Mages Are Too OP

After Christina and the other team had left the cave, Bruce opened his mouth to the little bat hanging from the rock wall.

Two long fangs can be seen in his mouth.

Then a blood-red magic power spurted out of his mouth and directly submerged into the little bat's body.

The body of the little bat immediately began to swell, and after it became about the size of an adult pig, it immediately differentiated into hundreds of little bats flying around in the cave, chattering and flapping their wings, making it very noisy.

Bruce frowned slightly, even the blood clan couldn't stand this noisy sound.

Fortunately, after a while, these bats reunited, and finally turned into a little boy with black hair and blue eyes and fell to the ground.

The childish Edmund knelt down on one knee and almost burst into tears: "Thank you, Lord Bruce for your help."

"Yeah." Bruce nodded and coughed before continuing: "I know that you have a heart of gratitude. But you don't have a heart for cooperation, which is not good. My blood of the Bruce family should be based on friendship. With mutual assistance as the core, the clansmen advance and retreat together, this is the premise of a big family. You can't stand Christina, I can see it, mainly because she is afraid that she will steal most of my favor. "

Edmund shook his head vigorously: "Lord Bruce, I won't think so anymore."

"Very good." Bruce nodded in consolation: "You are all my children, I treat everyone equally, don't worry too much. Your strength is not half as good as before, take a few days of rest, you need virgin blood, just Go to Colmont and get it healed as soon as possible, our family still needs you."

Edmund approached the cold vampire body and actually shed hot tears: "Yes, Sir Bruce."

After the childlike Edmund left, Bruce sighed deeply: "A little tired."

He closed his eyes to rest, and soon after, a young male bloodline appeared next to him.

Different from the sinister temperament of other vampires, although the complexion of this male vampire is also very pale, he has a taste of sunshine, a lively and agile taste emanating from the soul.

He walked up to Bruce without salute, but handed over a manuscript made of precious white paper and said, "Mr. Bruce, these are some of my thoughts, I hope they can help you."

""Three-Year Implementation, Five-Year Plan"?"

Seeing the title on the cover of the manuscript, Bruce opened the page and looked at it slowly.

And the male blood clan explained seriously: "According to my observation in the clan for a month, I found that there are many problems in the clan. The first is the flaw in the system, which must be solved slowly. The primary problem now is Address the yield of food, and then address the quality of food.”

Hearing this, Bruce asked back: "What do you think?"

"I found that when many clansmen were sucking blood, it was too easy for them to suck up the girls. I observed nearly a hundred times and determined that this was due to overeating caused by frequent starvation. Instinct, if we can provide a stable, regular eating environment, I believe that will make our blood brothers and sisters more peaceful, then our food survival rate will increase greatly."

Bruce asked curiously, "So what can you do to provide a stable source of food?"

"It's very simple, improve the living environment of the virgins, give them more space for activities, and promote the virgins who are more inclined to us and have a certain leadership to manage them and reduce their fear of us."

"What's the benefit of this?"

"A happy life will improve the quality of blood, and their ability to produce blood will also be improved." The young vampire smiled and said, "The most important thing is... this is the first step for us to cultivate them into family members. step."

Bruce asked suspiciously, "What's the use of turning food into a clan?"

"Don't underestimate the power of human women." The young blood clan smiled slyly: "Just choose some little human girls to grow up, and at the same time instill the concept that they are family members, one with our blood clan and two hearts. In this way, they are It is our best companion and our strongest spear and shield."

Bruce's eyes widened: "Your words are very interesting. You must be a big man in the Son of Gold."

"No, I'm just an ordinary graduate student..." The young vampire smiled and said, "In terms of the concept here, it's a scholar."

"Scholar?" Bruce was surprised. "That's really amazing? What kind of knowledge are you proficient in?"

"Society and Ethnic Relations!"

"What is this?"

"It is a science that studies the relationship, influence, and ways of getting along between powerful and disadvantaged groups."

Bruce nodded slowly: "That's why you came to our blood family, willing to become a part of us from the son of gold, just to study how we get along with humans? Provide data for your own research?"

"This is only part of the reason." The young blood clan smiled and said: "The other reason is the potential of the blood clan, which is really great. I also have a dream of becoming a strong man."

Bruce nodded: "Son, I think you are qualified to call me father."

"Sorry, I refuse." The young vampire immediately waved his hand and said, "My parents are still alive."

Bruce sighed, "What a pity."

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Yelia and Roland both appeared on the top of a side peak of a col.

He pointed to the depths of the mountain and said, "There are two vampires' dens. Later I will enter through the front entrance. At the back of the mountain, an exit is here."

Yelia put the map in front of Roland.

"Later, you will come in from behind and attack me back and forth. You must not let two vampires go."

There was a little anger in Yelia's eyes: "How dare you do whatever you want near my territory, I'm tired of living."

Roland chuckled: "Okay, just follow this plan."

Yeliya is a very responsible person. Generally speaking, the frontal attack will encounter more resistance, and the person who takes the back will encounter less danger.

"Remember, if you encounter two vampires, don't hesitate and go all out. They are very good at spiritual magic, so you are afraid of illusion."

"Understood!" Roland nodded.

The two then separated. Roland followed the map and went to the back mountain. After searching for a while, he found a cave covered by weeds, with an iron gate stuck.

Pushing aside the weeds, Roland pushed and found that the iron door was tightly closed. After checking it again, he found that there was a gap about a finger wide under the iron door.

Roland dropped the little magic spider, and the spider climbed into the iron gate from the gap below in a blink of an eye.

Then a picture came to my mind.

Then Roland pressed the mage's hand into a flat shape, drilled into the gap below, and then changed back to the normal palm.

Then the mage's hand opened the latch of the iron door, and Roland pushed it again, and the door opened.

A peculiar smell of urine wafted out of it.