Chapter 1814 New Knowledge! New Project! My Legend Depends Entirely on You!

Senior Sister Philby stepped out of the portal, immediately sat down on the top of the Mage Tower, and took over the management of the Mage Tower. The mental power unfolds, and connected with the jumping electric field, it covers it in a mighty way:

Bloodlines!

That's a vampire!

Since the Parliament has standardized written records, no vampire has advanced on the territory of the Parliament! Who knows what will happen when he advances?

Who knows whether he will suck blood on a large scale, no matter what, he will suck up all the flesh and blood within one kilometer of the center of the ball?

Cerela is still sleeping on the top of the mage tower!

And this cannot be solved by "negotiation" and "communication" - even the energy frenzy caused by the magician's advanced legend is not something he can control himself;

As for vampires, because a large proportion of them rely on instinct to advance, it is easier for them to be in a state of ignorance during the advancement process. Because of his ignorance, it may not be useful to talk to him in advance, so he had to ask Philby to come over and take precautions.

At the same time, Grete and the magicians put aside all their work and rushed out. Not only the magicians, but also the experimental animals and even the undead creatures all retreated to one kilometer away.

——Who knows if the Vampires will absorb undead creatures when they advance?

What if? !

Only Philby was left, opening her electric field and sitting on the top of the mage tower. She lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, feeling the energy changes in the entire mage tower. She also stared at the energy scan coming from the tower spirit report, smiled slightly, and then shook her head:

"Little Gretel is really... and these guys are too panicked and can't do anything... You want to bring me back with such a little movement? Obviously, they are still far from a legend..."

But you can't blame those magicians. Half-step legend to advance to legend, the movements triggered are all kinds of strange, only magicians from the same sect and studying in the same direction will have some similarities;

Like a vampire, ordinary magicians cannot see clearly at the beginning whether he has become a legend or just improved a little bit in power. Only a legend, condescending, can tell at a glance:

This vampire is just a little bit more powerful. Maybe there will be a bigger improvement, such as going from 15% at level 19 to 20% at level 19 in one step. However, it is still early to get to the level of a legendary level. It is still early...

She sat calmly for half an hour, then called Gretel back, and under her care, they felt the changes in the vampire together.

In the room with a special glass roof, blood mist billowed, almost rising from the roof. In fact, although everyone has evacuated, there are still magicians and wizard towers communicating remotely, allowing the tower spirit to control the lens next to the glass top to tilt continuously——

Concentrate, concentrate, and concentrate the sunlight to the roof, and then supply it to the room for the Grand Duke's advancement.

The energy of moonlight is so much weaker than that of sunlight. Is the concentrated sunlight enough after being filtered?

It seemed that it was not enough. After the blazing sunlight entered the room, it was completely swallowed up by the blood mist, and could not break through the increasingly thick blood mist at all.

The blood mist was also churning more and more violently, and even, under Philbi's mental perception, it seemed to rush out of the room, stretch outward, and swallow energy. Well, it seems that this vampire grand duke is really in urgent need of energy...

Philby looked at it with interest for a while, then suddenly stretched out her hand and moved a little lower. Gretel watched a gust of wind blowing outside, and then the air gathered, twisted, and changed...

More sunlight, a wider range of sunlight, was gathered by the invisible lens, and concentrated into the room with a special glass roof.

Finally, the blood mist in the room no longer expanded outwards, but turned into a ball, gathering tightly around the Grand Duke. And that big ball quickly changed from bright red to dark red, from dark red to black red...

"It seems that he got a lot of benefits this time." Philby sighed:

"I asked, how did you deceive him? Why do people advance so quickly when you get them?"

"First of all, he is a vampire, not a human being." Grete refuted the senior sister's words with a straight face:

"Secondly, I gave him some knowledge and asked him to help me develop magic - I just hope that he can quickly develop the spell I want, at least, get the spell I want..."

Knowledge, knowledge, knowledge again. Philby turned her head and looked at the thick pile of documents on Gretel's desk. She flipped through them and felt a little dizzy. She couldn't help but gasp:

"You've given him so much knowledge... Just take it easy, that's a vampire. What if he learns these things and uses them to deal with humans?"

"I'm not afraid of dealing with humans!" Gretel raised his head and smiled:

"The vampires have a lot of things to deal with them! Strong ultraviolet rays, strong gamma rays... Now, I hope he can devote himself to medicine as much as possible, so that he can quickly come up with what I want..."

Medicine, medicine, medicine again. Philby muttered a few words silently, and began to concentrate on feeling the changes in the blood mist in the room.

The senior sister and brother sat opposite each other for a long time, and Gretel had approved more than ten procedures in a row. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a voice exploded from the glass room, rising into the air:

"Whoosh - Deng Deng, wait for the light, Deng Deng, wait for the light..."

Gretel muttered silently. I saw the figure dancing, flying from the ground to the top of the mage tower, and then continuing to shoot upwards. After a long time, I swayed and swayed, drifted to the window of the mage tower, and looked at each other with Gretel:

"I figured it out! I figured it out!" Grand Duke Rimmer tried knocking on the window of the mage tower twice, but failed, and began to shout at the top of his lungs:

"Mage Nordmark, I figured out the spell model you want! I'll write it out for you right now!" He shouted twice, sank down, and then floated up again:

"What other projects do you have for me? What other projects do you have? Come over with as many projects as you can! Give me as many as you want! I will make them all for you! I can advance to Legend, but it all depends on you!"

After saying that, he turned into a bat and pounced down. As if the bat wasn't fast enough, it turned into a ball of blood mist and rushed towards the entrance of the mage tower. From the looks of it, he was probably looking for a place to write the spell model Gretel wanted:

If you borrow something, you must repay it. It’s not difficult to borrow again. Only after the old spell models are released and the problems solved can we get new projects and new knowledge!

Before he finished writing, a roar came after him. Gretel couldn't tell who it was just by listening to the voice, but it was definitely an alchemist:

"Who is that! Glass! All the glass was blown up for you! Pay! If you don't pay double, don't think about me getting you a new one!"

Thanks to x-on:黉饕 for the 500 starting coins