiritual energy, and it will come to you when you are hungry.'

"Okay, then we'll see you in the City of the Dead. ”

'Goodbye' A black mist circled around Fran Heath a few times, and the pseudo-Dharma God disappeared, apparently before leaving, she also missed a hand, proving that her strength was still okay -

Icewind Island is still the same as usual, the endless north wind blows outside the barrier, the inside of the barrier is as warm as spring, and the secret room connected to the lava underground is still extremely hot, after dealing with the things in the academy, Don Quixote has also teleported back, of course, he has done something back and forth, and has not escaped the eyes of Apollo Ding, and after understanding the traction of the matter, she can't help but sigh, this man is full of something called coincidence.

It seems that he is very uncomfortable with the hot temperature in the secret room, and the necromantic puppy has been cowering at the door, and it is obvious that this necromancer, Fran Heath, has put a lot of effort into it, and even gave it a certain amount of wisdom.

Standing next to the lava pool, Don Quixote squinted slightly, after a month and a half of nearly two months of crazy deduction, as well as the detailed explanation of the creator of the spell, Diro Beauva, he has basically mastered every part of this spell, and at the same time, he likes to drill the horns of the bull and finally understands what this so-called bloodline is, when the sperm and the egg combine to become a fertilized egg, remove the genetic mutations after this, such as nuclear radiation, then a person's DNA has been determined, that is, the moment of birth of life that Diro Beauva said before, a person's talent has been decided.

But this spell can be changed through a series of complex spell structures that can almost only be completed with a magic array, first extract human bone marrow, that is, hematopoietic stem cells, Don Quixote's explanation is that this is the closest to the universal stem cells in the human body, that is, the cells of the cells when the fertilized egg first divides, which can reduce the consumption of spells to a certain extent, and at the same time the atavism will become more accurate.

Then it is to use the fire contained in the lava fire in the center of the earth to completely burn away all kinds of impurities that have accumulated in the cells and outside the cells for several years under the control of the magic array, and there is a feeling similar to washing the marrow and cutting the bones, just like the dragon blood yin yang pill that Don Quixote ate back then came out of a lot of disgusting substances.

The third and most critical step is cell atavism, which means that the hematopoietic stem cells without impurities are atavowed to the beginning, during which the magic array will also reorganize the DNA, retain the useful DNA of the ancestors, remove the waste and useless DNA, and finally restore a original and cleanest bloodline, that is, the universal embryonic stem cells that Don Quixote said, cells that can differentiate into all cells.

It is conceivable that in such a complicated process, except for the true god, I am afraid that no god in the world can construct such a complex spell in the sea of consciousness out of thin air, and the use of magic array is also an inevitable trend, of course, it should be noted that if the ancestor and the caster have different surnames, if they don't want to change their surname, they can only purify half of the bloodline.

The whole theory sounded flawless, and after testing by the original developer, Diro Beauva, many of the most complex areas had been overcome, such as how to use a magic circle to reorganize the DNA while still ensuring that the DNA would not reorganize the DNA by mistake and lead to a freak, or how to ensure that the Earth's Evil Fire would only burn impurities, not DNA.

But theory is theory after all, for Don Quixote, the only thing he doesn't know is how the bloodline will affect the body, whether it will be replaced, or devoured, whether there will be any side effects or pain or something like that, for the sake of his family, the first user of the spell must be himself, because he is a lich, even if something really goes wrong, it will not hurt him much, it is a big deal to clone his own body again.

Thinking of this, Don Quixote, who had already obtained the right to use this layer of the Mage Tower through Diro Beauva, activated all the magic arrays in a full sense for the first time, and the position under his feet was the core of the magic array, suspended above the lava pool, and the operation of countless basic elements produced violent fluctuations.

Naturally, he also woke up Diro Beauva, who was still sleeping, and attracted her in pajamas to here, and then there was still some praise under the eyes of this goddess, for the true god, the difficulty of this magic array is only a little bit, but for human beings, Don Quixote didn't even borrow the power of death to play with the entire magic array so freely, at least in the magic array, he is a veritable genius. (To be continued.) )