If you are in Xingyue, you are not the king of the Lost Belt!

so unlucky?

Oort looked at the only black and white herb left in his hand, feeling a little worried.

"This damn trial, I can't really ask me to kill Cerberus single-handedly, can I?"

However, he had already stabbed Cerberus so many times, and the other party showed no sign of falling down at all!

Even the wound on his abdomen was almost healed, and Oort doubted that even if he stabbed it through his heart, Cerberus would still be alive.

Now, all his hopes can only be pinned on this strange herb in front of him.

Limbs have already started to twitch due to pain, and Oort understands that there is not much time left for himself.

Tremblingly, he dripped the juice of black and white medicinal herbs onto the tip of the spear, preparing to start the last experiment.

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When the juice soaked the tip of the spear, Cerberus was the first to react.

As if facing a formidable enemy, the fiery red hair all over stood up, and the whole body was arched, posing a vigilant posture.

The three heads were still vicious, but there was a gleam of fear in their eyes.

Oort was overjoyed when he saw this, this is it!

Holding a spear in his hand, he slowly approached Cerberus who was trapped in the cage, his magic power was drained, and every cell and every blood vessel in his body was groaning in pain.

This unspeakable pain began when he began experimenting with herbs on Cerberus.

After persisting for so long, Oort didn't realize how ferocious his facial expression was at this time.

But even so, he managed to squeeze out what he thought was a bright smile.

"Stupid dog, I won this time!"

There is no way to retreat, Cerberus is already in the corner of the crystal cage, standing opposite Oort.

The transparent tip of the spear is less than half a meter away from its head, and it is smeared with the juice of the herb that Cerberus fears the most.

Ow!

The three heads of Cerberus whimpered softly.

"Now...is it too late to beg for mercy, let me take your dog's life!"

Hearing this answer, its heart suddenly became cold, and finally closed its eyes and prepared to die.

thump!

The expected coup de grace never came.

Cerberus opened his eyes and found that the user of the spear had fallen to the ground.

Fainting, a self-protection mechanism when the pain reaches the limit that the human body can bear, it is this mechanism that saved Cerberus' dog's life.

Crouching on the ground, Cerberus's three pairs of eyes looked at Oort, who was already half in the cage, thinking.

Do you want to eat this human in one bite?

But when it thought of the other party's terrifying and ferocious smile, it shuddered all over, and quickly spit out a few mouthfuls of flames to warm it up.

Whoever finds someone for this madman will be unlucky! !

Thinking of this, it stood up cautiously, pushed away the penetrating spear with its claws, and then silently returned to the original place.

Cerberus was scared, and Cerberus just wanted to stay away from this human being.

After a while, the courtyard gate opened.

Circe glanced at the tragic situation in the courtyard and the remains of medicinal herbs everywhere, feeling a little distressed.

But after seeing the black and white herb, he admired the comatose man on the ground.

"It seems that he made up his mind that there are herbs that can deal with Cerberus in the courtyard, otherwise he would not try them one by one, but it is really unlucky to find the herb Mo Li in the end."

[WEB] 9. Replenishment

Cerberus probably also knew how embarrassing he was today, prostrate on the ground, curled up, not daring to look at Circe.

Ignoring the shameful three-headed dog, Circe walked slowly to Oort's side.

The half of the dagger used to lure Cerberus to attack was sunk in the mud.

She bent down and pulled out the crystal dagger effortlessly.

"What a sharp dagger!"

Circe, who was well-informed, was unable to judge its material for a while.

"An extremely tough crystal that seems to have some other strange properties."

Tapping the blade of the dagger with her fingers, the clear and pleasant echo was different from all the crystals in her memory.

Seeing that he couldn't study it for a while, Circe put away the dagger.

I accept a disciple, it is reasonable to ask for a tuition fee, right?

Without the slightest guilt, Circe refocused his attention on his intended disciple.

Neither wearing iconic clothing nor carrying objects of identifiable history, and his face is dirty.

"This guy is interesting. He deliberately touched his face with dirt. Could it be that he is afraid that I will plot against him?"

This was the first time seeing him up close, and Circe pinched Oort's cheek with great interest, leaving a stain on his hand.

She had a vague guess in her heart that this dress probably wasn't aimed at herself.

"So that's how it is, he's really a cautious person."

Looking up at Olympus, which was faintly visible under the boundless sky in the distance, Circe's face was full of disgust and even hatred.

After a while, she realized that she had lost her composure again, so she took a deep breath to adjust her status.

Even if you cast a curse on your name, frequently revealing your hostility will also attract the jealousy of the gods.

Circe's eyes returned to Oort, and his eyes were full of appreciation.

It's really embarrassing for a person who hasn't even investigated who lives in the palace to have such thoughts.

Of course, Circe knew all about the gods of Olympus.

Other than that, it's pretty good.

but……

Your boy's appearance should not have reached that point, right?

At this time, Oort, who was still in a coma, let out a muffled groan, with a painful expression on his face.

No need for an examination, Circe has already judged Oort's symptoms at this time.

"The aftermath of the exhaustion of magic power, it is also foreseeable that I can create such a strange crystal and pay the price of exhaustion of magic power."

But how to relieve the pain of my future disciples?

Circe already had a plan in mind—replenish the demon!

Mana can be replenished in a variety of ways.

For example, inject the extra magic power into the gemstone, and then draw it out when needed.

This method requires precious gemstones as a carrier. The more precious gemstones can carry more magic power, and they can often defeat the enemy with their huge magic power reserves in battle.

Circe, who was born in the age of the gods and flowed with the blood of the gods, has never been troubled by the lack of magic power, so he will not have in-depth research on it.

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The theoretical method of replenishing mana that she has mastered is to exchange body fluids.

By exchanging body fluids, you can absorb a lot of magic power, which is the most efficient method at the moment.

"It's really cheap for you. Even if it's me, it's the first time to do this kind of thing."

Although he said so, Circe's expression did not change, nor did he show any shame.

After all, this isn't anything special for a magician either.

Probably as common as a slice of bread for lunch.

As a self-proclaimed responsible teacher, Circe was ready.

The healing has begun.

Taking out the crystal dagger that had just been put away, Circe cut a hole in his wrist.

The bright red blood broke through the shackles of the blood vessels, freed from the unchanging route, first slashed across the blade, and then flowed wantonly along the white and smooth skin.

Circe immediately brought the wound to Orth's mouth for him to drink.

Blood is also a kind of body fluid, and it is very efficient, and it can be taken at any time, and the amount is large.

The goal can be achieved without going through tedious and blushing operations.

And just as Circe expected, her method of only staying in theory worked.

As the blood entered Oort's throat, his expression gradually returned to calm, and his physical instinct of drawing life force to replenish magic power was curbed.

"This should be enough, let him recover the rest."

After a while, Circe felt the amount of blood lost, came to a conclusion, and was about to stretch his hand back.

But she underestimated the upper limit of Oort's magic power.

The blood of the descendants of the gods does contain magical powers beyond ordinary people, and Oort did drink a lot of blood.

But compared to the amount he consumed, it was still a drop in the bucket.

Oort subconsciously bit Circe's hand, instinctively driving him to stick out his tongue, greedily sucking the blood from the wound.

The sudden change caught Circe by surprise.

The tingling sensation on her wrist made her feel ashamed and angry, and her face flushed.

Subconsciously, she wanted to pick up the dagger and finish off the guy who offended him.

But his whole body was limp and weak, and considering the situation in front of him, it seemed that he had caused it himself.

If he hadn't been angry for a while, he would have released Cerberus and there would be no magic power. explain:

"From now on, if you don't meet my requirements, I will definitely make you look good!!"

The body fluid exchange lasted for nearly ten minutes, Circe thought, this guy should be over, right?

No, Oort has no intention of letting go.

Half an hour later, Circe's complexion had changed from flushed to pale.

"Bastard! Continue to drink, I'm afraid you can only let a corpse teach you magic!!"

She understood that if she continued like this, she would really return to the underworld.

Perhaps hearing Circe's complaint, the comatose Oort let go of his mouth.

There was a wound on the white arm, two deep tooth marks, and some crystal liquid.

Just when Circe thought it was all over, something happened.

The crystal cage that originally trapped Cerberus glowed pale.

Cerberus, who was trapped inside, was taken aback, thinking that the unconscious Oort wanted to kill him, so he jumped up suddenly, and looked around vigilantly with three heads.

The crystal emitting dazzling light did not launch an attack, but turned into light particles and disintegrated in the air, turning into a milky white light band that circled Cerberus and floated into Oort's body.

Cerberus, who was already terrified, didn't move when he saw this light belt circling around him, and he didn't even dare to take a breath, completely embarrassing the Cerberus group.

Finally, after seeing the light belt bypassing itself and beginning to merge into Oort's body, it paced and carefully slipped back to the dungeon where it was originally sleeping.

The huge body like a hillock did not make a sound during this series of movements, and Circe was angry and laughed at the sight.

"If you were not raised by my teacher, I would kill you tomorrow!"

10. Kwamedea to death

Afterwards, Circe frowned and observed the band of light that had not yet fully integrated into Oort's body.