Ja Fellen used tweezers to clamp the heart crystal the size of a pea on a black porcelain plate. This small, colorful gem was the only catch teleported back before the space tunnel blew up.

The Blood Elf held up the gem and examined it carefully to the rays of sunlight that shone through the lens into the dark basement. The sunlight casts on the gemstones, reflecting the magnificent light and shadow that illuminates the dark basement like a dream.

I said...... Mr. Fekerlen, I have invested so much money, material resources, and time, and you have brought back such a small thing?" Duke Zannaya's shrill voice broke the silence of the dark room. The obese merchant, who was closely bonded to his luxurious chaise longue, tapped the armrest with his stubby fingers, and swallowed a spoonful of chilled cheese from the maid.

"Lord Duke, this is the core of everything, not a small thing. Fei Karen replied lightly, and then stretched out his slender backbone hand and gently broke it on the stone table next to him. A marble slab, about the size of a book, was easily removed by the Blood Elves like a piece of bread.

Faekelon adjusted the angle of the heart-shaped crystal, placed the gem on the marble he had just unloaded, and then recited a spell. The black marble began to change rapidly from the place where it came into contact with the gemstone, and after a few moments, it had turned into a piece of gold.

Fekelon retracted the core of everything, then dropped the piece of gold at Zannaya's feet, and the heavy bricks smashed against the smooth stone floor, causing a loud reverberation, leaving a cobweb-like crater.

One of Zannaya's sedan chair giants picked up the gold brick and bowed down to hand it to Duke Zannaya. The narrow eyes sparkled between the **, and Zannaya raised his finger to touch the surface of the gold brick, then shook it in front of his nose.

"Hehehehe...... High purity gold, Mr. Fikelen, how do you do that?" Zannaya asked softly in a voice that seemed to flow honey as if it were about to flow out.

"I didn't do anything, just sped up the speed of reaction a little, the core of everything can theoretically cultivate any known metal on shijie, and it is even possible to cultivate new varieties, but unfortunately my piece is too small, and the speed of reaction will be relatively slow. With the gem in hand, Faelen walked slowly to the other half of the basement, where there was a huge pool of water.

Something was chained to a metal chain in the shallow water, and because the color of the water was an ambiguous purple color, it was only possible to distinguish what appeared to be a pale human body.

Faelon walked to the edge of the pool, hummed a melody, and then poked the tip of his left ring finger with a sharp bone knife. A drop of silver blood was forced out of his fingertips and dripped like mercury into the pool.

As soon as the silver blood and the purple pool water came into contact, it began to rapidly change the color of the pool water, and a milky white milk-like mixture spread around, and soon the entire pool of liquid became like this.

"What's that?" Zannaya's voice rang out again, interrupting Feckelen's melodious but somewhat cautious tune.

Faekelen turned slightly, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said, "The dragon's blood I collected." And ......"

The Blood Elf simply turned around and warned Zannaya, "Lord Duke, please don't interrupt me from casting spells, if something goes wrong, you won't get the perfect dragon heir you want." ”

As soon as Zannaya was about to say something, several delicate maids next to him suddenly fell down one after another and died silently.

“...... And my spell casting process is to be kept secret, your two palanquin bearers still have five minutes to live, do you want to go out now?, or do you want to go out by yourself after reading it?" Fei Karen picked up his hand, his eyes slightly confused.

Zanaya's fat white face tensed for a while, but then turned into a smile: "Haha, I know that Mr. Fei Karen is doing things safely and will not disturb you." Let's go, let's go out. ”

Seeing the gesture, the two giants of Zannaya's palanquin lifted the duke's luxurious chaise longue and walked towards the door of the secret room, both deaf and dumb, not knowing that their lives had come to an end.

The noisy creatures had finally left, and Fellalen felt the peace of mind restored in the chamber with satisfaction, and then continued to hum.

......

O dark holy place

Bright moonlight

Slowly on the long road

Wandering souls

......

What a time has passed

Hesitant to return

Sweet hotbed

Flesh and blood born again

......

A drop from the dragon

A drop comes from friends and family

There's one more drop

From the lame singer

......

Felon squeezed his fingers and forced out a drop of bright red blood, causing him to fall into the pool, and the otherwise calm water began to tumble as if a flame had boiled the pool below.

......

A pierced chest

So empty

There is only endless thirst

in order to satisfy you

......

After singing this, Faelen held the miniature core of all things high, then let go, watching it fall into the churning pool.

The colored gem was immediately swallowed by the raging current, and then as if it had melted, a puddle of colorful film began to spread from the place where the stone fell. The new blisters all took on a colorful look, and when this change spread to all corners of the pool, the boiling water suddenly stopped, as if it had been frozen in an instant.

......

When will you wake up?

Wake up now!

I am your Creator

My puppet - Hary Birmington

......

A loud cracking sound came from inside the pool, and the frozen water suddenly began to crack from the inside, and a pale and powerful hand smashed through the ice, followed by another. The two hands clasped each other inward, crushed the ice on their chests, and then rolled over and sat up.

It was a young man, about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with tough facial features, short dark brown hair, a pair of eyes that were shining red, and a huge round hole in his abdomen, and at the moment the musculature was rapidly closing to cover up the wound.

When the wound had healed back to normal, the man's eyes had returned to a hazel green color. He broke free from the hard ice, stepped out of the pool in two steps, and stood straight in front of Fekren.

Because the other party was too close, Fei Karen hurriedly took two steps back, and his body became unstable as soon as he moved, as if he had some problems with his right leg.

Hurley reached out and helped Fekelen, and then asked in an emotionless voice, "Master, what do I need to do?"

“...... Hmm" Fekren reached out and dusted the golem's hair with ice sticking to it, looked the naked man up and down, and said, "You need to be a little more like a living person, a little more attractive." From today onwards, you will play the role of the heir of the dragon and conquer the people of the whole continent and even the entire Shijie - my Royal Highness the Prince. ”

Heray blinked, his skin began to become rosy and healthy, and his movements gradually relaxed. After a moment, he smiled and said, "No problem, my chief royal advisor. ”

Volume 2 (End)

Haha, I finally finished the second volume. After reading it, remember to do the questionnaire, which is right under the book. Tomorrow we will start volume three! There will be a new cover.