Dragon Wizard of the Heavens

"Change all the money? Or need something else?" After checking the fangs, the bar owner looked up and said.

"Three units of ammunition, give me some more food. By the way, garlic essence, um, three more." Paris obviously paused when he said garlic essence.

"Okay, no problem, but I suggest you go back and take a shower and spray some perfume by the way." The bar owner shrugged.

"Ammunition, and garlic essence." Paris put the ammunition and three glass bottles handed over, and Paris put them in his pocket.

"This is your reward." An obviously not light bag was placed on the bar, and there was a crisp metal crash. Other people around saw the bag, and greed flashed in their eyes.

Paris didn't go to take it directly, but looked back at the people around him, his eyes turned, and the others shifted their sights one after another, and the bar became lively again.

He picked up the bag with his hand, and put it into the backpack behind him, holding the bag tightly with a few eyes in the dark.

After gathering the things, Paris pulled a plate of roast meat and began to eat. As a demon hunter who climbed up from the bottom, he knows the essence or rules of a demon hunter very well, that is-the strong is respected!

In the inner world, various dark creatures are active. These dark creatures are hidden in the crowd. Although the armies of the governments of various countries are powerful, the armies can't handle this kind of thing at all, so they can only rely on the Holy See and the Demon Hunters.

Because the Holy See is a religion, since the Middle Ages, countries have gotten rid of the control of the Holy See and gained greater rights. They have been vigilant about the Holy See, so the Holy See has been restricted in many cases. But the dark creatures must be dealt with by someone, so the debilitated demon hunter became active again.

The source of the demon hunters is very complicated. Soldiers, poor people, robbers, and people who have joined for various purposes can be said to be a mixed bag of demon hunters. The law cannot restrict them here. The only rule is power.

Now that Paris has gained some strength, he can be a little bit presumptuous, after all, he still needs some soul spar now, if someone'voluntarily' sends it over, that would be great.

There is never a shortage of people who want to get something for nothing and take shortcuts in the world. Just after Paris left the pub after eating, at least three waves of people left the bar.

"boom!"

With a gunshot and a plop, one body slowly fell down.

In the dark alley, there were more than a dozen figures lying in all directions, Yin Hong's blood was flowing, and a faint aura flashed by, and after a while, a figure wearing a black windbreaker slowly walked out.

"Three low-level soul spar, the harvest is not bad." Throwing a few gray crystals into his pocket, the figure slowly left the alley, and the old man pulled his shadow under the dim light.

After the mysterious evidence appeared for a period of time, many people discovered that it is not only dark creatures that can condense soul spar. Strong humans can also. However, compared with dark creatures, the chance of killing humans to condense soul spar is much lower. People are basically hard to freeze.

Only the demon hunter has a higher chance, so many demon hunters have also turned their attention to those who are also demon hunters. However, these actions can only be done privately, and once discovered, they will become public enemies. But passive counterattack is not among them, so some demon hunters deliberately lure others to attack and then counter-kill.

Mystery store.

A flash of light flashed, and a figure appeared in the shop.

"Welcome to the mystery store, do you have any needs?" A mechanical voice sounded, and a tall figure came out.

"I need to buy the blood of the Nightborne." Paris said directly.

"The Bloodline of the Nightborne requires 300 low-level soul spars, or other resources of equal value."

"boom!"

A backpack was placed directly on the table.

"This is the material I used to buy the bloodline of the Nightborne." Paris may open the backpack directly, revealing the golden light and a lot of soul spar inside.

"One middle-level soul spar, 87 low-level soul spar, 57334 grams of gold, worth more than 300 low-level soul spar, you can buy it." The steel golem picked up the things and returned to the counter. Later, a bottle of green liquid was taken out of the protective cover.

"The Bloodline of the Night Son can gain powerful power after being implanted. It has the ability to regenerate and night vision. Its life span is twice that of normal humans. It can enter a violent state after being angry. It can only be used by humans." This bloodline of the Night Son is Alan. After improving the werewolf bloodline, it was the same bloodline that Viken was injected into.

Paris reached out and took the light green crystal bottle. There were countless stars twinkling in the solution inside, and the whole potion looked exceptionally beautiful.

"How to use this bloodline?" Paris observed the potion for a while and then asked.

"Don't worry, our store provides free blood vessel implantation service, and guests can make an appointment in advance when they need blood vessel implantation."

"I need to implant it immediately." Paris said directly.

"Yes, please come with me." The steel golem turned and walked to the other door, and opened the door. It looked very empty. Paris carefully looked at the surrounding environment. The room was not big, and there were a lot of strange outlines on the ground. With strange patterns, a rectangular stone platform is placed in the center of the room.

"Please lie down." The cold mechanical sound interrupted his thinking. Paris hesitated to look at the stone platform, and then at the steel golem next to him, with a bit of hesitation in his eyes, but then he bit his teeth. Then he turned over and lay on the stone platform.

As soon as he lay down, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com's ruby-like eyes of the steel golem suddenly lit up, followed by a direct groggy feeling from Paris.

"Not good! I was calculated" vigilance came from my heart, a thought came up, but it was too late, and Paris didn't have any ability to resist and fell asleep directly.

Just after he fell asleep, a figure appeared silently in the room.

"Master!" The steel golem bowed and saluted the moment he saw the figure.

"You go out!" Ellen waved his hand, and the crystal bottle flew directly into Ellen's hand. The steel golem left the room, and Allen began to implant the blood.

For this kind of experiment, Alan was already familiar with the road. After spending half an hour, he implanted the blood of the night son into Paris, snapped his fingers, and the rune array slowly closed. Alan glanced at Paris who was lying on the stone platform, with an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth, and then disappeared.

After Alan left, about ten minutes later, Paris finally woke up. The awake Paris turned over, rolled to the side of the stone platform, and assumed a defensive posture, but the imaginary attack did not appear. After a few seconds, he stood up slowly.