Reed didn't know that players had already appeared in Grimm at this time, and the Scarlet Mage Tower and the Dark Covenant had signs of players.
He just made a price and bought the bronze cyclops of Corso with two pigs. If the magic word bats want to evolve into the dawn bats, they must use the blood of the bronze cyclops.
This big guy is not only not resisting but very interested in blood donation.
In fact, Corso had asked the medical department more than once before whether he could also participate in blood donation.
As a cyclops who has taken an ideological education class and became a new generation of Dawn City residents, he has a very high consciousness. Seeing that humans can donate blood to contribute to the Dawn City, he also wants to contribute his own strength.
But it’s a pity that the medical department’s answer is firm every time, no.
The blood race can only human blood because of the special structure, because human blood has special energy that other life blood does not have.
These special energies are just necessary for the blood race to maintain life.
Therefore, although Corso actively wanted to contribute to the city of Dawn, and the energy contained in the blood of the Cyclops was huge, it was still not accepted by the Medical Department.
After all, the useless blood will only take up space.
At this time, Corso was individually requested by Reed to perform a glorious blood donation activity, and he was rewarded with two rare pigs each time. This is not too good.
Corso was very satisfied with this, and touched his head with no hair but wrinkled skin with a smile.
Reed didn't say much when I saw it, but I can only deeply feel that this foodie race is really the best, and there is nothing to eat, it can compare with Huaxia Foodie.
turned around and let the blood and magic bats in the nearby camp prepare to take Corso back to the city of dawn.
The kinsmen in the camp did not make a move when Corso and Castro had just been fighting. Naturally, he ordered it.
Otherwise, even if Castro, the nascent king bat, is powerful, the blood clan can't just watch and do nothing.
Corso, who was covered with scars of horror, and Castro, whose wings were about to be broken, looked at each other after hearing the order of Reed.
At this time the hostility between the two has long since disappeared, on the contrary, there is a taste of sympathy.
A strong partner deserves mutual respect.
Reed is a bit speechless about this. Castro's combat experience is too little, and Corsola was sent to the ground to fight in hand-to-hand combat.
If it wasn't for the blood, it would have been torn apart by Corso.
But from this, we can also see the power of this new born king named by the system. An air unit fought back and forth with a ground king like Cyclops.
Although the style of painting is wrong, it is enough to explain a lot of things.
However, Corso activated his bloodline in the battle, and the scene of his strength soaring also made Reed very excited. The potential of this big man is far from being tapped.
Bronze Cyclops, which activates the ancient bloodline in the extremely high temperature that melts steel and melts the rock into magma. It was born in the flames, and the body is a powerful presence of several tons of heavy steel.
If Corso’s potential is only as it is now, Reed will never believe it, but it often takes a long time to tap the power of blood.
After Corso evolved into a bronze cyclops, he was in the stage of power growth, but the process was very slow.
He had no better way to let Corso quickly tap the power of his blood, so he could only exercise it by himself.
But this battle activated his inspiration. Normal exercise is too slow. In the future, Corso and Castro will have to fight frequently...Fighting is the best teacher.
Corso shuddered subconsciously and looked around blankly. How did he suddenly feel a breath that made him flustered?
After half a day’s rest, all the scars on Castro’s body had been scabbed, and even some minor injuries had healed, and the newborn king recovered his ability to fly.
Corso is also the same. The scar torn by Castro is slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this time, it has healed seven or eighty-eight, even if there is another war.
The horrible physical qualities of the two alien creatures made Reed another sigh. This is too strong and durable. If he has such a physique, what dangers should he worry about? It's completely rampant.
Half a day later, the city of dawn.
Castro and Corso were both sent to heal by Reed, and he returned to the city hall alone.
Only then did he have time to study the attributes of his level up.
It has been several months since he was upgraded from level 12 to level 13. Over the past few months, he has gained a lot of experience.
Because of the talent of the ancestor of the blood family, the blood family can get him a certain amount of experience every month and make a steady profit.
There are many other scattered experiences that he is too lazy to remember, such as the upgrade of the mage apprentice of the Scarlet Mage Tower to the official mage, the increase in the number of magic word bats, and so on.
As long as the power in his hands grows, he can provide him with experience no matter what.
These experiences are more or less, more than a hundred points, less than one or two points, because the stall is big, so Reed rarely pays attention to these messy things, only a certain level of experience can attract his attention.
Such as the experience gained from transforming Stanley into a blood race, this time creating the experience gained by the new race of Dawn Bats.
Especially the birth of the dawn bat gave him a full 3000 points of experience.
This directly promoted him from level 13 to level 14. Now he is only one step away from reaching the critical level of qualitative change-level 15.
Level 15 is a big hurdle. No matter what profession it is, the level 15 is the well-deserved top combat power in "Glory".
Even a priest who only learns auxiliary magic can burst out amazing energy at 15th level.
Transcendence is too rare, and it rarely shoots, so level 15 can be regarded as a boss who walks sideways by strength.
Of course, the premise is not to die.
Reed·Cachar
Race: Blood (ancestor)
Legend degree: 7 (+1) prestigious, the legendary degree in the world is 8.
Level: Mage/50000), Warrior lv5
Magic:
Other: Slightly (updated in works related)
In "Glory", if you only look at the attribute panel after the level is increased, it often feels that the increase is not large, because there is no description of the attributes in other games such as power, intelligence, etc., so there is not much change.
It seems that only magic power and level have changed.
But only Reed knows how much the upgrade has improved him.
Each upgrade is equivalent to a transformation of the soul, the control of magic power, the speed of magic power recovery, physical strength, physical fitness, etc., are improved in all aspects.
This feeling is directly acting on his body, which is very strange.
Reed can also feel that this is not something that simple attributes such as intelligence, strength, and physique can express.
Reed likes this feeling very much, subtle but can clearly feel that I am getting stronger.
If there is a combat effectiveness evaluation, his combat effectiveness at level 13 is about 800, and his combat effectiveness at level 14 can reach 1,000.
is a big step.
But Reed feels a little helpless.
level requires 50,000 points of experience, which is more than the total of level 10 to level 14.
With the speed at which he can earn experience, he can't guarantee that he can upgrade in two years. This experience is too exaggerated.
"When there are 100,000 blood races in the city of breaking dawn, when you can get 100,000 experience every month when you lie still, it will be the peak of your life. Thinking about this scene is cool..."
Reed looked forward to it silently.
It's a pity that the biggest hazard right now is the blood race. Because of the bloodline limitation, you can't have unlimited violent soldiers, so you can only think about 100,000 blood races.
Generally speaking, Castro was accidentally created this time, and a new powerful unit, the Dawn Bat, was indeed a huge gain.
Harrison rushed to his office immediately after receiving the return message of Reed.
The abundant energy of the blood family makes Harrison work more than 20 hours a day almost every day, which is absolutely crazier than any workaholic.
But Harrison is always happy about it. He is full of affection for this city built up in his hands. It's like raising a child, and his affection for the city of dawn is no worse than Reed.
"Ye'an, Patriarch." It was already dark after working for so long.
"Harrison, you go to test Corso's blood donation problem, you must make sure that it will not harm Corso.
In the future, we will need to cultivate dawn-breaking bats on a large scale. The blood of the bronze cyclops is a necessity.
In addition, you and Dylan have to test how many bronze Cyclops bloodlines are needed to make the magic word bat evolve into a dawn bat..."
Harrison nodded and recorded it silently.
The magic word bat evolves into a dawn bat requires the blood of the bronze cyclops and 500 points of faith, and it takes 30 days.
Reed is not sure how much blood of the bronze cyclops is needed to evolve the dawn bat, so Harrison can only test it.
The blood of the Bronze Cyclops is said to be the blood, but in fact it is the blood of Corso, because the blood of most creatures is contained in the blood.
Cyclops is not a blood clan. The blood clan can manipulate the power of the blood for the first embrace because of its racial talent. Therefore, if the blood clan takes the initiative to control it, even if the blood flows out of injury, it will not contain the blood power.
But Cyclops is different. They don't have the talent of the blood family, so their bloodline power is evenly distributed in the blood.
If you want to get the power of blood, you only need to get the blood of Cyclops.
But there is still a very big problem that plagues Reed.
Although the Dawn Breaking Bat is powerful, it is a level 10 monster, but the materials needed for evolution are too scarce. Let alone how precious the blood of the bronze cyclops is.
Just because every dawn bat needs 500 points of faith, he can't accept it.
It took several months for Reed to accumulate more than three thousand points of faith, and now he is all invested in Castro, he has become a pauper.
Dawn Breaking Sect can only provide him with about 1,500 faith powers per month due to the number of followers.
In other words, even if Corso can provide enough blood of the bronze Cyclops, the current monthly output of Dawning Bats is 3, and this is still the case when all the power of faith is included.
If he uses the power of faith elsewhere, the output will be even less.
"This is the problem again, it's too difficult"
Reed has some helplessness in the eyes. The previous magic factory was also unable to raise productivity because of the trouble of raw materials.
Now the dawn bats are also unable to mass-produce due to material reasons.
This kind of good thing is just in front of my eyes but I can't eat it. It's too uncomfortable.
And magic materials are easy to find, but the power of faith is hard to handle.
This kind of high-end power is too high-end, and only the devout prayers of believers can get it. At present, the number of people in the city of Dawn determines that there are not many believers in a short time.
Almost all the convertible residents of the city of Dawn now believe in the Dawn sect, and most of the remaining ones are old believers who have believed in other sects for decades.
They have regarded believing in a certain as part of their lives or even a habit.
It is not impossible for a person to change his life habits for decades, but it is a bit difficult.
"Harrison, you can start arranging after Corso has recovered,
Let him donate blood first, no matter what the situation, we can store it up, and keep his blood alone in the holy ground later."
Reed shook his head, and still want to return to reality, no matter whether the faith is strong enough, it is still necessary to accumulate enough of Corso's blood.
The existence of the remains of the Holy Spirit can preserve the vitality of the blood, so first store the blood of a batch of bronze cyclops.
The problem of the power of faith cannot be solved in a short period of time, and the only way to plunder the population and increase the believers is in the Moon of Winter.
"Yes, the patriarch."
Harrison hesitated for a moment, "Patriarch, Saint Nilo is looking for you today"
Ni Luo?
In Reed, the beautiful figure and the majestic eyes with a touch of gold came to mind.
Immediately there was some embarrassment on his face. As the master of the Dawn Sect, he did not pay attention to the development of the Dawn Sect during this period.
I was worried about the power of faith, but now someone is looking for it.
"Did Nilo say anything?"
Harrison shook his head, "No, the saint is here to see you, she left without you."
Reed nodded, "Okay, I'll go to the Breaking Dawn Sect"
After speaking, he got up and went out unambiguously. I haven't been to Dawn Sect for so long, so it's time to check it out.
After all, he is a of the breaking dawn sect and a recognized by the system, although the prefix needs to be added with a pseudo character.
The Breaking Dawn Sect, as the only official sect designated in the City of Dawn, has now become the largest sect in the City of Dawn.
Most of the believers of other sects have turned to the arms of the great Kachar under the propaganda offensive of the Breaking Dawn sect.
It was already 9 o'clock in the evening, but the daybreak church was still brightly lit, and the warm yellow magic lights illuminated the entire church like daylight.
The breaking dawn sect does not encourage residents to lay down their daily prayers at work, but only suggests that they pray in their spare time after finishing their work.
For such a lenient canon, countless residents naturally have a strong affection.
is also because the relatively loose and free rules of the Breaking Dawn sect quickly absorbed most of its followers.
Many sects have very strict requirements on believers. In order to gain more power of faith, some gods must require believers to spend a fixed amount of time each day praying to him.
The consequence of this is that it seriously affected the normal lives of believers, so believers who believed in this group of gods were first absorbed by the Dawn Sect.
, on the contrary, is similar to the magnanimity of the goddess of life, and sects that do not require believers are the most difficult to absorb believers.
Patril sat in the first position of the main hall, praying silently to the sacred sculpture in the middle of the hall.
Wearing a white robe, he lowered his head slightly, pressing his right hand on his left hand, bending his ten fingers slightly, and folding his hands together, and the middle joints of his two thumbs just touched the tip of his nose.
This is the most pious way of prayer.
As the first residents to join the City of Dawn and the first believers to join the sect of Dawn, Patrill witnessed the rise of the City of Dawn from scratch and the history of the development of the sect of Dawn.
He knows who bestows all the good life on him now. He knows that if there is no great Kachar, maybe he and his son would have starved to death on the way to the city of dawn.
So he was full of indescribable gratitude for Reed. He couldn't express more inner excitement. Only faithful prayers every night can make him feel at ease.
Because life is so good now, it is so good that it makes him feel uneasy.
"Father, I'm sleepy~"
Patril, who was only six years old, spoke in a somewhat confused tone.
Patrill opened his eyes when he heard his son's voice, showing a doting smile.
This is all of his life.
"Go, let's go home~" As he said, he stretched out his hand and rubbed little Pat's blond hair, took his hand and prepared to go out.
Several believers around heard the movement and turned their heads to look at Patrill slightly. Seeing the little guy beside him yawning sleepily, they all smiled kindly.
"His Royal Highness..."
"Yan, Your Highness"
At this moment, there was a sound of question marks from the door, and the believers who heard the movement turned their heads, and immediately stood up and bowed to the person who came.
"His Royal Highness Niluo"
"Goodnight......"
There was a voice of greetings in the church.
Niluo, the sacred priest of the dawn sect second only to Reed today wears a white priest robes, and the wonderful figure hidden under the robes gives people unlimited reverie.
has long black hair draped behind his head like a goddess, with a magnificent temperament.
But what makes people afraid of blasphemy is that on that delicate face, a pair of golden eyes is full of majesty.
This adds endless holiness to the girl who had made people's hearts. Even people with evil intentions will involuntarily become solemn after seeing those eyes.
The only saint of the Breaking Dawn sect—Nilo.
"Yan, people who believe in my god,"
Niluo has a faint smile on her face, and slightly nods to the people around her. Every night before the church closes, she will come down to communicate with the believers in person.
This is also a way of preaching, which can strengthen the faith of believers.
It is her glory to manage the Dawn Breaking Sect under the great crown.
From the moment she and her sister were rescued by the Holy Light Blood Race, she had already made up her mind to dedicate all her life and soul to Qachar's crown.
No one knows the beauty of being enveloped by hope in the most desperate moment.
Niluo’s belief in Reed transcends good and evil and across races. This holy priest is the most trustworthy and closest person to Reed.
Just when Niluo was about to speak, a loud noise and surprise came from the door.
"My God..."
"Mianxia..."
"Under the crown of Kachar..."
Hearing these believers who call the church interior, they immediately boiled.
The only one who can afford this title is the they believe in, the great Kachar.
Reed looked at the believers who kept bowing and saluting him with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and he was very happy.
Although some people are still not used to these people confessing him as a god, as a pragmatist, these are not big problems.
"Under the crown of Kachar, your most loyal believer welcomes you"
"Mianxia..."
"......"
Although believers can see Reed in the city of Dawn from time to time, seeing him in a sacred place like a church still feels different.
Reed did not rush to leave either, and responded with a smile to the believers who bowed to him, and slowly walked into the church under the excited eyes of the believers.
After stepping into the white and holy circular arch, Reed immediately saw the most dazzling figure in the crowd.
had a thick smile on his face.
"Ni Luo,"
"Yean, Mianxia", Niluo came forward with a surprise and saluted respectfully.
Looking at the faint golden pupils, Reed nodded in satisfaction.
"I heard you went to the city hall to find me? Go to the second floor and talk."
After finishing talking, I didn't wait for Nilo to reply and turned his head and glanced at the believers who were watching him feverishly.
smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and stood in the middle of the crowd two steps forward with a high tone.
"My people, my believers, I am the Lord of your day and night prayer.
The Breaking Dawn Sect is the sect that takes you to hope.
As long as you have hope in your heart, I can feel your prayers no matter where you are.
Go back, a good life is the greatest faith in me.
Remember, you are never alone, I will always be with you.
Praise breaking dawn! "
The simple words in Reed are very provocative, which instantly excites believers.
Even many believers would cry.
The mind under the diadem is always so admirable, and the eyes under the diadem are always so broad.
If Reed checked his attribute panel at this time, he would definitely find that there were more than a dozen devout followers on his attribute panel.
There is no way, believers can resist the gods they believe in.
In the respectful eyes of the believers, Reed went up to the second floor with Niluo.
After the Reed figure disappeared, many believers in the hall left, but Patril never left.
At this time, Patrill suppressed his inner excitement, turned his head to the six-year-old Pat and said earnestly, "Child, do you know who the adult was just now?"
Little Pat was already awake a lot at this time, tilting his head and wondering, "Is it Kachar?"
Patril nodded in satisfaction, and reached out and rubbed Pat's head.
"That's right, that's Kachar crowned." After speaking, he squatted down slightly, looked at Little Pat's curious eyes, and said earnestly.
"The crown of Kachar saved us and everyone in Eric's town.
So he is our hero.
Child, you must remember that you are from the City of Dawn, and in the future, under the crown of Kachar will be your allegiance.
When you grow up, you will fight for the city of dawn.
You must protect this land that brings us safety and hope. "
Little Pat was a little excited when he heard that, "I know, just like Uncle Reker,
Uncle Reker is a powerful warrior, father, I will also become a powerful warrior in the future. "
Patrill smiled a little, "No, maybe you will become a mage, the Lord of the Holy Light Blood Race said that you have a talent for casting spells..." Patrill's eyes were full of gratitude.
My own child may become a mage in the future, what an honor it is.
Before this, he couldn't even think about it. Even the mayor of Eric Town, the nobleman with the baronship, his son failed to become a noble mage master.
But now ~EbookFREE.me~ As a commoner, a lowly and humble farmer, his son can actually receive the spells taught by the great Lord of the Holy Light in the wizard tower.
What an incredible scene.
And all of this was given to him by the great existence that allowed him to use his life to defend his glory.
Patril will never forget the promise made by that handsome figure on the Square of Dawn when he came to the city of Dawn.
I will allocate land to you, build a mage tower, build a school, and you will live the life you dream of...
Now, the great crown has fulfilled his promise.
Praise the crown of Kachar, praise the blood of the Holy Light.
The light in Patril’s eyes left a deep mark on Pat. The words and deeds of his parents are often the best way of education.
These seeds planted will bloom brilliant flowers one day.
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