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With its huge wings stretched, the magic dragon Ayala circled and fell in the roaring storm until the dragon claws touched the red land. Spraying the dragon's breath, it turned its majestic gaze to the valley, as if it was the master of the patrol. Several dread wolves hid behind the rocks in fear, praying to the infamous robber dragon that had eaten a night snack, but then they saw an incredible scene-

He tiptoed gently and pulled out a flattering smile. The demon dragon that had looted three towns overnight, but now he tiptoed into the valley, like a weasel who was only preparing to steal chickens. Far from the bonfire, it called out with that sweet and greasy sound: "Mr. Victor, I just found a drop of demon blood for you, if you need it..."

"Shut up, don't disturb my casting!" Accompanied by impatient male voice, a string of gem necklaces hit Ayala's nose. The angry demon dragon was about to get angry on the spot, but when it saw clearly that it hit its own item, its roaring expression immediately turned into surprise: "This, this is... Mr. Victor, have you really refined it for me?"

"Nonsense! How much time can a mere string of hearts of the ocean take?" The old man known as Victor sneered, grabbed the air without any hesitation, and snatched the drop of demon blood over. He was about seventy years old, with messy hair and a sloppy beard, and was terrifyingly thin, but his blood-covered eyes were full of fanaticism.

"A mere string of the hearts of the ocean? If those great demon casters heard this, they would probably bleed on the spot!" Ayala nodded timidly, but secretly compared her middle fingers in her heart. But it had to admit that compared with the so-called great demon casters, the old man in front of him was the greatest demon casters in the continent in recent decades, and there was no more.

The so-called Magic Forging Master is an extremely special profession in the Flan Continent. It combines the skills of life and combat, and can cast and refine various magical items, including almost every level of society. Because of this, although the Magic Forging Master himself is not strong, he has become an indispensable existence for a group, a city or even a country by virtue of creating magical items - or Qibao -.

Over the past thousands of years, the casting profession has developed over a long period of time and has formed various schools, but the most special and rare among them is the "soul casting" rule created by Master Victor. The so-called soul casting means using the soul fire of the demon casting master as the energy, relying on spiritual power and thoughts to transform materials, and then casting magical objects. Because his "soul casting technique" advocates the use of soul fire and likes to use soul as the material, people at that time called him "soul casting master".

With this original skill, Victor quickly became the most famous demon caster on the mainland and was praised by the people of the times as the "Left Hand of God". However, for some reason, he suddenly disappeared mysteriously more than ten years ago, and even a half-word message was left behind. For a moment, the entire continent sighed deeply, but he didn't know whether it was for his disappearance or for the treasures that disappeared together...

"But who would know that this guy was actually hiding here to cast it?" Ayala shook her head. Even though she held the heart of the ocean in her hand, she still couldn't believe what had happened during this period. A few months ago, the sloppy and dirty Victor suddenly appeared in the dragon's den, and on the condition of creating a heart of the ocean, she asked herself to take on the task of bodyguarding and collecting materials.

Out of love for gem necklace, the demon dragon agreed hesitantly, but when it knew Victor's casting goal, it was shocked to dislocate its chin. No one believed that the demon casting master actually challenged the legendary casting technique. He actually planned to cast a person - yes, he actually planned to use his soul casting technique to create a living human being, which is the power that only the gods have!

What made Ayala even more incredible was that Victor's absurd plan was actually successful - at this moment, the soul fire he erupted was burning, and a male body slowly rolled in the colorful light, constantly absorbing the rare materials around him. Ayala shook her head in pain and sighed, feeling that this method was a waste of resources, which was a treasure that could be sold for hundreds of thousands of gold coins if you just pulled it!

"The material is dead, and it is worth the amount of money!" Victor panted heavily in sweat, and his whole body was trembling slightly. But his casting movement did not stop at all. With the beautiful sliding of his fingertips as if they were playing, one treasure after another emerged from the void, but immediately entered the flames of the soul fire. Gradually, these treasures were melted into colorful light in the soul fire, and the dazzling light intertwined into colorful light cocoons, wrapping the pale body inside, making it exude the vitality of life.

"Blood Soul Spear, Bone Beast Ring, Medusa Shield, Banders Ring... Gods are above, this madman is going to create it!" After carefully identifying those rare treasures, Ayala's dragon eyes were almost bursting out. For a demon dragon who likes to collect various treasures, the scene at this moment is simply a torture. In order not to let himself make crazy actions that violate the oath, Ayala decided to leave here immediately!

"Of course, you have completed all the tasks as agreed, and I am grateful for this." Victor's spirit was concentrated in the casting, and there was no objection to Ayala's departure. The demon dragon relaxed gently, spread its wings and slowly rose, but at the moment of leaving, it turned back with a little hesitation and reminded in a deep voice: "Mr. Victor, I will give you the last news by the way--there are several messengers of the Northern Parliament Alliance inquiring about your traces these days."

"Is that right? Let them go!" Shrugged his shoulders meaninglessly. Victor obviously didn't care about the news, but he still watched the demon dragon disappear into the sky. A few seconds later, the demon caster turned his attention back to the casting. At this moment, as the demon blood gradually merged into it, the body began to move slightly, as if it was about to resurrection.

"The last step, this is the last step!" Victor kept murmuring and repeating, tremblingly took out a handful of green **** and aimed it at his throat. Only the demon caster himself knew that what he wanted to create was not a new life, but a perfect body. In a moment, as long as this short soul-snatching dagger gently passes by, his soul can get rid of the aging body and regain youth and vitality!

"What else can compare to this?" Taking a deep breath, Victor slowly stumbled towards his throat, his pale expression was flushed at this moment. Blood suddenly splattered, and a green ghost floated out of his body, shooting towards the body as if he was guided. At this moment, the light of the soul fire suddenly surged for several feet, wrapping the entire body. The light cocoon slowly flowed, Victor's ghost began to gradually merge with his new body, and the green light even covered everything within a few meters.

"Boom!" However, at this moment, purple lightning suddenly fell from the sky, barely hitting the body that was about to merge with the soul. The huge wave of air rose into the air, and the body suddenly twitched in the lightning. The soul with green light soared into pieces, shattering like a wild beast being injured!

Amid the faint sound of the sound, a red ghost slowly descended along the lightning and merged into the body without any barriers. A few seconds later, accompanied by the gentle movement of several fingers, a vague voice came leisurely: "I think I can still be rescued..."
Chapter completed!