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Chapter 473: Cultivation, Tempering, Crazy Bomb (4k)

I don't know when, a dose of precious cologne serum suddenly appeared in Dr. Wesker's hand. It shone with a faint blue light in a transparent test tube, and was then injected into the body of the shriveled baby, seeming to reawaken the other person's body.

vitality.

But the blood that passes through the precise blood transfusion equipment and continues to flow through the catheter to the veins of the "former assistant", or the "experimental subject", reveals the fact that he is only being "used as waste" and serves as a filter.

, the effect of purifying the toxicity of dragon blood.

In Dr. Wesker's other hand, he held a syringe, which was filled with his own blood. He expressionlessly inserted the needle into the heart of the experimental subject, slowly injected his own blood into it, and interacted with the experimental subject.

The heart merges into one.

Then, he used a sharp scalpel and skillfully made several small holes in the subject's spine. Each hole accurately corresponded to a key nerve node.

With a low mechanical start-up sound, the nutrient delivery tube was connected accurately. The experimental subject was slowly sunk into the giant culture chamber deep underground. There was a layer of light cyan fetal dragon serum spread there, and slightly placed

The golden light seems to contain endless power of life.

The automatic robotic arm began to work, pouring a large number of embryos that were originally cultured here into the serum culture solution. A complex and mysterious alchemical matrix began to operate, which decomposed and restored the embryos. The thick red blood slowly flowed in the suspension, intersecting.

A complex tree-like pattern appears vertically.

The epidermis and muscles of the experimental subject began to be decomposed, but it was not destroyed, but reorganized. Under the influence of the alchemical matrix, the experimental subject rapidly proliferated and grew. Membranous flesh and blood, and filamentous blood vessels spread everywhere, and they were constructed in the experimental subject's body.

A new framework for life.

The small holes on the spine that were cut by the scalpel began to ooze light golden liquid. Where it passed through, a complex nerve network was formed around the spine, like golden rivers flowing under the skin, gradually becoming

Tougher and stronger.

His chest also began to gradually swell, and his ribs turned outwards. The originally flat chest slowly inflated like a blown up balloon. As the chest expanded, a dark green heart gradually took shape, and every beat was full of energy.

gained strength.

The originally slender arms and legs quickly became thick and powerful. The muscles and tendons bulged under the skin, forming tough lines; a huge molten gold skeleton protruded from them, forming a strong and huge frame.

.

Pale bone spurs pierced his hard skin, most of his body was covered with scales, and thorn-like teeth spit out a forked tongue. The sides of his spine began to bulge slightly, like underground roots looking for nutrients, gradually extending

Two powerful dragon wings emerge.

This is the supreme miracle of the evolution from human to dragon. Every cell division and every tissue reorganization are far beyond ordinary people's imagination, allowing the experimental subject to continuously evolve from the original human form to gradually grow into the form of a giant dragon.

Finally, at an unknown moment, the experimental subject's eyes suddenly opened, with gorgeous golden color rippling in the pupils, and the body integrated the entire alchemical matrix into the body, and gradually stood up, taking every step firmly and powerfully.

The reason why the dragons controlled by the Templar Knights are easier to tame is because these dragons were originally companions or subordinates of the knights. Their spiritual will cannot be compared with the naturally born dragons, and they are bound by a blood contract.

"Without the blood purification of the 'Holy Grail', it is becoming more and more difficult to cultivate qualified dragon taming... After such a long time of resource preparation, we had to fuse it in advance, and only a semi-finished product was obtained, and other research was almost

Destroyed in one fell swoop.”

Watching the dragon's body slowly forming through the observation hole, Doctor Wesker sighed to himself, and reached out his hand to caress his face, condensing on its own to form a simple silver mask, matching the newborn dragon's body.

The class created a spiritual resonance.

Red-gold flames flowed in his eyes, and he whispered in the language of dragons, summoning the ancient contract contained in the Book of Revelation: "When I saw the Lamb opening the first of the seven seals, I heard

One of the four living creatures said with a voice like thunder: ‘Come!’ and I watched…”



At the same time, looking at Fingel who was gasping for air after releasing the spirit spirit, Zhao Qing was also thinking about the experiment of transforming the human body. When he raised his head slightly, he met the other person's eyes with great admiration.

"Boss, are you so strong? You hide it too much!"

Fingel put on two big swords, updated the weapons and equipment, and sat down on a knight's attendant who fell to the ground unconscious. There was a bit of surprise in his tone: "It seems that the safety of this operation will be guaranteed."

It’s almost safe.”

"You still have to rely on yourself. Only your own strength is the guarantee for survival in a melee."

Zhao Qing nodded and smiled slightly: "Yan Ling? Bronze Throne, although it can strengthen the body to the level of a dragon in a short time, it will bring huge pressure to the bones, so it must be controlled accurately, and the duration is also quite long.

It is limited, otherwise there is a risk of bone cracks or even fractures..."

"That's right." Fingel moved his joints, making a crunching sound, and swallowed a few calcium tablets to quickly repair the bones worn out by the battle: "But this is not what we are talking about now.

Time is more important than clearing out the remaining enemies first!"

"So, do you want to improve the strength of your bones first?" Zhao Qing shook his head gently, with a hint of depth in his smile: "After several rounds of tempering, you can at least reach the level of high-quality regenerated metal, both in terms of strength and toughness.

They will all achieve a qualitative leap."

"Are you kidding? It's enough to temporarily strengthen the external muscles. How can something like bones, which are mainly made of minerals, be quickly improved to the level of a pure blood dragon?"

Fingel was stunned. Being powerful does not mean that he can lead others to improve as well. However, he thought of the opponent's record of easily defeating Henkel, and suspected that he could use multiple powerful speech spirits at will. He hesitated for a moment, and said in a firm voice: "

If it can really be done, I will naturally give it a try."

Zhao Qing smiled softly, her fingertips began to twist, and crystal rays of light spilled out from her fingertips. They surrounded Fingel's body, like agile swimming dragons, and the shuttle weave turned into a thread.

Zhang Xuan'ao's Optical Network.

Fingel closed his eyes tightly, and the first thing he felt was a warm current flowing through his body, which was a feeling of comfort and ease that he had never experienced before.

Then, what followed was unspeakable pain. It was an itch coming from deep in the bone marrow, as if countless ants were gnawing at one's bones, and as if one was caught in a storm.

.

Sometimes his body was surrounded by blazing flames, and sometimes he was attacked by the icy cold wind. In this extreme experience, he heard his bones making a slight cracking sound, and then being re-glued by a magical force, as if

There is an unprecedented power quietly growing in the body.

"Ah -" Fingel roared up to the sky, his voice full of release and excitement.

He felt as if he had turned into a piece of iron that had been tempered in a blast furnace. It was burned red and shiny, but it was not burned. On the contrary, his body became tougher and purer under the baptism of flames, as if he could pass through it.

The skin sees the bones and muscles inside.

This process lasted for a long time, until Zhao Qing flicked his fingers, and the light gradually disappeared, and Fingel stood up again as if he had been reborn. He felt that the power in his body was rolling, and he could burst the dam at any time like a flood.

surged out.

"Let's give it a try." Zhao Qing said with a smile, feeling quite satisfied with Fingel's improvement in strength and his previous fighting skills in defeating the group of attendants.

In terms of pure physique and strength, Fingel should be the strongest among the hybrids she has seen so far. He is much stronger than Anger and Yuan Zhisheng. It is not known whether he got it from the Greenland ice incident.

Received benefits such as dragon blood baptism.

Under normal conditions, the strength can reach several tons. When the word spirit blessing is released, it can reach the level of dozens of tons, causing an absolute crushing of the knights and attendants.

Compared with the glass cannons of most combat-type high-level hybrids, the Bronze Throne is both offensive and defensive, and has no major weaknesses. As long as it makes up for the shortcomings in its bones, it will be almost like a humanoid dragon. It can

Adapt to all aspects of combat needs.

The strengthening method she applied to Fingel this time was naturally not the genetic modification she had just seen, but the practice system of the Sword Dynasty world, injecting part of the "natal vitality" deep into the opponent's bones, making him initially stronger.

It was refined into a part of the "vital object" and sublimated into a stronger material.

Compared with actually refining a natal sword, the amount consumed this time is not large, less than one percent of the former, but it can increase Fingel's comprehensive combat power several times, and win over a rare person.

Being an elite is undoubtedly a huge profit.

"I heard that after a certain incident, you wasted your training for a long time because you were sad about the death of your companions." Zhao Qing encouraged: "But if you look at the so-called 'Prince', the resurrected ancient dragon, and the original eagerness for quick success and instant gain.

If the school board wants to take revenge, it must cheer up..."

"In the email I sent to Angers, you should have read the exercises for practice! Only with the perseverance and determination of a 'superman' can you discover your own potential power and compete with countless people.

Crazy about the throne, and the new era that will eventually turn everything upside down, protect everything you have."

"Understood... I have passed the test!" Fingel nodded. Sure enough, as the "Flaming Dragon Slayer", he would shine like gold wherever he goes?

He thrust his swords diagonally on the ground, clenched his fists, and felt that his bones had completely transformed. He no longer needed heavy armor-piercing shells to clear the way, but directly punched out, only to hear a loud "boom".

There was a loud sound, and the ground collapsed under his fist, creating a huge hole.

Through this big hole, you can just see a few unarmed, skinny men with empty eyes in the space below. They just walked over from the corner. When they heard the explosion above their heads, they all raised their numb faces, their heads filled with confusion.

There was a very slight ticking sound.

Seeing this strange scene, he was about to jump down and found a new group of knights and attendants to fight. Fingel showed off his skills and suddenly had a bad premonition: "How can there be such a weak enemy? Could this be a legend?

A tactic of 'showing the enemy's weakness'?"

This thought flashed through his mind, but he felt something was wrong, but just took two steps back, five dazzling rays of light burst out from the bodies of those men, and accompanied by violent explosions, the entire seven and eight floors underground were

Trembling.

This is the terrifying power of the HMTD-alchemical mercury bomb. The fiery shock wave swept all around instantly, like a violent hurricane, compressing the air to almost solidification, and then released it violently like a runaway wild horse, shaking the world.

The roar.

In the center of the explosion, five huge fireballs jumped up. The fire was like daylight, illuminating all the darkness around it. Its power even surpassed the previous cloud burst rockets. Inside the fireball, the flames rolled crazily, making a hissing roar.

, simultaneously releasing rolling heat waves and pungent sulfur smell, which is suffocating.

Outside the fireball is a deadly cloud composed of mercury vapor and debris. These debris were thrown into the air by the huge force of the explosion, like dense steel needles, forming an airtight "rain of death"

, pouring down mercilessly.

The shock wave generated by the explosion was like an invisible giant hand, pushing the surrounding objects violently into the distance. Fingel, who had just been strengthened, had no time to be happy and adapt to the new power, and was knocked upside down on the spot.

out.

The walls collapsed in an instant, concrete blocks flying everywhere; the ground undulated like waves, and cracks spread quickly like spider webs.

Dust, gravel, and debris were instantly swept into the air, forming a chaotic whirlpool. Flames burned in the center of the explosion, releasing blazing light and billowing black smoke, shrouding everything around them in a sea of ​​fire.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Those mindless self-destructors have long been reduced to ashes at this moment, integrated with the ruins, and their bodies have been filled with a

This highly corrosive venom also vaporized and evaporated instantly, causing the concrete and steel bars in the ruins to begin to melt rapidly.

"The 'living dead' with only the brainstem to maintain basic life activities? After a series of brain experiments, the brain tissue was almost completely cut off, and the self-consciousness has long since dissipated... but even the last small piece was not given.

Let it go?"

Zhao Qing was deep in thought. He gently stroked his palm again and slowly pushed it downwards. He used the highly rotating Gang Qi field to withstand the residual power of the shock wave, saved Fingel who was almost injured, and used all kinds of poisonous gases.

Blows toward the depths of the ground.

And as her thoughts moved slightly, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sword, which was originally staying at the edge of the ninth floor underground, suddenly accelerated and shot out from the data room. The sword wind brought by it crushed the guard at the door to pieces, and then continued to pass through.

He passed through several explosion-proof doors and flew towards the central control room.

This is Zhao Qing who finally found the design structure of the entire underground secret base and determined the location of the commander. She thought about it and felt that her purpose of observing the combat power of hybrids and the effectiveness of modern weapons here has been roughly achieved.

It's time to clear the place.

Looking at the sudden disappearance of several red dots on the screen, Arnold originally thought that the situation was stable, but after just a second or two of silence, he suddenly felt a biting chill coming from his limbs, followed by a light feeling as his body lost balance.

He looked down in horror, only to see that his limbs were gone, and his body fell to the ground like a severed tree stump. Only his head and torso were left. The Deadpool scales he wore did not protect him at all.

The pain of losing a limb was like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, but strangely, because the incision was instantly frozen, Arnold did not feel the warmth of the blood loss. This cold pain was more unbearable than any bleeding wound.

"Sword Control?" Arnold shouted in fear and despair, but his voice had become weak and weak. That was because the extremely cold breath quickly penetrated his body from the wound and began to freeze his flowing dragon blood: "

Stop! Stop! I can provide you with the information you need!"

"There are several W79-0 neutron bombs buried around this damn place, each with a yield of 1,100 tons... You don't want to trigger a nuclear explosion and perish with a loser like me, right?"




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