dark wizard

() There are no kind people in death row camps.

Even if you are kind-hearted, you must adapt to this cruel environment in order to continue to survive, and killing is the most important method.

There is nothing wrong with Lynch's choice of that tent.

He needed blood as a sacrifice to carve the seal, so naturally he had to kill a few people, and he didn't want to kill someone who had no enmity against him.

And there was a guy in that tent who made a discordant sound when he was dueling with Hobbes.

He remembered the guy's face.

Being remembered by a dark high priest was that guy's bad luck. He thought that everything was over and there would be no more trouble, so he started to make a lot of noise in the camp unscrupulously and continued his original life.

But he had no idea that things hadn't started yet.

Lynch will not let go of a guy who has offended him, especially when this guy is still an ant-like existence in his eyes, and in reality, he is also a walking zombie-like character.

He is lucky that this character has become a sacrifice for his cultivation.

He should rather thank God for this opportunity.

Although he probably wouldn't want to.

But the will of the unlucky guy was not important. What was important was that Lynch wanted to get enough blood as soon as possible. After everyone in the camp fell asleep that night, Leo shuttled through the camp twice and carried six corpses to

In Lynch's tent.

Lynch specially told him to bleed as little as possible, as those are precious things.

As a result, all six corpses were suffocated to death and were perfectly preserved, with not a drop of blood wasted.

"Thanks."

After Lynch thanked Leo, he squatted on the ground and looked at the corpses with fiery eyes.

Leo and Vincent stood aside, looking at what he was going to do. Lynch's look in his eyes made them stunned. Vincent even made a funny move that made him want to vomit. Unfortunately, no one was in the mood to joke at this time.

"It's better to do it as soon as possible, it will be troublesome if someone finds out." Leo reminded.

Lin Qi nodded, picked up the hardwood branches prepared aside, and started carving on the ground. He did not inject spiritual power, but just like an ordinary drawing, sketched out the entire formation of the magic circle one by one.

He was like a superb painter, without making any changes at all. Before long, a complete picture of the magic circle appeared on the ground.

From the outside, it looks like a six-pointed star.

However, the inside of the hexagram is much more complicated. In the six corners of the image, there are many complicated gestures that form different patterns. Only after all are completed, the image will become truly clear.

“What an exquisite masterpiece!”

Vincent walked around the image, praised it, and then asked: "Is this done? What should we do next?"

"Inject spiritual power."

"Do you need my help?"

Lin Qi smiled and said: "To begin with, you have to complete a lot of work."

Even in the eyes of regular spiritual masters, magic circles are a mysterious existence, and few people have knowledge in this area. Vincent is good at magic, and he is also very interested in magic circles. Hearing this, he became very energetic.

Started work.

The entire formation has been clearly outlined, and he only needs to inject spiritual power into each stroke.

this is very simple.

Lin Qi is not afraid of any accidents. It is obviously the safest if he injects spiritual power himself. His precise control of spiritual power can ensure that the spiritual power of each stroke is basically the same.

However, this actually has little effect. Spiritual power is the source of luck for the magic circle. When the magic circle is in operation, it becomes a whole, and these spiritual powers will be automatically dispersed as it operates.

In other words, as long as the magic circle is kept open and sufficient spiritual power is injected into it, it will be enough.

This is not an easy task.

Leo is only good at physical arts. His spiritual power is too dispersed in his body and cannot be released outside the body, so he cannot participate in it.

In other words, there are only two people, Lynch and Vincent.

For their current level of spiritual power, this magic circle is still too large. The Blood Gathering Seal is a kind of intermediate witchcraft. According to the professional classification in the mainland, it must have the spiritual power of the Earth Spiritist level, as well as some

Good control is enough to complete the task.

Although the level of the mainland does not mean everything, given the strength of the two of them, it is still a bit reluctant to work together to complete the work of instilling spiritual power into an Earth Spirit Master-level magic circle.

Fortunately, Lynch's control is very precise.

After more than two hours of work, the little fat man was already tired and a little sluggish, and all his spiritual energy had almost disappeared, and Lin Qi also completed the last injection.

Only then did he take a long breath.

Generally, to complete a complex magic circle, spiritual power crystals are required to assist, but they don't have such expensive things, so they can only use their own spiritual power to complete it.

Spiritual power crystals can ensure the supply of spiritual power, and are assimilated by nature very slowly and can be completely ignored. However, the human body's spiritual power will be assimilated very quickly in nature.

If it were any slower, he didn't know whether the magic circle would still be able to function normally.

Without the supply of spiritual power, no matter how sophisticated the magic circle is, it cannot operate.

After completing the most arduous work, no one else needed to help. Leo brought six corpses, and there was a lot of work left. Lynch moved the corpses to one corner of the hexagram and borrowed Leo's

With a large knife, he cut the corpse's throat and began to slowly bleed.

This scene is like killing a pig.

Then Lin Qi sat cross-legged in the center of the array, cut his wrist with a knife, and the blood soaked into the center of the hexagram drop by drop.

He made a complicated gesture with his hands, and green light suddenly appeared on his five fingers. His hands were placed in a circular pattern in front of him. As he moved, the connected gestures on the edges also lit up, and soon the light spread throughout

Magic circle.

The blood gathering circle was activated.

Leo and the two saw only the hexagonal corpses, which quickly shriveled up, and all the blood flowed out to the ground, and with the connection of the magic circle, it was injected into the center.

Gathering blood, as the name suggests, means gathering blood.

This horrifying scene even left the well-informed Leo in shock. He felt that he could not understand the young man in the formation.

'With such a method, even if he has no physical talent, he is still a rare genius spiritual master. Why was he abandoned by the Sterling family and sent to the death row camp!? The Sterling family's demands on the younger generation are too much.

No wonder they became the backbone of the empire...'

Leo shook his head blankly, unable to stand the smell in the tent, and walked out calmly.

.........

In the center of the array, Lin Qi was sitting cross-legged with his eyes tightly closed, a ferocious look on his face.

He is experiencing extraordinary pain.

When using your own blood as a guide to assimilate the foreign blood and absorb it into the body surface, it feels like thousands of fine needles are piercing the body at the same time.

Although he has experienced greater pain, this experience is also unbearable.

But he knew that now was not the time to cry out in pain, he had to complete this spell, otherwise, he didn't want to experience failure.

And it’s hard to get another chance.

Lin Qi closed his eyes tightly and endured it silently, while controlling his spiritual power to protect the blood underneath him.

That blood is his own, and its function is to lure foreign blood and force them to quickly transform into his own breath. Only the blood that has passed this step can be integrated into his body.

Such multitasking is inherently complicated work.

Even with his huge spiritual power, he had to control his spiritual power carefully while enduring pain. Persisting in completing these tasks made him very mentally exhausted, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the operation of the magic circle.

But soon, Lynch realized something was wrong.

This external blood entered the body through the body surface, which indeed made him very uncomfortable, but when it entered the body and strengthened the bones and flesh, he felt an inexplicable satisfaction and comfort.

Comfortable, satisfied?

These are all emotions that shouldn't be felt.

If they are all negative emotions, Lynch does not have to worry at all. This is very common in bloodthirsty witchcraft. Using sacrifices to strengthen oneself is not allowed by the light.

Naturally, all the emotions that arise are dark side emotions.

But this feeling is particularly obvious. It feels like being hungry for a long time, suddenly seeing a pile of delicious food, and then eating it happily.

Very satisfied.

Because of this, Lynch was even more worried.

However, it was impossible to stop at the moment. He could only continue. Any sequelae would have to be considered after the spell was completed.

In the formation, Lin Qi had already become a bloody man.

His whole body was covered in blood, and the blood soaked into his body bit by bit. In just over half an hour, the ground had returned to its original appearance. There was no more blood, and there were only six shriveled corpses.

The fluctuations in spiritual power weakened little by little, and the magic circle gradually stopped functioning.

Lin Qi finally opened his eyes.

Vincent looked on curiously, and Leo also walked in from outside the tent and asked: "Lin Qi, how are you?"

Lynch did not answer, but stood up slowly. He raised his right hand and squeezed it hard. The sound of cracking bones could be heard. He walked to the corner of the tent, picked up a strong wooden stick, and placed his hands on both sides.

Use force.

"Crack!"

The wooden stick is simply cut from the middle section.

He could do it before, and that was the effect that could only be achieved by using spiritual power, but just now he just used the power of his body. Although he looked the same as before, Lin Qi felt that his body was completely different.

There is an explosive force, as if every cell is full of vitality.

He sensed this clearly.

Although there is no comparison, his current body is at least no worse than Leo who has been practicing physical skills since he was a child. This will be outstanding among ordinary spiritual masters!

"Lynch, how did you do that?" Vincent, who was watching from the side, was stunned.

He knew clearly that Lin Qi's previous body was not even as good as his. A few hours later, it became like this. He was so shocked that he suddenly thought of his own body, "Lin Qi... we are

Friend? I want to try it too."

This kind of technique that greatly improves the body is really too tempting.

Vincent even subconsciously ignored that exploring other people's magic is a taboo for spiritual masters. It is a hostile behavior. After all, no spiritual master wants other people to know about him. The consequences of doing so are too terrible.

If the enemy knows this, death is imminent.

But Lin Qi didn't care about this. He just shook his head at Vincent and explained: "It is very difficult to learn this technique. Not to mention your witchcraft qualifications, even if you learn it, with your control, you will not be able to complete it."

Technique."

Thinking about the scene he just saw, Vincent nodded unconsciously.

He didn't know the pain Lin Qi was going through, but he simply couldn't do this just to control a small amount of spiritual power, continuously include blood, and drive the magic circle at the same time.

Maybe if we improve the formation and let others help, there will be a chance.

Unfortunately, this is simply not possible in a death camp.