Chapter 157 Transaction

While guessing the identities of the two men, Ogman paused, raised his hand and touched the black inverted pyramid amulet on his chest, then walked forward quickly.

"What can I do for you two?"

Hearing his words, the two men turned around.

Ogman's eyes quickly swept over the two men's attire, and paused for a moment at the magic crystal gun on Anvis' waist and a short-handled magic staff engraved with silver patterns that appeared from the gap in Joem's backpack.

The traveling merchants coming from Sar City and the magic crystal guns used by the escort mercenaries are made of high-quality materials, so their strength should be quite high.

After taking a quick look at the two's outfits, Ogman came to a conclusion.

The strength of the two people in front of him was very tightly controlled. He, who was at the peak of the fifth level, could not sense any overflowing power aura, and had no way of judging their specific levels.

"Nice to meet you, are you Mr. Ogman?"

A slightly rough voice sounded, and one of them spoke and greeted him.

Somewhat to Ogman's surprise, the first person to speak was not the traveling merchant, but the 'Guardian Mercenary'. . . . . . . . Looking at the old wizard who looked a little surprised, Avis smiled roughly.

"This isn't a good place to talk, Mr. Ogman. Why don't you invite us to your place and have a seat?"

"Okay, come with me—"

After taking a deep look at Avis, Ogman, who was dressed in a black robe, nodded and felt a little relaxed.

He shouldn't be an enemy, otherwise he would never ask to enter his residence.

In the residence, his strength must be increased by at least 50%.

Even when facing a seventh-level warrior, he is confident enough to escape!

He stepped forward and held out his hand toward the gate of woven elderberry bars.

Then, the 'fence gate' moved and retracted to both sides by itself, revealing a vibrant stone path in the center.

"Be careful to follow my steps and don't step in the wrong place—"

After giving the reminder, Ogman walked towards the path on his own, taking each step in a specific direction.

After walking for a while, he turned a corner and quietly looked back.

What made his heart sink was that although the two people were following behind him, their pace was completely inconsistent with his.

The most important thing is that the magic trap that should have been triggered in the courtyard seemed to be ineffective and had no reaction! . ….….After entering the living room of the house, Ogman sat on the long sofa and looked at the two with a puzzled look.

"So, what do you two want to talk to me about? Can you tell me now?"

"Well, Mr. Ogman, I would like to invest in your research."

Giving him a smiling look, Avis stretched out a finger and waved it in front of the old wizard's eyes.

"Invest in my research? Do you know what you're talking about?"

The old wizard in black robe frowned and stared at the brown eyes of the 'guard mercenary', with a hint of strong vigilance flashing in his eyes.

"Three months ago... yes, three months ago, you bought a chalk fossil at the Violet Auction House."

Anvis did not answer him directly, but began to count on his fingers, smiling.

"Then, you opened the fossil and found the remains of a special, dark green, ancient creature that looked like a crinoid.

From the remains, you extracted some strange magical pheromone that can eliminate reproductive isolation between species."

“Currently, you are trying to synthesize this pheromone, but due to insufficient [Black Domain Orchid Pollen], the experiment failed.

But later, you prepared enough pollen again. And this time, you successfully synthesized what you needed. "

"Then, inspired by the special structure of this pheromone, you will cultivate a large number of experimental monsters.

And try to cultivate a perfect bloodline with the excellent characteristics of multiple monsters through a large number of crossbreeding methods. "

"Where did you hear this? A prophet?"

When he heard the word "perfect bloodline", Ogman's pupils suddenly shrank.

His right hand suddenly raised up as if he had been electrocuted and grabbed the black pendant on his chest.

"That's not important, Mr. Ogman. What's important is why I bring this up—"

Faced with Ogman's somewhat intense reaction, Avis smiled indifferently.

With the eighth-level Jom by his side, Ogman, whose strength is less than sixth-level, can't cause any trouble.

“In short, I am very interested in your research and hope you can come up with results soon.

For this purpose, I can provide you with all the experimental materials you need."

"Everything I need for the experiment?"

Ogman keenly caught the key words in Anvis' words. He felt it was absurd and ridiculous, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face.

"Your Excellency, do you know what I need?"

"If you could just make a list—"

Anvis didn't laugh, but looked at him seriously and spoke in an extremely affirmative tone.

"are you sure?"

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Looking at Avis's serious expression, Ogman gradually put away the sneer on his face and began to really think about his proposal seriously.

Different from other bloodlines, the formation of [Perfect Blood] is behind it.

It requires repeated high-intensity life alchemy experiments, and is pieced together bit by bit in a nearly luck-based way.

It is equivalent to a blank 'bloodline framework' that can accommodate the characteristics of other bloodlines.

The higher the level of blood that is used to make up the [Perfect Blood], the more stable the frame body is, the more blank parts there are in it, and the more blood can be integrated without collapsing.

In this piecing together process, if we can obtain sufficient number of experimental subjects and blood materials, then the progress of the experiment can indeed be greatly accelerated.

"I need a large number of fifth-level experimental monsters and high-level bloodlines. There is no limit to the type. The higher the level, the better."

After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, Ogman stared at Anvis and expressed his demands.

This was a test of Avis's strength.

You know, fifth-level monsters are easy to deal with, but high-level bloodlines are rare.

Based on the bloodline that Avis could provide, he could roughly judge what kind of strength and background Avis had.

"No problem, you'll get what you want."

Hearing this somewhat familiar request, Avis smiled inexplicably.

In his previous life, when he was a player, Anvis provided him with his dragon bloodline with a maximum limit of level eight.

In return, Anvis received a tube of perfect blood source with an initial grade of fifth and an item quality of orange.

After some careful calculations, he first fused it with a tube of sixth-level high elf blood, and then fused it with a tube of sixth-level extreme Void Eye Demon blood.

After barely maintaining it to the seventh level, Avis integrated his own eighth-level golden dragon bloodline into it.

The result was encouraging. After transplanting the final fusion of [Perfect Blood] into himself, his level cap was raised to level eighty-nine.

At the same time, he also gained the spell-like abilities of the Void Beholder and the superb magical affinity of the High Elves, and his various attribute corrections were also additionally improved.

In the past lives, the impure dragon bloodline was able to produce source blood that was sufficient to merge with one's own bloodline.

So, what if he used the two legendary bloodlines he possessed in this life as a foundation? Would he eventually be able to obtain perfect blood that was high enough to fuse with the legendary bloodline?

Vaguely, in addition to being used for mass production of synthetic arms.

Avis also saw a special glimmer of hope.

A glimmer of hope to reconcile the subtle conflict between his two legendary bloodlines.

The third update

(End of this chapter)