Dragon Wizard of the Heavens

"All for money? Or do you need something else?" After inspecting the fangs, the bar owner looked up.

"Three units of ammunition, and give me some food. By the way, garlic essence, um, three more." Paris obviously paused when he said garlic essence.

"Okay, no problem, but I suggest you go back and take a shower, and put on some perfume by the way." The bar owner shrugged and said.

"Ammunition, and garlic essence." Reaching out, Paris handed over the ammunition and three glass bottles, and Paris put them into his pocket.

"This is your reward." An obviously heavy bag was placed on the bar counter, and there was a crisp sound of metal clashing inside. Greed flashed in the eyes of other people around when they saw the bag.

Paris didn't go directly to get it, but looked back at the people around him, his eyes turned, others turned their eyes away, and the bar became lively again.

He picked up the bag casually, and put it into the backpack behind him. In the dark, several eyes firmly pressed against the bag.

After putting away the things, Paris pulled a plate of barbecue and began to eat. As a demon hunter who has risen from the bottom, he is very clear about the essence or rules of a demon hunter, that is - the strong are respected!

In the other world, various dark creatures are active. These dark creatures are hidden in the crowd. Although the armies of the governments of various countries are powerful, they cannot handle this kind of thing at all, so they can only rely on the Holy See and demon hunters.

Because the Holy See is a religion, since countries got rid of the control of the Holy See and gained greater rights after the Middle Ages, they have always been wary of the Holy See, so the Holy See has been restricted in many cases. But the dark creatures had to be dealt with, so the already weakened demon hunters became active again.

The origin of demon hunters is very complicated. Soldiers, poor people, robbers, and people who joined for various purposes. It can be said that demon hunters are a mixed bag. There is no law here, and the only rule is power.

Now that Paris has gained some strength, he can be a little presumptuous. After all, he still needs some soul crystals. It would be great if someone 'voluntarily' sent them over.

There is never a shortage of people in the world who want to get something for nothing and take shortcuts. Just after Paris finished eating and left the bar, at least three waves of people left the bar.

"boom!"

With a gunshot and a plop, a body slowly fell down.

in the dark alley,

There were more than ten figures lying here and there, Yin Hong's blood was flowing, a faint spiritual light flashed, and after a while, a figure wearing a black windbreaker slowly walked out.

"Three low-level soul crystals, the harvest is not bad." Throwing a few gray crystals into his pocket, the figure slowly left the alley, and under the dim light, his shadow was long.

After the mysterious certificate appeared for a while, many people discovered that not only dark creatures can condense soul spar, but also strong humans, but compared with dark creatures, the chance of killing human beings to condense soul spar is much lower. People are basically difficult to condense.

Only demon hunters have a higher chance, so many demon hunters also turned their attention to the same demon hunters. However, these actions can only be done in private, and once discovered, they will become public enemies. But passive counterattack is not one of them, so some demon hunters deliberately lure others to attack, and then counterattack.

Mystery shop.

A flash of spiritual light flashed, and a figure appeared in the shop.

"Welcome to the mysterious store. Do you need anything?" A mechanical voice sounded, and then a tall figure came out.

"I need to buy the blood of the Nightborne." Paris said directly.

"The blood of the Son of Night requires three hundred low-level soul crystals, or other resources of equivalent value."

"boom!"

A backpack was placed directly on the table.

"This is the material I used to buy the blood of the Nightborne." Paris opened the backpack directly, revealing the golden light and a large number of soul crystals inside.

"One mid-level soul crystal, 87 low-level soul crystals, 57334 grams of gold, worth more than 300 low-level soul crystals, available for purchase." The steel golem picked up the things and returned to the counter Finally, a bottle of green liquid was taken out of the protective cover.

"The blood of the Son of the Night can gain powerful power after being inserted, has regeneration ability, night vision ability, and doubles the life span of a normal human being. After being angry, it can enter a berserk state, and it can only be used by humans." This blood of the Night Son is Allen After improving the werewolf blood, it is the blood that was injected into Viken at the beginning.

Paris reached out to take the light green crystal bottle, and saw countless stars shining in the solution inside, and the whole potion looked extremely beautiful.

"How to use this kind of blood." Paris asked after observing the potion for a while.

"Don't worry, our store provides free blood implantation service, customers can make an appointment in advance when they need blood implantation."

"I need to implant it immediately." Paris said directly.

"Yes, please follow me." The steel golem turned and walked towards another door, and opened the door. The inside seemed very empty. Paris carefully looked at the surrounding environment. With a strange pattern, a rectangular stone platform is placed in the center of the room.

"Please lie down." The cold mechanical voice interrupted his thinking. Paris looked hesitantly at the stone platform, and then at the steel golem beside him. There was some struggle and hesitation in his eyes, but then he gritted his teeth, Then turned over and lay down on the stone platform.

As soon as he lay down, the steel golem's ruby-like eyes suddenly lit up, and Paris immediately felt a drowsy feeling.

"Not good! I was plotted against." Vigilance came from my heart, and a thought arose, but it was too late, and Paris fell asleep without any resistance.

Just after he fell asleep, a figure quietly appeared in the room.

"Master!" The moment he saw the figure, the steel golem bowed and saluted.

"Go out!" Allen waved his hand, and the crystal bottle flew directly into Allen's hands. The Iron Golem left the room, and Allen began to perform blood implantation.

For this kind of experiment, Allen is already familiar with the road. After spending half an hour, he implanted the blood of the Son of Night into Paris, snapped his fingers, and the rune array slowly closed. Allen glanced at Paris lying on the stone platform, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then disappeared directly.

After Allen left, about ten minutes later, Paris finally woke up. The awakened Paris turned over, rolled to the side of the stone platform, and took a defensive posture, but the imaginary attack did not appear. After a few seconds, he stood up slowly.