dark witches rise

In the underground laboratory.

The white walls exude a soft light.

A boy and girl wearing a white hospital gown, who had just completed a blood transplant experiment, followed a wizard apprentice in an orderly manner, walking with a pale expression.

Behind a one-way wall.

Roja, who was wearing a black robe, stared at the experimental subject below.

These people are all members of the Nange family, all his descendants, and they all have his blood flowing in their bodies.

In order to create his own pure-blood family, he selected suitable people from the Nange family to conduct blood transplant experiments.

People who receive blood transplants have successes and failures.

Those who succeed gain a strong bloodline that can be passed down to future generations stably.

If it fails, the bloodline will go berserk and mutate into a monster, which can only be dealt with harmlessly as a last resort.

Since the blood transplantation program has only been carried out for a few decades, only a few people can successfully obtain blood and pass it on stably.

The blood vessels in most experimental subjects are unstable.

Of course, it's just that the bloodline is unstable, and there are still very few people who directly go berserk and become monsters.

"They are all my descendants, and they are all heroes who sacrificed for the Nange family. Even if the bloodline transplant fails, as long as the bloodline has not completely gone berserk, they cannot be abandoned."

"The worst case scenario is to use sealing techniques to seal their bloodlines and find a place for them to live out the rest of their lives safely."

"As for the unstable blood in their bodies..."

"Nature cannot be inherited."

Beside Roya.

Glory wore a gorgeous off-the-shoulder white gown.

The white skin exudes a creamy color under the light, making every man move his index finger.

"I will remember your instructions, Lord Roya." Glory lowered her head and replied respectfully.

Roja nodded, turned around and walked on the passage leaving the blood transplantation laboratory.

He has reviewed the progress of the blood transplantation and it seems to him that it has been completed quite well.

It only takes another two to three hundred years to obtain a pure bloodline that can be inherited stably.

By that time, the Nange family would be a true pure-blood family.

However, obtaining a stable genetic bloodline is only the first step to becoming a pure-blood family.

Next, we need to create meditation methods and bloodline techniques that perfectly fit the bloodline, as well as the corresponding accompanying magic weapons.

To create a powerful pure-blood family, their Nange family still has a long way to go.

If he took action himself, he should be able to greatly shorten the time required to create a pure-blood family, but he did not want to waste energy on these small things that would not help his cultivation level.

The Nange family now has at least hundreds of thousands of blood descendants. How can they still let this ancestor do everything?
He found a way to reproduce so many offspring, not just to raise pigs.

Not to raise a bunch of trash that will hold you back.

On the way out after visiting the Blood Transplant Laboratory.

As he walked, he communicated with Glory.

"What is the population of our Saint Luo Empire now?" Roja asked.

"Back to Lord Roja, the population of our entire Saint Luo Empire officially exceeded 20 billion half a year ago." Glory replied.

"Two billion? Our Saint Luo Empire only has more than 20 million square kilometers and supports so many people..." Roja narrowed his eyes, "It's time to optimize the population a little."

"Lord Roja, what do you mean?" Glory looked at Roja in confusion.

In the past, Luo Ya, who "loved the people like his own children" and talked about "multiplying" the population all day long, why did someone suddenly say such cold-blooded words?

"You misunderstood me. What I meant was that we can no longer blindly increase the population as before. We need to consider having fewer and more eugenics." Luo Ya explained.

"...Yes." Glory nodded.

"Our Saint Luo Empire includes all forms of death including old age, illness, accidents, etc. What is the total number of deaths in a year?" Roja asked.

"About 1000 million people." I don't know why Roya suddenly asked this question, but Glory still answered honestly.

"1000 million people?" Roja stretched out his fingers and slid gently on the wall, "Don't you think it's too wasteful for these people to die like this?"

"Lord Roja, I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Before they die, preserve as much as possible and seal them alive. It will be of great use when I reach the third level."

"Loya, are you going to reach the third level?" Glory said in surprise.

"Not that fast, it will take about four to fifty years." Roja shook his head.

"Isn't it only four or fifty years ago? At that time, Master Roya, you were only in your early 50s, right? Of the two hundred people in our entire Shenwa Witch Domain who have entered the third level, I'm afraid you were the only one in the past ten thousand years, Master Roya, right?" Glory He clenched his fists in excitement and looked at Roja's pair of beautiful contact lenses that were shining like stars.

As Glory said, becoming a third-level wizard at the age of two hundred is definitely a rare event in Shenwa Witchland.

It is not an exaggeration to even call himself the first genius in the history of Shenwa Witch Domain.

In the eyes of almost everyone in the Shenwa Witch Domain, Taloya was like a god. Even those fourth-level wizards probably viewed him this way.

But it is only limited to the Shenwa Witch Domain.

Not talking about the entire wizarding world, just talking about the Yanyuan Realm where their Shenwa Wizarding Domain is located, there are not too many wizards with higher talents than him.

For example, Etta Crist, whom I just met not long ago.

However, feeling the way Glory looked at him with sparkling eyes like a fan girl, even Roja, who didn't care much about other people's opinions, felt a little proud deep down in his heart.

How many people in this world can truly not care about other people's opinions?

"Lord Roja, how many people do you need as sacrifices for the third-level promotion ceremony?" Glory asked.

"How many people?" Roja thought.

Human life is very cheap. In many cases, a few gold coins can buy a human life.

But human life is also a very precious existence. If used properly, an ordinary person's life may be able to play a role that exceeds that of a first-level medicine.

Before you become a level five wizard and open up your own mental world, population is the cheapest and most useful resource.

Not only can the third-level promotion ceremony be used, but even fourth-level wizards can still play a key role in reaching the fifth-level realm.

Back then, a third-level promotion ceremony was held at the Catastrophic Tomb of the Nation, and as a result, hundreds of millions of people were sacrificed. Unfortunately, the promotion ceremony failed in the end.

Of course, this is because the second-level wizard who is trying to reach the third-level realm is not strong enough, but it is also critical that there are not enough sacrifices.

What if the original sacrifice was not hundreds of millions, but billions?

Would the results have been different?

Roja absolutely does not allow any accidents in his promotion ceremony!
Everything must be done to perfection!
"Prepare 15 billion." Roja said after thinking for a while.

"Ten million people die in the Saint Luo Empire in one year, and 1000 billion sacrifices will be prepared in 50 years..." Glory muttered in a low voice.

"Any questions?"

"No, no!"

"This task may be a bit difficult to complete, but you must not sacrifice innocent people in order to complete the task, understand?" Roja asked.

"Understood! I will definitely complete the task you ordered without sacrificing innocent people!" Glory immediately understood.

Roja tilted his head and looked at Glory with deep meaning.

Can she really do it?

Leave her alone.

Anyway, he has fulfilled his obligation to remind.

How Glori completes the task will be discussed after he completes the third-level promotion ceremony and becomes a third-level wizard.

"Lo, Lord Loya, what's the matter with you looking at me like this?" Glory asked, shrinking her head.

"It's okay, I just..."

"only?"

"I'm just thinking that it's been a while since you completed the four transformations, Glory? Why haven't you condensed the domain base and stepped into the pseudo-secondary realm of the first pattern?"

"I……"

Glory was speechless for a moment.

At the first level, every time you complete a life transformation, you can greatly tap into your bloodline potential, reduce the difficulty of breaking through the realm, and increase your cultivation speed.

It’s been almost 30 years since Gloria completed her fourth metamorphosis.

With her talent and resources and Roja's guidance, at least one domain base can be condensed.

But it didn't.

"I have arranged a lot of tasks for you, but you don't need to do everything yourself, you just need to arrange the tasks, and occasionally supervise yourself behind the scenes. You must not lose your cultivation because of this. " Roja said.

"Thank you, Mr. Roya, for your concern. I will pay attention to it in the future!" Glory replied movedly.

"Bloodline transplantation and collection of sacrifices are indeed extremely cumbersome and time-consuming. If you add Qiao Nuo and the others, you will still be overwhelmed..." Roja rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Look for Qianlin People from ancient countries, please help.”

"Qianlin Ancient Country?" Glory tilted her little head.

"The ancient country of Qianlin is our close ally, and their green wizards are far ahead of us in the study of life. With their help, the preparation of blood transplants and sacrifices will definitely be greatly accelerated."

"I will contact Qianlin Ancient Country immediately when I get back. How many green wizards do we plan to invite?"

"In terms of quantity..." Roja thought for a while and said: "One second-level wizard and three first-level wizards should be enough. Potions can be used as reward. Qianlin Ancient Country is our ally, so we can give a little more reward. .”

"Understood." Glory nodded.

After the two finished talking, Glory left in a hurry.

Seeing Glory leaving with her slender waist twisted, Roja wondered if she should be happy.

Gloria is much better behaved than before, very much.

When the Saint Luo Empire was first established, he asked Glory to help manage the development of the empire during his trip to the Ten Thousand Demons Cave.

Glory's face turned dark.

He promised many benefits, and Glory reluctantly nodded and agreed to help.

What now?
In order to complete his mission, he even delayed his training.

"This change..."

"Okay."

What reason did he have to refuse Glory's change that was beneficial to him?

……

Holy Roman Empire.

Nange City.

Nangle Family Castle.

Roya, wearing a black robe, strolled in the castle.

Everyone I met along the way, whether it was a maid serving tea, a knight in armor holding a sharp sword, or a dark wizard who had awakened his blood, all of them knelt down to greet Roja respectfully.

Roja ignored those who were kneeling.

He walked deeper into the castle.

Arriving at a room with a closed door.

"Duh, duh, duh..."

As the emperor of the Saint Luo Empire, Roja, a third-level wizard who would shout "Emperor Roja" whenever he saw him, was standing at the door respectfully and knocking on the door.

It wasn't until he heard the reply "Come in" from inside that he opened the door and walked in.

"crunch-"

The moment the door opens.

A breath of vitality immediately surged out of the room.

in the room.

The vase holds blooming flower buds.

There are green vines climbing around the window, and butterflies are dancing around the vines.

Looking out through the window, there is a vibrant old tree growing, with several beautiful birds jumping around on the branches and singing crisp songs.

Roya entered the room and closed the door.

His eyes fell on a skinny old man sitting on the bed in the room.

The old man's cloudy eyes were staring at the scenery outside the window, without even glancing at Roja who entered the room.

Faced with the old man's rudeness, Roja didn't feel any anger in his heart.

Because this old man is his father - Delhi!
With his help, Deli, who is just an ordinary person, has repeatedly exceeded the limits of the human body and now lives more than 200 years.

But even Roja, who is known as the greatest genius in the history of Shenwa Witch Domain, is almost reaching his limit.

Over the years, he has used various life-extending methods to help his father extend his life.

It’s just that after each life extension method is used once, it no longer works, and new methods must be found.

Moreover, the new method can increase the life span less and less.

The life extension method he has mastered now can only extend Delhi's life for another five years.

If you use new methods to extend your life after five years, you may only be able to add another two years to your life.If he enters the Ten Thousand Demons Cave this time, he may not come back for another 30 to [-] years.

and so--

He stood next to Derry, looking guilty.

"Father, I'm sorry."

"Even if your son is a second-level wizard and is regarded as a god by many people, I am not a god after all. I want to do many things, but I am still powerless."

"But don't worry, I won't let you die."

"Next, I will use a secret method to seal you. When I become a fourth-level or fifth-level wizard and master new methods that can make you live longer, I will help you lift the seal."

"Believe me, I will give you eternal life one day!"

Facing Roja's bold words, Deli's eyelids trembled slightly.

Derry believes his son is a man of his word.

His son had spoken of eternal life being given to him, and he was sure to receive eternal life.

"Ugh--"

Derry sighed.

He turned to look at his proud son.

His son still looks so young, like a energetic young man in his early 20s.

"Roya, that's enough." Derry said tiredly.

"What's wrong? Don't you believe me?" Roja asked doubtfully.

"No, I believe in you very much. I know you are a person who does what you say, but..." Deli sighed, "I'm tired, really tired."

Derry looked up.

His eyes seemed to have traveled through 200 years through the ceiling and saw the past.

At that time, he was just a small drug dealer.

At that time, he was running around for three meals a day.

That memory of hard work, which was far from beautiful, has now become his precious treasure.

However, everything is in the past.

Former relatives, former friends, former enemies... everything turned into soil.

Although there are many descendants of their Nange family, they have a population of hundreds of thousands.

But 200 years apart, can those who are more than ten generations apart from him really still be considered his relatives?
Of his relatives, only his son Roja and grandson Qiao Nuo are left.

As for friends, there is not a single one left.

"Son, I have lived enough in this life. Let me return to ashes and go down to be with my old friends."

Derry looked up at Roya, his eyes full of pleading.

The pleading look from his father made Roja's body tremble.

Did he help his father extend his life and actually cause him such pain?
Shouldn’t eternal life be everyone’s pursuit?

Isn’t it true that the higher the position and the more powerful the person, the more he desires eternal life?
In the Holy Luo Empire, his father's power can be said to be second only to him, with one person under one person and more than ten thousand people.

Even Glory and Jono had to be respectful when facing his father.

With such power, why do you still feel tired?
Because of--

Don't have strength?
"Father, don't worry, you won't always be a weak ordinary person." Roja comforted: "I will seal you this time. When you wake up next time, you will have not only eternal life, but also eternal life." Life still has great power!"

"First level, second level, even third level, fourth level, maybe even stronger power!"

When Roja was talking enthusiastically, a dry and thin arm was put on his shoulder.

"son……"

Derry shook his head at him gloomily.

Roja's fists suddenly clenched.

He knew his father's mind was made up.

His father had really lived enough and really wanted to return to his ashes and go down to spend time with his old friends.

How to do?
Is it to comply with his father's wishes?
Or seal his father away at all costs?

After struggling for a while, he nodded with difficulty.

"Father, this time I will do as you wish."

"Son, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Derry knew how difficult this decision was for his son.

"Father, you still have seven days to live. It would be boring to lie in bed and wait for death during the last seven days."

"In the last seven days of your life, do whatever you want to do."

"Go through the last journey of your life without regrets."

Roya reached out and put his hand on Derry's head.

Vigorous vitality surged out of his hands and poured into Delhi's body.

I saw Delhi's dry and thin body swelling visibly to the naked eye.

A bald, wrinkled head, the scalp smoothed out, jet-black hair poking out of its pores.

The cloudy pupils were shining again.

The weak body is filled with endless power.

In the blink of an eye, Deli changed from a skinny old man with half a foot in the coffin to a strong middle-aged man.

"This, this is..."

Deli looked at his younger body with surprise, and excitedly felt the endless power in his body.

"Father, please enjoy the last seven days of your life." Roja said with a sad expression.

"Well! Thank you, my good son!"

After Deli hugged Roya forcefully, he skipped out of the room without putting on his shoes and barefooted.

Looking at the back of Derry going away, Roja's eyes flickered.

"The reason why you don't want to live anymore is because you feel like living is boring after lying in bed all day."

"Now that your body has become healthy and you can enjoy all the beauties in the world, are you still willing to die?"

"As long as there is a trace of nostalgia for life in your heart in the next seven days, I will immediately take action to seal you."

Roya followed Delhi out.

On the one hand, he waited for the urge to "live" to arise deep in Hedri's heart.

On the other hand, he wanted to know how Derry would choose to spend the last seven days of his life.

What would you do if you had only seven more days to live?

Delhi gave Roya his answer.

……

first day.

Enjoy the food!

The goshawk flying in the sky, the tiger running on the ground, the fish swimming in the water...

Truffles in the mountains, earthworms in the ground, tuna in the sea...

Tens of thousands of delicious dishes from all over the world were prepared and delivered to Delhi.

On this day, Delhi tasted all the delicacies in the world!

……

the next day.

Watch the performances!

Classical opera, beautiful dance, sweet music...

The clown walking on the tightrope, the lion walking through the fire ring, the magician doing magic...

Although he couldn't watch all the performances in one day, Derry said he was satisfied.

……

Day three.

Travel around the world!
Travel throughout the great mountains and rivers of the Holy Roman Empire.

Standing on the highest peak overlooking the world, walking in the cave to watch the stalactites that have been formed for hundreds of millions of years.

Snorkel in the deep sea and pass by a giant whale that is [-] meters long.

……

Fourth day.

Visit the major technology factories in the Saint Luo Empire!

Looking at the trains parked in the factory building that are about to run on the track.

See firsthand how an airship goes from raw material to finished product.

Watching the old master holding a hammer and hammering out delicate parts one by one.

……

Day [-].

Condolences are offered at the school.

Surrounded by a group of innocent schoolchildren calling "Grandpa Derry".

He gave a speech to the primary school students, watched the students listen carefully in the classroom, and watched the students showing off their youth in the playground.

……

Day [-].

Spend time with family members.

Return to Nange Castle in your hometown of Nange Town.

Spend a wonderful day happily in the company of a member of the Minange family.

……

Seventh day.

Delhi chose to come to the medicinal fields grown by himself.

In this medicine field.

Watch the herbs grow, water, fertilize, and weed the herbs yourself.

……

The sky gradually darkened.

After taking care of the medicine field, Delhi, who was sweating all over, sat on a small hill overlooking the medicine field.

He drank plain water and gnawed on hard black bread.

Under the star-studded sky, he stared blankly at the medicine field below.

The night is like running water.

Morning is coming.

A glimmer of light shone from the mountains to the east.

This warm light dispelled the darkness and fell on Derry's smiling face.

"Is this your choice?"

Roya appeared beside Delhi silently.

He sat down next to Delhi and watched the slowly rising sun with his father for the first time in a long time.

……

The day.

A shocking piece of bad news spread throughout the Holy Roman Empire.

Holy Father Delhi, passed away.

He died at the age of two hundred and two!

An atmosphere of sadness swept across the entire Saint Luo Empire.

Everyone in the Holy Roman Empire is mourning the death of Holy Father Deli.

The queue to pay homage to the remains of the Holy Father in Delhi was hundreds of kilometers long.

On the day that the Holy Father was buried in Delhi, the nation mourned. (End of chapter)