East West was thrown at Ouyang Dao's feet. The art students left in the confusion. Although he was under the watchful eye of tourists, staying away from Ouyang Dao gave him an indescribable sense of security.

Later, he did not see the battle between Alba and Ouyang Dao, nor did he receive special notice for the nobles to leave, until the tourists brought him to Ouyang Dao, and they found that the others had long since disappeared. Alva's blood was still on the ground, and the mark gave West some bad ideas.

Didn't they all be killed, right? There's so much blood on the ground, why can't you see the bones? Pulped?West felt a disgusting sensation rise from his stomach. The breakfast he had just eaten that morning, like a diver, was about to come out of his throat, but he saw Ouyang Dao's impatient eyes, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Stop! Stop!

Sistt tried to suppress the disgusting thoughts in his mind, he didn't dare to look at the blood stains on the ground, in fact, the blood stains were inaccurate, Ouyang Dao had peeled off most of the blood stains with the water element before, but this process inevitably brought up the sand on the ground, and the red blood stains mixed with these sands, looking a lot like the remnants of human beings after death.

Ouyang Dao was still watching the nobles leave, he didn't know who made him clash with the House of Lords?

The image of the white wolf Yuka flashed in his mind, and Ouyang Dao was ready to talk to the restless one. Vivian, you take three people to the city, the white wolf this guy has been caught, I have something to ask him Ouyang Dao was indifferent, Wei Wei'an nodded and left, although he didn't think that the impetuous Alba was an important person, since Ouyang Dao said so, it may be Youxiang who is behind the scenes, and he must be caught.

The white wolf curled up on the ground and shivered, and when West heard the name, he remembered what was in the newspaper. The name White Wolf used to be a nightmare for many people.

Some jobs are like this, even if you want to end the day is impossible, and the legend of the white wolf killing people at night has naturally become the fear of most ordinary people. Is he really talking about the white wolf?

West had a strange feeling in his heart that the white wolf he had always feared was now getting the treatment he wanted. It's as if a mythical figure has rubbed the ground before his eyes, and the strong disillusionment of Westerners has given rise to an impulse, a thirst for power.

As Vivien and the others left, Ouyang Dao looked down at West, who was trembling, and the poor art student stared at the puddle of blood on the ground, an unknown flame burning in his eyes. Fire is the thirst for power, the worship of several nobles who were killed by Ouyang Dao, and the excitement of a master who is about to be dealt with.

West, a college student who despises power in the name of art, is completely subjugated by Ouyang Dao's power. Ouyang Dao saw this expression, when his body underwent a subtle transformation, when Alba's blood improved the dragon's wings, and the pain deep in his veins gave him the urge to destroy everything.

Seeing that the west was in flames, Ouyang Dao had a bold idea.

"Do you crave power, innocent young man?" West looked at Ouyang Dao suspiciously, then pounced at Ouyang Dao's feet like a dog, expressing his will with steely eyes and humiliating gestures.

"I crave power, sir!"

"Everyone is after power, it's good, you can think of it this way" Ouyang Dao smiled, his fingers slashed across the knife, a shallow wound appeared from the skin, Ouyang Dao squeezed out a drop of blood from the wound, and the wound healed quickly. Ouyang Dao put the water droplets in the small bottle, and his blood was like mercury in a smooth spherical glass bottle.

"Do you want power? this is power," West trembled and picked up the bottle and said, the blood in the bottle was shining, he didn't see Ouyang Dao take it, but the powerful blood is a bedtime story that many people know. Often used as a medium in religious ceremonies, blood represents one of the most important features of human life, and in fairy tales where adults terrorize children, the blood of evil spirits is a feature that is rarely missing. There's definitely something wrong with this drop of blood, but it contains power.

His inner wisdom told West not to swallow blood, but to run away and report Ouyang Dao to the church. But the frenzied sensual pleasure and the quest for power caused Syst to open the bottle in front of Ouyang Dao and swallow a drop of blood.

Ahh The burning pain twisted West's body, causing him to roll back and forth on the ground, roaring.

Funny little guys. Ouyang looked at West with a smile, he was frantically wondering what effect blood therapy would have on living people, but no.

Ever since Ka swallowed his blood alive Liu Dao has been curious about changing the blood of living beings, and he has been experimenting with live animals, but the blood works in the same way as after they die.

The fish turned into a four-clawed thorn fish, and the rabbit became a new creature with sharp teeth and thick long hair, but the flying rabbit came from the Divine Song, which still meant that Ouyang Dao was wrong. The subsequent blood modification of ordinary dead rabbits also helped to prove Ouyang Dao's conclusion that the survival of the animal had no effect on the blood modification.

This theory disappointed Ouyang Dao, but West's appearance gave him hope.

Yuka itself is the human body, and the blood transformation function of the human body is also diverse, so the blood transformation is likely to only have a special effect on the human body. West's panel data appeared before Ouyang Dao, and before he drew blood, it was no different from normal people's blood, and there was no sign of West's blood on the function bar. But now West was a different man, with wings behind him, a small purple scale on his front abdomen, and a tailbone peeking out of his pants, the tip of which had become a sharp barb.

This image made Ouyang Dao think of it, and it is still considered to be a variant of the lion scorpion.

"I, feel the strength in my body," West said, slowly rising from the floor as he grew from a fragile art student to a muscular young man covered in purple fuzz with solid square muscles underneath the fluff.

"Thank you for giving me strength, what do you want me to do?" We knelt down on one knee in front of Ouyang Dao, not knowing what use he was now, nor why he had such strength, but first of all, he had to remain loyal. Ouyang Dao shook his head and smiled. He got what he needed most, and he wasn't ready to accept West's surrender.

Humans are the most difficult species in the world to control, mysterious and full of ideas, and Ouyang Dao still finds his creatures more cute.

"I don't want anything from you, it's just an accident, I raised you, now you can go," Ouyang Dao looked at West in confusion and said, I can't imagine what Ouyang Dao's actions mean? Is there such a person in the world?

Still, it sounds like a good thing. West's mouth is crooked. No one wants an extra host for no reason. He doesn't need his strength, so why should he take it.

West said respectfully: "Thank you, Hercules, and I will always remember your kindness. But when Ouyang Dao strode away, he turned around, his height had now risen to 5 feet 8 inches, the muscles of his whole body were tense, and his streamlined body was barely breathing.

Ouyang Dao watched Sister rush away, shook his head lightly and said, "I was born to fight my rice. The human heart is so dirty" and then an old man appeared in the shadows beside him, with strange short green hair, bulging inside his dark yellow robe, and a thud as he walked.

"That boy said 'thank you', he probably won't remember you outside the door," Ouyang Dao looked back at the old man, one of the thirteen people he had brought from the Hunters Guild Warrior Cemetery, Doctor Howard said.

"Howard, thank you for being here today, okay? Howard coughed, reached into his dark yellow robes, and pulled out a bottle of potion. The bottle is generally purple, but in the inner circulation there is a colorful vortex, and the colorful vortex forms an hourglass in the inner medicine, and a small star is faintly visible in the hourglass.

The Potions Teacher's wonderful performance gave Ouyang Dao great hope, and he looked at Howard expectantly, and the green-haired old man nodded at him.

"Mysterious Potion, Elemental Vortex" "This potion will give you the source of magic, and at the same time the ability to use the fourth level of elemental magic, if you are related to the element, it will greatly improve your ability to manipulate and master the element" "I haven't tested the effect yet, but it should be able to penetrate the fourth layer of the elemental family, and it should last for more than an hour" Howard's face was full of pride, after Ouyang Dao unified with him, his feelings for Ouyang Dao, except for a little respect, were at the lowest point.

He was very happy to be able to give Ouyang Dao more strength now.

"Very good, very good," Ouyang Dao said excitedly, rubbing his hands. The potion was more effective than he could have imagined, and he was strong enough to subdue the governess of Lord Blue Shield. A famous murderer, an elite strongman who can be programmed into a horror ballad, and now a potion can create a Master Priestess of the Sea, powerful enough to stand up to Master Naza.

After the excitement, Ouyang Dao continued to ask Howard, what did the other masters do, did they regain their lost strength? Howard's face changed, but as Ouyang Dao's robot, he replied, "Some old guys have come up with new tricks, but others... I don't know yet" Ouyang Dao gasped, thinking of those strong hunting masters, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Through the control of the thirteen masters, Ouyang Dao has a deeper understanding of the process of unity. Poseidon's bloodline seems to have created a powerful brainwashing spell in his left eye. This spell is only 4 orders of magnitude strong, and every drop of blood returns to his left eye is forcibly brainwashed.

If the level is lower than the fourth section, it will be immediately brainwashed and become a total attachment to Ouyang Dao's servant, and this process will deplete the energy of this creature, but due to the nurturing function of the left eye, the energy of this creature has not changed.

But once you reach the master level, the brainwashing effect has a fatal side effect, it kills part of the master's memories, which often contain the perception of combat, as well as their own skills in learning kung fu.

Each return will drop the power of the master class by one point, and if the performer's mental will is strong, the return of a person cannot achieve a complete brainwashing effect.

This conclusion was reached at the expense of the middle-class master John Terry, a master of the Hunters' Guild, who, when he realized his decline, did not say a word, always disobeying Ouyang Dao's orders.

Ouyang Dao used the word "unity" on him ten times in a row, and it wasn't until Vivian saw the slogan that he stopped.

At this time, John · Terry's middle-class power has weakened to the initial stage of being a master, but he is still resisting Ouyang Dao. Ouyang Dao knew that this would take away his master's power, he hesitated for a moment, and finally he decided to use his master's power, and it was at this moment that the Dripping Mouth Beast and Vivien broke through for the first time. For Ouyang Dao, the good news is the reuse of oneness.

There is a limit to the power of unity, and it will never reduce the power of the one below the level of the master.

Finally, Ouyang Dao ruthlessly withdrew the blood bead from his left eye and released the blood bead into a human form. This process was repeated on John Terry's body for an hour, and he eventually got a machine that did exactly what he said he would.

After seeing Ouyang Dao's results, several hunters were frightened, although they were strong-willed and unaware of their mental deficiencies, they were easily defeated by a single skill. After gaining the power of the digital master, Ouyang Dao relaxed his boundaries and brainwashed himself into roughly obeying orders.

In the end, Ouyang Dao had six killing machines and did nothing but obey orders.