Chapter 1243: Reshaping the Core of Power, Elder, Do You Think This Is Okay? (Ask for Monthly Ticket)

Unlike humans, the magic power of Warcraft often exists in the form of magic core.

This is the conclusion Gretel came to after treating various monsters on a large scale in the Elf Forest.

——Before, in Nevis, it was impossible to get it out by just eating. The corpses of the monsters brought to him had been processed, and the magic core was always removed...

Part of this magical core appears in the form of organs, or in other words, the magical power attaches to the organs and transforms them. The most common examples are the thick skin and tusks of the iron boar, and the horn of the unicorn;

The other part will condense in the body of the monster to form some kind of physical substance. The most common one is magic crystal. In the process of treating the monsters, Grete saw magic condensation of different shapes and sizes in various parts of their bodies.

And Appa...

Such condensation of magic power once existed, behind the manubrium of the sternum and in the upper part of the anterior mediastinum. It was swirling at first, and then gradually solidified. After eating a unicorn horn, the magic power had formed a substantial structure.

Using [Secret Vision] to scan, the mass of power turned into substance, relying on the sternum manubrium, shimmered with majestic life force, and at the same time, there was electric light rushing inside.

...But all this is gone now.

The substantial structure collapsed, shattered, and exploded, tearing the back of the sternum into a mess. Fortunately, it instinctively protected its heart, preventing the cardiovascular system from being torn apart.

However, if you protect the heart, you cannot protect other unimportant parts.

Gretel used [Secret Vision] to observe carefully. The bright light on Apa's chest was now only fragmented, scattered throughout the chest, and even spread to other parts of the body——

Wherever it goes, it boils and explodes, causing more damage and destruction.

Gretel spent a lot of effort to restrain all these power fragments one by one. But how do you want to put it back together and fix it?

Grete had no idea. He tried it, using his mental power to move two tiny fragments of power closer, trying to glue them together.

However, as soon as the two fragments came close to each other and before they really merged together, a subtle explosion occurred.

If Gretel had not withdrawn his mental power and even increased the package of mental power, this explosion alone would have added a new scar in Appa's body.

"...Apa's power is not entirely his own."

Elder Fahim had been standing by the side with his hands behind his hands, paying attention to the situation of Silver Moon Deer. At this moment, he softly said:

"That unicorn... the unicorn he ate had a power level much higher than his own. After eating it, although he had successfully advanced, he failed to fully integrate the power of lightning with his own. As one. Now..."

The old man sighed and shook his head slightly. Gretel remained silent, holding the oak staff tightly and weaving his mental power into a tight net to trap the power running around in Appa's body.

After everything was done, he hugged Apa's head again and put his forehead against Silver Moon Deer's forehead without saying a word.

"Apa, Apa..."

Under the insistent call of spiritual power, Appa finally moved slightly. Then, a feeble answer came from Gretel's sea of ​​consciousness:

"boss……"

Appa weakly opened his eyes. He rubbed his forehead against Gretel, and then nudged her with his nose. Then, he retracted his legs, bounced them, and struggled to get up:

"Boss...I..."

Seven dark gold skeletons and fourteen bone hands went into battle together, turning the Silver Moon Deer's tall body from lying down to standing upright.

Grete carefully removed the floating spell, and dozens of [Powerful Mage Hands] came from all directions, supporting Appa's body, and released them one by one:

"How is it? How is it? Can you stand firm? If you can't stand firm, don't force it..."

Apa carefully placed his four hooves flat on the ground, feeling the strength of the support on his body loosen up little by little. Then, he tentatively took a step forward, then another step...

The muscles in his legs were beating unnaturally. After taking the third step, his hooves gave way and he fell to his knees unable to support himself.

Gretel quickly closed the [Powerful Mage's Hand] and supported the Silver Moon Deer's body. Appa neighed softly:

"hold head high……"

It lowered its head and stood helplessly on the spot, its huge long corners on the ground, as if it could no longer bear the weight of the two horns.

"Appa, how are you? Does it hurt anywhere?"

Grete rushed up and hugged its head, paused, then made a big circle and went over to hug its neck. The Silver Moon Deer snorted loudly, and it took Gretel a while to react and communicate with it mentally:

"Boss... I'm sorry, I've embarrassed you... That unicorn is very strong. I wanted to fight against him and try my best to advance through the level, but I didn't succeed..."

Apa is not very skilled in the use of spiritual communication, and he doesn't have much defense against Gretel. Along with the spiritual communication, there are also scattered pictures one after another:

In the battle against the Plague Girl, Cerela and Gretel flew in the sky together, while Appa could only stand on the ground, standing among the buffaloes;

In the cave, when fighting against the Sky Knight, Appa could only hide behind the rock wall and was basically unable to help;

In the great forest, the elves around Gretel are getting stronger and stronger, and the monsters that treat him are getting stronger and stronger, and Apa, even his responsibility as a transportation tool, is becoming less and less...

The master who was weaker than him before and relied on his protection has advanced again and again and has become stronger than him.

He also wants to become stronger... He also wants to do his best and seize every opportunity...

"Not only did I fail, I also blew up the core and disabled myself..."

The frustration coming from the sea of ​​consciousness is even stronger than the clear language:

"My power is gone...the power of the unicorn, my original strength...are all gone...I can't even physically...my legs are weak and my feet are soft, I can't walk, let alone carry you on my back." …”

"Don't think nonsense, you are just injured and a little weak." Grete stroked its long neck:

"Just heal your injuries. Let's rest for a few more days and eat a few more kilograms of meat. What kind of meat do you want to eat? I just made sauced rabbit meat today. Do you want to get you some? Or capybara meat?" Venison? Do we want monster meat? What flavor do you want?"

Apa nuzzled him gently, then arched him, leaned against him and stopped talking. Elder Fahim stood by silently, but Serila slowly came over, touched Gretel's shoulder, and then touched Appa's neck:

"Don't be sad. It's just that you were injured a little. After you recover, you'll still be alive and kicking! - Don't be afraid if your strength is gone. As long as you're in good health, you can still be strong!"

"hold head high--"

"Apa said that the Silver Moon Deer's body looks like this." Gretel conveyed the content of the conscious communication:

"Without enhanced magic power, nothing will heal you. Don't talk nonsense! I will definitely find a way to cure you!"

"Is there any way to strengthen the body?" Cerela jumped a little anxiously. With a bang, the entire operating room shook, as if a small earthquake had erupted:

"If it doesn't work, I'll give you my blood! As long as you have dragon blood, it won't be a problem at all for your body strength to jump up to two or three big steps!"

She pulled up her sleeves, stretched out her dazzling white wrist in front of Appa, and shook it vigorously. The other hand also stretched out, the nails popped out an inch, and the edges shone with a metallic luster:

"Here, how much do you want?"

"hold head high……"

Appa let out another low cry. Grete stroked its long neck, raised his head to look at Cerela, smiled, and shook his head:

"Thank you, Serila. Don't worry, it's not this far yet. I'll think of a way... Appa, don't panic, can you eat now? Just eat a little if you can, no matter what it is. The only way to recover is to eat enough!”

He comforted Appa for a while, then got up and went out. Elder Fahim followed him out. As soon as Gretel arrived outside the operating room, he immediately asked:

"Elder, is there any way... that you can help Appa rebuild the core of his power?"

"Yes, there is." Elder Fahim stroked his beard and said slowly:

"But Gretel, this method of reshaping is very costly and the success rate is not high. Moreover, regardless of whether it is successful or not, the recipient will be in pain... If you are interested, I have some notes here that you can borrow. have a look."

"Thank you very much!"

Gretel clenched his fists.

Even after staying in the Elf Forest for many years, Elder Fahim had only done less than ten treatments to reshape the power core of Warcraft, and the success rate was not even more than half.

As guardians of nature, they revere nature and respect its laws. When monsters fight and get injured, if you come to them and ask for help, they will throw healing spells;

However, something like reshaping the core of power would go too far against the laws of nature. Generally speaking, they would refuse to take action.

Unless you sign a contract with the elves and become a portable spiritual beast, otherwise, if you are defeated, you will be defeated, and if you die, you will die. Natural elimination is also part of the laws of nature, and nature practitioners will not interfere.

Putting these aside, rebuilding the core of strength is also a difficult task in itself. It is necessary to gather the exploding and conflicting forces within the monsters and let them operate according to the past way or new rules;

It is necessary to guide them to a place, lead them to rotate, form a vortex, and finally, in the center of the vortex, condense a brand new core;

Then, if possible, if there is spare power, guide the remaining power into that core, attach to it and let it grow slowly...

Grete flipped through nearly ten manuscripts one by one, and also flipped through a thick stack of records from his predecessors. Finally, come to a conclusion:

If there is a ready-made core that is strong enough and has matching properties, and it is implanted into it, those scattered and shattered forces can be naturally attracted to it and flow into the new core;

If there is no ready-made core and it all depends on the healer's hand, then the success rate will be extremely low. Elder Fahim performed nine treatments, four of which were successful. Three of them were implanted with magic crystals, and only one was successful through his own guidance.

The one time the guidance was successful, it was a mid-level monster that was cured. Its power was of a single nature and was much weaker than Appa.

"Elder, I read in your notes that you can implant ready-made magic crystals into monsters?"

Gretel closed the letter and went to find Elder Fahim. Elder Fahim sighed and nodded:

"Theoretically, it is possible. But in reality, the implanted magic crystal needs to be stronger than the object you are treating. It is best to be strong to a large stage, so that it can naturally attract the power in its body... What are you doing?!"

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