Quantum Godhead

() Heras rubbed his hand on the blood-soaked cover, because he was determined to follow the path of magic, he has not opened the book since he got it.The bloodline of the gods is the top existence among the bloodlines, especially he inherited the bloodline of a god king.In case the path of the mage fails, he still has a way out. From the moment he activated the resurrection body, the path of blood has been unimpeded for him.

"But I still yearn for magic, and I can't extricate myself from being intoxicated by the mysterious world." Heras sighed, and then opened the thick cover.

A strong smell of blood came from the opened pages, making Heras's nasal cavity feel a bit sticky and wet, and the azure blue light of Miracle Moon disappeared without a trace, and the whole room was plunged into complete chaos. In the darkness, some dark red shadows could be faintly seen wriggling in the darkness.

Then a dim and intense bloody light lit up from the front page of the ancient book, and those bloody lights were constantly changing and combining, arranging various contents.

"It turned out to be written with the blood of primitive gods..." Heras marveled. The trolls did not know how to use resources rationally, nor did they know how to develop sustainably. When the Frost Troll Empire was just established, the bloody They had collected a lot of the original divine blood that Wang sprinkled in the sea area of ​​the extreme northern glaciers, so they squandered it recklessly, and even used a lot of original divine blood to make utensils.Until the blood pool finally dried up, the Great Warlord Haman died in a battle, and lost the protection of the resurrected body, the troll empire immediately declared its demise.

Afterwards, various races flocked to snatch the utensils made of primitive blood, hoping to extract a little primitive blood, but no one has ever succeeded, and the used blood can no longer be recycled.And the last bit of primitive blood in the blood pool had been missing for a long time. It wasn't until the appearance of Zuerma Salams that people knew who had obtained the inheritance of the blood god of Anfaria.

This book is undoubtedly very precious to the Salams family. The content of the analysis of the godhead written in the original blood of the gods can show the structure of the godhead extremely completely, and there will be absolutely no mistakes.The most important thing is - this is a primitive bloodline artifact!Its main purpose is not to record, but to fight......

Although Heras's father, Yara, was an archmage, he even defeated a legendary professional alone and died in an ambush. This book should have contributed a lot...

After reading the instructions on the front page, Heras felt a little startled. His grandfather just casually gave him this important book for the Salams family?

Heras is not busy understanding the content, the vision of opening this book is too big, and it is easy to be discovered.

So he quickly used his quantum brain to scan all the changing content of each page, and then put the book into the space ring.

Flipping through the catalog in his mind, he roughly understood the function of this book. It can store a huge amount of life force for emergencies, and when the bloodline person inherited from the bloody king holds it, the bloodline ability will be greatly increased.

When the Grand Warlord Haman carried it, he was killed nearly a hundred times before he died completely. Although Haman would be instantly killed almost as soon as he came back to life under the siege, but because none of the legendary powerhouses who besieged him were good at extracting the vitality of blood People, so after the battle, the surviving legendary powerhouses were almost exhausted and collapsed.

"No wonder the general gave it to me... The name of this book is Haman's Book of Immortality. It is an artifact specially created by the Frost Troll Empire for their undead warlord." Heras felt a little uncomfortable , he guessed that Yala probably died in the hands of this book, and the general can only fight against his father with it.

"But you need at least the blood concentration of a ninth-level bloodline person to use it..." Heras thought resentfully.

The content recorded in this book is basically the complete analysis of the bloody king's godhead, and there is very little content about exercising blood, after all, it was written by trolls.For trolls, analyzing the godhead is a difficult problem, and to train blood, one only needs to rely on instinct to keep fighting.Trolls don't need such things as sharpening their body and mind, testing their will, understanding life and death...

"It just so happens that I don't need any blood training method..." Heras looked at the belly of the blue moon in the night sky and cursed.What he has to do now is to slowly analyze the godhead units, and then gradually fill them in the godhead frame.This is exactly what he is good at. The quantum brain can not only instantly form the analyzed content, but also quickly analyze the unfamiliar and unknown content.

"Establish an independent data analysis task: Analysis of the Godhead of the Bloody King." Heras issued a new instruction to the quantum brain, and then the complicated knowledge in the ancient book was automatically recognized and analyzed by the quantum brain, converted into concepts he could understand and printed directly into him mind.

Then he transferred the analysis task to the background to run automatically, and now he really loves this iron head......

"Long live the Federal Academy of Sciences!" Heras praised in his heart, and then fell asleep.

The morning sun didn't shine on time, because the sky in the morning was a little cumulus cloudy, just like Alice's current mood, she held a breakfast plate in her right hand, and knocked on Heras' door anxiously.

Soon the door opened, and the young and handsome Emma scholar appeared in front of her, which made the girl's heart beat a little faster.Young girls like the elegant and knowledgeable opposite sex, and she is no exception, but her heartbeat is not because of this.

"Good morning, Mr. Heras, this is your breakfast. Did you rest well last night?" Alice asked softly.

"Very good, thank you very much for your hospitality." Heras said with a smile. Seeing Alice coming to bring him breakfast in person, he could vaguely guess what this girl wanted to do. He saw it from Alice's clear eyes yesterday. When it comes to strong longing, there is a heart beating like a fire under her quiet appearance.This girl desires knowledge and power as much as he does.

Horace finished his breakfast under Alice's nervous gaze. He watched the girl put away the tableware with trembling hands, but remained silent.

"Uh, Alice, you're fine..." He decided to give this girl a chance, she made a good impression on himself, he didn't mind helping her casually, in this world full of extraordinary power , no one is not eager to change their destiny.Alice still has a bottom line, otherwise she would have come to him last night.

Maybe it was the first time he took the initiative to talk to Alice, and the girl mustered up a little courage in an instant. She took a deep breath and said, "I...I know it's too much to say... respect Emma Scholar..." Now she wasn't Mr. Horace again.

After Heras patiently waited for her to hew and haw for a long time, she finally asked the topic: "Dear Emma scholar...I...I heard from grandpa...you said that you are going all the way along the Marshall Islands Floating over?"

"Yes." He replied succinctly.

"Are you a mage..." Alice closed her eyes and said, as if it took a lot of strength to ask her.

"Yes, I'm an intermediate mage." Heras thought this girl was really interesting.

His words almost made Alice lose her grip on the dinner plate... This is the Western Continent. Except for the Elven Empire, due to long-term chaos in other regions, not only civilization has stagnated, but also a lot of magical knowledge has been lost, so here There are far more bloodline users than spellcasters.

The old mayor of Thoreau Town is just a high-level magic apprentice...

Alice bowed deeply to Heras, so big that Heras was a little worried that her waist would be broken.

"I like magic very much... Dear Emma scholar... I like it very much... I am eager to enter that mysterious world..." She spoke more fluently now, "But my teacher... the old mayor of Jik...he doesn't have the promotion method of a formal mage...nor the meditation method of a formal mage...he said that I have excellent talent ...If you can find those methods.....I hope to become a real spellcaster!"

"I have all of these." Heras tempted.

"I'm willing to give anything!" Alice said loudly, and she felt a little out of control after she finished speaking, and then apologized, "I'm sorry...I'm so excited..."

"What's the price?" Heras asked softly, his emotions couldn't be seen from his voice.

This sentence made Alice fall into silence. It's not that she doesn't understand anything at this age. To be honest, that young man is not offensive. If you dedicate your first night to him, maybe...

Alice struggled for a while, seeing the girl's throat trembling with difficulty, Heras raised his hand to caress her cheek, this action made Alice take a few steps back like an electric shock.

She tugged on her collar tightly, and said out of breath, "Any price other than my family and my ......!"

"Then what price can you pay?" Heras said lightly.

Alice's cheeks turned red, she felt that she was so despicable, she wanted to get precious magic knowledge without paying anything!

But that kind of sacrifice... Alice shook her head fiercely, as if she wanted to drive out something, then she bowed to Heras again, "Excuse me, respected Emma scholar... ...." As she spoke, her eyes couldn't stop shedding tears, the opportunity was right in front of her, but she couldn't grasp it, and there would be no such opportunity in the future...never...

Just as Alice staggered out the door, a joking voice came from behind: "You don't have to pay any price, little girl, this is easy for me."

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