Chapter 690 Don’t Cheat
"Huh?"
Professor Tulsi, who is usually calm and serious, made a sound like a cute girl.
She looked at the group of demons who were sharing Edgar's food, and for a moment the only word that remained in her mind was "eh".
Hey, why did you die?
I can't understand it. These demons should be strictly imprisoned, so how could they escape?
And with Edgar's strength, he shouldn't have died at the hands of so many demons.
What's more, these demons are physically weak due to long-term imprisonment. I guess a few old farmers can beat them all to their knees.
But at this moment, time did not allow Tulsi to continue staying there, seemingly in a daze but actually brainstorming, because those demons were rushing towards her.
In order to participate in the battle festival and improve her survival ability, Tulsi also personally did a long period of combat training, and even her skills are much faster than before.
So when those demons showed a little hostility towards her, she raised her magic wand and threw a few pyroxene swift demon gravels at them, the speed was so fast that it surpassed the American Iai.
Perhaps this should be called magical Iai.
Those demons were already weak to begin with, and when they encountered the magic of the professor-level magician, they naturally had no time to react. They couldn't even resist before their heads were blown off.
“Patta, patta—”
The mutilated bodies of the demons fell heavily to the ground, stirring up waves in the pool of blood and splashing onto the surrounding walls.
“.”
Tulsi's expression changed for a while, and finally she frowned deeply, gritted her teeth, moved closer, and poked Edgar with her magic wand.
The other party was motionless and had no breath. Even the healing magic was useless. His body temperature was cold. It would be impossible to save him even if he was sent to the resurrection house.
"Dead as hell."
The corners of her mouth twitched.
Why did the situation turn out like this? A lot of questions collided in Tulsi's mind, but there was no answer for a long time, because according to rational judgment, this kind of scene should not have happened at all.
Fortunately, Edgar has helped them decipher Unka's most important research materials, and they can take their time with the rest.
Unfortunately, Edgar could have been used in many other ways, and it would have been a waste of his talent if he had died right away.
"call"
Tulsi exhaled a breath, looked at the corpses lying in front of her, and finally set her sights on Edgar.
After staring for a while, her expression changed.
"This is what happened, Your Majesty. Unka's legacy was cracked, but the cracker died in an accident."
In the palace, the minister finished reporting the source of the matter and then stopped talking, leaving Bontowu time to think on his own.
"Really? That's a pity."
Bangtow's fingers tapped slowly on the armrests of the throne, his eyes deep as he said:
"I didn't expect the demons to have such a use. Why didn't Yunka disclose it? If this information were made public, the alchemists of the School of Life would definitely go crazy."
"Yeah, I never expected that," the minister echoed with emotion, "I never thought that the demons could be used as the best glue for life fusion."
The legacy deciphered by Edgar indicated the role of the demons - adhesive.
Life fusion is a category of magic, generally an area that alchemists excel in. To put it simply, it is to fuse different creatures together to create a variety of new creatures.
Classic monsters such as Chimera and Abomination are all products of the fusion of life. Chimera has formed a stable and reproducible population, which can be regarded as the most perfect masterpiece in this field.
But other products are different. Monsters after fusion often have abnormal problems such as rejection, which eventually lead to various deaths. Even if the new monsters born after fusion can survive for a period of time and show certain specialties, they can basically only survive for a short time.
Later life fusion learners have not been able to reproduce the miracles of the Chimera people.
Scholars have proposed many possible reasons for the failure. In the end, a question that cannot be ignored emerges before people:
Fusion monsters lack a stable center.
Just like building a house is not simply stacking bricks, but requires something like cement to stick them together, what the fused monsters lack is something like cement.
Scholars have searched for many magical materials to try to fill this gap, but in the end they have not been successful.
Until now, people have basically given up the search, and the use of the magic of life fusion has gradually changed from exploring new species to temporarily creating combat power in battle, and its positioning has gradually become almost the same as summoning magic and undead magic.
This was already a tepid magical field, and who would have thought that Yunka's legacy would bring new surprises.
[Each individual demon is different. They are born with strong plasticity. Plasticity is weakest in old age. When they are just born, their bodies have not yet shown any characteristics, and their plasticity is the strongest. Putting them into life fusion at this moment can greatly extend the lifespan of the fused demon, and the stabilization effect is beyond imagination.]
This is the original words in Yunka's notes. It seems that he must have done a lot of experiments to come to this conclusion.
Another truth revealed in the notes is that the monsters that were wandering around the imperial capital, Black Stone City, and other cities were actually released by him accidentally, but this matter is no longer important.
The demon fetus has a miraculous effect on life fusion.
If this news leaks out, everyone who is interested in life fusion will probably take action immediately and restart research in this field.
"Your Majesty, perhaps we could make this information public," the minister said. "If so, upon hearing the news, the magicians would surely capture a large number of demons, and the safety of the continent would be guaranteed!"
"The best fusion effect is in the fetus."
Bangtuowu said without changing his expression:
"Those magicians won't kill the demons they capture. They will definitely cultivate demon fetuses for experiments. If a leak occurs, what do you think the consequences will be?"
He never trusted the reliability of magicians.
When dealing with any experiment conducted by a magician, you must first consider the premise that the other party will definitely fail, so as to protect yourself.
The minister lowered his head, it was indeed his own fault for not thinking things through.
"Don't spread this news for now. It may be of special use in the future. As for Edgar, bury him with the standards of a court magician as a token of gratitude for his contributions."
He always calculated rewards and punishments separately. Everything had been dealt with and Bontowu was about to leave.
But at this moment, footsteps were heard from outside, accompanied by the guards' announcement.
Tulsi comes suddenly.
"Your Majesty, there is new information that may require your review. It was just discovered."
She took out a thin piece of paper, but her expression was serious.
Bontowu sensed the change in atmosphere and took the paper.
After scanning the text above.
His eyes, which had previously shown no expression, suddenly widened.
What is recorded here is the notes of Unka that Edgar finally deciphered.
Different individuals in the demon race have their strengths and weaknesses. The teacher said that if we could obtain a fetus with the blood of the demon king, we might be able to recreate the miracle of the Chimera. He said that he once had two fetuses with the blood of the demon king, but unfortunately they were not used for life fusion.
I asked him what he did with the two fetuses, and the answer was as I expected.
[As expected, it's those two experiments that transformed Dungeons & Dragons monsters into humans.]
After the teacher passed away, I inherited his work and lived here, observing the progress of these two experiments. The results show that the results are better than expected. Barring a few minor issues, this country has been operating normally to this day. The offspring of dungeon monsters created using the improved experimental method are more stable than the offspring of dragons and are completely human. The teacher is truly a genius, an unparalleled genius. I dream of conducting such an experiment myself.
[Hypothetically, if I could gain a very strong power, strong enough to ignore the miasma of the Western Continent, I could capture more descendants of the Demon King for experiments. But what level of strength would be necessary to ensure safety?]
[.For example, becoming a god?]
[The teacher seems to have left some relevant research materials, but it is only at the conceptual stage.]
[This time, let me perfect this experiment]
The content of the notes ends here, and people have already witnessed the results of the experiment.
Yuenka can be considered a genius. He was able to carry out that strange experiment and was close to success.
But all this was not what Bangto Wuyao was concerned about. His pupils were trembling, and all he could think about was one thing:
When Yuenka's teacher transformed the dragon into a human, he also added demons as a glue, which means...
He suddenly covered his heart and muttered to himself:
"Could there be demons in our blood?"
At this point, what exactly are the people of the Warrior Kingdom?!
If there were only dragons in their bloodline, people could still enlighten themselves, which would not be a big deal.
But the demons definitely can’t do that, the meaning is completely different!
Bontau's faith is being tested
Tulsi used a tranquilizer on Bontowu.
Bontowu returned to normal.
"No, this matter must not be made public and must not be leaked!"
He smashed the armrests of the throne and gasped:
"Even if I die, I won't let people know!"
Once the news that he might still have demonic blood in his body spreads, it will have an unpredictable impact on people's spirits, which he dare not even imagine.
He turned his gaze to Tulsi, who nodded and said:
"We will keep this secret. We swear on the name of the magician. This matter is too bizarre. Such a thing has never happened in history."
What exactly did Yunka's teacher want to do? If we talk about the scale of the experiment, he would have a direct impact on the entire Warrior Country and would be able to leave his name in history.
Unable to figure it out, Tulsi decided to return to the association and dig deep to find out more information about this person.
Bontowu sat back on the throne, but now he didn't look as calm anymore.
He really wanted to erase the memory of what happened just now, so that he could still immerse himself in the joy of the successful battle festival without worrying about these outrageous things.
"For now, rest assured, Your Majesty. The demon detection magic has no effect on any of the citizens. Although the demons may have acted as a glue, it does not affect your bloodline. The citizens have no connection with the demons. Next, I will conduct a thorough blood test on the citizens and strive to provide results as soon as possible."
Faced with the professor's comfort, the king forced a smile.
"I'll leave this matter up to you, Professor."
"Um."
Tulsi nodded and said, "Oh, there's one more thing."
Facing Bontowu's gaze, she said seriously:
"Please issue an arrest warrant for Edgar and treat him as a wanted criminal of the highest order."
Wanted Edgar? Isn't he already dead?
"There's definitely something fishy going on. It's impossible for someone like him to die so easily at the hands of the demons. Furthermore, I had a slave contract with him. Although my contract became invalid after his death, I didn't even feel his death. This doesn't fit the contract's validity."
She made a very reasonable inference:
"He might have faked his own death and escaped. We must bring him back."
A very reasonable guess.
Assuming Edgar wanted to escape, although it seemed abnormal to die at the hands of the demons, the atmosphere of enjoyment throughout the country after the battle festival was perfect for escape. Moreover, he also dropped such a heavyweight bomb as the Unka Notes, which would surely cause the Warrior Kingdom to fall into chaos for a short period of time, so that people would have no time to care about him. By the time the chaos subsided, he would have already escaped.
This was Tulsi's inference based on her understanding of that guy, and perhaps it was exactly what Edgar was thinking.
"Okay, I understand."
Bangtowu's face darkened, and his tone sounded murderous.
Soon after, a wanted poster for Edgar was posted and quickly spread across the country.
The country of warriors, the imperial capital.
"Such a high bounty, it's really scary. What kind of evil thing did this guy do?"
"If I could catch him, I'd never have to worry about food and drink for the rest of my life."
People gathered in front of the bulletin board and were discussing the wanted poster. At this time, guards were chasing a few ragged people, and the scene was noisy.
Those are the guards arresting refugees from Skameron again.
Local residents are already accustomed to this kind of scene and have even started betting on which side will have the last laugh.
After a while, a refugee hurriedly poked his head out of the alley. Seeing that he had finally gotten rid of the guards, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Damn it! Isn't it said that everyone in this country knows about the Mad Fire? Why did those unruly people call the guards when I told them I believed in the Mad Fire when I went there to preach?"
This person is a very classic Scameron. What makes him classic is that he can flexibly change or even create his own beliefs for the sake of profit.
When these people are often too eager to achieve success and don't have a deep understanding of things, they often end up making things worse.
Just like this guy who said he believed in Crazy Fire, although he heard that Crazy Fire was well known in the Warrior Country.
But it seems that they have not investigated the reasons why the epilepsy is well known to everyone, and they just come out to cheat people under the guise of epilepsy.
"That must have been a mistake. Maybe I just happened to run into someone who hates the Mad Fire Faith. Damn it! I haven't eaten in four days. I must be able to cheat this time. No, my missionary work is a success!"
The refugee was walking in the alley when he suddenly saw someone in front of him.
His eyes lit up because the person squatting in the alley with his back to him was an old man.
Old man, you are the easiest group of people to deceive!
"Hello, lost lamb! I have received a whisper from the gods and have come here to guide you in your life."
The refugee straightened his clothes and walked up, speaking in a chanting tone.
You know what, his tone of voice is quite decent, just like a devout believer, and his business skills are quite strong.
However, the old man he spoke to remained unmoved.
The refugee frowned and continued:
"The Mad Fire God I believe in has brought you a revelation. Can't you hear it?"
This time the old man finally reacted.
"You just said, what do you believe in?"
The old man—Dorian turned his head and stared at the refugees, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
In front of him was the bloody corpse of a large animal.
(End of this chapter)
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