"Why is he not human, it's just that he has cultivated parasitic mutation techniques."
Figoro suddenly became a little frustrated, "I thought that my research was close to success, and this guy had no problem after grafting this pair of dragon limbs, but a few days ago, his body suddenly failed, and it seems that his vitality is still not enough, and he can't withstand the sequelae of drugs and the pollution of molecules in his body." ” "As for dragon limbs, there are enough dragon corpses in the Fallen Shadow Abyss to use as research material."
Figoro continued, "You should also know that even if the dragon and those who have opened six or seven magic gates, even if they die, their bodies are often imprisoned by their magic because they are entangled with enough magic power, no. ” "Sure enough, just like the legend, there are quite a few dragon corpses in the main camp of the Evil Dragon Cultists."
Ivan, Charlotte and the others couldn't help but glance at each other.
"This guy grafted the dragon limb, and how long did it take to succeed before he showed failure," Scarlet Qiluo asked lightly.
Figoro said dejectedly: "Three months and seven days. ” "It's been three months and seven days," Charlotte was taken aback.
She thought it would have been a few days away.
The dragon corpses left over from the era of the Dragon War, according to this strange goblin professor, are all because their own cultivation is too strong, and the combination of the remaining magic particles in the body and the surrounding mana is like freezing their corpses forever.
For a dragon of that level, any part of the body is naturally extremely powerful.
Even if he only has a pair of dragon arms, for a sorcerer, his strength has an unpredictable increase.
The evil dragon cultist who had performed such a grafting technique in front of him had already possessed such a pair of dragon arms for more than three months, so this goblin professor's research could really be said to be very close to success.
If this goblin professor's research had been successful before, then many dragon cultists had already grafted the dragon's body parts into the dragon's body, what kind of strength would those dragon cultists be in this battle Charlotte couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
But that's not all, at this time Figoro also added: "My ultimate research is to graft the most powerful part of the dragon or the legendary sorcerer of the time, and maintain the ability of that part to the greatest extent possible."
Wilde grunted and swallowed.
If it is really completely successful according to this idea, then it is okay, because of the relationship between their own bloodline and cultivation skills, some dragons or a certain part of the body of the warlock is particularly powerful, especially some dragons do not have dragon crystals in their bodies, and a certain part of the body is equivalent to dragon crystals, which itself is the source of strength.
"Old man, you just talk nonsense, how can this be successful" Si Dinghan sneered with disdain at this time, "According to what you said, it is not possible to use the eyes of a dragon with a powerful dragon's eyes, and use the forelimbs of a dragon with particularly powerful forelimbs with both hands to fight one in the east and one in the west, it is all super powerful together, then it is okay" "Why can't it be successful, let me tell you, if this guy's vitality is strong enough, maybe the experiment will be successful" As soon as he heard Si Dinghan laughing at his research, the old goblin suddenly burst into a rage again, suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and his attitude changed drastically, and he looked at Si Dinghan excitedly and said: "Your vitality seems to be stronger than this Situ Morey, or you cooperate with my experiment, maybe it will be a direct success" "Situ Morey, you said this is the Calamity Sorcerer Situ Morey" Ivan and Jun looked at the guy who could only be described as a humanoid creature, and they both gasped.
Situ Morey, nicknamed "Calamity Sorcerer", was a very famous evil dragon sorcerer many years ago, and before he became an evil dragon sorcerer, he was already an elite teacher at Eagle Moon Academy.
"Yes, that's him."
Figoro nodded.
"Another fallen sorcerer who was driven to his own destruction by greed for power."
Ivan spat disdainfully.
"With your size, old man, your head is sick."
Si Dinghan shouted at this time: "I was originally a giant dragon bloodline, and I am sick if I graft again." ” "You idiot" The goblin old man was so angry that his lips trembled, "You dare to insult my research, what's wrong with your dragon bloodline, you just have the ability of a dragon bloodline, and you yourself are a dragon bloodline, compared to the pure human bloodline, it is a waste, even if the scum can't fuse other bloodlines, even if you get some inheritance relics, you can't get the power of the bloodline in the inheritance relics like ordinary Terran bloodline magicians, but you can break this shackle, You can not only have the ability of a dragon, can you guarantee that your hands and feet, everything in your body is the most powerful, any dragon limb is stronger than your current scum" "What, I'm a scumbag" Si Dinghan was scolded by the scum so that his nose was almost crooked, and he couldn't help but roll up his sleeves to beat this goblin old man, but suddenly his eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of something, and laughed all over his face, "This, respected Professor Figoro, I shouldn't laugh at your research, you see, do you have a way to make me more handsome."
"Get out" The goblin old man scolded irritably: "I'm not a plastic surgeon, and your foundation is too poor, so ugly, it's impossible to be handsome." ” "What's not handsome, my foundation is too bad," Si Dinghan's eyes widened to the extreme.
He is quite confident in his handsomeness.
"Of course, this is called handsome, you will be ashamed of yourself if you look at it" The old goblin man didn't know where to pull out a pictorial and unfold it with a bang. “” A group of people came up to see what was enough to make Si Dinghan feel ashamed of himself, but as soon as they got up, a group of people almost fell directly to the ground.
The old goblin man's pictorial depicts a greenfield elf about the same height as him, with a head like a turnip's head, and wearing a leather cloak.
"This is called handsome, you know, look at this nose, this eyebrows, this is called handsome" What made everyone sweat even more was that the old goblin man was still saying this.
"It's a different aesthetic, and it's really hard to communicate."
Si Dinghan sighed lightly, wiped his sweat, and felt that it was fortunate that the other party would not have plastic surgery, otherwise it would be really miserable to make him look like a handsome guy in the green field.
"Yes" Suddenly, the old goblin looked around Scarlet Qiluo as if he had discovered a new world.
"Your vitality seems to be stronger, and the activity of every small molecule in your body is particularly high, and there is a kind of endless vitality.
Compared to you, this guy who thinks he's handsome is rubbish," he said, his eyes lit up.
"What do you mean by thinking you are handsome, my handsome is recognized by the whole world, I was a scum just now, and now I have become garbage again" Si Dinghan shouted in frustration.
"How about it, participate in my experiment, I'll help you do the grafting technique, with your strong vitality, I think you will definitely succeed" Figoro ignored Si Dinghan at all, he looked at Scarlet Qiluo with a full face, and said.
"I'm actually in love with the boss," Wilde couldn't help but turn his head to look at Scarlet.
"Okay, let's talk about it when it's right later."
Scarlet Qiluo just said this lightly.
"Okay, then I'll wait until my research is more perfect."
Figoro trembled with excitement.
"You guy, don't you really have an interest in this terrible grafting technique," Si Dinghan kept rolling his eyes at Scarlet Qiluo.
"Now I'll start my research, the final rescue work" Figoro's body seemed to be re-energized with amazing vitality, and he didn't seem to care at all who the magicians were Si Dinghan and the others, and said this loudly.
"What is the last save" Si Dinghan was also interested, and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Let's see if I can use a potion to neutralize the side effects of previous grafting and rejuvenate his body."
Figoro said this very seriously, and then shook the glass bottle in his hand desperately.
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The light gray liquid in the glass bottle turned dark green with tiny bubbles in his hands as he shook violently.
"Me" What made Si Dinghan almost faint was that Figoro directly poured the bottle of liquid medicine on the three hearts of the dissected Situ Morey.
A bunch of fine bubbles floated up in Situ Morey's body, and the liquid quickly penetrated into Situ Morey's heart.
"Roar" Situ Morey, who originally looked dead, suddenly let out a roar, and his whole body twitched violently. “” Si Dinghan couldn't help but take a step back.
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" Situ Morey's heart beat violently and made a loud noise, but it was only a dozen seconds, and Situ Morey seemed to breathe a sigh, uh, and then stopped moving, and his body became cold and hard.
"It's still a failure, it seems that you still have to be strong enough in your own vitality at the beginning."
Figolo looked at Scarlet Qiluo in frustration and shook his head repeatedly.
"In this way, a powerful magician will be directly played to death," Si Dinghan shouted with black lines on his face: "Old man, you are an undercover agent in the ambush of our Age Kingdom among the evil dragon cultists."
"Okay, don't bother with my thinking and research, just leave if there's nothing to do.
There's the garbage left behind by this Situ Morey and the guys from before, and there seems to be a useless dragon crystal, if you want to rob it, just sweep that pile of garbage out for me.
Figoro said to Si Dinghan with a straight face as if he were driving away the guests.
"Who wants the garbage, I'm a robber, do you think I'm the one who collects the garbage" Si Dinghan called this sentence, and suddenly felt wrong, "Long Jing":