Just as Malcolm's body trembled uncontrollably and he was in ecstasy, the blood ball slowly floated closer to him.

Malcolm looked at the bloodcell and opened his mouth to suck it into his body.

His complexion remained unchanged, and then a wave of magic rippled through his body.

In the blink of an eye, Malcolm's whole body turned into a blood-red bloody man, and his body was full of bright red flesh, as if he had been skinned.

He glanced at the pool in front of him, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and a dodge appeared, floating above the pool of blood.

Malcolm stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and threw a punch into the ground.

In an instant, the pool under his feet shattered, the ground cracked with spider patterns, and the entire basement shook, which showed that the punch was extremely powerful.

Malcolm's horrified face showed a smile, "Good. ”

It was a spell that Malcolm had been preparing for a long time, and it would have taken a while to succeed.

It just so happened that I was going to participate in Operation Cradle this time, so I spent a little more time researching it in advance.

This is a spell that Malcolm has researched himself, and it has condensed into the current blood-colored skin with countless flesh and blood containing negative emotions such as resentment, hatred, and fear.

This blood-colored skin gave Malcolm unmatched speed and strength, and an ordinary Tier 1 wizard could not be his match.

What's more, this blood-colored skin also has the effect of absorbing the magic of spells.

Many spells hit him not only failed to hurt him, but instead replenished his mana.

Malcolm was very satisfied with the effect of the spell, and with such physical strength combined with his spell power, he was already thinking about what rule power to choose for promotion to a second-level wizard.

In his eyes, it is no longer possible for anyone to be his opponent.

The people who participated in Operation Cradle were at most people at the extreme stage of crystallization wizards, as long as they were not promoted to second-level wizards, there would be no qualitative changes, and Malcolm didn't think that anyone could threaten him.

Before having blood-colored skin, Malcolm was already a powerhouse among crystallization wizards, and now he has reached a new level, so he is naturally very confident.

Suddenly, Malcolm seemed to sense something, and turned to look at a middle-aged man from the Mediterranean Sea behind him.

"Teacher." Malcolm said respectfully.

Fran nodded, looking at Malcolm with satisfaction: "Very good, you are very talented, and you can study such a powerful spell on your own." You should have no problem with this cradle operation, just be careful and try to keep a low profile when you go out. ”

"Especially those spells of yours are easy to cause criticism, although the teacher is not afraid of these, but it is still a little troublesome to deal with, so you should find something to do for the teacher."

Malcolm said with some disdain: "Why should the teacher care about the words of those people, in my opinion, people who are not strong enough are just experimental materials, no different from pigs and dogs." Occasionally kill some ordinary people and weak people for experiments, as for such a strong reaction? ”

Fran smiled, walked over and said, "You're just too young, there are things you can do but you can't say it openly." Keeping a low profile is always good for you. ”

Malcolm didn't speak, clearly disagreeing with Fran.

Fran knew he wouldn't listen to the words, and he didn't say much, or Malcolm would be annoyed again.

He loved and hated this student, and he was extremely talented, and he could be said to be the most talented wizard Fran had ever seen in so many years.

But the student was acting too arrogantly for anyone to take seriously, including Fran.

Malcolm would be more respectful in front of Fran, but Fran knew that this student was something that no one looked down upon.

But Fran doesn't care, young man, it's normal to be a little sharp, geniuses are like this.

Fran smiled and said, "Prepare well, when you come back from that low-level world, I will surprise you, I have prepared a very good gift." ”

As he spoke, his figure slowly dissipated, and Malcolm was the only one left in the basement.

Malcolm glanced at the empty pool of blood, "When I get back, I'll have to add some more." ”

The blood-colored skin on his body dissipated, revealing a freckled face.

……

Silvermoon City, North Pier.

"Wait at home for me to come back."

Gerag smiled and hugged Reese before turning to the airship.

Rees watched him go from below, still looking at the sky with reluctance until the airship was gone.

Operation Cradle was about to begin in four months, and Herag needed to leave early for the central area.

Silvermoon City is located in the southernmost part, too far from the central area, and it takes three months to take an airship.

In order to avoid some unexpected delays on the road, Herag set off four months early.

This time, Herag set off alone, and he was the only one in Silvermoon City who was chosen.

Thirty places, divided among so many cities and so many forces in Serantir, it seems that there are very few.

There are many cities that don't even have a place, and Herag is a place that Parker directly arranged for him.

Parker is still on the Elven Plane, and the war on the Plane is not going to end so soon.

Although the person is still there, from time to time he will learn about the situation on this side of the wizard plane, and this kind of thing is just a matter of what he says.

Since Prius was in charge of the security of Silvermoon City, he couldn't accompany Herag on his journey.

Khrag didn't need anyone to accompany him, anyway, when he got to the central area, he would naturally be received.

This time, Herag lived in the most luxurious luxury suite, and since he was acting on behalf of Serantir, he was traveling at public expense and did not need to pay for it himself.

The lavish suites of this airship were exactly the same as the ones that Herag had lived in before, and Herag found that the internal structure of these large airships was the same, and they looked like the same model.

With the experience of the previous time, Herag started boiling a pot of coffee very familiarly, lighting up the window and looking out at the scenery.

After taking a bath, Herag sat down on his bed and began to meditate.

Another star phantom in his mind was about to condense, and this was the second star he meditated on after being promoted to crystallization.

At this stage of the Crystallization Wizard, the meditation speed is visibly slower than before.

We all know that crystallization wizards have a limit state, and when they reach this state, their spiritual power can hardly grow.

Before this state, the growth of mental power was actually in a state of getting slower and slower.

The higher the mental power, the more difficult it is to continue to increase the mental power, and the slower the speed of successful meditation on a star.

But Herag's speed now seemed to be no different from before, all supported by the energy of the god's core stored in the bloodline imprint.

(End of chapter)