The Wizarding Age

It was a month later when Mary woke up again.

The energy level of the powerful blood she sucked this time was far higher than her vampire level, forcing her to digest such powerful blood energy by sleeping continuously. Of course, this is also a natural ability of their vampire clan!

If it were another creature, swallowing so much alien energy in one breath would easily pollute the direction of its own blood. But the vampire clan is so different. No matter how much alien energy they swallow, it will all become nutrients for their own vampire blood after digestion, and there will never be a situation of blood mixing.

However, this evolution is obviously different from the past. When she woke up from a deep sleep, Mary even felt that she was about to starve to death.

This made her horrified.

In the past, when she needed to sleep after swallowing blood energy, the biggest feeling at the moment of waking up was the fullness and satisfaction of her blood. But today, for some reason, after swallowing all the blood of a wizard-level monster leader, she was hungry again when she woke up, and she was still hungry.

And this feeling came from the deepest part of the blood source of the body. It was as if... as if this time, the pace of her blood evolution was greater and more sudden than the evolution of her physical fitness.

Could it be that the flower spirit's blood still contained factors that promoted blood evolution? With deep doubts, Mary licked her lips and opened her eyes.

This is not her room! There is someone in the room!

Mary sat up silently from the bed, and her scarlet eyes fell straight on a tall and burly back.

This is Grimm's room, but the man sitting at the desk reading a book silently is obviously not him. The broad and sturdy body is very strange, but the familiar soul fluctuations, the familiar body breath... Hey, that's not right! How come there is a hint of pungent sulfur mixed in the familiar smell?

Mary floated up silently, and came behind the familiar stranger in just a flash. The nails of both hands grew rapidly, and became unusually sharp with the flash of blood, and her scarlet eyes were staring at the other's neck, which was close at hand, ready to bite at any time.

There was a crisp sound.

The two items that were originally on Mary fell to the ground with her movements, making a crisp sound.

Hearing the sound, the burly figure turned his head. The moment he saw Mary, a joyful smile appeared on his face.

"You woke up?!"

The smile was very sincere, and also filled with joy!

Mary stopped the action of attacking, her bloodshot pupils shrank into a slit, and she asked coldly: "Who are you? Why do you smell like Grimm?"

Looking at Mary's extremely nervous appearance, Grimm's handsome face showed a look of not knowing whether to laugh or cry. It seems that the changes of both parties during this sleep were too great, so that Mary began to doubt her eyes.

Grimm stood up from the chair. His figure, which was once almost the same as Mary's, was now a head taller than Mary. Coupled with his broad and burly figure, when the two stood face to face, the sense of spatial oppression that came from Grimm forced Mary to unconsciously take a step back.

"The most accurate basis for judging a person is his soul fluctuations. Why, Mary, can't you feel my soul fluctuations?" Grimm asked calmly.

He didn't want to provoke the other party too much at this time, because Mary was like a female leopard on full alert, ready to bite at the slightest disagreement. Although Grimm was quite confident in himself due to the sudden increase in strength, in this small residence, even if five of him were tied together, they would probably not be able to withstand the tearing of a vampire quasi-witch.

Yes, Grimm's perception was very sharp. Mary was now a quasi-witch vampire! According to the classification of vampire levels in books, Mary should have a title now.

This title does not refer to the classification of the ranks of the nobles in the human kingdom of secular society, but the strength classification of the vampires for their own people. Since the vampires are born to lurk in human society and disguise their true identity as human nobles, they basically follow the classification of the ranks of human nobles.

With Mary's current vampire rank, she is probably qualified to be a baron!

Vampire, knight, baron, viscount, earl, marquis, duke, grand duke, prince! This series is the rank division of vampires. But bloodline rank and strength level are sometimes not proportional.

For example, Mary's vampire bloodline level is a baron, but her strength is a quasi-witch. If she meets a direct bloodline from an orthodox vampire family, it is very likely that the individual strength is still intermediate, but already has a title like viscount.

This title is of little significance to aliens other than vampires, but it has unspeakable benefits within the vampire clan. At least that intermediate vampire viscount, when facing Mary, is likely to use the suppression of bloodline to force Mary to be his slave. As for whether it will succeed, it depends on the will contest between the two and the degree of suppression between bloodlines.

Mary looked at Grimm again in doubt, and kept raising her nose to sniff the smell on his body. It was indeed Grimm's soul fluctuation! After confirming this, the tension on Mary's face eased a little bit. But where did the pungent sulfur smell and the sweet and delicious feeling come from?

Mary once again moved closer to Greem's body, opened her beautiful red lips, and planned to take a small bite to taste the taste. But as soon as her little canine teeth got close to Greem's neck, they were shot away by a small ball of sudden bursting flames.

Mary only swayed slightly in the air before she came to Greem's side again, her eyes fixed on the small ball of flame that suddenly appeared on Greem's neck without blinking.

This was a golden flame that was only the size of a fingertip. It was quietly suspended on the surface of Greem's skin and burning silently. There was no crackling sound like ordinary flames. 5 After flexing his fingers, perhaps without sensing any hostility or attack from the outside world, the flame penetrated into Greem's skin again and disappeared.

Only then did Mary realize that this flame was not summoned by Grim's spell, but a warning mechanism that triggered the body's instinctive reaction.

Mary curiously stretched out a finger and pressed it to the area where the fire had just started. It was strange this time. Her smooth fingers rubbed Greem's skin for a long time, but no flames came out. Mary was stunned at first, and then seemed to understand something.

Cold murderous intent burst out, and the nails on Mary's stretched out fingers made a slight crackling sound as they grew rapidly. The tips of the nails became abnormally sharp under the infusion of blood power. Almost at the same moment, a cluster of golden flames suddenly rose up from where Mary's fingers were pressing on her neck, directly igniting her fingers.

Mary raised her hand and watched curiously. The flames actually separated from Greem's body, burning tenaciously and persistently at her fingertips, and causing her continuous harm.

Mary spit out blood from her fingertips, and quickly used blood energy to neutralize and annihilate the flames. Only then did she turn to look at Greem.

"What kind of trick is this? It looks pretty good!"

"A combination of a body bathed in fire and a flame shield."

"Where does the sulfur smell come from in your body?"

"This is the aftermath of the last time we soaked in underground lava. We are trying to find a way to get rid of it."

"Soaking underground lava?"

"You have to know that you slept for 32 days in one breath!" Greem spread his hands helplessly: "During this period, a lot of things happened, and you need to understand them slowly!"

"Then tell me from the beginning!" Mary's little face wrinkled into a ball: "I want to listen to you while eating!"

So, in the next two hours, Mary devoured 5 portions of the magic meal in a row before she could barely stop the hunger deep in her soul. Greem was sitting next to her, watching her devouring her food while narrating what had happened during this period of time in a coherent manner.

Of course, Greem just told everything that happened. As for the speculations and suspicions he had in the cave, he didn't say a word. After all, this is the wizard tower controlled by the opponent. Who knows if the second-level wizard Andre is still monitoring them. So for safety reasons, he planned to keep this secret by himself!

When Mary finally stopped eating, Greem handed over the two gifts again.

Mary stroked the delicate sixtieth armor and magic bow that she had a vague impression of doubtfully, looking up and waiting for Grim's explanation.

"These two witchcraft weapons were originally used by flower spirits. Now I have modified them. You can use your bloodline energy to control them. You lacked long-range attack methods before, but now that you have these two, you can use your own energy to control them." Defects fixed!”

It must be said that Mary's crude method of using the power of blood has been criticized by Greem. Such a good vampire talent, but still such an old-fashioned mad dog style of play, exchanging blood with the enemy for damage! If she encounters enemies who have the ability to suppress her blood-sucking regeneration talent, her style of fighting is purely seeking death!

Now that she has Rose Flower Armor, the defect of her thin skin has been made up for. With the Bloody Magic Bow, her lack of long-range attacks is made up for. In this way, she can use her high agility to slowly wear down the enemy's attack and defense methods in a long-range guerrilla manner. If she really needs to fight in close combat, she can give up the magic bow and use cruel claws to entangle the enemy.

In this way, with both long-range and melee combat, as well as necessary defense, Mary's combat ability can be fully unleashed!

And Greem was not idle during this time either.

After transforming the witchcraft for Mary, Greem devoted all the remaining time to mastering the fire witchcraft and repairing the magic puppet.

The body bathed in fire is just a preliminary threshold for him to specialize in the fire system. Although it cannot bring direct combat ability to Greem, it is the greatest auxiliary support for all fire witchcraft. For example, the fusion of a body bathed in fire and a flame shield can give Greem this passive triggering flame protection. Any move that damages his body at close range will result in a spontaneous fire counterattack, with the damage level ranging from 3 to 5 points.

Although the fire damage is not high, it does not require him to cast spells or consume mental power to control it. It can be considered a good personal protection ability! chapter;