Chapter 1388 Thank You Lord of Plague! The Name of the Undead Has Been Rectified From Now On!

Archmage Heins quickly sent the paper back to Nevis and back to His Excellency the Immortal, and then plunged into experiments and research.

——Perform chromosome testing on undead creatures!

——Let those undead creatures branch out one by one, use various necromancy spells, and observe the changes in chromosomes in the process!

Of course, the cost of studying chromosomes is extremely high. At least you need a microscope. Fortunately, there is no shortage of things like microscopy and electron microscopy in Black Crow Swamp:

The entire Black Crow Swamp followed in the footsteps of the Plague Lord and ordered 10 microscopes in the first batch. What, a microscope is super expensive?

What, to order a microscope, the core magic circle needs to be drawn by a high-level mage from Thunder Horn?

What, to order a microscope, you still need to schedule it, and you need to pay the full price first?

That's nothing! Order order order! A project like Chromosome has such potential. It is the next direction to produce a large number of results, so it’s time to invest resources in it.

Even Archmage Heins, as far away as the Kingdom of the Sun, got one. This school of thought sent a special person to the research institute in Eagle Country, and then sent it here by a special person from the research institute!

With an extremely rich material foundation, Black Crow Swamp immediately invested heavily in Gretel's previous paper on chromosomes and extraordinary factors after it was published.

Zombies, cut out a piece of flesh and test!

Death Knight, cut out a piece of meat and test it!

Corpse witch, cut out a piece of meat. Be gentle and don't cut out the brain. Cut the meat on the limbs as you like!

Abomination, uh, this requires cutting out a few more pieces of flesh. After all, it is a suture monster. The experimental records need to be checked. Each part of the original source must be cut out and tested!

The necromancers didn't even spare the skeleton soldiers. If you are reluctant to dismantle the high-level dark gold skeletons and gold skeletons, then start with the low-level skeletons.

Cut off the outer skin of the bone and if it doesn't work, then cut it into another piece. If you can't get out the skin from a leg bone, just chop it into pieces and dig into the marrow cavity to see if there's anything left.

What?

Is the bone marrow cavity dry?

The long bones of the limbs, not the top of the bones, but also some loose parts?

Take it apart, dig it out again, crush it, soak it in physiological saline, and centrifuge it in a centrifuge. At least you can get something out and throw it into a microscope to see if you can see the chromosomes!

After such violent dismantling, it was found that so few skeletons had chromosomes. Of course, the necromancers soon discovered that skeletons and abominations had the same problem:

The same skeleton soldier has several completely different chromosomes...

"And some are men! Some are women!" The necromancer who made the result complained angrily:

"This broken skeleton soldier didn't pick any of the bones he picked up to install on himself! No wonder it always behaves awkwardly when it advances! If it doesn't come from its own bones, why can't its power penetrate through it?! "

It is said that His Excellency the Immortal is also very interested in this project, and even once wanted to pick off his own bones, knock out the bones and extract the marrow, and test his chromosomes.

That is to say, he has advanced to the legendary level for more than two hundred years. The skull and the spine dragged under the skull have long been completely dry, and the soft tissue cannot be scraped out with a knife.

If we really want to get the chromosomes out, I'm afraid we have to grind the bones into powder, and then it's possible to toss out such a tiny bit of living tissue - the possibility is very slim.

The investment was too huge, and the possibility of yielding results was too small. Therefore, His Excellency the Immortal's impulse was stopped by the disciples around him with cold sweat and desperate efforts...

"Teacher, you don't have to do this!"

"If you want to test, just test ours!"

"We are all necromancers. We want to find out if there is anything special in the chromosomes that belongs only to necromancers and is deeply affected by negative energy. Just test ours! Teacher, please take care of yourself!"

The Immortal Lord regretfully gave up the idea of ​​testing himself. Then, he was eager to try again and turned his interest to another necromancy legend, a zombie living in the dark sky of subspace:

"Can you... give me some body tissue? Just a piece of skin!"

"roll!!!"

The Immortal Lord sighed and drifted away.

Without getting the experimental materials, he had no choice but to turn around and squeeze his disciples, disciples, disciples, and other necromancers who were interested in this direction:

"What are you still doing? Have you finished comparing the chromosomes of zombie dogs and living dogs?

What about zombie wolves and living demon wolves?

After providing a large amount of negative energy to guide the advancement, have the chromosome changes been made?

Have you found any way to guide your undead creatures to advance in a targeted manner? Or, guide extraordinary spots on chromosomes to achieve directional growth?

Nothing at all? ! Why are you still hanging around here without me! Hurry up and do some research and experiments! Staying here one by one, why do you still want to listen to an opera? "

The necromancers wailed and dispersed. Teacher, although we are necromancers, we are also living people...

If you are a living person, you must have some hobbies as a living person. Although most of my colleagues no longer like picking up girls, they don’t really like listening to operas, and their tongues are too slow to taste delicious food...

However, it’s not illegal to gather together to chat, gossip, and exchange the latest skinned versions of skeletons, right?

Just like this, I still have to push, push with all my strength... Look at the Thunder Horn across from me, their mentor is not urging them desperately. What? Their mentor went to Elf Island?

That's okay...

We cannot be allowed to go to Elf Island to do research. That problem belongs to His Excellency the Immortal, not ours...

The necromancers cursed and scattered to work. Good news came from the sky, another paper from the Plague Lord was sent, and this time they were designated to do it!

"Quick, quick, quick! Drive all the zombies out! Drive them out!" In the Tower of Sleeplessness, skeletons, zombies and various undead creatures were driven away by the necromancers:

"No low-level ones! At least you have to be able to activate extraordinary spells! You! It's you! Pick up that zombie's arm! Peel off a strip of skin! - Idiot! Why did you cut it off again!"

"If you don't know how to cut, just find a knight! - There is no knight? Isn't the death knight a knight?"

"The corpse witch's skin has turned into leather? Can't it be made? - Cut open its belly and pull out a piece of intestine! After the test, sew it back together! It needs to be sewed anyway!"

"Let them line up! Line up! Make a comparison between undead creatures of the same level and type! Those who gather the power of death to raise them are divided into one group, and those who do not gather the power of death are divided into one group. Be sure to make a good comparison!"

"Catch some naturally formed undead creatures! Compare the naturally formed ones with those made artificially! Hurry, apply for transportation routes and transportation time!"

"And ourselves! Don't forget ourselves! It is said that necromancers will be eroded by the power of death and their bodies will change. Let's see if these changes will be reflected in the chromosomes!"

"Queue up, all line up, come one by one, from the lowest level mage to the half-step legend, don't let anyone go!!!"

The necromancers spent all their time on experiments.

When I was hungry, I squatted next to Abomination, and while I was dissecting until green water flowed out, I summoned the hand of the mage, stuffed a sandwich into my mouth, and poured water into my mouth with a glass of water;

I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes. I found a corner out of the way and fell down on the spot. I disliked the lack of pillows, so I dragged a zombie over and let it stretch out one of its thighs to cushion it...

What?

dirty?

Smelly?

What does the cleaning spell do, and what does the bubble spell do? How can a magician who can skillfully use spells be troubled by dirty smells?

Under such intense research, good news soon spread from the Tower of Sleeplessness and the necromancers' towers in other places.

Whether it is zombies, undead knights, zombies, ghouls, corpse witches, abominations, even skeleton soldiers and zombie dogs, special existences are found in their chromosomes——

In addition to the golden light that represents extraordinary power, a strange fragment can be found in the chromosomes of all undead creatures.

This kind of fragment is particularly active when the necromancer controls undead creatures and launches extraordinary spells;

When the necromancer gathers the surrounding death energy and pours it into the undead creature, it is also particularly active, and even tends to actively prolong it;

When the necromancer endured the heartache, tore open the scroll and activated the holy light to shine on the undead creatures, it became active to an astonishing level - under the microscope, every break started from these fragments and points. …

"Based on the above research, we can conclude that after living creatures become undead, they do not completely lose their lives, but live in another way."

After studying a group of mummies from the Kingdom of the Sun, Archmage Heins wrote hurriedly:

"They also have chromosomes in their bodies, and although cells cannot divide and reproduce, they still have related reactions, especially changes in segments and points...

The proportion of these special fragments in the body of high-level undead creatures is obviously much greater than that of low-level undead creatures...

Necromancers, especially high-level necromancers, also have related fragments in their bodies, which harm their health, but also help them summon the power of death.

We have reason to believe that the Necromancer's final leap to the other side - becoming a lich - is also due to the special fragments of chromosomes in his body that increase it to a certain extent.

Understand this increasing process and know which fragments are safe to be infected, and the necromancer will be safer during the advancement process..."

He put down his quill and let out a long, leisurely sigh. As long as the undead creatures can be guided to evolve and mutate at the chromosome level, the power of Black Crow Swamp can reach a higher level;

Of course, it would be even better if it could really point out a way forward for the Necromancers...

He sighed deeply and turned to the mummy on the experimental table. Among these guys, there are high-level, near-legendary beings; but when will he himself become a legend?

Just as he was thinking about it, a wisp of black fire burst into flames. In the mage tower, the strong power of death was surging on the mummy's body, gathering towards him——

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