Henrik lay on the ground, the first two stages had almost exhausted all his physical strength, and the double torture of mind and body made his whole person close to the limit.

But when the third potion was injected into the spine, Henrik bounced off the ground, and the spine shook like a living thing, from top to bottom.

The connection between each vertebrae became so close that Henrik even felt his spine stretching outward, as if it was about to burst out at any moment!

"Ho-ho!"

His mouth was wide open, but he howled weakly.

"This guy doesn't really want to grow a tail, does he?"

Looking at the traces of Henrik's spine shaking, Roger guessed.

The growth of a tail may seem very strange, but according to the characteristics of the manticore, the extra tail should increase Henrik's combat effectiveness.

Roger wasn't worried about aesthetics.

He was more worried that in addition to fighting, according to Henrik's temperament, this guy would probably use his tail to do some shady things.

Well......

In terms of length, it is quite possible.

"It's going to be long......"

Even if he was delirious in pain, Henrik could still clearly tell what he wanted.

But alas, his spine was raised high and then slowly returned to normal.

The body became emaciated at a rate visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the blood-colored tendons began to spread upwards from the wrists.

Soon it crossed the elbows, rounded the shoulders, and crossed at the chest.

A blood nucleus is formed.

The formation of the new organ means that Henrik's evolution is more than half complete, and his eyes have been transformed into vertical pupils.

It's just that unlike Roger, Henrik's eyes flashed with the cunning of a viper.

Roger picked up the limp Henrik from the ground and placed him on the pre-drawn circle.

Henrik was already delirious from pain, and the energy of his physical strength was drained to form a new organ, and the illusion in front of him was reborn.

But even so, when Roger put him on the ground, he still didn't forget to ask, "Tail, has my tail grown?" ”

"Hmm!"

Roger was casually perfunctory.

"It's grown, you can touch it yourself."

"Really?"

Henrik grinned.

"Great!"

"Hold on, the hardest part begins."

Roger encouraged.

"After the grass trial, your physical fitness will be greatly improved, listen clearly, it is all aspects of ability!"

"Come on!!"

Henrik let out a roar.

Roger, on the other hand, placed the night demon's curved horn in the center of the circle, and he launched the ceremony in order, the blue-black flames burned, and the solid curved horn gradually melted.

Slowly, the black liquid covered the circle, and the pitch-black light flashed, and the next moment, the black liquid peeled off the circle and then poured onto Henrik's body.

As if it had life, the liquid burrowed through the pores into the interior of Henrik's body.

Henrik felt like every inch of his skeletal muscles had been scraped off, his vocal cords were torn, and he couldn't make any sound.

At this point, he could only grit his teeth and persist and persist.

He remembered the surprise when he first came into contact with the mysterious world, a ritual and a magic circle, which opened the door to the mystery for him as a child.

He sweated in the airtight room, over and over again, pouring strength into his muscles and bones.

Hard work has paid off, he is the future of the family, and he is the real pride of the sky.

And then, everything took a turn for the worse.

Betrayal, contempt, contempt.

He endured physical pain, mental torment, and tidal oppression from all around him.

"No, it's not me!"

There was a roar in his heart, the power in his body tightened violently, and the new organs grew faster, and at the same time, the part of the power that belonged to him in the crooked horns returned to his body.

"What once belonged to me must be taken back!"

"Even if it's only for a second."

The blood was boiling, and a new change appeared in Henrik's body, and he gradually mastered control of his body in pain, and slowly stood up from the ground.

The temperature around him suddenly dropped, and Henrik exhaled a burst of hoarfrost from his mouth.

"Bloodline Awakening?"

It was also the first time Roger had seen such a picture.

Obviously, Henrik's grass trial was over, but his transformation had just begun under the impact of the energy in the corners.

The frost spread, and Henrik's pupils turned pale vertical pupils, looking like a cold stone statue.

Even the new organs that were born on the chest turned pale blue.

At this stage, his momentum was still improving, and just when Roger thought that he would completely catalyze a complete organ in one go, Henrik actually took the initiative to give up the transformation.

The momentum on his body gradually fell, and the energy that he had not absorbed also shrank back into the depths of his body little by little.

Obviously, Henrik is not carried away by the illusion in front of him, his foundation is unstable, and if he is forced to improve at this time, it may bring hidden dangers to the future.

When he opened his eyes, his ice-blue pupils flashed, his gray hair returned to normal, and his face was at least 10 years younger.

"Do you think I'm more handsome than you now?"

After only three seconds, Henrik showed his trademark smile again.

"How does it feel?" Roger asked.

"I can't wait to try out the improvements you just mentioned."

"At least the sins of these ten days have not been in vain."

Roger shook his head helplessly.

"You've killed the Night Demon and absorbed her essence, and the curse of desire that woman left on you has been broken, how can you ......?"

Henrik sighed and patted Roger on the shoulder.

"Boy, you're still young."

"When you're like me, you'll find out what it means."

Roger opened Henrik's palm and looked straight, "I need your help." ”

Counting the day off before, there are only four days left before the agreed time with Dickinson.

In the past few days, all the energy of the two of them has been focused on the grass trial, and the communication with the outside world has become less.

Henrik washed and changed his clothes briefly, he turned on his phone and dialed a few calls.

"Monsieur Sean has been left in other cities for some reason, and I am afraid that he will not be able to come to Bordeaux for a short time."

"I'll make a trip myself, I must see him."

Roger nodded, "That's fine." ”

"But in four days, you must be back."

"There's going to be a fight, although I don't want it to happen."

If there is a real fight, it means that Roger's previous guesses are true.

"Take a break, I'll leave in the afternoon." Henrik also knew the urgency of the matter.

But then, his eyes rolled, and an idea popped up in his heart.

"Would you like to have a discussion?"

Henrik made a defiant gesture at Roger.

"If you use a gun, how are you going to fight me?" With Quinn's body, then the only thing that determines the outcome between the two is the distance.

"No guns."

"I have my own weapon."

"A weapon that was prepared a long time ago!"

Henrik was scrappy.

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