"How long have you been hugged?" Don Quixote was so anxious that he asked Singid to do anything. After all, he is an old friend. It's hard to have time to come and communicate with him. "It looks like he looks very beautiful.
Not bad.”
"It's been a while," he heard Don Quixote's praise, and he still narcissistically gestured a few simple moves learned from the guardian knight here. "It's been a few months, I feel it's true.
Yes, everything is the same as we calculated. After sacrificing our strength, we are no longer afraid of the sun, and our skin will not be as white as the pure blood clan, but we are still bloodthirsty. This is seal carving in the basic structure.
The deepest inheritance in the body (DNA) cannot be changed.”
"However, it's not completely powerless," Nikola, who was still studying the immortality project, raised his head. It was obvious that although the blood clan has a long lifespan, he would die of old age. Moreover, the high-level blood clan is still high.
Can live for a long time, but the low-level blood clan does not have a long lifespan. The problem is that although there is enough human blood, these guys have modified the blood clan's DNA, which means that their power will never be improved.
If it is too high, the lifespan will not be too long. Of course, it will still be much longer than that of humans. This is like the elves, which is an innate racial advantage.
"Since we first embraced, we have drunk the limit of blood every day. Is the strength still part of the growth, but because of the changes in the basic structure, the absorption rate of blood and basic elements is very low. However, we have
Since my daughter is the first generation of mixed-race blood, their strength and growth are very high. Just like Victoria can instinctively use fragmented spaces like space rings, my daughter Amy seems to be inheriting the escape from atomizing her blood.
Secret technique, but no matter what, our life span has been extended by at least a few hundred years, even longer than most mages. It is already very satisfying. In hundreds of years, I think we will be able to research the real meaning.
The way of immortality.”
Science is always the primary productive force. Don Quixote's mind flashed through this sentence. It is obvious that if he wanted to cooperate with this magical blood clan mutant DNA, he could make the whole world suffer.
All the people of Lun have a long and long life. Of course, he would not have done so. People in the whole world have become blood clans, and there are not enough blood to drink in many cloned bodies. Just like one he saw in his previous life.
The same is true in the movie "Bloodthirsty Dawn" that after people in the whole world become vampires, they will not have enough blood to drink.
"I'll come here this time." Don Quixote said, putting the box in his hand on the laboratory bench. He opened the box again, revealing the tube of fresh blood from his aunt inside, "I hope you can give it to me."
Copy a group of night elves, a pure blood night elves, and a hundred half-blooded night elves, all of which are female. Their appearance is greatly adjusted and they cannot be similar to their original body. As for age, half-blooded ones are at the age of twenty
When they were forty, the age of the pure blood was adjusted to seventeen.”
"The Goddess of Life is here." What Don Quixote did not expect was that these mixed-blooded blood tribes jumped to the box, looking salivating, "This fragrant smell, this pure color...
.”
"Bang!" Don Quixote put the box on again, obviously because he was afraid that these guys would not be able to control it. "You bastards, I almost forgot. Fortunately, I left without leaving blood, otherwise,
Maybe you guys will just drink it!"
"Ha, what, how is that possible~" Xinjid wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and also controlled his fangs to take it back, "Just just sigh, to be honest, this is the best I have ever seen in my life
There is blood, but with the blueprint, we still want to copy as much as we want, and we are still afraid that we will not drink this blood."
"Come on," Andyson's eyes remained lingering in front of the box. Of course, even if Don Quixote didn't put the box on, they wouldn't dare to drink it. They were not purebred blood races and their desire for blood
It will not affect their rationality. Everyone knows that if you really drink this precious blood, Don Quixote will definitely make him die ugly. After all, the three of them are not as good as Singid, and Don Quixo
The relationship between Des is not that good.
"This looks like the blood of the higher-level superiors. The blood of the lowest-level night elves cloned without the power to bless them will definitely not have such a powerful life force. However, Lord Don Quixote, if you had already gotten the dark night, you
I don’t think we will turn ourselves into a blood clan. Compared to creatures in another world, elves are more gentle."
"Idiot," Xinjid gave Andyson a blank look, "The blood clan has the first embrace that allows us to complete the entire body transformation without changing our bodies. Even if we copy the pure blood night elves, what's the use? After all, even if it's
Now, we have no way to solve how the blood of the blood clan completes this complicated process. The goddess of life is here, and I feel that it has exceeded the limit that humans can calculate!"
"That's right," Andyson laughed a few times, "I forgot when I was excited, but this time with the blueprint, we can consider creating a mixed blood of the blood clan and the night elves in the future. I don't know what new ones will be
change...."
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Perhaps it was because these guys became blood clans. Although Don Quixote trusted their character, he did not trust the instinct of the blood clan. So this time, he did not become the manager of the hand, left the order and left, but
I lived here temporarily, but Xinjide and others were still very efficient. In just a few days, with the help of artificial people, more than one hundred dark elves that grew from embryos were already
Been soaked in a nutrition jar.
Obviously, these artificial night elves Don Quixote are intended to be used for a long time, so they are given a development process. The night elves created in this way will not have any defects. Although the growth cycle is longer, it is in line with it.
Don Quixote's intentions are not easy to collect night elves all over the world. Doing it too fast will arouse the suspicion of his cheap aunt.
Standing in front of this long row of jars, Don Quixote suddenly developed a kind of super villain doctor in the Earth science fiction movie. His cheap aunt must not know, just a few days later,
She has more than a hundred direct descendants, one DNA inherited completely from her pure blood night elves, one hundred and half of which have her bloodlines. The other half is a night elves from Don Quixote's human bloodline.
Of course, Don Quixote only treats them as his tools, not his children, because he has never devoted his feelings to them. Although it sounds cruel, it is both the real world and hidden behind the shady curtain.
, always the cruelest one, nodded with satisfaction. With a wave of space, Don Quixote disappeared here...
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Since the school started, the school has implemented a fully closed management system. Because these students do not even have the most basic abilities, it does not involve the magic academy where teachers lead them out to practice.
Things, Don Quixote even fantasized that if he was still young and frivolous, he would even sneak into the student to experience the feeling of the Magic Knight Academy. Unfortunately, he is now at his physical age.
I am in my thirties. I am already in my forties and have long passed the age of being competitive, so I naturally would not have any interest in these things.
After visiting the academy, Don Quixote, who had no special discovery, finally chose to return to his principal's office. For him, although most of the things were left to Carlo,
Principal. When he has time, he will still choose to take it in the academy as much as possible. And he plans to take a break in the past few days and then look for a volcano to build a talent transformation base. Of course, he already knows that it is very likely to be in the future.
Don Quixote, who has a doomsday, must be very urgency. It is important and necessary to be able to improve the strength of the people around you as much as possible!
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At four o'clock, Don Quixote, who was sitting in the principal's office, looked up at the clock on the wall. In another hour, he could get off work. He walked to the window and looked at the outdoor class below.
The Preparatory Knights plan to pass the rest of the time by appreciating the performances of these teenagers who have been complaining. Of course, what is more important is that the following teaching students is his wife, Kyle.
In fact, Don Quixote is no longer afraid of the sneak attack of "Lantes", because he has used the magical arts from Osilis on his most important people, and his power will not be very strong.
But it's enough to last until he appears. After all, the current "Lantes" would definitely not dare to let the Buddha use the power of crossing the line. It is really a very dangerous thing to play with the true god.
"Dang~dang~"
"Come in," Don Quixote turned around after hearing a knock on the door. With the sound of the door bolt turning, a man in a cloak walked into the principal's office, which made Don Quixote a little.
Surprisingly, because this academy is completely closed, especially after students move in, it is like a prison. Most people cannot come in without touching the alert spell. Of course, this person does not
It would be an ordinary person. Thinking of this Don Quixote, he held his hands behind his back, "Who are you?"
"Bang!"
After closing the door, the person standing at the door lifted up his cloak, revealing a woman who had an impression of Don Quixote, but would never think that she would have the chance to see him again, Joan of Arc, the Temple of the Sun!
After smiling at Don Quixote, Joan of Arc waved his hand gently. A barrier exclusive to the Sun God technique wrapped the entire room, silently but without any leakage. However, it was the power of the Sun God, and it was far away.
Apollo, who was teaching group classes to a large group of students, was teaching magic theory. Ding suddenly paused, and his eyes instinctively looked in that direction, and a smile appeared inexplicably on the corner of his mouth, "
Did it finally appear? My dear child..."
Looking at the glorious barrier that made him extremely familiar, Don Quixote even felt like he was going back in time, but soon he woke up from his memories and focused his attention on the visitor, the saint of the Temple of the Sun.
Body.
"Long time no see, Lord Don Quixote!"
Don Quixote narrowed his eyes slightly, and his whole body instinctively entered a state of alert. Obviously, for some reason, his identity seemed to have been discovered, "I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about.
, I think you must have recognized the wrong person.”
"Haha," Joan of Arc was prepared for Don Quixote's vigilance. She chuckled a few times and walked to Don Quixote, opposite the principal's desk, and sat down casually.
"Before you, I went to meet Esther, a temple traitor who was eleven years ago. In a sense, I was the same as her in the past. I think you should understand what I mean."
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