Due to Han Shuo's advancement to the true demon realm, not only had his magical yuan advanced by leaps and bounds in recent times, but Han Shuo's mental strength had also advanced by leaps and bounds due to the strengthening of his brain. Han Shuo had already become proficient in the few spells that should be grasped in journeyman necromancy magic.
After obtaining all of Clarendon's memories, Han Shuo's understanding of necromancy magic had taken a large step forward. Han Shuo had directly obtained many difficult and abstruse magical knowledge through Clarendon's decades of experience, and his progress in magic was tremendous.
Now, Han Shuo could feel that his mental strength was even stronger than before. Since he had grasped all journeyman magics, Han Shuo planned on advancing to the next level. His agreement with Fanny was that he would only be able to officially date her after he became an adept mage. This was a very strong motivation for Han Shuo.
Taking advantage of his free time, Han Shuo stayed in the Dark Mantle's secret room and continued to meditate and comprehend Clarendon's understanding of advanced magic.
After Han Shuo's repeated practice and grasped the advanced magic of "Acid Bog", Han Shuo felt that he had used up too much of his mental strength and temporarily stopped practicing.
At this moment, Han Shuo's eyes swiveled as he stared at Belinda, who had fainted from the potion. His thoughts raced as Han Shuo involuntarily walked to Belinda's side. After thinking for a moment, Han Shuo put a hand on Belinda's back and circulated his magical yuan. A thread of magical yuan slowly entered Belinda's body.
It was because of the cruel training of his body and the repeated reforging of it that Han Shuo had become very familiar with the structure of the human body. Han Shuo focused his attention as the magical yuan entered Belinda's body. He could feel the trajectory of the magical yuan's circulation.
When Han Shuo calmed his mind and began to do this, he quickly discovered that there was a numbing potion in Belinda's body. It was like an anesthetic that could stimulate a person's nerves and make them lose consciousness in an instant, making it difficult for them to wake up.
When Han Shuo sensed the effects of this medicine, he calmed his mind and slowly circulated his magical yuan through Belinda's body. The magical yuan absorbed the medicine and slowly gathered it in Han Shuo's palm.
As he was doing this, Han Shuo suddenly saw the dark blue birthmark on Belinda's left cheek. His heart moved, Han Shuo's magical yuan flowed into the birthmark.
When the magical yuan entered, Han Shuo could clearly feel that there was another strange substance within the dark green birthmark. However, this substance had completely melded with the skin of Belinda's face, so it would be a bit troublesome to extract it.
After all, this kind of dark blue birthmark should've been fused with Belinda's face since birth, unlike the unconscious medicine that had entered her body in a very short amount of time.
Although there was a way, Belinda's beauty had nothing to do with him. In addition, doing this would expend a lot of his magical yuan, so Han Shuo naturally wouldn't help Belinda with her beauty.
When the anesthetic in Belinda's body was almost completely absorbed, Han Shuo knew that she would wake up soon. His mind raced as he tried to think of a way to interrogate the awakened Belinda. An idea suddenly floated into his mind and Han Shuo chuckled coldly. A ball of purple flame danced on the fingertip of his left hand, and he used the Demonslayer Edge to cut open his index finger, dripping a drop of blood into the little purple flame.
When this drop of Han Shuo's blood landed on the purple flame, the little ball of purple flame suddenly flared with blinding light and then shrank to the size of a pinky fingernail. Under Han Shuo's mental manipulation, this little ball of purple flame abruptly sank into the back of Belinda's neck, becoming a small black mole.
Having reached the true demon realm in magical cultivation, Han Shuo could use secret demonic arts to form a mysterious connection with the blood essence within his body. Using a secret method, Han Shuo had sealed a cloud of mystical frost within the drop of blood essence. Through this drop of blood essence, Han Shuo could use the demon infant to control the degree of coldness of the mystical frost.
As long as Han Shuo was willing, the demon infant could activate the blood essence and allow the mystical frost to invade Belinda's body, instantly dictating her life and death. In addition, within a certain distance, Han Shuo could also sense Belinda's location through this drop of blood essence.
Because of the loss of a drop of blood essence, Han Shuo knew that Belinda would wake up in a short amount of time after doing all this. He made good use of the time and sat down cross legged nearby, silently circulating his magical yuan to quickly recover.
The blood essence was near the demon infant and existed to nourish it. Every drop contained the magical yuan that Han Shuo had trained so hard. Some special magical arts required blood essence as a primer. Blood essence was just as important to a demonic practitioner as the demon infant. One wouldn't easily lose too much blood essence. Otherwise, it would cause the demonic arts to regress at best, or cause one to go berserk at worst, destroying both body and soul.
However, the loss of a drop of blood essence naturally wouldn't cause any serious problems. As long as one trained diligently, one would be able to completely recover in a day.
A soft hum suddenly sounded from the side after a while. Han Shuo, who had been meditating in silence, could sense that Belinda was awakening even with his eyes closed.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her bright eyes began to take in her surroundings. There were a few lamps burning on the walls of the secret room, so Belinda could clearly see everything when she looked around.
Apart from being sufficiently spacious, there weren't any special decorations in the secret room. Han Shuo, who was sitting indifferently in a remote corner, immediately drew all of Belinda's attention. Han Shuo had a solemn expression on his face. His handsome face was chiseled, and he sat coldly with his back ramrod straight. He looked extremely masculine.
Pouting, Belinda exhaled softly and tugged at the ropes on her body. She discovered that it would be very difficult to free herself from them. Her quick-witted eyes darted back and forth, as if contemplating something.
"You'd better not act rashly. Otherwise, I'll immediately kill you if I notice anything amiss." Still sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, Han Shuo spoke with a cold face when he heard the sound of the rope rubbing against each other.
Han Shuo's sudden words startled Belinda. She glared angrily at Han Shuo and said, "Just who are you? What enmity does the Calamity Church have with you? Why do you have to hold me captive?"
Taking a deep breath, Han Shuo opened his deep eyes and flicked a glance at Belinda. He took out the white bone staff that he'd obtained from Clarendon from his space ring and said faintly, "Alchemist Belinda of the Calamity Church, work number seventeen. You personally refined this white bone staff. I obtained it from Clarendon after killing him. It's very useful, I have to thank you!"
"So it was you who killed Clarendon. It looks like you're one of Gryphon Legion commander Bob Ascher's men!" Belinda's gaze first focused on the white bone staff and landed on Han Shuo after a while.
Shaking his head, Han Shuo responded, "I'm not a member of the Gryphon Legion. On the contrary, I have some history with them. If it wasn't for my help when Clarendon tried to assassinate Clark, Clark might not have died. It was just that Claude killed everyone he saw, and I accidentally saw him summon the three-eyed demon god Ansidesi. He wanted to kill me, so I had no choice but to retaliate. "
"You're really not one of Bob Ascher's men?" Belinda was first quite surprised when she heard Han Shuo say that he wasn't a member of the Gryphon Legion and then hurriedly questioned Han Shuo.
"Of course, you're my prisoner now. There's no need for me to lie to you at this time." Han Shuo nodded his head affirmatively and said lowly.
"You said just now that you tried to assassinate Clark. This means that you're also enemies with Bob Ascher?" Belinda's usually gentle voice grew a bit high-pitched as she looked at Han Shuo and asked urgently, clearly a bit excited.
Nodding his head again, Han Shuo responded with a slight smile, "That's right. To be precise, Clark died by my hands and not Clarendon. I've come to Valen City this time to deal with Bob Ascher. "
"That's wonderful. Since our goals are the same, I think we shouldn't be enemies. The Gryphon Legion is so large in Valen City, I think it'll be easier for us to achieve our goals if we work together. "Belinda's face was full of joy as she looked at Han Shuo with great interest.
"But I killed Clarendon and three of your Calamity Church's magical swordsmen just now. What should we do?" Although Han Shuo had long since made up his mind, he was still a bit surprised to hear Belinda speak so readily.
"Sacrifices are unavoidable in order to achieve anything. A few deaths are no big deal. As long as we work together to deal with the Gryphon Legion, I promise that we can forget our past enmity!" Belinda spoke very carelessly, not caring at all about the lives of her own people.
Han Shuo was a bit surprised by this attitude of disregarding her own people, but seeing that his goals had been achieved, he chuckled, "If that's the case, then that's wonderful!"
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