Chapter 1844 I, the great vampire duke, must not be seen
Chapter 1851 I, the great vampire duke, must not be seen eating rats!
Grand Duke Rimmer and the healers under him were in pain and happiness.
Screaming and wailing, but the progress of the experiment also advanced extremely quickly. Cries of surprise kept coming:
"There are really calcified plaques in the blood vessels!"
"Yes, this one also has calcified plaque! Wrapping the aorta with calcium chloride gauze really helps!"
"This one of mine also has calcification spots! It's so easy to die...cut off 3/4 of the kidneys, no, cut off one and three-quarters of the kidneys, it would be too easy to die..."
"Your Excellency the Grand Duke! Your Excellency the Grand Duke! We have raised mice with calcified blood vessels. Next..."
Understand, next is my task, right?
I need to use the vampire's ability to feel these blood vessels, control these blood vessels, and then try to soften and restore the elasticity of these blood vessels so that the annoying things on them disappear, right?
The Grand Duke looked at the task in front of him with resentment. A row of ten mice that were weak, old, and not very fond of moving.
Well, this one has calcified plaque on the abdominal aorta, this one has calcified plaque on the blood vessels near the heart, this one has calcified plaque near the carotid artery... This one has calcified plaque in many, many places...
"Your Majesty the Grand Duke, you know this without reading the information?" the young therapist who was helping with the errands asked in surprise. Grand Duke Rimmer snorted proudly:
"Do you even need to look at this?!"
Just kidding, the vampire's ability allows him to know the blood flow in every mouse and even every person in front of him. As soon as these people stand in front of him, whose blood is thick, whose blood is sweet, and whose blood is rich
The fragrance of the soul...
He didn't have to wait for these guys to bleed, he could sense it instinctively!
As for these rats…
When the blood flows through the blood vessels, where is it fast, where is it slow, where is it encountering obstacles, and where is the rustling sound of blood flowing through hard plaques. He can hear it without trying hard, no, he doesn't hear it, he feels it.
Not even half a point bad!
"Sir, do you need our help?"
"No need!" Grand Duke Rimmer's face was stern, and his mood suddenly worsened. Help? What help?
Do you want to see how I drink rat blood?
How to chew mouse blood vessels?
no way!
I, the great vampire grand duke, must not be seen eating rats!!!
"Why are you still standing here? How many mice with vascular calcification have been raised? Have the experimental records been written down? Have the experimental rules been summarized?
Do you understand why these mice and rabbits have been treated in this way and have calcification of blood vessels? - Nothing? Then go quickly!"
With a roar, the experimenters ran away with their heads in their hands. The grand duke went berserk...
Whether he is constipated because he drank less blood recently, or because he dislikes us and wants to find someone to beat him up, in short, during this period, the farther away from him the better...
Everyone rushed out of the office in embarrassment. Grand Duke Rimmer took a deep breath and moved a mouse over. The poor gray-brown mouse huddled in front of him, not even daring to tremble, trying hard to pretend that he was not
does not exist.
The Grand Duke first concentrated, then stared closely, and finally closed his eyes, using his mental power and instinct to carefully examine the mouse...
The feeling is still a bit hazy. His feeling about the tiny blood vessels in the mouse's body and the plaques in the blood vessels, especially how to remove the plaques and how to use force to remove them, is still not very accurate...
Or give it a try first?
Activate the ability once, and if it doesn't work, touch the blood vessels with your own hands... Anyway, there are many mice with calcified blood vessels, so it won't hurt if one dies...
Thinking this way, Grand Duke Rimmer was still a little hesitant. In any case, these gadgets were also made by his team, who worked hard, day and night, for several months - not counting the previous failures.
.
Just because you don’t want to touch the blood vessels with your own hands, why waste one?
Forget it, let’s just waste it. What if it works out this time? If it works out, it won’t be a waste; if it doesn’t work out, there will be a lot more wasted in the future, and this one is not bad...
Thinking like this, there was a "pop" sound in front of the Grand Duke, and there was an explosion like a water bag being burst. The big mouse stiffened suddenly, as if it wanted to struggle, but then collapsed. The Grand Duke sighed.
Shaked his head:
My thinking was wrong. I had just used too much force, and the blood vessel should have been broken. That was a large artery... As soon as it was broken, I would be filled with blood instantly, and I would die very quickly. It didn't even take a minute to survive.
There is no way to save him.
It seems that I still need to touch the blood vessels with my own hands...
The Grand Duke sighed silently. Then, without seeing how he moved, the mouse's abdomen naturally split open, and blood flowed like a wall, branching to both sides, while a bright red blood vessel tore the peritoneum on its own and passed out from between the organs.
He raised his head high.
The Grand Duke's pale fingers touched it. The blood vessel automatically wrapped around his fingertips, rubbing his fingertips and tightening them tighter and tighter.
It scraped for a while, then, the outer wall separated, and the hardened inner wall of the blood vessel squirmed and opened, swallowing his fingertips.
This scene, if seen by others, would probably scare them out of their wits. However, the Grand Duke did not move his eyebrows, but his eyes seemed to be closed, and he quietly felt the touch of his fingertips.
After a moment, a red light surged from his fingertips, as if a blurred mist of blood floated out from his fingertips and seeped into the blood vessels. Silently, the blood vessels expanded, twisted, opened and shrank, and powder fell down.
:
"Hey, it's torn... It seems too rough. This idea doesn't work... The calcified part has been worn away, and the blood vessels have been directly broken, and the elasticity and softness have not been restored..."
"Try another way..."
Another burst of red light surged up, covering a new section of blood vessel. It expanded again, twisted again, and then, with a soft "pop" sound, the entire section of blood vessel turned into powder and scattered on the table.
"It still doesn't work... Just touching and feeling, I still understand too little... Do I really want to taste it..."
That's a mouse!
It's a mouse!
It’s just an ordinary mouse! Not even a Warcraft, not even a quasi-supernatural beast that will soon become a Warcraft!
How long has it been since he had eaten such low-level stuff...
The Grand Duke complained in his heart, but waved firmly, and another mouse came up into the air with a cage. With a slight feeling, the mouse's abdomen split open on its own, and a section of blood vessels flew out.
If he doesn't eat, his induction will not be precise, his induction will not be precise, the possibility of creating a new spell will be low, the possibility of the spell's success will be low, and his advancement will be delayed until God knows how long...
In order to deepen the understanding of blood vessels and blood, in order to create new spells, in order to rely on cognition and creation to advance, we fight!
eat!
The vampire's sense of blood and blood tissue is indeed extraordinary. After eating a blood vessel, the hazy sense becomes clearer. However, it is still a long way from creating new spells and suitable spells.
far away……
Eat another one!
Eat another one!
Alas, this method of using magic to urge the blood vessels to pop out on their own still seems to have an impact on the blood vessels and leave magic marks.
If you want to feel its original appearance, maybe it's better not to use magic but to cut out the blood vessels directly?
However, do you think of holding a scalpel and carefully cutting these mice one by one to pick out the blood vessels in their bodies that are only 2 mm thick, 1 mm thick, or even as thin as a hair?
no way!
How annoying that would be!
He, the great Duke of the Blood Race, has noble hands that are not meant for such things!
"Someone is coming!"
The Grand Duke shouted loudly. The sound transmission technique flew out, and a necromancer rushed in quickly:
"Your Excellency! What are your orders?"
"These mice! These mice with calcified blood vessels! Cut out all the calcified blood vessels and send them to me!"
"Yes! Your Excellency, don't worry, we will do it as soon as possible! Should we cut one out and send another one out, or cut them all out and send them in together?"
"You just have to figure it out!"
The Grand Duke raised his head proudly.
It turns out that researching a new spell is more troublesome than the Grand Duke thought. On the first day, eight sets of blood vessels were sent into the room and disappeared;
The next day, ten sets of blood vessels were sent to the room, but they still disappeared;
The third day...
"There's none in the trash can! Where did the Grand Duke get these blood vessels?"
"That's right! I want to know too! I also want to take some for anatomy! They've all disappeared!"
"Even with the dissociation technique, you can still find a little bit of ash! The ash is gone, so what did you do with it?"
The magicians were whispering. Well, the isolation effect of the meditation room is still very strong. You can secretly say a few bad words about the Grand Duke inside, so that he won't hear them, and then get angry and come to suck their blood...
"You didn't eat it, did you?"
"You didn't really eat it, did you?"
"I heard that the vampire's ultimate way to understand their prey is to suck blood... By taking a sip of blood, you can know the prey's information, what kind it is, what age it is, and how old it is. This is where the "identifying bloodline" in the identification technique comes from.
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"So he couldn't figure out the condition of these blood vessels and just ate them? What a pity. It can be observed with anatomy, microscope, or even microscope... How about saving a bite for me next time?
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In the meditation room, which usually only accommodates one person, three necromancers, a conjuration healer, and a natural priest were squeezed in.
Everyone was whispering to each other, their eyes wandering, imagining how the vampire grand duke was hiding in the room, crunching, and secretly chewing the blood vessels of mice. Hey, why is it so ridiculous...
"Everyone is keeping their faces tight! You are not allowed to discuss this matter after leaving this room, and you are not even allowed to think about it!"
"These high-level vampires can easily know what we are thinking even if they don't deliberately activate [Detect Thoughts]!"
"When he discovered his random thoughts, he got angry and bit someone. Don't say we didn't warn him in advance!"
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