dark wizard

() "Lynch, it's just in time for you to come, otherwise you will have to starve all night." Leo's loud voice came from the side.

He walked up to Lynch and handed him a sticky thing, which looked disgusting.

Lynch squeezed the lump with his hands, looked at it in front of his eyes, and asked, "What is this?"

"Haha, Uncle Ao, I just said that he is a noble young master, how can he eat this kind of thing!" Leo was accompanied by a fat little man, dressed in shabby sackcloth, and his voice was strange. .

Lynch ignored it, and just frowned and asked, "Is this... for food?"

Leo nodded, "Dinner time is over, I remembered you hadn't woken up yet, so I grabbed a rice ball for you and came back."

Although he knew that there would be no rare delicacies in the death row camp, but thinking about eating this disgusting rice ball for every meal, Lynch still had a desire to vomit. He resisted to take the rice ball from Leo's hand, not forgetting Thank you.

Lynch knew that it would be nice to have something to eat now.

When he leaves here, he must improve his food, but it is more important to live now, he does not have the strength to escape here.

"Can you eat it?" The little fat man stared at the rice ball, and said in a strange voice: "You are a noble young master, why don't you give it to me, you are so skinny, eating it is a waste."

Leo frowned and snorted, "Vincent, shut your stinky mouth!"

Vincent panted heavily and said nothing, but he still kept his eyes on the rice ball.

Lynch knew that Vincent had helped him when he first came to the camp, but his mouth was annoying.He held the rice ball and looked at it for a long time, suppressing his nausea and holding his breath, but still ate it in one bite.

It's really hard to eat...

Finally swallowed the last sip, Lynch hurriedly took the water bottle that Leo handed over, took a quick gulp before spitting it out, and took two long breaths before Lynch could say, "Thank you...thank you , Uncle Ao."

"Haha, you're welcome, little Lynch, you have to get used to this place, or you won't survive until the next battle."

Vincent was still muttering: "It's your luck to meet a good man like Uncle Ao." He pointed to his bruised left cheek and said, "By the way, next time you want to eat, you have to go by yourself! For this rice ball , and I got punched hard.”

Lynch looked at the bruise and was slightly touched. He really thought that this little fat man was actually pretty good, "Thank you, Vincent."

"Hmph, if it wasn't for Uncle Ao's insistence, I wouldn't have helped."

Vincent was still nagging: "It's unlucky, how could our team get such a newcomer!" As he said that, he and Leo turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing the two of them stop, Lynch stepped forward with a smile and said, "Vincent, I can use your hand."

"Lend my hand?" Vincent was startled, put his hands behind his back, and said, "You...what are you going to do?" He seemed to sense a hint of danger.

"Don't be afraid, just reach out."

Vincent stretched out his hand suspiciously, "What are you going to do? I feel something bad is about to happen." Even so, his eyes sparkled with interest.

This new guy, who survived the first battle, seems to have some unknown secrets.

Then he saw the kid in front of him, a green light condensed from his right hand.

"hiss..."

Vincent watched the green light flash across his finger, followed by a drop of blood, and he yelled in horror, "Lynch, what are you doing! Hiss...my hand..." He clutched his arm , Grinning in pain.

Leo frowned, "Vincent, look clearly, it's just a broken finger."

Wen Sen was stunned for a moment, only to realize that his hand was still intact. He gasped in fear and cursed angrily, "What are you doing? It was so dangerous just now. You almost cut off my finger."

Hearing this, the light in Leo's eyes flickered.

Lynch smiled. He stretched out his left hand. There was a smear of red on the palm of his hand. It was the drop of blood that fell just now. He said, "I will use your blood to do a magic experiment."

"My God! My blood is very precious! Lynch, since you need it, you should shed your own blood!"

"I've tried my own..." Lynch said and returned to the tent. He didn't have time to chat with the little fat man.

Only Vincent and Leo were left looking at each other.

"What the hell is he doing?" Vincent muttered, "Fortunately, it's me. If he did this to others, he would be a corpse now."

Instead, the corners of Leo's eyes lit up and he said, "This new kid is really not simple. Fortunately, he belongs to our team."

"It's not easy, you say him?"

Leo nodded, "Did you notice just now? The spiritual power condensed from his fingers is so sharp, and it can only swipe your fingers with precision. This kind of precise spiritual power control...is really unimaginable! "

"Is it difficult?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Vincent knew he had said something stupid.

He is a person who knows spells, and he can also release several powerful spells. Although he has not really become a healer, his spiritual power is not inferior to that of ordinary healers.

Because of this, he recalled it before he could understand the extraordinary control he showed just now.

If it were him, the spiritual power condensed with his fingers would have no other effect other than attracting natural elements, and making spiritual power produce attributes is a very advanced skill.

At least he doesn't understand.

But he still said stubbornly: "What's the use of that, his pitiful spiritual power may not even be enough to release half of the spell."

Leo only frowned and nodded, thinking more than Vincent.

It's nothing to experiment with spells. He knows that Lynch is an abandoned son of a big family. There are many abandoned sons like this in the camp, and a child of a spiritual master family will be trained since childhood, and will To become a healer, even an unlucky ghost who was sent to the death camp and was not recognized by the big family, it is very common to know a few witchcraft and spells.

It is not uncommon for many ordinary people to know one or two surgeries.

But using blood to experiment with techniques is a bit strange.

Most of the spells that use real objects, especially blood-type special materials, are dark and destructive in nature, and ordinary people have no access to that kind of advanced spells, so what is this new boy doing? do what?

"Perhaps he is studying some advanced technique?"

Leo immediately shook his head. How could a hapless ghost who was escorted to a death row camp know any advanced spells.

........

Lynch returned to the tent and started the experiment.

He said it was an experiment, but in fact he was just doing a test, and he needed to prove his witchcraft aptitude.

During the day, Lynch used the 'Soul Gathering Circle' to create a blood soul. The quality of that blood soul was very good, and he could tell at a glance that it was a complete soul.

With his current small amount of spiritual power, it should be very difficult to create such a perfect blood soul. It is estimated that there will be no one as perfect as thousands of them, because the spiritual power is too little, and it is impossible to lure it to drive it to complete. soul.

The more complete the soul, the stronger its own resistance to temptation.

But he did it.

This could only be due to the blood, those two drops of blood are the key to success, that is to say, his witchcraft aptitude is likely to be one in a million, no, the odds are even higher than this.

This kind of witchcraft qualification that is almost against the sky, I am afraid that it will only appear in the entire continent in a thousand years or even longer.

Lynch needs to prove it, he needs to have a complete understanding of the body.

He engraved a 'soul-gathering circle' again, but this time he used Wen Sen's blood as a guide, and soon a smear of black air adhered to the blood, and a new blood soul was completed.

But this blood soul is much worse than the one made during the day...

The blood soul is almost not completely black, from the outside, it is just a small amount of black threads wrapped around a bunch of red lights, this is almost the worst blood soul.

Lynch smiled.

He succeeded, and he really has excellent witchcraft aptitude, even much stronger than the dark magic aptitude in his previous life. In this way, he has the capital to become stronger quickly.

However, it is still necessary to create a few more blood souls just in case.

After dropping a few drops of blood, re-injecting spiritual power into the 'Soul Gathering Circle', after creating three balls of blood souls, Lynch's spiritual power had already disappeared.

He sat up cross-legged and began to practice spiritual power.

This is the most basic homework for a spiritual master.

There is no doubt about the importance of spiritual power to a spiritual master, the amount of spiritual power can directly affect the strength of a spiritual master.

However, the more basic things are, the more difficult they are. Lynch originally practiced the most common cultivation method in the mainland, which is to naturally absorb the aura in the world through meditation on the spot.

This process is very slow, and spiritual power also increases little by little in this way.

In his previous life, Lynch also cultivated in this way, because cultivating spiritual power is a process for the body to communicate with nature, and there are almost no shortcuts to take.

But only almost.

In witchcraft, there is a kind of technique that can quickly increase the speed of spiritual power cultivation, the "Spirit Condensation Technique", which is a rare bloodthirsty technique in witchcraft, also known as blood spirit technique. In order to attract, quickly absorb the spiritual power in the world, force it to transform into its own spiritual power, and greatly increase the speed of spiritual power cultivation.

The technique itself is somewhat ineffective.

Using blood energy as a guide to forcibly transform spiritual power, the speed of transformation is obviously related to the quality of 'blood energy'. In that era, most wizards with good qualifications could increase their cultivation speed by two or three times at most.

Using this method of cultivation can consume a mouthful of blood in one night, but the increase in spiritual power is negligible. Obviously, it cannot be used for a long time, and the gain outweighs the gain.

Lynch wanted to give it a try.

His body has an extremely rare pure witchcraft physique, presumably using this rare and strange technique will definitely greatly increase his spiritual power.