Chapter 2462 Bloodline Guidance

Chapter 2463 Bloodline Guidance

"Is he going to be okay?"

Looking at the bloody clothes, Rowling couldn't help but ask Messiga.

"This is your memory. You should know the answer to the question better than me." Messiga glanced at her and replied calmly.

After hearing this, Rowling felt relieved. In her memory, her father Clayton was alive and well until the necromancer attacked the village. It seemed that nothing would happen to him this time.

Having said that, the moment she saw Xueyi, Luo Lin still felt uncontrollable worry. It was an instinctive reaction.

"Take your children with you. Priest Moore has a way to help you find him."

Soon, the scene in her memory changed again. At Orion's reminder, the mother hurriedly picked up the two babies and went to find the More priest.

Back in the past, Rowling couldn't move freely. All she could see was limited to everything around the baby. Fortunately, her mother hugged her before leaving.

As the only priest in the village, More exercised the rights of the lord. He looked old. When he opened his eyes, wrinkles piled up on his forehead. It is said that when he was young, he had a high status and was a high-ranking official. The best among the priests, but unfortunately he is still defeated by the passage of time. Only when he shows his strength can he prove his former identity.

In Rowling's memory, Priest Morr died when she was a child, and it was because of the loss of Morr's protection that the village was later captured by the Necromancer. Rowling could no longer remember what he looked like. She only remembered that his emaciated body before death was so horrifying that she had nightmares for several days.

"Don't worry, I will help you find Clayton."

Priest Mohr examined the two babies in the mother's arms, and finally turned his attention to the baby boy. He cut open the baby boy's palm with a knife. As the baby boy cried, he smeared the blood flowing out of his palm on A piece of placenta the size of a human head, belonging to an unknown creature.

Then, with his mother's somewhat unbearable eyes, Moore soaked the blood clothes brought by Orion with water, and sprinkled the drained blood on the surface of the placenta.

After absorbing the blood, the placenta, which seemed to have been dehydrated and dried, regained its color. The raised meridians on it were clearly visible, and the dark purple flesh began to tremble. Soon, it moved along the umbilical cord that looked like it had been bitten off. A drop of turbid blood was discharged from the area.

Moore dipped the drop of turbid blood and touched it on the baby boy's eyebrows. As the red light shone, a vertical line of blood appeared on the baby boy's eyebrows. The blood line looked dim and could disappear at any time. One end was on the boy's body, and the other end pointed directly in the direction of the dense forest.

"He's right there. You'd better hurry up. He's not in a good condition right now."

Looking at this scene, Rowling looked surprised. Even with her knowledge, she still couldn't see the methods Moore used. Then she looked at Messiga, asking for advice.

"Well... this is the placenta of a hungry ghost." Messika came to the placenta and looked at it carefully. She stretched out her hand and lightly scratched the blood-stained surface of the placenta with her fingertips, as if caressing her lover's skin. , it's a pity that she can't really touch that thing because she can't change the past.

"Hungry ghost?" Rowling asked with some confusion.

Messika nodded: "In hell, hungry ghosts are the most difficult demons to breed. They are always hungry and never have enough to eat. How to increase the number of hungry ghosts is a problem that troubles the lords of hell. In Before hungry ghost babies are born, their mothers will cut open their own stomachs and eat the baby whole. It is rare to have such a perfectly preserved placenta, it is simply a masterpiece."

As she said that, she glanced at Moll beside her: "In terms of alchemy, he chose not sorcery but necromancy. This is also the flaw of this treasure. The placenta of a hungry ghost that was born without destiny cannot have its own bloodline." , thus showing the power of pursuing the source of blood. If you want to unleash the power of this treasure, it stands to reason that sorcery is the best alchemical choice, followed by spells, and necromancy is not the turn anyway."

Luo Lin listened blankly to Messika's story. Unexpectedly, in just a few seconds of observation, Messika could see all the advantages and disadvantages of this treasure. Compared with this experienced prophet, she also had There is a lot to learn.

While Rowling was observing this treasure, her mother was already carrying the baby who guided the bloodline, heading deeper into the dense forest, and the nearby scene also changed accordingly.

It was getting late, and among the hunters who came to help after hearing the news, the younger ones were unwilling to go further into the dense forest, lest they offend the deadwood guards wandering in the forest, or the nocturnal beasts. Only a few older hunters were not afraid of the dark night and dared to face the enemy. Go deep into the forest.

"Do you still remember these things?" Beside Rowling, Messiga looked at the people in the past and asked her.

"I don't remember." Rowling shook her head. She looked at Rhodes and herself in the infant state, and then at her mother who was in a hurry. Her intuition told her that this might be the opportunity for her to awaken.

Messika reminded: "The purer the will, the easier it is to trigger awakening, and the will of a baby does not contain any impurities. I have seen a born hero who awakened as an infant because of the death of a close relative. Maybe what happens next will be hard for you to accept.”

"That's all in the past." Rowling shook her head. She has grown up under Rhodes's guidance. She has seen many life and death. Everything in front of her is just what happened in the past. No matter how bad the outcome is, things will still happen. It has already passed.

In the dark and inaccessible forest, the light is getting darker and darker. This is already within the territory of Eli. There are many giant trees that can only be hugged by dozens of people. Starlight cannot penetrate the layers of leaves. Only the torch in the hand of the hunter can illuminate the road. , only the blood line on baby Rhodes’ head became clearer and clearer.

Marching in the dark forest, the hunters carefully crossed a knee-high stream. Suddenly, a regular vibration came from the ground in the distance. The experienced hunters looked shocked at this moment. It was the deadwood guard. signs of activity.

The forest in Eli is alive. This is not a rumor used by hunters to scare children to sleep, but a real thing. Whenever night comes, the upright trees will change their positions. Even the most experienced hunter will get lost in this dense forest without the blessing of pathfinding skills.

The signs of activity of the Deadwood Guards made everyone hold their breath and dare not make any sound. However, at this moment, a sharp cry suddenly broke the tranquility in the forest. It was the sound of baby Rhodes.

Everyone looked shocked, and mother quickly covered Rhodes' mouth tightly, not daring to let him make a single sound.