Sarode gently knocked on the door of the Marquis's laboratory with awe. Butler Goode disappeared into the shadow cast by the wall after bringing him here. This was the second time he came to his father's laboratory, the first time.
When he arrived, he was just an intermediate magic apprentice. At that time, he was deeply attracted by the complex and mysterious magic lines in the laboratory and the alchemy equipment that moved with mysterious rhythms. From then on, he vowed to become a powerful magician like his father.
"Come in." The tired voice of the Marquis came from the door. Sarold slowly opened the door and saw the Marquis with his back to him, busy on the alchemy test bench, with some negative spells drawn on the papers scattered on the ground.
The structural units, those units were so complex that Sarode became dizzy just by looking at them.
"Father is studying legendary spells!? He has just advanced to the level of archmage and is starting to prepare for the legendary road..." Sarold has become accustomed to his father's desperate efforts. "Maybe the family will give birth to a third legendary spell caster.
Otherwise, we must send someone to reset the jaws of those immortals in the family council." He thought proudly.
"You are a necromancer. This is not a faction I am good at. It cost me a lot to ask Baroque to teach you for a week. What did you learn?" the Marquis asked casually. After speaking, he rubbed his eyebrows to ease his thinking.
fatigue.
"We will never leave any trouble to the enemy!" Sarode said firmly.
"I'm talking about magical knowledge, not the Baroque creed of life." The Marquis's low tone could not tell his emotions at the moment.
"I think some wisdom is more important than knowledge." Although Sarode respects and fears his father, he is also quite stubborn in character.
The Marquis stopped working, turned to look at his second son, and frowned: "You call this wisdom? Who is your enemy, Heras?"
After a moment of silence, Sarold breathed out slowly: "I am not as talented as Heras..."
"I'm not as good as Yara, but jealousy won't make you stronger." The Marquis mocked him.
"Herath's arrogant humiliation keeps tormenting me! Even if he becomes an idiot, I want to kill him. As long as he is still moving, I feel uncomfortable!" Although Sarode suppressed his emotions, he clenched his hands.
It still showed his excitement at this time.
"Yala also humiliated me. Fortunately, I didn't become like you. I even have to thank Yala, otherwise I wouldn't have achieved what I have today with my talent." The Marquis said calmly.
Sarode was stunned. He slowly loosened his clenched fists and recalled the words of the Marquis. Now he understood why his father was so desperate.
"Pretentiousness is for young people..." Before the Marquis could finish speaking, a huge heartbeat blocked his words. His pupils immediately contracted, and the ancient will contained in this heartbeat made him
They all felt frightened.
Sarode was awakened from his recollection by this heartbeat: "What is this...?"
The Marquis couldn't hear what he said, because the second heartbeat came immediately, and the alchemy equipment in the laboratory was shaken and rattled.
"God's pulse!" An incredible thought arose in the Marquis's heart.
Immediately after the third heartbeat came, the entire laboratory was shaking, and the magic materials, potions, and papers on the alchemy table were flying everywhere.
The Marquis turned and looked at the source of the earthquake: "That direction is Heras's room. He has the blood of the Bloody King..."
Before he could think about it carefully, the Marquis disappeared in the magic laboratory in a blink of an eye.
Then his figure appeared in front of the shattered floor-to-ceiling window of Heras's bedroom. The Marquis took a few steps back before he could stand firm. He could no longer move forward. A bloody torrent of dazzling light swirled in front of him, and bursts of heartbeats rushed from inside.
The sky seems to be roaring angrily at the dreamlike miraculous moon in the sky.
In the darkness, Heras groped blindly. His hands could still touch his own body, he could feel his broken bones, and he could feel the heartbeats coming from his body, although there was no heartbeat at first.
The three heartbeats were so shocking, but they produced a unique rhythm that pushed away everything around him.
Then he stretched his hand to his head and found that it was empty. What his fingers touched was a cold metal texture, and it was extremely attractive. It took a lot of effort for him to move his fingers away from the metal.
"This is a tri-titanium silicide high-energy alloy compressed and made using a black hole imitation process. It is the framework material of his quantum brain!" Heras had a bad premonition. He groped for a certain part of the quantum brain and pressed it with his finger.
Then a camera hole opened, and Heras finally saw his terrifying image!
A broken body lay on the floor, surrounded by rapidly flowing blood-colored light. Some extremely complex runes flashed in the light. These runes were slowly forming a godhead unit, but there were no signs of regular operation.
.Floating and scattering around the body
There was blood mist and broken bones, and only half of the lower jaw was left on the neck. There was a metal brain on the upper left side of the cervical spine. The smooth shell reflected the surrounding red light, and there were as many star-like signal lights flashing on the shell.
, at this moment, Heras's hands were curiously touching the signal lights.
This picture, which was more terrifying than the monsters in the nightmare plane, was transmitted to Heras' mind through the camera. His hand touching the iron head stiffened instantly. Is this the wreckage that can give countless people nightmares for a lifetime? Is he himself?
Then he saw his own remains slowly squirming, and the floating body fragments quickly decomposed and merged into the broken body. Clusters of flesh sprouts protruded from the jagged sections of his neck, spreading crazily like tentacles, touching his quantum brain.
He squeezed his hand away, also covering the quantum brain's camera.
His vision fell into darkness again, and then a cold prompt came from the quantum brain, "Unknown energy is repairing the body."
Heras had just been shocked by the nightmare image, and now he was in a huge shock. Fortunately, his brain nerves were made of advanced bionic materials, otherwise they would have died under the repeated shocks.
"Resurrection body! This is the most powerful ability of the Amfarian Blood God!" Herath exclaimed. However, the sound produced by his incompletely recovered vocal cords was like the wail of a nightmare monster.
The legendary resurrection spell given by God can only take effect when the body of the creature is relatively complete, and the spell must be actively cast. As long as the soul of the resurrected body is not annihilated and the power is not exhausted, it can recover quickly even if it is blown into blood mist! No casting is required.
Time, it can be triggered upon death.
Herath's impression is that no one in the Salamus family has activated this ability in two thousand years. After the death of the Bloody King, only Haman, the great warlord of the Frost Troll Empire, among his bloodline inheritors has activated it.
As a legendary troll berserker, Haman is a nightmare for all opponents on the battlefield because he possesses a resurrection body. He can be violent without any limit without dying.
This also resulted in Haman's arrogant and impulsive character. He fell into the traps set by many legendary strong men. After consuming his life force, he was burned to ashes and died forever. After his death, the Frost Troll Empire was almost destroyed immediately.
Soon, new body tissues were formed covering the whole body, and bones, muscles, nerves and blood vessels were rapidly growing. As the eyeballs recovered, Heras's vision immediately recovered. He even saw the eyelids that had just grown in front of him.
Covering the eyeballs. He was extremely amazed in his heart. In his original world, human body reconstruction technology had not yet left the cloning room. The most advanced biotechnology in the Federation could not match this one-ten thousandth miracle!
"I'm just a first-level blood knight now, but I actually activated this ability. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse..." Heras had mixed feelings. There are so many people who covet this kind of ability. Who knows what will happen?
He won't be kidnapped by someone as a guinea pig.
Then he shook his head and eliminated this thought from his brain - it was a real brain. "Half of my biological brain has recovered! No, not half, but all of it!" Heras suddenly had a real sense of existence.
In the first few days when he only relied on his quantum brain to exist, he had been controlling himself not to think about issues about his own existence. In fact, there had always been an inexplicable fear in his heart: fear about whether he was a program or a human being.
His quantum brain began to copy necessary information into the biological brain, and the powerful ability of the resurrected body could even solve the problem of insufficient brain space. An unknown number of layers of cerebral cortex were folded in the braincase half occupied by the quantum brain——
Since there is not enough space, try to reduce blood vessels and increase neurons, and use divine blood cells instead of red blood cells to provide brain nutrition.
The feeling of being reincarnated made him extremely happy, and then he realized another question: "Can I meditate?"
The recovery of the brain meant that it could emit brain waves. Heras immediately recalled the "Elibas Efficient Meditation Method" in his mind and began to try meditation.
Soon Heras's spirit entered the meditation space, a lifeless gray world, but there were some dim light like white cyclones sparsely filling it.
"This is the characteristic of the meditation space of a fourth-level mid-level mage..." Judging from the vastness of the meditation space, his mental power is still among the best among fourth-level mage. Recalling "Ilibas Efficient Meditation Method"
"The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously. "Poor Master Heras, he was so ecstatic that he couldn't keep calm at the moment he became an intermediate mage, and half of his head was blown off by the promotion magic circle that lost coordination.
."
"Smartness is only part of talent," Heras concluded.
Although the recovery of the biological brain made him very happy, he still set the quantum brain as the center of the body. This had huge benefits, perhaps not just immunity to soul shock.
The spell configuration engraved in the soul will always follow the rules of the configuration itself in the meditation space. When casting a spell, it can be activated directly with mental power without constructing it. However, there is no spell configuration in Herath's meditation space.
"The power of blood has disintegrated all the spell configurations engraved in the soul..." He thought anxiously... Now is the time to prove the ability of the quantum brain. If the quantum brain is formed
The spell configuration cannot be reflected in the meditation space, and the magic door has been closed to him - he will always be a fourth-level mage who cannot cast spells instantly.
Looking through the fourth-level magic that Heras had analyzed in his memory, he selected a mid-level mage's signature spell: flying.
Intermediate mage is a difficult hurdle for mage promotion. Unlike the individual configurations of spells below level three, spells above level four are linked by multiple configuration units. Not only must the dynamic rules of each spell unit be maintained, but also
Let the movement of all spell units be coordinated. The difficulty is not at the same level as third-level spells.
Flying has 5 configuration units, 2 of which can be compared with first-level spells, and 3 units can be compared with second-level spells. Moreover, the links between units are also very complicated. This is the most difficult fourth-level spell.
First, some mid-level mages can't fly until they reach level five. Although the mental power to activate the spell reaches the standard, they can't construct it.
But this is no problem for the quantum brain, it is just an idea, and the complete dynamic configuration of flight appears in Heras' mechanical brain.
"Establish a permanent independent mission: synchronized transmission of spell configurations." He was so nervous that he gave the order to the quantum brain.
The biological brain and the quantum brain began to share model data simultaneously, and the configuration of the flying technique was immediately mapped into his meditation space.
Only now did Heras truly let go of the heavy stone in his heart, which meant that his magical path was far from the end.
He is different from other blood people. Without the assistance of quantum brain, no one can instantly form magic of the same level. It takes some time for the power of blood to disintegrate the spell configuration in the soul. If he can form a spell instantly, he can use inscription
Until this time difference is eliminated to advance!
Heras was in such a happy mood that he used his mental power to activate the flight technique reflected in the meditation space. At the moment of activation, he felt some slight changes in the surrounding laws, and then his body became light and his whole body began to rise gradually.
At this time, the frantic bloody red light began to gradually dim, and the escaping divinity of the Bloody King had dissipated. The Marquis and the members of the Riolan family who came after him happened to see this scene.