"I won't save a dust grass. If you don't want to drink the medicine, I will kill you immediately." Pan Nuo said bluntly.
"So now that I've drank the liquid medicine, can you give me the fake eye?" Chromie asked Pan Nuo with empty eyes, letting go of the thoughts in his heart.
"That thing is transformed from the eyeballs of some strange creature. If you continue to wear it, it will pollute your elven blood." Pan Nuo gave a reason that he didn't know if it was true or not.
"So I will be a blind man in the future." Chromie said with some self-mockery. Even so, he took it on himself. The more you use the magic book, Chapter of Sacrifice, the more unfortunate you will be.
But people, there are always so many desires to realize, those unattainable things that they always crave, and they will never be satisfied, so they sacrifice again and again, using what they have in exchange for things you crave.
"The elves have the eyes of magic. This magic skill itself needs to be blinded to learn. I can pass on the relevant knowledge to you."
"The eye of magic can not only allow you to gain powerful perception ability, but also provide the ability to see into illusion and destroy the energy structure of magic."
"In the past, this kind of knowledge, something that only god warriors and law-breakers could learn, has been learned by you, a half-elf."
"You can live here for a while with peace of mind."
Pan Nuo babbled a lot of words, living in the ground for thousands of years, even though the elves are long-lived species, their ability to withstand the years is stronger than humans, and they have become less vulnerable in the thousands of years of loneliness. normal.
Soon Panno went out, leaving Chromie on the bed, thinking about life, or life as a half-elf.
As intruders, the Church of the Seven Gods has a policy of exterminating the elves. Over the years, the elves, except for one or two sporadic remnants hiding in the corners of the world like Pannuo, can already declare their genocide extinct.
If Te awakened the elven blood and appeared on this ground as a half-elf, what he would encounter would be endless pursuit.
Even the sinful blood that cannot be awakened and can only be transformed into a monster is being harvested by the church, so one can imagine what will happen to him next.
Chromie felt his whole body was agitated, and there was an itchy feeling in his joints. If he touched his ear, he could clearly feel that it was getting sharper.
His appearance will gradually approach that of an elf, becoming a half-elf who is neither elf nor human.
If he doesn't want to die, the best way is to hide in the underground ruins, away from humans, away from the church.
But Ollie's body is only safe for one month, and if he fails to rescue Ollie's soul in time, she will die forever.
"Go back to the ground within a month?" Chromie smiled wryly. He is now a blind man, and his personal freedom is vaguely restricted by the old elf Panno.
In any case, Chromie was in a predicament for the time being, and could only slowly adapt to the time of complete blindness and some conditions in the underground ruins.
On the other side, Dahl's body began a new round of mutations. When he first mutated, the blood of corrosion was splashed on his body because of Chromie's sacrificial magic, so after the mutation, the blood of corrosion The factor was contained by Dahl's body, so his blood also had a corrosive effect.
And after devouring a demon-eating ghost alive, Dahl's body acquired new blood factors, so a new mutation began again.
If this is a stable evolution, then it will only take the excellent elements from the bloodline of the demon ogre and integrate it into itself, and the unstable mutation will not be distinguished. His intake of bloodline elements is completely chaotic and disorderly, at most Dahl himself will have a certain influence on it.
Dahl's body was constantly twisting, and some places even exploded directly. Gray-green blood flowed out from it, and various deformed limbs continued to grow, and then withered.
Dahl howled in pain, and his entire face was distorted. Compared with the previous mutation, this pain was more severe. Gradually, Dahl only felt a pain that came from every inch of flesh and every cell in his body. sense of hunger.
It's not a hunger like a lack of nutrition, but a craving for something special, like an addiction.
"Where is it? Where is it? Give it to me!" Dahl twisted his deformed body crazily, his face was distorted, and his saliva flowed out uncontrollably.
The elves' reliance on magic power is engraved deep in their souls, and this is especially true for the demon-eating ghosts evolved from elves. In order to preserve their magic power, they gradually stopped using magic power, and at the same time they have an extremely sensitive perception of magic power.
Dahl squirmed his body, and he could gradually feel the existence of magic power, the devil ogres, and the magic light like a shining star in the center of the city.
Without any hesitation, under the control of his body, Dahl rushed towards the place where the magic power was sensed.
A demon-eating ghost was quietly gnawing on the body of its own kind in the pit. Its sharp claws cut open the gray skin, and stuffed the viscera containing magic power into its mouth hungrily, feeling the surge of magic power. Feeling the pleasure of entering the body, an indistinct sound came out of his mouth.
Suddenly it raised its head, and its scarlet tongue twitched continuously. The tongue was the most sensitive part of them to magic power. This was to taste the magic power on the one hand, and to search for the source of magic power on the other hand.
It is precisely because each other can detect the arrival of the other, so the demon ogres have not killed each other for so many years.
They will look for the breeding season to come, put down their vigilance for a short time to mate, and then leave quickly, fearing that the mate will kill them.
The survival rate of the newborns of demon-eating ghosts is not too high. If the mother cannot hunt for food, there will not be much hesitation in changing back to devouring the cubs.
For thousands of years, elves have completely become a kind of life with a unique law of reproduction and survival.
But now the demon-eating ghost sensed a weak source of magic power slowly approaching him. It glanced at the corpses of the same kind in the pit, its scarlet tongue kept turning, and finally greed gained the upper hand. The source of magic power is very weak, maybe it is being injured, and being injured means being reduced to food.
Such a thought passed through the simple brain of the demon-eating ghost, so he guarded near the pit, his body twisted and entangled, and once he sensed the enemy approaching, he jumped up and killed the opponent.
Finally, the sound of a large body crushing the grass was heard, and the demon ogre jumped out, and saw a deformed tentacle stretching out, several gray arms on it firmly grabbed him, and dragged him towards the monster.
Deformed limbs and lumps of disgusting viscera were mixed together, and there was a layer of mucus on the surface, and some eyes blinked on it.
Without any resistance, the monster was pulled into the monster's body and became a new victim.