Versatile Mage: The ancestor of the blood race, the blood demon lord

Chapter 91: Flesh and Blood Nourishes the Primordial Spirit

"...But it's also possible that she absorbed my power and became even more powerful, right?"

The original elf is so flexible that she will have many different futures.

Bad things may happen, but things may also turn out for the better.

The degree of fusion of my blood is very high. As long as I control it well, my blood will not cause any aggression to the original elves.

I had experimented with this kind of thing before on Mu Nujiao.

He could precisely control every drop of blood, removing all aggressiveness and devouring properties, as well as any state that would cause harm to the original elves.

It is just blood with a lot of vitality, used as nutrition for this little guy.

"But if she fails, I can't guarantee what she will become in the end."

This matter is uncontrollable, and Liulu can't help at all, so Morgan can only do it himself.

"You must think carefully and don't make the wrong choice."

"The value of the original elves is very high, at least many times higher than that of me, the ancestor of the elves."

That was all the advice Liulu could give. After taking care of the growth trend of the Tree of Life, Liulu headed for the future territory of the elves that Morgan had prepared for her.

She also has a lot of things to do and doesn't have time to stay here all the time.

She has already given suggestions and methods, and the rest depends on Morgan's own decision.

After all, it is already very strange for a dark creature to cultivate an original elf.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like these two creatures can't get along with each other, but at this point, Liulu can't say anything.

If Morgan could really achieve that, this original elf would definitely grow to a weird level.

"If Morgan really did that, the original elf with the three attributes of life, darkness, and bloodthirstiness at the same time might become a catastrophic monster."

What a pity, if the one who got this original elf first was her, the ancestor of the elves.

She can allow this original elf to grow up normally in the normal way.

Although it will take a long time, at least this primordial elf will be a normal primordial elf.

"If this continues, I'm really curious about what kind of monster Morgan will eventually cultivate."

Anyway, it only takes a few days, and Morgan will definitely make a choice. Now she is going to go and see the people of her elven tribe.

……

"The Tree of Plenty has given me a real problem. Should I wait for hundreds of years for the original elves to grow up normally, or should I take a risk?"

The blood oath made with the Fertility Tree only mentioned that he could not harm the child.

I am now helping the original elves to grow faster and will not violate this blood oath.

But... the risk is really too great. I only need to wait about two hundred years to get an original elf with a legitimate emperor and an elven empire.

But now, as long as I do this, it’s really hard to say how things will develop.

"No, there is no way out..." Morgan thought for a while and made the final decision.

It's just a controllable risk, not a reason to stop.

Controlling the blood in the body, it began to spread around.

The blood gradually spread throughout the courtyard, penetrating deep into the ground, causing the soil to begin to absorb the power of the blood. Then, through the soil as a medium, it entered the seeds of abundance that had been planted previously, which had become the roots of the Small World Tree.

The blood began to merge into the World Tree. After repeated rejection and mutual devouring, the World Tree finally began to try to absorb the nutrients from the blood.

In order to prevent the World Tree from being eroded too severely and causing the death of the World Tree seedlings, Morgan also deliberately controlled the amount of blood.

This is the initial attempt at fusion, which requires the use of slightly rough means, but in the end, these forces can be absorbed directly from the soil.

After making sure that the seedling of the World Tree would not be destroyed by his blood, Morgan no longer had any worries. His body turned into a pool of blood and spread throughout the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, Morgan's body reappeared from the blood, and a small sun made of blood flew into the sky.

It stopped at the highest point and center of the courtyard, and began to rain blood.

This little sun made of blood will regularly rain blood to ensure that the soil in the entire courtyard is moisturized.

"It can probably last about a year, but this courtyard will probably be abandoned soon."

At the growth rate of this world tree sapling, my garden will not be able to accommodate it in three months at most.

When that time comes, I will call all the maids to rebuild my castle.

The sleeping primordial elves also felt what was happening in the outside world.

He first waved his hand unhappily to knock off the blood rain falling on her face, then turned over and lay down to continue sleeping.

But as the blood rain continued to fall, some of it was tasted by the primordial elves.

The little one was a little unhappy. She thought the food tasted bad and made her feel nauseous. It was not something she liked.

But after spitting out the bad-tasting blood, the little guy seemed to discover that this unpalatable thing has high nutritional value.

So, the confused Original Elf began to drink some of Morgan's blood, then vomited violently to the side, then continued to drink, and continued to vomit.

When Morgan saw this scene, he didn't know what to say.

This little guy's personality might be a good match for him?

I obviously hate it to death, but I know that this thing is good for me.

Even though it tastes bad, I still have to force myself to drink some despite my disgust, then spit it out and continue drinking.

"What a delicate little baby! He's going to be hard to raise if he's this delicate. And why does he have such a disgusted expression? He seems a little ignorant."

Morgan walked up to the side of the Original Elf and poked the Original Elf's face with his finger in annoyance.

This blood was originally in his body. He is now bleeding to feed this little guy, but this little guy actually hates it. He really doesn't know what's good for him!

"You, you are so delicate. You will definitely be a difficult princess when you grow up."

"It seems like you need to let Sakuya teach you properly."

I always feel that this little guy will be difficult to get along with in the future, so I have to leave him to Sakuya to raise.

Speaking of which, Sakuya should be about to complete her transformation, and the vampires will soon have a true emperor.

"It's just... what kind of title should I give Sakuya?"

"The White King, the Night King, the Blood King, or the Maid King?"

(End of this chapter)