Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 56 The Gift of Blood

Next, Mo Yuan introduced the Black King's Blood Martial Soul to Bai Yi in detail, including the Word Spirit, alchemy and even part of the history of the dragon clan.

As for the issue of evil soul masters, Mo Yuan also gave an explanation. After all, he really had never done anything like killing humans in large numbers to improve his realm.

As for killing soul beasts, if this is also considered an evil soul master, then all the soul masters in the world can die.

"Brother Mo! If you want to say something, just say it! Do you know that I almost died just now?"

After listening to Mo Yuan's explanation, Bai Yi breathed a sigh of relief. No one knew what kind of ups and downs he had just experienced.

First, the elder brother he trusted tried to kill him, then he thought he was an evil soul master, and then he learned about a completely new and unheard-of martial soul and power system.

The shock this brought was no less than if someone told him that Shrek Academy was actually involved with evil spirit masters. How could this be possible?!

But after Mo Yuan showed him more than ten different word spirits, as well as some alchemy techniques that could be described as divine skills, Bai Yi completely believed that what Mo Yuan said was true.

At the same time, after Mo Yuan explained to him what violent blood was, Bai Yi believed that Mo Yuan was really confident in hunting Soul Douluo, and he was also extremely amazed that the Black King's blood spirit could actually use this unheard-of method to forcibly improve several major realms.

As for the evil soul master, Bai Yi was completely relieved after hearing Mo Yuan say that he would still go with him to kill the Marquis of Lijian.

After all, no matter how you look at it, apart from the fact that Mo Yuan's martial soul looks a bit evil, he has absolutely nothing to do with an evil soul master.

After witnessing the evil deeds done by the son of the Marquis of Sharp Sword, Bai Yi's thoughts were different from those of most soul masters on Douluo Continent, who did not use their martial spirits to determine the good or evil of soul masters. He only looked at what the soul masters did.

"Brother Mo, now that you've finished speaking, I'm going to go back to sleep. After what happened, I feel like my heart is going to stop if I don't get some sleep."

Bai Yi waved and was about to turn back, but before he could take a step, Mo Yuan called him back.

"It's not over yet. What I just told you was just to give you an understanding of my martial spirit. Now comes the real business."

Mo Yuan looked at Bai Yi, who was full of curiosity, and continued, "Young man... no, Bai Yi, do you want to become stronger?"

"Yes, of course I do. If I were strong enough, I would have killed the son of the Marquis of Sharp Sword long ago."

"Very good, I have a chance to make you stronger now, but the process will be a little painful. I wonder if you are willing to try it."

Mo Yuan stretched out his right hand towards Bai Yi, with his thumb and index finger very close together, less than a finger's width apart.

But Bai Yi inexplicably felt that what Mo Yuan said was a little inaccurate. However, after hearing that Mo Yuan had a way to make himself stronger, he threw this idea out of his mind and became excited.

Even without mentioning hatred, any normal soul master cannot refuse to become stronger.

"Brother Mo, are you serious?!"

"Of course, you also know what a Word Spirit is. I found that there is one among those Word Spirits that is very suitable for you. It can be described as a match made in heaven. And I now have a way to bestow that Word Spirit upon you."

This is the good idea that Mo Yuan came up with. By giving Bai Yi dragon blood, he can make him a hybrid and obtain the Word Spirit. This method is basically problem-free.

The only thing to worry about is whether Bai Yi can withstand the erosion of dragon blood, but as the saying goes, crisis and opportunity coexist, and there is no reward without pain.

"Alright! As long as what you said is true, Brother Mo, there's nothing to be afraid of even if it hurts a little. Just come on!" Bai Yi said excitedly, "Brother Mo, can you tell me about the power of that Word Spirit?"

Mo Yuan replied, "Of course, that Word Spirit has only one ability, which is that as long as you mark your target, the attack you launch will hit! There is no way to dodge." "Oh my god, it's so powerful!" Bai Yi was immediately surprised and delighted. The ability of 'guaranteed to hit' is simply a perfect match for bow and arrow type martial spirits!

At the same time, he was still thinking, if Mo Yuan could bestow such a powerful Word Spirit upon him, then are there many more powerful Word Spirits?
"Brother Mo, this Word Spirit is indeed very powerful. Are there any other powerful Word Spirits that you can introduce?"

"Yes, brother, there are certainly more than one such powerful Word Spirit. There are a total of 121. However, due to time constraints, I will not introduce them in detail. I'd better quickly strengthen you."

"it is good!"

……

After a while, when Bai Yi adjusted his state, he sat cross-legged on the ground and waited for Mo Yuan to grant him the Word Spirit.

"Brother Mo, how are you going to give me that Word Spirit? Alchemy?" Bai Yi asked Mo Yuan who was standing in front of him.

"No, not alchemy, but my blood, the blood of the Black King."

After saying this, Mo Yuan ignored Bai Yi's shocked expression. The indifference on his face suddenly turned serious, and his golden eyes, as if made from the purest gold, became increasingly dazzling.

"Dragon blood is a gift, but it's also poison to ordinary people. You might be reborn and gain the power of the Word Spirit, but you might also be unable to resist the erosion and turn into a monster."

Mo Yuan stared at Bai Yi,

"It's all your choice."

Bai Yi's eyes were determined. He recalled the tragedy between the old man and his brother six years ago, and the raging anger that had been suppressed in his heart for the past six years. He immediately made a decision.

"Come on, Brother Mo, let me use the blood of my enemies to pay tribute to the old man and my brothers."

"very good."

Mo Yuan stretched out his right hand towards Bai Yi. As his muscles pumped, blood oozed out of his index finger, and the dragon blood condensed into a drop of blood.
The dragon's blood was deep red, like the purest gem in the world.

The moment the blood bead appeared, Bai Yi smelled an inexplicable fresh and sweet scent. The smell instantly made the blood in his body boil, and at the same time, his spirit sincerely felt a deep desire.

That is the instinct of biological evolution, the instinctive hunger of lower-level life forms to become higher-level life forms. The increasingly vigorous greed in the blood tells Bai Yi that it is the key to evolution.

At this moment of ecstasy, Bai Yi seemed to understand that this might be the reason why Nanmen Yuner felt strange when she came into contact with Mo Yuan before the freshman assessment.

The moment the blood bead left his body, Mo Yuan's face suddenly turned pale. You know, in order for Bai Yi to become a hybrid, ordinary dragon blood will not work. He must use the lowest toxicity and purest dragon blood.

In this way, even just a drop of blood would be a considerable burden for him.

Under Mo Yuan's control, the blood bead floated in front of Bai Yi. Looking at this bead that seemed to contain the key to the leap of life levels, Bai Yi could no longer control the urge to swallow it in one gulp.

Mo Yuan's expression was solemn and indifferent, noble and majestic.

"In my name, I grant you the blood of the Dragon King Nidhogg. This blood will grant you new strength. Through the intertwining of excruciating pain and death, you will be reborn. In the name of 'Holy Judgment,' you will wash away hatred with the blood of your enemies!"

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