It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1625 Gretel, why did you carry a little dragon on your back behind my back?
Chapter 1625 Gretel, why did you carry a little dragon on your back behind my back?
The necromancers cheered.
If it weren't for the fact that Gretel was still in the process of advancing, I'm afraid they would have already taken out their treasured wine and started clinking glasses with each other and pouring wine.
Although many necromancers have lost or partially lost their sense of taste due to the erosion of negative energy or due to errors in an experiment. However, that does not prevent them from drinking! Drinking!
The Lord of Plague has finally turned to necromancy. Such a happy event is worthy of getting everyone drunk!
The one who has hooked [Mechanized Mind] on himself, don’t run away, just take a spell from me and remove it!
Magicians from the protection, conjuration, and transformation systems exchanged glances with each other, shrugged, and then did whatever they were supposed to do.
It is still beneficial to observe the advancement of a high-level mage and the materialization process of his meditation world, even if they have already passed this stage——
You can compare it with the path you have taken, you can learn lessons from your experience when you next advance, and you can also use it to teach your disciples. Even if you don't do any of these, you can still seize the time and observe the spell configuration in the world of meditation!
You might be able to copy something you haven’t recorded before!
The magicians of the evocation department were not so happy. Although a large number of magicians followed Archmage Philby to work at the accelerator, there were still quite a few who stayed.
At this time, these magicians felt the fluctuating atmosphere around them and looked at each other:
"It's the breath of the dead..."
"If I feel it correctly, it really is the breath of the dead..."
"Mage Nordmark has turned to the necromancy system, right? - No!"
"By the way, Your Excellency, the Lord of Thunder, seems to have arrived?" Another magician, the proud disciple of Archmage Philby, asked with a trembling voice:
"Guess, Your Excellency, the Lord of Thunder, if you find that your disciple has thrown himself into the Black Crow Swamp——"
There was a dead silence. On the other side of the Black Crow Swamp, they were trying to pull the Nordmark mage over all the time. They responded to his requests and doubled the supply; they even talked about the "Plague Lord" every day.
…
Everyone regarded this as a joke, and shouted to each other from time to time, "It's useless for you to be like this" and "Nordmark Mage belongs to our evocation system." However, what if Nordmark Mage really prefers the necromancy system?
Woolen cloth?
Your Excellency, Lord of Thunder, what violent thunder will fall...
The Lord of Thunder stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the quiet mage tower. His face was neither happy nor angry, and he couldn't even see anything that could be called an "expression".
Instead, Princess Norrell pulled his sleeve, tugged gently, and then tugged again:
"Hey... don't be angry. Survival and death are inherently cyclical existences, and together they form a part of nature. Just like the thunder and lightning just now, what a violent destructive force, and how strong vitality...
"
The existence of destruction and vitality brought her a very special feeling.
Princess Norrell feels that after a while, she can sort out the gains from her travels, or watch the spring, summer, autumn and winter on Dragon Island again, and then she can try to attack the legend...
The Lord of Thunder turned his head silently. It’s not like this, he thought, dear Norrell, you really are not like this. I’m not angry, not so angry that I want to slap Little Grete——
"Even if you study necromancy, it doesn't mean you will become a necromancer. Do you remember, as I told you, little Gretel worked hard on cloning during that time, and then dug out some spell fragments from it,
I figured out the hematopoietic technique..."
The little guy will indeed not become a necromancer. He is 120,000 certain about this. But why did he choose to engrave necromancy when he advanced?
According to Philby's report, during this period, she and Gretel have been studying electrons and high-energy electron flow——
If he hadn't put enough effort into the evocation spell and hadn't developed a suitable spell, why would he have inscribed a necromancy spell!
This little guy has gone too far in his laziness! When he finishes his advancement, you must force him to make up the lessons! Make up the lessons well!
The Lord of Thunder secretly made up his mind and felt that his mood had improved a bit. He calmly sensed the elemental fluctuations coming from the direction of the mage tower, sensing every subtle change in Gretel's advancement process:
Will everything go well?
Or will there be a little stumbling?
Does his mental power need to be spread out to sort out the elemental chaos around the little guy?
Or, is it best to retreat farther away so as not to affect the little guy's progress?
No, wait, what is that?!
Gretel's advancement process has come to the end. The huge power is attracted by him, and the core of meditation - to be precise, is the core of the virtual person strengthened to the chromosome level, which resonates with the physical body;
Under the guidance of recent research results, that abundant ability was poured into cells, into chromosomes, and into every atom. Gretel felt that his entire body, every cell, was crackling——
Absorb energy!
Absorb a lot of energy!
Let the atoms that make up bones, muscles, internal organs, and every part of the body enter the transition state!
As long as one-tenth, no, even one percent of the atoms, some of the electrons enter the transition state and maintain a stable state, they can absorb enough energy! And this energy can bind more extraordinary elements
——
Then, Gretel began to suffer. This time, the gift of the world's will was too rich. The energy absorbed by his body had reached its limit, and the engraved spell was about to be completed.
However, there is still a steady stream of power pouring down from the void. What should I do? I can’t let it go, but I can’t let it go, and I can’t absorb it anymore...
never mind!
Break the jar and smash it!
Anyway, this time, the cloning technique was also engraved, and he also recorded so many chromosomes!
Let’s give it a try, use the ready-made chromosomes as a guide, use the engraved cloning technique as an aid, use the energy gifted by the world as the material, and try to shape something——
For example, Silver Dragon?
Katcha, kacha, kacha…
Gretkachakacha, pieced together and dismantled, cut out a complete silver dragon chromosome. Using Cerela's chromosome as a template, he pieced together Vaska's (suspected) Y chromosome, input cloning technology, and introduced energy...
Energy is condensed and transformed into matter under the guidance of cloning. A small group of chromosomes is condensed in a white mist state. Then, a small cell, the initial primitive stem cell state, divides, divides, divides——
"Ah, Grete, what are you doing?"
Under the watchful eye of the Lord of Thunder, the dragons who flew down from the Sky City and surrounded the Mage Tower looked on. From the top of the Mage Tower, Cerela's exclamation suddenly sounded: