The First Mage

Of course, Lynch didn't intend to kill it directly, that would be a sinful waste, and of course it's better to keep it flowing.

So now, Lynch is about to carry out a rather complicated alchemy operation.

That is to preserve the magic core, but take the blood near the magic core. The blood in that place, because it roams around the magic core, is contaminated with the rich characteristics of the magic core, and it is the blood that can play the greatest role.

no way.

Even Lynch would not be willing to just feed the magic core to the construct life like this, and just waste it all at once, it's better to keep it flowing...

And as Lynch raised the knife and lowered it, the finger-sized knife gently cut open the wind fox's stomach.

And because Lynch treated him with medicine in advance, even if he suffered such severe pain, he couldn't wake up. At this time, as the knife fell, it was strange that the cut wound , There was no blood flowing out.

It was precisely because of Lynch's operation that he used magic power to forcefully squeeze the blood without causing any waste.

And then, as the tip of the knife probed deeper, one could see that there was an incomparably rich magic power emanating from it.

Immediately, the surrounding magic fluctuations became stronger.

The wind elements seemed to have heard the call, and gathered together crazily. Near the wound, there were many small wind blades, even forming in an extremely dense form...

Then, Lynch could feel those wind blades sweeping towards his hands crazily, as if they were stopping him from continuing to probe deeper into the magic core...

"Amazing enough."

This time, Lynch couldn't be stopped, but after admiring the wind fox's natural affinity for the wind element, he continued to delve deeper into it...

Then, all I heard was that Fenghu, who was in a deep coma, began to struggle in pain, and the hair on his body was trembling slightly.

His eyelids kept moving, as if he could wake up at any moment.

This time, Lynch didn't waver in the slightest, but made a sharper stabbing stab.

Then……

Only a scoff was heard.

This wind fox only twitched slightly, and then continued to fall into a coma.

Then, there was a burst of blood, which spurted out with a sneer.

But at this time, Lynch was already prepared to use a crystal bottle to collect all the blood.

Afterwards, he quickly stopped the wind fox from bleeding, and then fed it some potions to replenish life energy and speed up recovery, and then put it back in his pocket.

Then he glanced at the Constructed Life sitting beside him.

At this time, its front paws were propped up straight, and it was sitting extremely upright, with a look of not squinting.

But the slightly trembling paws revealed its heart.

Obviously, at this time, it couldn't wait to get this bottle of blood into its pocket.

It's just because I'm afraid of Lynch that I haven't dared to do anything...

"Stop pretending, drink."

Hearing this sentence, constructing life suddenly seemed like a hungry tiger rushing for food.

All of a sudden, he threw himself on the bottle of blood.

With a groan, the bottle was swallowed whole.

Afterwards, it poked its mouth contentedly. Obviously, the bottle just now was not even an appetizing snack for it.

Then, even more expectantly, he looked at Lynch.

The iron-whip-like tail behind him twitched.

The look of anticipation was beyond words, surpassing all words.

But Lynch just sneered and looked at him.

Immediately, the construct life seemed to know that its offensive had failed, and it suddenly died down and swelled up, lying on the ground bored there, becoming a salted fish.

"It's realistic enough, you."

Seeing this scene, Lynch was so angry that he almost laughed out loud, and kicked the construct life.

"Change for me!"

However……

Constructing Life didn't look at Lynch, and even yawned boredly.

Not to mention what kind of wind element it is, at this moment, its whole body, only the air from its nose, can follow the wind element to hang a little hook...

"No way..."

"That's it?"

Lynch, however, had a dark face, looking at this griffin, he wanted to scold someone for a moment.

This is a few meanings.

It means that Lao Tzu's investment was in vain again, right?

yes you...

Still playing this set.

Don't give up until you see the magic core, right?

But after getting angry, Lynch shook his head.

It seems that maybe it is so...

This construct life can only undergo such changes after obtaining the magic core. Just relying on a little blood is still not enough...

what to do.

Could it really give it that magic core?

Let's not talk about whether it can be successful, the magic core is given to it, what should I do?

That blood gave life to this structure is cool, but I still want to use this wind fox...

But at this moment, the Constructed Life didn't have the slightest sense of being a big player, and instead yawned out of boredom.

Then, with his paw, he scratched his back.

itch……

just very comfortable...

only this time...

It suddenly screamed, but only saw that when it scratched its back just now, with a little force on the claw, it actually produced a series of wind blades...

This is directly on its back, giving birth to a series of openings.

It actually hurt it!

Although the wound healed quickly amidst the silver light, Lynch's eyes lit up when he saw this scene.

Have a saying? !

Then without even thinking about it, he grabbed the life-constructing claw and looked at it carefully.

It still looks unremarkable.

but……

Lynch took its claws and grabbed it towards the ground.

Amidst the protests of constructing life, one could only see that wind blades were born on the claws, leaving a few deep marks on the ground.

Now Lynch ignored the continued protest of the life-constructing body, took out a piece of fine gold known for its hardness, and continued to grab it.

really.

One claw, two breaks.

Lynch was not disappointed!

"It's still useful!"

Now Lynch felt relieved. Although it was just a few wind blades, they didn't have much effect. Compared with the combat power of the griffin, which was transformed from life, it could only be regarded as icing on the cake.

But this has given Lynch hope.

What was fed to this guy was not in vain.

It turns out that it can really evolve according to what it devours!