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Five days later.

Hogg Warlock Academy, the Dean's office.

After several days of flying life, he finally arrived at his destination, and as soon as Vincent landed, he was picked up by the dean and briefly explained the process and results of the mission.

"That's probably the case. ”

A concluding sentence ended his elaboration, and after talking for most of the day, Vincent felt a little thirsty, reached for the glass of water that Pig had poured for him in front of him, and took a sip.

The dean, who had been listening carefully, nodded slightly, indicating that he already understood, and after a few seconds of silence, his face was full of sincere gratitude.

"I already know the situation, Mr. Vincent, and thank you so much this time. Helena is so headstrong, I don't know what to do without you. ”

Vincent raised his eyebrows, put down the cup, waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, this is what I should do." ”

After a pause, he seemed to remember something, and handed over a simple scroll: "By the way, this is a spell scroll, I have learned the spells in it, and it should be returned to its original owner, as for the books of the alchemist Ai Xuluo, I don't have time to read them for the time being, so I'll give it to you after a while." ”

Taking the scroll, Pig laughed, with a look of indifference: "It's okay, it's okay to delay for a while." ”

Putting away the scroll in his hand, he sighed, his eyebrows drooped, and his feelings were a little low, "Alas, as the dean, I really can't do much, and the dominance of the academy is all in the academy elders, so it's really a little helpless." ”

"Hmm, Mr. Pige, as the head of the academy, isn't the academy under your control?"

Vincent couldn't help but be a little curious, put down the water glass in his hand, and asked.

Pig smiled reluctantly: "In the field of warlocks, we all need to do something according to our own talents, I have some talent in business management, plus the bloodline talent is not bad, so I did this dean, but I can't manage too many things." You can only make decisions in terms of manpower scheduling, but strength really doesn't matter. In this world, power is the master of what determines a qiē. ”

With a deep breath of air, Pig got up and walked over to him and patted him on the shoulder, "Mr. Vinson, you have a good chance of becoming the true upper echelon of our academy. This mission is very successful, the Academy Elders will definitely pay attention to you, if next year's Academy Dabi has a certain harvest, then many resources of the Academy will be tilted towards you, and it may even include passages from other worlds. ”

A passage to other worlds?

Vincent's heart moved, and he faintly thought of something. Look up at Pyg.

As if knowing that he had said something that he shouldn't have said, Pig quickly diverted the subject, "Well, after being outside for so long, Mr. Vinson must be tired now, right? ”

Looking at the dean's expression, Vincent's expression seemed to be smiling. Get up and leave.

"Goodbye, then, Dean. ”

After a long journey back to his house, Vincent did not rush to sleep, but took out the crystal bottle containing the devil's blood and examined it carefully.

The material of this bottle is not unusual, just ordinary crystal. It is crystal clear, and the alchemy array on it is very useful, which can be used to enhance the hardness of the crystal bottle and curb the violent energy of the blood in the bottle. On the way back from the flight, he had already learned how to draw this alchemy circle, and he could make the same bottle in the future.

After looking at the contents of the bottle for a few seconds, he placed it on his desk.

In the course of what I just said. Vincent did not tell the other party about having the bloodline of the devil's myth, but brought a few vague words to the other.

This thing is too precious to drive countless warlocks crazy, but for the dean and the entire academy. He hadn't developed enough trust to keep a little bit of his secret, which was very necessary.

"However, he will definitely ask Helena for this information again, and for the sake of insurance, I will use this bloodline as much as possible. ”

After thinking about it, he took out another bronze branch and placed it in front of him.

The branches were about a meter long, bare from end to end, without any branches or branches, and were very smooth, except for a slight bulge at the end, as if something was hidden inside.

"The branches of the Eternal Immortal Tree, if watered with the essence of mythical creatures, will produce special fruits, which will bring unexpected effects to the warlock's bloodline and constitution, and the more bloodlines, the better the fruit. ”

After thinking about the information fed back by the True Eye over and over again, Vincent was ruthless and opened the cap of the crystal bottle, allowing the demonic blood inside to flow out.

According to the information he obtained, even a little mythical bloodline can ripen the fruit, and Vincent's choice is ......

All.

The viscous liquid slowly dripped onto it, and for some reason, the red hellfire extinguished itself when it touched the surface of the branch. And the surface is very smooth, but it is like a dry sponge, absorbing all the blood that falls on it.

Finally, all the bloodlines were tilted.

"Click. ”

At one end of the bronze branch, there was a sudden cracking sound.

At the front of it, the branches are crumbling and splitting, turning into tiny pieces of debris, and the more prominent the small bulge at the end, the faster the branch collapses, and the more prominent it becomes.

Finally, the entire branch was shattered, and in a pile of bronze debris, a black fruit the size of a marble lay quietly.

Vincent picked up the fruit, which looked round and beady, and felt nothing special.

He sniffed it, couldn't smell anything, hesitated, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

"Feeling...... Nothing seems to have changed. ”

After waiting for a moment, he felt that nothing had changed in his body, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"No, if there is really no change, then the mythical bloodline of the devil is not in vain?"

While his mind was beating, Vincent's brows furrowed, and he felt an inexplicable movement in his body.

This is a change......

Originated from the Sea of Consciousness!

He hurriedly calmed down, closed his eyes, and observed his mana sun.

Directly below the six suns, a bronze-colored sapling appeared, blooming with a faint sheen, containing some kind of mysterious energy, growing in a bud with a crazy trend.

In the blink of an eye, the tiny sapling grew into a bronze tree, and the bronze branches grew upwards and effortlessly penetrated the six suns!

But neither the black death sun nor the golden fireball burst because it was pierced by the branches, but instead caused a torrent of mana to pour into the bronze branches.

The spell runes that had been learned one by one flew down from the largest black-gold sun in the middle, and were engraved on the bronze trunk of the tree, shining with a unique light.

"What's going on?"

The surprised love xù buried Vincent, he was a little incomprehensible, and tried to control it with his mind, but now he had lost control of the current scene, and could only let the changes happen.

And at this moment, under the mana of the six suns, the growth of the bronze ancient tree was more amazing, but its growth pattern was very strange.

The ancient tree had no trunk to grow, only ten branches, six of which had sunshine on them, and the other four were empty.

After the ancient tree grows, the six suns split into a torrent of mana, intertwining with each other, and the torrent of mana of darkness and gold constantly collides, but there is no tendency to explode out of control, just the flow of energy.

Eventually, circulation stopped.

The original six suns are still six, but they are no longer pure colors, all of them are black and gold, and they have become the same size, hanging from the bronze tree.

He could feel the mana swimming within the bronze tree, supporting the six suns, and on the seventh branch, a faint energy was swirling, about to be born.

As the change was nearing its end, an inexplicable message came into Vincent's mind, causing him to frown.

After a moment of silence, Vincent opened his eyes and clenched his fists.

He understood a qiē.