"Ha, it depends on your wishes, if you want the highest purity of blood, and it happens that your ancestor is a female surname, when the bloodline is constantly replaced and purified, you will really become a woman, if you don't want to change your surname, then the bloodline can only be purified to half the purity, that is, the purity of the bloodline of your ancestor's direct son or daughter, but that is enough, like me," said Diro Bova, pointing to himself. My ancestor was a male surname, so my bloodline was only half purified, but now I am the Dharma God that the entire Faren world looks up to. ”

"Bloodline Ancestor" Inexplicably, Don Quixote thought of the sea of consciousness in his sea of consciousness, that is, the few pieces of parchment in the inheritance space of the bloodline, obviously he belongs to the kind of descendants who are not in shape because of the age of the bloodline is thinned, and the inheritance is partially missing, but even so, his soul talent is already so strong, if he can completely purify the bloodline, its strength can be imagined, and because he can already bind the affinity aura, he is not afraid that the talent will become more powerful because of the bloodline purification of the body, however, he was happy for a few seconds and suddenly thought of one thing。

According to Diro Beauva, this spell has no effect on the lich and the necromancer, because these two creatures have no bloodline, one has been completely abandoned**, and the other is already full of negative energy, and the cells have already existed in another form, similar to the zombie he refined, thinking of this, he frowned slightly and asked, "What about the lich or the necromancer? Are they also subject to this restriction?"

Apollo Ding was not surprised by Don Quixote's question, and even if he didn't ask so, she would be curious, after all, he was a true god, and it was very simple to see through the essence of Don Quixote.

"Necromancers have no choice, because their bodies are completely necrotic, but the lich, in principle, if a lich can find a way to attach itself to the body of a living person for a long time, then he can enjoy the care of this spell, the [***] of the high-purity bloodline The fluctuations that the brain emits that can transform the soul structure are also useful for the soul of the mutated lich, but unfortunately it is almost impossible in practice, after all, the soul of the lich is directly attached to the body of the living, and the mutated soul will slowly kill the body, and the body will die, so there is no way to talk about soul transformation, but it has nothing to do with us, you and I are both living people, how can you have this idea?"

"Curious, it's a mage's instinct," Don Quixote shrugged, not flustered at all, and took the question lightly about the question that might reveal his identity as a lich, "I can understand the function of the magic circle, but what about this volcanic lava?"

"Part of the magic array, when purifying the bloodline, you need to borrow the flames it produces to remove the impurities in the bloodline. ”

"Does lava fire have a special component?" asked Don Quixote, he had a reason, it was impossible for a person who could design such a complex magic array to take off his pants and fart, if ordinary high temperature was fine, then there was no need to deliberately find a volcano and guide the lava over-

"Between heaven and earth, everything has its own unique caste, they are mutually **, mutual restraint, you Feilun people are gods, but there are only basic elements and the power of faith in your eyes, but you are blind to the magical power derived from the rules of the world," A man in a golden robe, with his hands behind his back, was standing on a crater with a slender woman, and it was the man who spoke, and it seemed to give people the feeling of a sharp sword, just by approaching him, there would be an urge to crawl at his feet, naturally, this person was Char Donghai, who practiced the way of the emperor, and the only one who could ignore this momentum on his side was Apollo Ding.

"Yes, yes, you're good," Apollo Ding, who was standing beside Char Tokai, took a few steps forward and looked down, "Honey, do you know what special caste this lava has?"

"Hmph, naturally I know, the lava fire in the center of the earth," Char Donghai pursed his lips disdainfully, "In our wilderness, it is said that this flame comes from the Netherworld, and through secret techniques, the earth evil in the lava fire in the center of the earth is collected ** as a pure earth evil fire, which can be used to purify all filthy things and make them return to their original nature."

"Giggle ~ honey, you're amazing"

"That's"-

"Your Excellency Diro Beauva, what's wrong with you?" Don Quixote shouted several times in a row before Apollo Ding regained consciousness, obviously Don Quixote's words made her fall into the memories of the past, but for people like Apollo Ding, although they occasionally remember the past, they will not regret what they have done, this is the horror of people who look down on the common people after reason occupies the commanding heights, and their world will never have regrets.

"Nothing," Diro Beauva did not hide too much about his own memories, for a person like Don Quixote who was good at observing words, most lies were meaningless, "I remembered something from a long time ago, I once asked a person such a question"

Apollo Ding's low tone made Don Quixote politely not continue to ask, although his aura of affinity was domineering, but over the years, Don Quixote has also found a lot of limitations, such as before the relationship between two people has not been changed to be very close, if you often do things that the other party hates, it will obviously reduce the favorability, and even make the other party feel disgusted, "This kind of lava fire in the center of the earth," for a long time, Apollo Ding sighed and continued, " It contains an extremely peculiar power, which can purify the bloodline and remove the impurities in it, although it can also be constructed directly with spells, but this magic array on the ground must be at least hundreds of times more complex to achieve, because this power is something derived from the cracks in the power of the rules of the big world, but it is not something that can be done by human beings."

"Understood," Don Quixote nodded, "Today is June 29th, and there are still two months left before the official start of school on September 1st, so in these two months, you study me during the day and I study you at night, what do you think?"

"Your Excellency Goodman," Diro Beauva glanced at Don Quixote a little helplessly, obviously this sentence had been ambiguous in her ears, although she had already forced this man last night, but when the relationship between the two people did not reach the point of being too close, she still had to pretend to be a little reserved, "Could you please add 'your soul' and 'my spell' at the end?"

"Okay." ――

The distant Supreme Plateau, because the air is thin and cannot store too much heat, and the terrain is too high, so when the sun sets, the temperature has been reduced to minus ten or twenty degrees, and because of the popularity of air conditioning, the thermometer designed by Don Quixote has also spread to the entire continent, in the past ten years, the thermometer can be said to be the most silent, but it is also the biggest change in the world of Feilun, because it quantifies the temperature, so now in the world of Feilun to tell a person how many degrees the weather is today, most people can understand。

"Whew~"

Another gust of wind blew, and the flames in the fireplace that went straight to the roof were driven to burn more violently, and Joan of Arc, who was sitting by the fireplace, was draped in a thick blanket on her legs, and on the blanket was a dozen pieces of parchment, which seemed to be the information passed to her by her subordinates, and it seemed to feel a little cold, and she gently hooked her fingers, and the wood that was neatly stacked in the corner of the room was thrown into the fireplace, along with a few pieces of parchment that she had seen.

"Sister, is this guy dead? I didn't find any news at all. ”

"It's normal," Joan of Arc tossed another piece of parchment into the fireplace, "it's easy to have the upper hand in a fight with that guy for so long, and to have that ability to hide yourself." ”

"What, isn't our plan already falling through before it started After checking for so long, except for what we knew before, there is no valuable information at all, especially what Char United Nations, this guy is so stupid, now those eight kings are desperately downplaying the existence of him and his wife, it is estimated that in a few years, no one will remember who Empress Char Qin is!"

"Not stupid, pick up the last piece of parchment," Joan of Arc chuckled a few times, obviously, as a semi-autistic person, she will always be able to look at everything most rationally, which gives people a pessimistic feeling, "Not everyone likes rights. ”

"He's not right, but we can't find it, isn't it," stopped when Joan of Arc's sister Nilou saw the contents of the last piece of parchment through her sister's gaze, for there was a man on it, "Isn't this the traitor from years ago?"

"Esther, full name Esther Yada, a double traitor eleven years ago, betrayed the Temple of the Sun and the Temple of Life, and disappeared without a trace, five years later appeared in the original Char Empire, now Char United in the north of the Sky Curtain Town, now his whereabouts are unknown, he once took over the assassination of Don Quixote and his wife Kyle, and it is speculated that it is possible to know some information unknown to outsiders from the traitor Lantes."

"If I'm not mistaken," Nilou said, reading this, "this woman seems to have been taken away by that guy, and asked us to downplay the treatment of this traitor, but I didn't expect it to be related to that guy, sister, I found out, people related to that man must have something to do with that man, just like the two of us, isn't it the same?"

"My sister, only I can understand when you talk like this, and ah, Xiu Yi is not necessarily a man, and we have never seen what he looks like for so many years. ”

"It doesn't matter, but are we going to find this woman?"

"Empress Char disappeared with him, and the Queen of England, who seemed to have a good relationship with him, has disappeared, and as for the so-called teacher he spoke at the wedding, there is no clue at all, as if the world has evaporated, and so far, there is only one clue we can grasp, so, da," Joan of Arc stretched after flicking the parchment into the fireplace," Even if you know it's useless, you can only try to find her, and if you fail this time, then"

"Then we really don't have any chance," even the always cheerful Nilou's voice couldn't help but lower, "this man is mysterious, like Xiuyi, trying to find him, but he is a little delusional"-

"Your Excellency, are you looking for me?" a religious-looking woman came to Joan of Arc's room.

"I have some things to do, I have to go out for about a month, and this month, you will temporarily handle the affairs in the temple for me. ”

"Yes, Holy Maiden," the female surname did not seem to be very surprised, obviously the last time the world surname was at Mass, she should have handled the affairs of the Holy Maiden faction in the temple on behalf of the Holy Maiden, "Then I will call a few Templars"

"No," Joan of Arc waved her hand, "my own private affairs, no need to waste the resources of the temple. ”

"Then I'll go down first" (to be continued.) )