Having someone's memory is not the same as directly mastering that person's ability, and Goldfinger is not omnipotent.

At the beginning, the priest gave him a small means of transcendent state, and the magic was so clever that the spell fluctuations were extremely subtle, so that only the frost wolf was the first to notice it at that time.

At this time, as soon as an obscure voice came out of his mouth, the wolves that were still staring at him immediately grabbed their tails, instinctively dispersed, and fled into the distance.

In an instant, only the boy and the frost wolf were left in this area.

At this time, the confrontation imagined by the teenager did not happen. The frostwolf looked at him with a wary gaze, but his steps moved backwards very heartily.

In the memory of the giant wolf, the hunt of the wolves would end with the evacuation of the wolves under the leadership of the frost wolf whenever they encountered the caster. And every time he fights with other magical beasts with spell-casting abilities, it is also when it is a matter of life and death for the race. Under normal circumstances, when encountering a spellcaster, the giant wolf clan can always avoid it, which is also where the confidence of the young man is so reckless.

It's just that he didn't expect that even in the other party's territory, this frost wolf would be so cautious. Thinking about it this way, I am afraid that as soon as there is a move on my side, the frost wolf will turn around and flee.

Thanks to the fact that in order to deal with the speed of the frostwolf's actions and the accompanying spells in advance, he also made a lot of battle ideas.

The boy pursed his lips, and simply did not make any other movements except reciting the incantation, just like a statue, so the frost wolf slowly retreated a short distance and reacted cautiously, but instead gave him enough time to prepare, and at the same time that the ground was bloodless for a moment, he directly raised his trembling hand and pointed at the frostwolf.

Because the Blood Sacrifice Technique suddenly devoured a large amount of life force, he didn't raise his hand quickly. As soon as the frost wolf saw the young man's movement, he immediately turned around and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the young man did not panic at all, and when a ball of red light flew away from his fingertips and towards the sky, he breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground with a relaxed expression.

After a while, a long wail was heard in the distance, and then he stood up again, stood up with the stone spear, and walked slowly in the direction from which the sound came.

When he found the frostwolf, the boy was already sweating and panting, and an abnormal flush appeared on his pale cheeks. But compared to the frost wolf at this time, his state is already good.

At this moment, the behemoth lying on the ground has long since lost its heroic appearance, its frost hair is as withered as grass, floating in the wind, and its bare shriveled body, ribs protruding, describing it horribly, and the bright eyes that were originally full of frost-colored moonlight are now cloudy, and they only look at the young man fixedly, revealing a trace of pleading.

At the moment of life and death, it was as arrogant as a frost wolf, and it also let go of its dignity.

This was the second time he had faced the eyes of his dying face, and this time, he closed them.

"Although I know that there is no one right or wrong in this matter...... Please forgive me, I want to live in this world too. ”

The stone spear was aimed at the frostwolf's eyes, and effortlessly stabbed into the already fragile body.

The wailing came to an abrupt end.

Won, won easily, but there was not much joy in his heart.

Opening his eyes, he pulled out the stone spear, followed the clues in his memory, cut open the wolf's body, and found the frostwolf's magic core.

This is a white ice ball, as big as a marble, and the cold is not released, and it only feels a little cold when you start it, which is not surprising. But with the memories of a high-ranking knight and a scarlet priest, and knowing the danger of the magic core, he didn't dare to treat this ice ball as an ordinary thing.

Cut off a piece of Frostwolf's fur and wrapped the puck in it. This kind of homologous thing has a miraculous effect on stabilizing the magic core and blocking the leakage of magic power.

Putting it away, the boy turned to look at the corpse of the frostwolf.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although the Blood Sacrifice Technique had caused the Frostwolf's vitality to fail, to the point that the value of the flesh and fur on its entire body was greatly reduced, it was only relative. For him, at least, the decaying body was of great use.

On the one hand, this is the best demonic beast flesh and blood, and the vitality has not yet been exhausted, which is an excellent material for hemolysis. On the other hand, its fur retains the breath of the frost wolf, which is used as clothing, which can be used as a deterrent and can also help itself survive more easily in the wild.

The boy asked himself if he was not a bad person, but he was not a good old man either.

It was already his greatest mercy to simply end the life of the frost wolf, so that he would suffer less unnecessary suffering. As for taking the most valuable demon core, it is also necessary to leave a bit of dignity for the frost wolf, a former powerhouse, and bury it, such a statement is simply pedantic in the wilderness where making the best use of things is a top priority.

Taking advantage of the fact that the wolves were frightened away and had not yet returned, the young man did not think about it, but only took a breath and recovered a little strength, and immediately picked up the wolf's body and walked towards a hidden cave not far away.

Now he has the physical fitness of a low-level knight, even if he is a lot weaker because of the blood sacrifice technique, but since he is not fighting against the giant wolf, he still has the strength to carry his body alone.

Like ordinary beasts, monsters are also very sensitive to the smell of blood. One of the few experiences he had learned during his sixty days in the wilderness was the discovery that the smell of blood could be masked by the ashes of a particular plant.

After entering the cave, he first lifted a boulder next to him to seal the entrance of the cave, and then took out the pre-prepared plant ash from the cave to seal the gap between the stone and the cave entrance.

After arranging the rudimentary fortifications, the young man took out the magic core from his arms, and in an instant, the originally dim cave lit up.

The Demon Core is worthy of being the source of the magic power of high-level spell-casting type magical beasts.

The young man suppressed the excitement in his heart, shook the ice hockey ring that bloomed like a frost moon in his palm, and sank into the cultivation of meditation.

Meditation is easier said than done. Sixty days ago, he was an ordinary Blue Star person, who had not yet adapted to the change of identity, and he must have been full of distractions and difficult to enter the state.

Every time he thought of this, he couldn't help but be grateful for the double tempering of his body and will that these sixty days had brought him.

Now, whether he is concentrating or emptying his head, he is only in a thought, effortlessly.

Therefore, not long after he closed his eyes, the ice ball in his hand began to exude magic power, and it only took him a few breaths from entering the state to starting to absorb magic power.

This kind of talent, taking the memories of priests and knights as a reference, is also extremely high, after all, no one has ever dared to endure inhuman cruel trials in the wild for a long time with a mortal body.

There was no sun or moon in the cave, and when the boy woke up, there was the rumbling of his stomach inside the cave, and the terrible howl of a giant wolf in the distance.

At this time, the puck had disappeared, and in his soul body was a model of the Zero Ring spell called the Mage's Hand, which symbolized his promotion to the Wizard's Apprenticeship.

Even though he had great confidence in himself in advance, he couldn't help but feel excited at the moment of success.

After a while, when his mood calmed down, he took a break and began to build a magic model in his soul body.

Under the control of spiritual power, strange runes were outlined with magic power, and they were embedded with each other, gradually forming a bottomless blood well, which meandered like worms, and buried deep into the flesh and blood of the young man.

After that, the boy pressed his hand on the frostwolf's body, and a circular hole opened in the palm of his hand, and an invisible suction force was generated. The almost coagulated septic blood in the frost wolf's body was extremely fresh in an instant, breaking out of the body and pouring into the hole in the young man's palm, and at the same time, this originally strong body visibly turned into a dry corpse with no trace of vitality left.

Feeling the amount of life force he had absorbed, the boy nodded, these were enough for him to advance this time.

After trying to use the blood well, and while the pores around his body were bleeding blood beads, he clearly sensed that the hunger signal transmitted by his body to the brain was rapidly weakening, and soon disappeared.

The effect is very fast, and it does not infuse medicated baths.

It's just a little psychologically repulsive.

But it's good to get used to it.

He didn't delay any longer, and began to pull the energy of his whole body to his heart.

In the next second, the body once again conveyed a hunger signal, this time, several times more violent than before.

He immediately urged the blood well, and in an instant, the blood on the surface of his body surged, and a strong and disgusting smell of blood soon spread in the cave.

Blood enveloped him, and after no new blood came out of his pores, the blood on his body slowly coagulated into a shell.

At this time, the entire cave was like a Shura killing field, and he was the evil ghost Shura sitting in the sea of blood.

At one point, Shura opened his eyes.

The surface of the body shook slightly, and the blood shell was fragmented, flying like snowflakes, revealing a stronger and stronger body.

Feeling the more fiery energy that was erupting from his heart at this time, and feeling the constant feedback and transformation of this energy to his body, he knew that he had succeeded in advancing his level.

Now that he is already a mid-level knight, he can barely survive in the wild.

Yes, barely.

You must know that in the previous sixty days, in the final analysis, I was actually under the unconscious protection of the giant wolf clan, and I took a lot of advantage from the beginning, which is not a complete survival in the wild. And when the frost wolf dies, the giant wolf clan whose strength has plummeted will most likely not be able to keep their existing territory, and correspondingly, they will also lose the protection of others and be exposed to all kinds of demonic beasts.

And a mid-level knight without decent armor, weapons, and mounts is even weaker than a trainee knight armed to the teeth, let alone a giant wolf who is a point stronger than the latter.

Such a dangerous wilderness, this is also the reason why there is a high-ranking knight with those newly promoted trainee knights.

Everything seems to be back to square one, and I have to struggle to survive in the days to come.

Fortunately, he could use the frost wolf's fur as clothing, and for a long period of time, with the residual frost wolf breath on it, he dispelled the covetousness of some demonic beasts and continued to exercise the advanced method in the wild.

It's just that the breath on the frost wolf's fur will disappear completely one day, and this is not a long-term solution after all.

Since gaining the memory of the frost wolf, he clearly understands that the high-level spell-casting beasts in the wilderness can be seen everywhere, but it is not uncommon. In the face of their different associated magic, even with the strength of a great knight, it is extremely dangerous. What's worse is that all the knight advanced methods mastered by the high-level knights, including the food supplement type advanced methods, came to an abrupt end at the step of the great knights.

Moreover, even if he learned a few small spells, it didn't help much, you know, those high-level demonic beasts are not as low as thin paper like the giant wolf clan, on the contrary, I am afraid that all the offensive tricks that he can use now in the priest's memory will not necessarily break the defense of a high-level demonic beast.

shelter, he needed to find a new shelter as soon as possible.

And the answer to this has to go back to the memories of the Crimson Priests and High Knights.

So, after this detailed discussion, he had a general understanding of the world.

The overlapping of the two moons is a landscape that has existed in this world since ancient times, and the diffraction of crimson moonlight by the overlapping parts causes a magic tide, and then a beast tide, which is a phenomenon that has only appeared in the last few decades.

The impact of this series of changes, the initial destruction of countless human villages and towns in the immediate vicinity of the countryside, and the helpless people began to pray to the gods, the disaster strengthened the influence and dominance of religion to a certain extent.

Religion has become more powerful, and it has begun to suppress the group of shamans who were originally competing with it. After decades, the wizard power was shattered, the wizard community was squeezed, and the remaining wizards were reduced to the point of surviving on the periphery of human society close to the range of Warcraft. The Holy See of each religion became the de facto ruler of the entire continent, including the current kingdom. The royal family and aristocracy, which were originally neutral between religion and wizards, favored the Holy See, which also represented the knightly community's subordination to the Holy See.

Since then, the whole world has been roughly divided into two, half belonging to various magical beasts, and half belonging to human society under the rule of the Holy See. Fortunately, there are no absolutes in everything, and between the two, that is, in the marginal areas of human society, under the impact of the beast tide over the years, there are still several human fortresses.

These fortresses have their own names - the City of Chaos.

As the name suggests, this is a region of mixed forces, including cult organizations like the Crimson Church and various fugitives such as wizards, and these are just the tip of the iceberg.

A chaotic place like this will not be sheltered by all parties, nor will it be governed by all parties.

Such a place is a paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak.

Fortunately, even the city of chaos is much safer than in the wild.

It is said that in these places, the power of the Holy See can be destroyed with a flip of hands. It's just that they can help them share the pressure of the beast tide at the forefront, and they are also an important channel for the collection of demonic beasts and medicinal materials, so for so many years, the Holy See of different religions in various kingdoms has turned a blind eye to this, and even secretly helped when the fortress could not withstand the impact of the beast tide in so many times.

That's why these chaotic cities have survived to this day.

The boy decides to go to the City of Chaos.

In fact, he didn't have a choice, at this time he estimated that he was already on the wanted warrant, either to go to other kingdoms, not to mention the long distance, there were countless dangers along the way, or simply to be a savage, but being a savage may not last long.

The only option is to go to the nearest chaotic city, just like the other fugitives.

Of course, before going there, to be on the safe side, you need to raise your own strength a little more.

Thinking through these joints, after advancing to the middle level knight, he immediately tackled the advanced methods behind him.

After that, many days have passed, dozens of days? He didn't count them, but one day he suddenly found that the members of the giant wolf clan had decreased sharply, and his territory had shrunk for a while.

During this period, his strength increased as fast as a rocket, and it was extremely fast. However, this time it was not the talent that played the main role, but the hemolysis technique.

Compared with the food tonic method, the vitality provided by hemolysis is more refined, and its effect is not only stronger than that of food supplements, but even stronger than ordinary medicinal baths. So he simply no longer eats, but directly uses hemolysis to absorb life force, and after each exercise, he also uses blood wells to repair and make up for body loss.

In this way, he even simply abandoned the food tonic advanced method, and instead adopted the most clever method in the memory of the high-level knight.

In this way, after one day he naturally advanced to the rank of Great Knight, he still felt that it had not been long and that he had not realized any difficulties.

The good days didn't last long, and when he saw that the energy in his body had been able to break through the shackles of his body and pour into foreign objects, he knew that it was time to leave.

The future was uncertain, and everything would wait until he reached the City of Chaos, so he picked up the stone spear and stone axe, put on the frostwolf fur, left the hiding place, and followed the direction of the priest's memory, and walked straight into the distance.