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The man leading the way could not say anything or make any sound. Even if he couldn't see the wizard's movements, he could still sense the other party cutting his heart and then replaced the dirty heart that fell to the ground. Free e-book download..

He could clearly feel that the wizard had stitched his chest with needles and threads, and could sense that the other party had stitched his kidneys with needles.

In a daze, he didn't know whether he was awake or dreaming.

I don’t know how long it took to find that he was lying on the ground. There was no blood on the ground, and the clothes on his body were still the same as before. He quickly tore his clothes apart and found that there were no extra scars on his chest, no extra scars on his waist, and no signs of pain on his body.

"What's wrong with me?" The man leading the way sat on the ground, groped his hands on his body and asked subconsciously.

"You're just asleep, now you're awake, how do you feel?" The wizard's hoarse voice rang in his ears.

"Sir, I..." The man leading the way turned around after hearing the wizard's voice. When he saw that he saw seven or eight men, women, age and young around him. These people were wearing black robes, covering their bodies with cloaks, or covering their heads with pointed hats.

"Spellcaster!" A thought emerged in the mind of the man who led the way.

"So many spellcasters come over and they are all surrounding me. Could it be that my family makes people get me out? Or they found out that I have super magical talent and want me to be their disciple?"

Thinking of the excitement, the man leading the way jumped up from the ground, rubbed his hands uneasily and laughed dryly.

"Okay, there is no business for you here. There is still some food in the restaurant. You can go there to eat something." The wizard waved his hand impatiently and signaled the other party to leave here. Because he had something to talk to the casters.

"Yes, sir." The lead man was stunned for a moment and left in a low mood. When he turned around and left, he straightened his backbone, trying to make himself stronger. He thought the casters were testing him. However, when he entered the restaurant, he did not hear the words of desire to keep him.

"How is it? You have also seen my method: fusing the heart and replacing the internal organs, this is just a little bit of a problem for me. As for the production of bloodlines, it is actually not difficult, it just takes a little time."

The wizard's fingers intertwined, gathered in front of his chest and laughed in a low voice: "It is very simple as long as you provide enough things to make the bloodline you want."

The wizard said this because when he was replacing the internal organs of the lead man, seven or eight advanced spell casters came over.

The first thing these spellcasters said was to trade bloodlines with him. After showing some of their own methods, these spellcasters increased their confidence in the wizards. In other words, these spellcasters had actually long believed that the wizards could make bloodlines. Now seeing him replacing internal organs for others, he was just more sure of their thoughts.

"What do you want?" The female mage with a pointed hat stepped forward and asked seriously: "We provide all the materials for making bloodlines, and what else do you want to get?"

"Don't cause trouble for the Red Rose family."

"Provide a lot of magicians, materials, and money to help me build my castle."

"These two conditions are my requirement for making the first three bloodlines." The wizard said here, paused for a moment, and continued: "As for making the fourth and fifth and even more bloodlines, you need to provide me with some special materials in addition to providing the materials for making the bloodline. I will talk about those materials later."

The wizard said his conditions, and all the high-level spellcasters were silent.

The conditions of a wizard are not high, nor are they low. However, several high-level spellcasters are not very willing to agree.

Let’s talk about where to build a wizard castle. Before they came here, they conducted detailed research on the wizard’s information. In their research, they found that the castle built by the wizards was extremely huge and precious.

Often a wizard castle was built, and the materials consumed were enough for ordinary people to build a Didu.

More importantly, wizards often need various strange and precious materials for construction. Those materials are even more precious to them.

They don’t know if this is calculated by using a large amount of extremely precious materials for hereditable blood power.

Because those large amounts of extremely precious materials are enough to last for their family for thousands of years. And whether a powerful bloodline can last for thousands of years is still a matter of time!

Both sides were silent. After a long time, the middle-aged female mage with a pointed hat smiled. Her laughter was crisp and pleasant, and it sounded very nice.

It doesn't sound like the voice of a middle-aged man at all.

"I occupy one of the three bloodlines."

"Cough! Cough!" The old mage with white eyebrows and beard coughed hard a few times, and then said, "I occupy the other one. Of course, if none of you are willing to occupy the last one, I don't mind occupying another one."

"Since that's the case, I'll take the third one." A mage hurriedly followed. He knew that three people or three forces were responsible for the construction of the wizard's castle, which was not a big burden. On the contrary, the transactions required for the next few bloodlines were all borne by one person or one force. Such pressure was actually very great.

And no one knows what kind of materials the wizard will ask for. If the materials the wizard cannot find, or if it cannot be collected, they will be completely finished.

"Witcher, look at us, we have discussed it before coming here. We need twenty-one bloodlines in total. Look at the price that these twenty-one bloodlines need to be paid together? In this way, the speed will be much faster when collecting materials for you in the future."

"Are you twenty-one bloodlines?" The wizard narrowed his eyes and looked at the casters. He knew that these casters were actually representatives of major forces or families, and the power behind them was far stronger than he thought.

"Yes, twenty-one bloodlines."

"Let me do this, tell me what kind of blood you want. Let me see what materials and equipment I need. If the materials and equipment are ready, I will make blood for you in the shortest time."

"You can help me build the Wizard Castle together! And the price you have to pay is converted into gold coupons. When I need materials in the future, you will use those gold coupons to buy for me." The Wizard thought for a moment and agreed to the caster's proposal.
Chapter completed!