When Angel learned about all these changes from Sanders, his expression was full of surprise.
Unexpectedly, when I brought back a hand, it even solved the blood problem?
But--
"Is it really blood?" Angel's soul returned to his body. He moved casually and didn't feel any difference. "Why don't I feel anything?"
As he spoke, Angel squatted and kicked his legs.
As a result, he jumped directly to the ceiling. Thanks to his quick reaction, he stretched out his hand to rebound when he was about to hit him, and then somersaulted and landed in a half-crouch.
"I didn't expect it to be really strengthened." Angel's eyes lit up. In the past, he relied on the power of his own body to leap, but he had never reached this level.
But why didn't he feel much?
"The reason why you don't feel any changes is probably because that trace of blood is perfectly integrated with your body. In addition, it is most likely your projection in the nightmare world, so you don't feel much." Sanders
After explaining, he frowned: "However, it seems that your physical fitness has not improved much."
When he said earlier that the blood fusion rate in his body was over 95%, Sanders had already told Angel his guess about the source of that bloodline.
Angel temporarily accepted this speculation before he could think of other reasonable explanations.
However, Angel is still a little weird. If it is really a new bloodline, or even a bloodline that changes physical signs, he may be more accepting... But this bloodline comes from another "self", which makes him feel confused.
uncomfortable.
Especially looking at the deformed right hand, Angel couldn't agree with the existence of another "self".
While Angel was doubting himself, Sanders was still thinking about Angel's bloodline.
After all, this is the first time he has seen "himself" transplant his own bloodline. Although the other self is a projection of the nightmare world. But this can completely list new topics and record them in "The Mystery of the Nightmare Realm".
Sanders has already listed the title of this new research topic in his mind, "Research on the Origin of Projection Bloodline".
However, the current research data is only that of Angel. For Angel, he cannot use strong methods. He can only record external data and use empiricism to speculate on less detailed data.
It would have been nice if there were more data experimenters, but it was a pity that he hadn't met the young Sanders when he was in Narok City, otherwise he would have been able to refine his bloodline and take the initiative to conduct this research.
However, it is not completely impossible to study this topic.
For example, the fox harp-wielding Fox and the frog chanter Frog encountered in Night Demon City are most likely the projections of his servants that Angel mentioned.
If we can capture these nightmare monsters and forcibly elevate those mortals to the ranks of gifted people, we can conduct anatomical research.
But no one knows where those nightmare monsters have gone.
Sanders could only take a break. Maybe he would encounter other people's projections in the future, and it wouldn't be too late to study them then.
Sanders looked at Angel again. Although the subject could not be studied for the time being, Angel's bloodline still needed to be tested.
Sanders thought for a while and summoned an ice wall: "The defensive energy level of this ice wall is about the level of a second-level magic trick. You try to break it with physical strength."
Angel was still immersed in his own thoughts, but he didn't react until he heard Sanders' words.
He nodded to Sanders and raised his fist silently.
Powerful power emerged spontaneously, and Angel had a strong hunch that he could break through this ice wall without even using too much force.
The reality was just as he thought.
With just a little force, the ice wall was easily penetrated.
"Change your hand, use your left hand." When Angel was shocked that his physical fitness had improved so much, Sanders' voice came again.
Angel was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized that he had subconsciously punched with his right hand just now. He completely regarded his right hand as his own without any hesitation.
"I..." Not long ago, he was still doubting himself, but his brain and muscle memory gave him a hard slap.
Seeing Angel's delay in taking action, Sanders looked over.
When he saw Angel's tangled expression, Sanders thought for a moment and saw Angel's hesitation:
"Don't think too much. Whether that person is your projection is another matter. Moreover, I said he is you, but you know that he is not you. To you, he is actually another person at all, so you
There is no need to worry about the paradox of 'he is you'."
Angel was silent for a moment, and slowly figured it out. What he was struggling with was the identity of the other party, but because he was struggling with the identity of the other party, he lost his own identity. In fact, as Sanders said, "He is
"I" is a paradox. There are no two identical leaves in the world. The other side is just a projection, and the future can only be a projection.
However, Angel still has some doubts, not for himself, but for Sanders: "Mentor, why did you not have much when you saw this right hand from the very beginning... even when you were in the nightmare world?"
Doubts. Even, I can feel that you don’t think this is a thing..."
Sanders raised an eyebrow, "I don't think that's a bad thing, do you?"
Angel nodded.
Sanders did not answer immediately, but stretched out his right hand. Amidst Angel's confusion, an illusory shadow slowly surrounded his right hand.
Angel's eyes flickered, and he felt a hint of nightmare.
Then, a shocking scene occurred. The five fingers on Sanders' right hand disappeared and turned into a scimitar like a cold front.
"Isn't it just a hand?" Sanders said calmly: "My right hand was transplanted with the sickle arm of the Phantom Mantis, which is usually just a mimic. In addition to my right hand, other organs in my body have been transplanted, and some of them are unsightly.
.So, do you understand why I don’t care?”
"For example, my current sickle arm has a lot of room for research. If I study it thoroughly and then cut it off, it will not be difficult to regenerate a human arm." Sanders paused: "Wizard,
What you can do is beyond your imagination.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After Sanders finished speaking, the sickle arm slowly returned to its original appearance, with his five fingers slender and perfect.
Elegantly rolled down his cuffs and put on white gloves: "Your right hand has even more research space than my sickle arm. So, in my opinion, this is not a bad thing, but it gives you the opportunity to study more."
unknown."
After listening to Sanders' words, Angel suddenly realized.
His thinking has not caught up with his strength, and he still tends to look at problems from his own perspective. And his own attitude is actually more of a mortal. After all, he is sixteen years old and has only been in the wizarding world for two years.
Fourteen years are a mortal life.
He always thought that his vision transcended the rules, but in fact he was still constrained by the rules.
"Stop thinking nonsense. You'll have plenty of time to think things over after you go back. Moreover, after you have experienced it for a long time, time will give you the answer, even if you don't understand things clearly." Sanders interrupted Angel's thinking.
, seeing him looking over, he raised an ice wall again: "Come on, use your left hand to break him."
Angel nodded. He has now figured it out. His right hand and his bloodline may indeed be a bit strange or even dangerous, but it is not giving him the opportunity to study... As long as he studies thoroughly, it will increase his own knowledge base.
.
So, why think so much.
With unwavering confidence, Angel even shouted shamefully: "Broken!"
The next second, a gust of cold wind blew by.
The ice wall remained unscathed.
Blood flowed from the joints of his left hand, and with a clicking sound, Angel's fingers... were dislocated.
Angel retracted his left hand with deformed fingers and blew air.
His eyes were filled with tears of pain, and the confidence that had just risen was immediately shattered into dust and blown away by the cold wind.
Sanders ignored Angel's excellent singing and composition performance, but held his chin, looked at the ice wall expressionlessly, and murmured in a low voice: "As expected, your physical fitness has not improved as much as you thought.
big."
Angel also heard Sanders talking to himself in severe pain, with tears in his eyes: "Mentor, you know this clearly, why do you still need me to fight?"
"I asked you to fight, but I didn't ask you to fight with all your strength." Sanders squinted coldly: "When you hit with your right hand just now, wasn't it useless at all? Who knew you had to hit with your left hand?
Try your best."
Angel: "..."
Speechless and choked!
He just wanted to use this breath to treat the "ice wall" as a frame to restrain him, and then use all his strength to break through it and express his determination.
Who knew that I would be the unlucky one!
So, it's not that he lacks determination, it's that reality is really too cold.
…
Wizards have a strict and detailed five-dimensional formula for classifying bloodline levels. The impact of bloodline on each person must be combined to judge his level. The same bloodline has different fusion rates and different effects on different people, and even
The bloodline talents they comprehend are also different. For example, Qili's Red Claw Tea Luo bloodline. Some people comprehend the speed talent, while others comprehend the perception talent. The two cannot be compared, so they cannot be rated purely based on the bloodline itself.
But one thing can be confirmed, the basic wizard-level bloodline is definitely stronger than the apprentice-level bloodline.
After more than half a day of testing, Angel also obtained some bloodline data.
Sanders: "Not rated."
Because, after Sanders' test, he didn't see any trace of blood at all.
Desirable bloodline talents: None.
Expected physical changes: None.
All the characteristics of the fusion of blood are gone.
Therefore, from the perspective of the level of the bloodline injected, it is impossible to rate it at all. However, if it is judged purely based on Angel's own bloodline, there is a result.
——Every living thing can be ingested blood, including humans. Originally, the quality of Angel's blood was low-grade, but now after being improved, Angel's blood can reach low-medium quality.
Jumped a small section.
It doesn't seem like much, but if he were the current Angel and went to the bottom of the Purification Sea, he wouldn't need to activate the purification force field, and he could withstand the pressure of the deep sea simply by relying on his physical strength.
Compared with many wizard apprentices, the effect of blood injection is more powerful. Of course, it is still not as good as Qili's Red Claw Charo bloodline, or even Hook Dick's succubus bloodline.
However, as far as the wizard apprentice is concerned, his physique has reached above the standard.
Sanders' evaluation was: "With some more training, I will basically reach the standard that can advance to the wizard level."