Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

"Lord Rhodes, what happened?"

Just as Rod was about to retrieve his alienated arm, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ear.

Shaking his head, Rod closed his eyes and put on the white blindfold again.

Calling the demon eyes in the void, Rod saw the city lord Vita who had reported the news to him not long ago, and Margarita who was rejuvenated in the form of a vampire, and powerful magic arts by her side. Alama.

"An enemy has struck, and it has now been resolved." Luohe replied in a deep voice, "You all seem to be fine, and it saves me from looking for you."

"She's not talking about this." On the side, the enchanter Alama took the initiative, "We all saw the enemy who attacked, but what really puzzled me was the darkness that came up later... I have never seen such darkness, and even my eyes cannot see things in the darkness clearly."

"Your eyes? Is there any difference?" Rod asked with some confusion. Alama's eyes are just like ordinary people. They look very ordinary and their eyes are not sharp. The only special thing is that they are two. The pupil color of each eye is not consistent.

"This is not the eyes of ordinary humans, Lord Rhodes." Alama said confidently, "In order to see everything around me in the dark underground world, I cultivated thousands of small magic eyes in a dim environment. I replaced the two with the best dark vision with my own eyes."

"He is right." Margaret said to Rod, "he at that time also asked me the secret method of cultivating the magic eye."

Rod nodded. The existence of the Dark Word allows Rod to trust what Margaret said.

"Wait." As if thinking of something, Rod frowned. "You said you can see through the darkness. Didn't you see what happened just now?"

"My eyes should see everything in the dark clearly, even in the extremely deep underground where no light can shine, but just now, I couldn't see anything." Alama seemed to think of something, a little unwilling. Said, "My eyes are not perfect. Those magic eyes are still flawed. I need more perfect eyes..."

Hearing what Alama said, Rhodes seemed to realize something. As the thief leader said, even if it is a powerful wizard like Alama who has transformed herself, she still can't see through that layer of darkness, no wonder she was so surprised at the beginning.

For a moment, Rod seemed to think of something, and subconsciously raised his hand, and touched the white eye patch on his head. He didn't expect that the scarlet eyes he had put on still had this effect, and he was powerless to see through the powerful wizards. The darkness, this may also be the reason why the thieves leaders are willing to help.

"It's not so much that my magic eye is defective, it is better to say that the level of the creature that releases the darkness is too high." After hearing Alama belittle the magic eye, Margaret was naturally unwilling, and she immediately retorted with words, "The darkness It must have been released by Lord Lord, and even that powerful enemy has now been resolved."

Although the existence of the Dark Words changed Margaret's will, it did not change her nature. When someone accused the Demon Eye of lacking, she would still take the initiative to defend it.

"You said your eyes are replaced by small magic eyes? Why can't I see it?" Rod shook his head, did not answer Margaret's words, but said to Alama.

"It's just like this. Before replacing the magic eye, I blended my own blood into it, turning it into a part of my body, and the appearance is no different from the original one."

At this time, Alama’s sight also saw Rod’s vacant arm: “During the bloodline and fusion rituals, witches with profound knowledge will do the same, replacing the original human body with a more powerful creature’s body. The fragile body, whether it is the eyes, arms, or internal organs, are all objects that can be replaced."

Listening to the words proposed by Alamana, Rod took the initiative to say: "I lost an arm in the battle with the enemy. The broken arm has been contaminated by the blood of the sea snake, and even the bones no longer exist. ,do you have any good advice?"

As he said, Rod's gaze turned to the ground not far away, where his arm fell from the beginning.

Seeing the piece of meat that turned into a mass of rotten meat, but under the influence of the blood of the sea snake, it was constantly undulating and wriggling, it was hard for Rod to imagine that it belonged to his arm not long ago.

"Obviously you need a new arm." Alama also noticed that because of the bloodline contamination, the meat with the characteristics of the ultimate hypersnake was obviously unable to continue to be used. "What type of arm do you like? Use weapons as limbs. Extending, are the hands with sword blades and iron hooks at the end? Or is it the soft tentacles favorite of enchanters? Or the hands that turn fingers into snakes and covered with scales?"

"I think that arm is pretty good. I still like human arms." Rod twitched his mouth and said. The alien arms in Alama's mouth are not very attractive to him.

Hearing what Rod said, Alama nodded: "In order to make the new arm fit your body, especially in line with your current physical fitness, I need your blood to train the arm for a period of time in advance."

Rhodes understood what he meant. The physical fitness that Alama said refers to the basic attributes in the system log.

If it is replaced with an ordinary human arm casually, it will become the weakest place on Rod’s body. Rod’s own basic attributes cannot affect that arm. What the arm possesses is still the same as the former name. The attributes of ordinary people.

For this reason, before the replacement, the enchanter needs to cultivate blood, so that this arm can perfectly fit Rhodes's body.

Soon, Alama stepped forward, slashed away Rod's left arm, and filled a silver vessel the size of his palm with blood.

"How long do you need to prepare?"

After losing a lot of blood again, Rod felt weak in his body. Even with his high physical attributes, he still couldn't hold it at this moment, but what he cared most was the time Alama needed.

"Time does not wait." Alama stared at the blood in the silver vessel and slowly explained, "If you train with the arms of ordinary people, it will take about a month or even longer to reach your current physical fitness. Time, but if it is trained with the arms of a legendary human, it will probably only take a day."

"Is that so..." Hearing what Alama said, Rod pondered for a moment, and then he had an idea in his mind.

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