The power that came from his own blood mixed with his soul and nourished it. However, Lucien's skin started to wither. He looked like a mummy that had been buried in a tomb for many years, or a withered poplar tree in the Gobi Desert. It was obvious that Lucien was not far from death.
Lucien's legs were weak, his muscles were loose, and his heartbeat slowed down. His brain and soul seemed to be separated. One of them was slow and blurry, while the other one was high and clear.
The feeling was so strange and weird, as if Lucien's meditation had come to the real world.
When Lucien's soul power grew to a certain level and his blood power was almost exhausted, when Lucien thought that his body was going to rot, a little bit of strange power seeped into his neck from Rhein's teeth. The strengthening of his soul and the transformation of his blood power stopped immediately. The remaining blood power started to recover under the stimulation of this strange power. It quickly split and regenerated, flowing in Lucien's veins again.
Lucien's skin was no longer gray, and his skin was tight again. His muscles were filled with explosive power. His heartbeat was still slow, but it was very powerful. His brain was clear and working fast.
The slight numbness came again. Rhein's teeth left Lucien's neck.
His body seemed to be much more transparent, and his silver eyes were a bit tired. However, his smile was still elegant and generous, "A noble gentleman is never stingy with his reward."
Lucien's body was no longer restrained, and he regained his ability to move. After checking his body carefully, Lucien said in surprise, "My soul is as strong as a fourth-circle sorcerer's, and my body is as strong as a level two Knight's … Mr. Rhein, are you alright?" Seeing that Rhein's body was shaking and his huge black bat wings were shrinking, Lucien asked with concern.
"In fact, there are many magic rituals that can directly improve one's soul and spiritual power. Ancient sorcerers like to do this. But there are two problems with this method. First, the materials and items required are relatively expensive. Not many magicians can afford it unless they take a risk and gain a great harvest, or they prepare for it for many years. Also, if you convert the money spent into magic potions, you'll find that you only need half or one-third of the magic potions to meet the requirements for advancement. Therefore, only those magicians who have difficulty in advancing, or who need to increase their strength in a short period of time for various reasons need something like this. "
Rhein seemed to understand Lucien's surprise and concern, so he explained in detail, "The second problem is that there are many sequelae. Some of them are from the materials such as gems or the blood of magic creatures, which are turned into nutrients for the soul, and some of them are not good enough to match their level. these sequelae. If the sequelae are not removed, the worst case scenario is that you will have to rely on magic rituals like this every time you want to reach the next level, and your personality may even be distorted. "
"As for you, Lucien, you don't have these two problems, because this is a small reward that I'm giving you in advance. What will consume is my Origin of Blood, and what will strengthen your soul is your own Blood Power, so there will be no other side effects. Your Blood Power belongs to moonlight, which is similar to vampires in many aspects. Therefore, it can be stimulated and strengthened by my Origin of Blood."
"However, the path of a Knight is more and more dependent on willpower. Unless you are willing to give up arcana studies and focus on the path of becoming a Knight, you can't become a Great Knight. Of course, you can also learn from some sorcerers and directly modify your body with magic and biological materials, so that you can get a weird but strong body and a longer life span. This is one of the purposes that they used to study the fusion of different Blood Powers. "
Rhine looked at the ring, Element, on Lucien's right hand. "Others might have a hard time when it comes to understanding arcana and magic, but I think you, the winner of Holm Crown prize, should be able to solve this problem easily." Rhine looked at the ring on Lucien's right hand, Element.
Lucien slightly nodded, and the worry in his heart disappeared. In a week or two, when he could fully control the spiritual power brought by the strengthened soul, he could try to reach the fourth circle, which was two years earlier than expected.
"Mr. Rhein, when I become a senior-rank sorcerer, I'll activate the arrangements you left behind. But I don't know where they are yet. "Lucien relaxed a bit and asked jokingly.
Rhein pointed at Lucien's neck, "That's why I left a mark, so that I can project myself into your dream and communicate with you. Of course, you can use your spiritual power to block the projection, and I can only enter your dream with your permission. By the way, you can also call me into your dream through the mark. "
Hearing Rhein's words, Lucien hurriedly sensed it with his spiritual power and found that there was a faint blood crescent-shaped mark on his neck, which looked like an inconspicuous birthmark.
Lucien chuckled, "It seems that you really don't want me to know other secrets too early, Mr. Rhein."
"If you really want to know, Lucien, you can go to the Congress of Magic's Arcana Library and exchange for the history of the Church. Although they are the most common parts, you can find some interesting things if you compare them. The most terrifying secrets may be hidden in the most common records. " Rhein chuckled, and then he put his right hand on his chest and left gracefully, "The power of projection has been rejected by the World of Souls, and I've consumed the Origin of Blood, so I can't maintain it anymore. Please allow me to leave in advance."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly collapsed and turned into numerous black bats. They flew in all directions like shadows and melted into the hall.
The silver faded away, the red faded away, the sound disappeared, and the breeze calmed down. Everything returned to the way it was before the World of Souls, which was always black, white, and gray, and always silent.
"What happened just now was really like the scene where doves of peace were released in the square, except that the white doves turned into black bats." Lucien murmured to himself with a smile, but no sound came out of his mouth. There was only the eternal silence in his ears.
After looking around the hall, Lucien looked at Ivanovszki's dead body. Ivanovszki was indeed a tough opponent. The Blessing of Interference was indeed one of the orthodox sorcerers and hunters. If it were not for the fact that Ivanovszki's level was the same as Lucien's, Lucien would have been the one to run away.
If Ivanovszki had not been careless when he entered the World of Souls, Lucien would not have known that he could also sense the gap of the entrance to the World of Souls. Lucien would not have been able to kill Ivanovszki, a saint Knight who was fast and agile.
Ivanovszki's armor had been completely destroyed by Gaston's Toxic Fog and Elemental Order, so Lucien only picked a few metal pieces that were still in good condition and put them into his storage bag. Maybe they could be used as materials for other alchemy items in the future.
Because of the Blessing of Interference, Ivanovszki did not have any extraordinary items such as rings, necklaces, amulets, belts, etc. He only had a giant sword and a pair of silver gloves:
"Purifier, level three advanced two-handed giant sword. Before senior-rank, the user's magic resistance will be increased by one level. Every time you hit the target, you will cause holy damage equal to physical attack."
"This is a divine sword specially made to purify sorcerers."
"Ogre Gloves of Strange Strength, level five middle-rank magic item. The user's power will be increased to the level of a level five Knight."
"Strength is the only thing you can rely on!"
Both of the items were slightly corroded after being contaminated by the mist, but they were not seriously damaged. At least Lucien, a sorcerer who was not good at repairing alchemy items, was confident that he could fix them.
"Purifier is not very useful to me, and I can also increase my magic resistance. Well, I can give it to Leo. Ogre Gloves of Strange Strength are not bad. " Lucien put the two extraordinary items into his storage bag and thought about their value.
Then, Lucien searched Ivanovszki's body, trying to find some secret files. However, Ivanovszki was very careful. He did not take anything with him except for a purse with more than twenty Schachran gold coins.
After taking care of the body and the traces, Lucien stared at the gray hall in silence. His thoughts were running wild. "Who's behind Ivanovszki? What's his relationship with the World of Souls? Are there other intelligent creatures in the World of Souls? "
"What are the mysteries of the gods and the true meaning of immortality?" Lucien wondered. "What is the form of immortality in this world that is so consistent with the laws of physics and chemistry on Earth?"
… …
In the Dry Vine Castle in the main material world.
"Bishop Nevski, thank you so much." Count Werther thanked the bishop energetically, "I'll leave the senior-rank sorcerer Nikonov to the Church's night watchers."
As a senior-rank sorcerer, Nikonov must have a lot of strange spells and life-saving items. In order to kill Carleena, Count Werther gave up the advantage that he worked so hard to gain. Therefore, Nikonov was able to escape successfully.
In fact, Nikonov could tell that Count Werther had temporarily recovered to his peak state. If the battle had continued, Nikonov would have been able to kill Count Count Werther or even control him. However, since the Great Knight had sent the signal to the Church for help, Nikonov had to take the chance to escape.
Nevski was wearing a red robe. His face was square and kind, and he was the kind of person who could make his followers calm down just by looking at him.
He said to Lucien apologetically, "Lord Count Werther, it's my fault. I didn't find out that the curse was weakened under your serious illness."
"Since they dared to do this, it means that they are very confident about the curse. It has nothing to do with you, Bishop." Count Witte smiled understandingly. Then he brought up the topic of his inheritance. "By the way, Your Excellency, I've already reported my wish to His Majesty through a secret channel. I'm his knight, so it's up to him to choose my successor from the Witte family."
Nevski smiled, "Lord Count Werther, your decision is the most appropriate one. His Majesty will be satisfied with your loyalty. He will try his best to find a suitable successor for you and take good care of the Werther Family. Alright, Lord Count Werther, I still have to deal with the senior-rank sorcerer and Ivanovszki's followers. I'll go back to the church now. "
"Send Bishop Nevski away," Count Werther said to a Knight who was protecting him.
Watching Nevski leaving the hall, Count Werther suddenly felt weak. His good attitude was completely gone. At the same time, a cold smile appeared on his face.
Under the escort of the Knight, Nevski left the castle with several bishops and pastors.
At this time, the sky was getting brighter. Nevski raised his head as if he was appreciating the view, while drawing a cross in front of his chest with his right hand.
The cross was short at the top and long at the left and right. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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