Wizard Bloodline

At this time, the crystal snake's scales were broken, and some blood with a hint of blue in the deep red oozed out of the wounds, but it was a second-level monster, and the potential of its ancient bloodline began to be exerted.

The vast energy particles in the sky gathered towards it, and the injuries on the ice crystal snake were recovering quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You are too reckless"

Bannigo walked up and whispered to Ronan, but his hands did not stop, and he quickly collected the blood of the ice crystal snake scattered around.

Not a single bit was left out, extremely meticulous.

"No matter how outstanding your talent is, how dare you compete with this ancient bloodline.

It is only in its larval stage now. When the bloodline gradually awakens, its strength will only grow faster and faster in the future."

Ronan said calmly, "Don't forget, we have the Holy Blood Tree in our hands.

In the competition of bloodline, I can always suppress it."

"Let's talk about it after we can successfully transplant it."

Bannigo shook his head, and then muttered to himself: "Fortunately, this contract is not completely without a way to crack it.

Damien, you know what I mean."

Bannigo glanced at the ice crystal demon snake next to him, and his words seemed to be a bit meaningful.

Ronan's eyes flashed, and he naturally knew what Benigo meant by the "crack".

It's nothing more than "tearing up the agreement" in advance-when you feel that the strength of the ice crystal demon snake is about to surpass yourself, eliminate it in advance, and the risk of master-slave exchange will naturally be eliminated.

"Posilina's Gambling Agreement" is a seemingly fair gambling, but in reality, the contract favors the "master" party to a certain extent.

It's just that although Ronan knows this so-called "cracking" method, he doesn't want to actually do it one day.

Just like what he said to Benigo, a person is too lonely on the road ahead. There must always be some challenging things and some seemingly impossible goals, so that people can always maintain the passion and enthusiasm for progress. power.

In this regard, he and Angelet are quite similar.

"That's it."

Benigo collected all the scattered blood of the Ice Crystal Demonic Snake and bound it with his spiritual power. It could almost fill an entire oak barrel.

"I'll prepare it, and you can take the blood essence with the strongest bloodline power from it."

Benigo explained and hurriedly flew towards the valley.

Ronan's eyes fell on the ice crystal snake that was still silently licking its wounds.

This guy was beaten up by Ronan and signed a "betting" contract with him. The whole snake seemed to have grown a lot.

At this time, it was quietly lying on the side, and its scarlet eyes became deep, as if it had learned to endure and gradually became cunning.

"Who are those three cold-scaled pythons who sacrificed their own blood for your transformation?"

Ronan walked up and softened his tone, trying to communicate with the ice crystal snake.

The latter did not answer, but just looked at him faintly.

Bosilina's soul contract is different from the general master-servant soul contract. It maintains the relative independence of the "servant" to a large extent.

In general master-servant contracts, the servant has no secrets from the master, but Ronan cannot fully perceive the inner thoughts of the ice crystal snake, and can only vaguely capture its slight emotional fluctuations.

"One of them died, probably to better cover you to complete the awakening of your bloodline."

Ronan said to himself, feeling that the heart of the ice crystal snake began to waver, and a "hissing" sound came out of its mouth, and a trace of terrible coldness flowed in its scarlet snake eyes.

This coldness was far beyond what Ronan had shown before.

Snakes usually have a cold-blooded nature.

But strangely, Ronan did not see this in the nest of ice crystal snakes. Instead, he felt that they were much warmer than many wizards.

"There are two more, who were captured. Now they are probably kept somewhere."

Ronan stretched out his hand and gently reached towards the head of the ice crystal snake, as if to touch its scales.

The latter shrank back as if it had been electrocuted, with obvious resistance. It was obviously not used to such close interaction with a "human", and a "human" that made it angry, thinking about resistance all the time, and surpassing it.

"Don't worry, if there is a chance in the future, I will help you rescue them. And there is one more thing."

Ronan calmly pressed his hand on the snake scales at the center of the ice crystal snake's eyebrows, and sharp metal silver wires shot out from his five fingers, passing through the gaps between the snake scales and quickly drilling into the flesh under the horn on its head.

The ice crystal snake felt pain, and violent and ferocious eyes instantly emerged. It opened its bloody mouth and was about to bite Ronan fiercely.

Ronan was unmoved, just looking at it coldly.

"You should start learning how to be a qualified magic pet."

Drops of ice blue and bright red blood flowed quickly from the skin and flesh of the ice crystal snake along the metal wire.

Benigo asked Ronan to take the blood from his heart, but Soraya once told Ronan that the most valuable blood essence of the cold scale python that awakened the blood of the ancient ice crystal snake is actually in the blood sac under the horn on its head.

That is where the blood power is most concentrated.

The root of the blood was extracted, and the huge body of the ice crystal snake twisted and danced wildly. It wanted to bite Ronan countless times, but was tightly restrained by the power of the soul contract.

Ronan stopped extracting until he had taken about a fist of blood essence.

He released his hand from the Ice Crystal Demonic Snake's head and retracted the metal wire under the robe. The Ice Crystal Demonic Snake in front of him also quickly succumbed, and his condition looked even worse than before.

Ronan threw hundreds of high-grade magic stones at it to help it recover a little, casually told it to stay nearby and not run around, and then flew towards the valley.

When they arrived at the place, Ronan saw Benigo standing next to the Holy Blood Tree, watering the Holy Blood Tree with the ordinary blood of the ice crystal snake he had just collected as nutrients.

"Let the Holy Blood Tree absorb some of the blood of the Ice Crystal Demon Snake first, which will help it purify the blood of the same kind later."

Seeing Ronan coming, Benigo explained casually.

Ronan blinked, but he didn't expect this. Benigo's research on the Holy Blood Tree was indeed much deeper than him.

"I plan to keep some of the blood for experiments."

Benigo paused and then continued to speak, as if asking for Ronan's consent.

Ronan nodded casually and focused entirely on the Holy Blood Tree.

The Holy Blood Tree, which had absorbed a large amount of blood from the Ice Crystal Demonic Snake, grew vigorously again, and had completely grown into the shape of a small tree.

The leaves of the tree are as clear as emeralds, and the red veins in the leaves are eye-catching and delicate. At this time, the whole body is bathed in a layer of light blue glow, full of mystery and gorgeous temperament.

Ronan thought for a while, then entered the "half-monster transformation" state again, then cut his wrist and let his own blood join in watering the Holy Blood Tree.

The Holy Blood Tree grew at a speed visible to the naked eye until it reached an unprecedented peak. Ronan stopped and took out the blood essence taken from the eyebrows of the Ice Crystal Demon Snake.

The mixed blood mass of ice blue and bright red is placed in the hand, like an extremely delicate crystal ball, still flashing with strange light under the sunlight.

This is the blood of Warcraft that has been truly inherited from ancient times. Any wizard who is obsessed with blood will go crazy when he sees it.

And now.

Ronan also tried to build on this foundation and take it one step further!

"Are you full?"

He reached out and gently touched the trunk of the Holy Blood Tree, and whispered: "It's your turn to show off when you're full."

The Holy Blood Tree responded enthusiastically, like a child eager to express himself in front of his parents. The leaves on his body swayed and collided with each other, making a rustling sound.

Its attitude towards Ronan was completely opposite to that of the ice crystal snake outside.

Ronan slowly handed out the blood ball in his hand, and countless red tentacles popped out from under the Holy Blood Tree, instantly covering the entire blood ball.

Immediately after a blood spore was formed on the top of the tree, Ronan let go of his hand and sat down cross-legged in the rune array that Benigo had already arranged.

Blood transplantation is officially ready to begin.

The Holy Blood Tree continued to tremble, emitting bursts of red light full of mysterious aura.

Ronan kept staring at it, paying attention to its condition.

"Crack-"

Suddenly, a leaf fell from the Holy Blood Tree, its color was dim, as if it had exhausted all its strength and withered and died.

Ronan's pupils shrank, and then he saw more and more leaves falling. The entire Holy Blood Tree seemed to be suffering from some kind of disaster or severe cold. The rustle withered, and the color of the entire tree declined rapidly. The top of the treetop The blood spores are getting bigger and bigger

Ronan's eyes flickered fiercely and he didn't stop. However, he thought about cutting his hand again to use his own blood to provide support to the Holy Blood Tree, but he was stopped by Benigo on the side.

"It's also important to keep yourself in good shape."

Benigo calmly took out the blood of the Ice Crystal Demon Snake that he had previously reserved, poured it towards the bottom of the Holy Blood Tree, and then took out a large number of bottles and jars filled with unknown liquids from his storage pocket. Open them all and pour them down.

With the support of these nutrients, the condition of the Holy Blood Tree was slightly better, and the rate of leaf fall began to slow down.

I don’t know how long it took, but the Holy Blood Tree suddenly emitted a burst of intense red light, followed by the whole body drooping down, and the blood spores at the top also burst with a "click", spitting out a blood crystal the size of a thumb. Come.

Ronan reached out and grabbed the blood crystal.

After the purification, the color of the ice crystal demon snake's bloodline changed from the original blue-red to a dark blue, almost black color. There was nothing special about it on the surface, but it was hard to the touch with a hint of coldness.

"Crystalline blood? Then the original method doesn't seem to work."

Benigo on the side saw this scene and frowned slightly.

"The magic circle is activated as usual... I'll try to embed it directly and absorb it."

Ronan thought for a while and replied.

According to the blood transplantation method provided by Soraya, the transplanted blood also needs to be engraved on the body in the form of runes, and then the power of the magic circle is used to squeeze it into the body, which is similar to the process of "talent transplantation".

But now that the crystallized blood cannot be melted, Ronan can only continue in the most direct and brutal way.

Ronan held the dark blue blood crystal in his hands and looked at it carefully.

No one has ever succeeded in blood transplantation.

The stronger the bloodline, the harder it is to tame.

You need to bear the risk that your body may deform into a monster.

One thought after another rolled through his mind, and finally...

He raised his right hand and made a sharp cut on the left side of his heart. While the flesh was rolling out, he quickly stuffed the dark blue blood crystal in his hand into it.

"snort--"

The sharp corner of the blood crystal pierced the fragile membrane outside the heart, and a piercing pain came. Ronan groaned and his tall and straight body bent slightly.

At this time, the rune array began to operate, and invisible forces penetrated Ronan's body, like countless ropes, slowly wrapped around Ronan's heart, tightening little by little

Under the squeeze of this force, the heart pumped out blood crazily, and the blood in Ronan's body flowed rapidly.

A large amount of blood washed over the blood crystal pierced in the heart again and again like a tide. Ronan's face was pale, but his lips were slightly moving, and he quickly recited a series of spells.

The power of the rune was generated in his body, gently colliding and knocking on the blood crystal.

Gradually, the originally extremely solid dark blue crystal seemed to loosen, and a wisp of the same dark blue smoke emanated from its surface, drilling into Ronan's heart.

With another heart pumping, the mysterious blood power contained in this dark blue smoke spread throughout the body with the rapidly flowing blood.

In an instant!

"Buzz——"

Ronan only felt a huge roar in his mind, and his heart stopped beating in an instant.

In his opened eyes, the original azure color instantly turned into an endless deep dark blue, and even the shape of the pupil quietly turned into a vertical line, like the pupil of a snake.

The long hair behind him was raised up, and an indescribable, indescribable, extremely vast, ancient, primitive, and wild breath emanated from his body.

In an instant, all the sounds of insects and birds in the huge valley stopped.

Benigo stood still.

Ronan completely lost consciousness.

"Hu——Hu——"

The north wind was howling, and a vast snowy land covered by wind and snow.

The young man stood, looking up at the sky and the world, and everything around him with a blank look.

"Where am I?"

The boy's eyes were filled with confusion. He didn't know where he was or where he should go.

He even forgot his own name.

He felt as if he had gone through an extremely long journey and finally arrived here.

This ancient wilderness, the boundless snowfield.

"Hiss-sizzle-rustle-"

There were low and slippery whispers, countless sticky and evil voices, as if the most filthy and disgusting existence in the world, whispering in the boy's ears.

These voices desperately drilled into the boy's head, as if they wanted to tell him something, but what they brought was a nauseating discomfort, like sharp metal scratching back and forth on smooth glass, making people tremble wildly and want to scream.

The boy hugged his head painfully, trying to get the voice out of his head like crazy.

Suddenly.

The voice stopped.

The boy looked up blankly, and then saw two blood-red suns in the sky filled with wind and snow.