The Necromancer of Hogwarts

"brush?"

Tobjörn looked at Xiang Yu blankly, "How to brush?"

Xiang Yu wrote a note and gave it to the house elves, asking them to deliver the news to the British wizarding world.

There is no need to worry about this kind of thing in China. Zaicek's company has expanded more and more recently, opening branches one after another, and even opened a hospital.

Just need some blood, just transfer it directly from Zaicek Company.

If that's not enough, just wave a lot of money and buy it. Anyway, if you don't pick your blood type, there will naturally be a steady stream of blood sent to you.

Compared to the pitiful vampires in Romania's magical world, this is simply a dimensionality reduction blow, equivalent to the list of Mahua Veng? It's probably of similar nature.

Xiang Yu really didn't believe that he couldn't reverse the profitability of this arena even if he spent tens of millions on it.

"Lock these vampires up first and give them a good education."

Xiang Yu took a tube of blood from himself and gave it to the undead terminator.

"Don't feed them, just keep them alive. With the power of Rune El, you can observe their expressions. Anyone with a look of dissatisfaction on their expressions will be punished directly until they even resist. Until my mind dares to rise.”

"In addition, I am only allowed to feed them my blood. Even if they harbor hatred towards me, they will be loyal to me sooner or later under the influence of Rune Ed's power."

After giving the order to the Undead Terminator, Xiang Yu further learned from Tobjörn about the internal situation of the vampire.

Vampires can be divided into junior level, elder level and lord level, and the span of each level is quite huge.

The masters of the arena are generally the strongest among newborn vampires. If they can become the masters of dragon farms and absorb enough dragon blood, they can quickly grow into elder vampires.

The messengers in the Dreadfort are all veteran elder-level vampires, several times more powerful than the newly promoted Dragon Farm Master.

As for the lord-level vampire, there is only one Count Dracula in the entire Romania, and his power has reached incredible levels.

According to Tobjörn, neither Grindelwald, Dumbledore nor Voldemort dared to covet the Romanian wizarding world. A large part of the reason for this was because of the intimidation of Count Dracula.

Xiang Yu frowned. Count Dracula might not be able to deal with him on his own, even if the undead terminator was fully armed.

But Count Dracula is sleeping. He has been sleeping for hundreds of years, and he can't wake up so easily. Even if you wake up, you may not notice yourself and Tobjörn.

“Ignore the risks for now, let’s look at the benefits first.”

Xiang Yu got a list of resources that could be exchanged for merit in the arena. After seeing the contents clearly, Xiang Yu's eyes turned red.

"Dragon blood, twenty people's blood can be exchanged for one bottle."

"Dragon tendons, ten people can exchange their blood for one."

"Dragon bone, fifty volumes of blood can be exchanged for one."

"..."

Xiang Yu didn't pay much attention to the various other people. All their eyes were attracted by these materials about dragons.

These materials are difficult to buy in the magic world even if you have money.

Dumbledore's achievement in winning the Merlin Medal was discovering the many uses of dragon's blood, but other alchemists are not fools. If they can get the materials, who wouldn't want to figure out what the uses of dragon's blood are?

Why don't other masters of alchemy do this work? You can't get dragon blood. Even Dumbledore couldn't get much dragon blood from vampires, let alone them.

But now, Xiang Yu suddenly saw these materials on the exchange form inside the vampire, and it could be exchanged for such a small amount of blood. Even though he was well-informed, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

"If dragon blood, dragon bones, and dragon tendons are all used on the undead terminators, perhaps their power can be improved before fighting for the dragon farm."

"Also, I also need a more powerful staff to deal with the stronger vampires in the future."

Xiang Yu made up his mind that if there were no purchase restrictions on these materials, he could move as many as he had.

What's more, Tobjörn also said that except for the dragon blood limit, basically no vampire would replace the dragon bones and dragon tendons, and they all felt that the price/performance ratio was too low.

This is simply giving Xiang Yu a free advantage.

After sending a request to Zaicek's company for blood bank transfer, the first batch of blood was delivered by a special transport truck in less than three days.

Xiang Yu looked at the blood bags one by one and wanted to empty them directly into the arena.

But after thinking about it, isn’t this a bit too much?

You still have to go through the process that needs to be done.

Soon, under his command, the arena opened without any spectators.

Tobjörn wore a bloody robe with cold eyes, sitting on the throne of the Lord of the Arena, overlooking the challengers below.

"Who dares to challenge Tobjörn Boiling Blood?"

At the entrance of the arena, the Undead Terminator slowly walked in wearing a black robe, and a greedy voice came out from under the black robe, "If I defeat you, your wealth will belong to me!"

Tobjörn laughed, with undisguised contempt in his eyes, "Are you worthy?"

The next moment, the two of them moved at the same time.

But Torbjorn was obviously much faster than the Necromancer. He easily drew out the long sword from his waist, and after three or two moves, he pierced the Necromancer's chest.

"Too weak." Tobjörn slowly drew out his sword, turned around and walked towards his throne.

The undead terminator who fell on the ground raised his head with his last strength and murmured "It's too strong..."

The next moment, several blood bags hidden in the body of the undead terminator burst, and a column of blood spurted out from the chest of the undead terminator. Some of the blood splashed on Tobjörn's robe, adding to his robe. A touch of blood.

Soon, the recording magic of the arena recorded the scene of the undead terminator falling to the ground, and the detection magic gave its judgment - the challenger was dead, the data was recorded, and the arena increased the blood volume of one person.

Then, the arena closed.

The undead terminator got up from the ground, Xiang Yu nodded with satisfaction, "Go out, the three of you take turns. You go out and find a few sandbags to make your body look changed, and come back later."

He turned to look at Tobjörn again, "Tobjörn, thank you for your hard work. Don't worry, if you want blood, please keep it full. There is some plasma over there. If you are hungry, just drink it as a drink."

"Don't worry, this blood was not obtained by killing people. We paid a high price to buy it. Enjoy it and it will be considered as reward for your acting."

Tobjörn looked at Xiang Yu blankly.

At this moment, his worldview was about to collapse.

"Is this the world of rich people? I'm so envious."

……

Tobjörn was not the only one who felt his worldview collapsed at this time.

There is only one month left before the test of meritorious deeds. Arenas with lower rankings will be punished, so the masters of the arenas have always paid close attention to the changes in the meritorious service list.

The leader of the arena at the bottom of the ranking was very panicked, and he looked at the list intently.

Behind him, the achievements of the Boiling Blood Clan are refreshed every half hour or so, and there is considerable growth every time they are refreshed.

The Boiling Blood Clan, which was originally far behind him, gradually started to catch up.

According to this trend, it is estimated that his achievements will be surpassed by Torbjörn in just three or four days.

"Why...I have obviously worked very hard..."

"I try to control the game secretly, and try to have a fatal outcome in every duel."

"I made a fuss about dueling equipment, giving one of the duelists problematic props, causing them to intentionally die."

"I, I secretly pretended to be a duelist, taunting others, luring them into dueling with me, and then killing them..."

"What am I doing for? Isn't it just to achieve merit and not fall behind? Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"

The master of the arena showed confusion in his eyes, and he was somewhat doubtful about life.

"Is it because my efforts are not enough?"

The confusion in his eyes dissipated in an instant, and then turned into determination.

"No, I can't give up."

"I cannot be surpassed..."

"Boiling Blood Clan, don't blame me for being mean and shameless. I will go back and control the duel even more shamelessly. I will not admit defeat!"