Chapter 1118 Blood Prison and Snake Mother (4600 4800 Supplement)
Dick collar.
within the cemetery.
A humble funeral is going on.
Not many people came to offer condolences, and the expression on the tombstone was not very sad.
The old tomb keeper Quasimodo is finally dead. Compared with his father and siblings, he is really lucky to die in bed.
He didn't have any friends above the town, and the funeral was organized by Aaron, a 'distant relative'.
After Quasimodo died, Aaron became the new tomb keeper.
It is said that although the position of tomb keeper is unlucky, there is always a bit of oil and water. In fact, there are many free people in the town who covet this position.
However, in terms of means, none of them can play Aaron, who is so mature and skilled, that they are defeated one after another.
Aaron only paid a little money to bribe the mayor and make himself the new tomb keeper.
...
late at night.
Inside the gravekeeper's hut.
The house here is no longer the original one, it has been rebuilt and remodeled.
There is even a dark room, which is now used by Aaron as his own herbal room.
Gollum!
In the crucible on the alcohol lamp, the blood-red potion was constantly bubbling out.
Aaron looked solemn, adding a few more herbs to it from time to time.
In the end, he even took out a small white flower with a black face on its petals.
"Wraith Flower..."
Aaron murmured, tore off a petal, and dropped it into the cauldron.
Stab it!
The petals were instantly corroded and merged into the medicinal liquid.
With the burning of the flame, the bubbles disappeared strangely, the surface of the medicinal liquid was uneven, and a human face emerged...
The human face was weeping, and the dark bugs crawled out of the cauldron.
"Failed again..."
Aaron sighed and lit the fire to burn all the bugs.
When the worm the size of a black ant was burned, it made a sound like a girl crying, and it was very infiltrated in the small secret room.
Aaron's expression remained unchanged. He had already dealt with this kind of failure.
At this point, immediately unplug the other test tube.
A large amount of white mist emerged from the test tube instantly, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.
Then, he poured the test tube directly over the crucible.
In the crucible at this time, countless medicinal liquids flowed out, and the human face was like a balloon being blown up, constantly expanding and expanding... It gradually became half the size of a human head, and it almost burst.
The next moment, countless white mists descended from the sky, making a sizzling sound.
After the white fog dissipated, there was only one ice sculpture left.
The crucible, with its human face, flames... seems to be sealed inside the ice sculpture and can no longer be leaked.
"Warlock's potion is really weird...even if it's only close to the Warlock level..."
Looking at this scene, Aaron sighed.
In Aerys's notes, there was also the leakage of the Warlock's laboratory, which led to the appearance of countless strange curses and the death of one place.
Now it seems that it is not groundless.
"However, this failure is still valuable."
Aaron was refreshed and came to the desk next to him to write down his experience and lessons this time: "The Wraith Flower can indeed assist the fusion of blood... a deeper level of fusion! It's just... Neutralizers and catalysts are needed... "
Although the witcher also takes extraordinary materials and undergoes genetic mutation, the fusion with the bloodline is not complete enough.
That's why they fail!
The "Blood Prison Potion" that Aaron is going to develop is a master-level demon hunter, which requires changes not only in genes, but also in soul.
Otherwise, it would not involve anything to increase the talent of the warlock.
"But the pharmacy involving the soul... will develop in a strange direction..."
"But even the witcher... the illusion during the trial of the Red Mountain is inseparable from the weirdness..."
"So... let's love it!"
The Wraith Flower originally grew in the environment of countless corpses, and was born with endless resentment.
The use of such extraordinary materials is bound to have some side effects.
Aaron was already mentally prepared for this.
Time is like water.
In a blink of an eye, several years passed, and Ellie finally successfully meditated on nine bloodline runes, condensed the bloodline seeds, and became a junior warlock apprentice.
After getting the news, Aaron was very happy.
After all, chickens have made achievements!
This baby is not his, and it doesn't feel distressed at all, that is double the happiness!
He changed his face slightly, turned into the old witcher Zorro, and came to the village where Ellie settled.
"Uncle Zorro!"
Ellie, wearing a floral dress, greeted her cheerfully: "I succeeded!"
"Um!"
Aaron had noticed that Ellie was fast, almost as fast as him.
It seems that after becoming a junior warlock apprentice, the increase in the physical quality of the bloodline seed is beyond his imagination.
"Let's go out and find another place..."
He looked at the people in the village. After all, he didn't want to be too conspicuous, and took Ellie to a small wood.
"Come on...use your strongest power and attack me!"
Aaron lowered his voice.
"I... I'm afraid I'll hurt Uncle." Ellie seemed a little hesitant.
After becoming a warlock apprentice, she has broken furniture several times because she couldn't contain the skyrocketing power.
"Don't underestimate your Uncle Zorro!" Aaron laughed: "Uncle is a witcher!"
"OK then!"
Just as Ellie hesitated to agree, a huge fist appeared in front of her eyes.
Her body's instinctive reaction made her head tilt, and then immediately jumped away, glaring at Aaron who was sneaking a sneak attack. With a flash, she came to Aaron's side, stretched out her feet, and tried to trip him.
But the next moment, Ellie felt the world spinning, and she fell to the ground.
"Get up...I already understand your strength. Although it is strong, you still lack actual combat experience..."
Aaron pulled Ellie up, secretly surprised.
Ellie was just an ordinary woman before, but after condensing the seed of blood, her physical quality is no worse than that of the average witcher master.
But how much pain and training did the master witcher go through?
In comparison, Warlocks are too blessed.
'And... Warlocks can also breed offspring...'
'Thinking about it this way... the witcher is really sad. ’
"Sorry, I'll try my best..."
Ellie subconsciously apologized.
"Next, your task is to first learn to control your own power and master some fighting skills... In addition, the daily "Blood Without Darkness" meditation cannot be left behind..."
Aaron encouraged Ellie a few more words and followed her back to the village.
Outside the village, a boy in a straw hat had been waiting, craned his neck and looked at the intersection.
It wasn't until he saw Ellie that he shook his straw hat excitedly, and when he saw Aaron next to him, he stuck out his tongue and turned around and ran away.
"Ellie...what's going on?"
Aaron knew this, but pretended to see it for the first time and asked, "Who is he?"
"He... he is little Jack, the second son of the village chief's family..." Ellie twitched her fingers uncomfortably.
"Haha... My Ellie has grown up." Aaron sighed: "But be careful, don't be fooled into the barn or haystack by young people with a few words, otherwise you will regret it..."
"what are you talking about!"
Ellie's face was as red as two big apples, she said in a sullen voice.
...
After teasing Ellie, the key is to collect some data about the junior warlock apprentice, Aaron's mood to become a warlock apprentice has become more urgent.
However, he could endure in the end.
There are only two resentful spirit flowers, the source is very cherished and precious, and we can only test it slowly.
Two years later, Ellie married little Jack and formed a new family.
Aaron, as the elder of the woman, went to send blessings.
And after returning to the cemetery, he immediately went to the basement.
While attending the wedding today, he suddenly had an inspiration. He finally broke through the last barrier of the blood prison medicine. At this time, there was an urgent need for experimentation.
Gollum!
In the boiling potion, a petal of the Wraith Flower fell into it and was rapidly corroded.
A distorted face emerged.
At the moment when the human face appeared, Aaron dropped three drops of graphite-like black liquid with lightning speed.
The face was instantly dyed into pitch black, unable to break through this layer of black film.
A minute has passed...
Two minutes, five minutes...
Aaron withdrew the flame and watched the medicinal liquid gradually congeal. From beginning to end, the face did not escape the blockade of the black film, so he couldn't help nodding his head: "A new generation of medicinals... The development is finally completed."
He then conducted a series of experiments on the latest model of blood prison medicine, confirming that the various indicators met the standard and the side effects were not strong, especially after there was no danger to his life, he chose a certain day to adjust his mental state to Best, swallowed the 'Blood Prison Potion'!
The blood prison potion tastes good, kind of like a strawberry milkshake.
However, after swallowing it all, Aaron was stunned.
As if he was drunk, he lost consciousness in an instant.
When he came back to his senses, he found himself standing on a blood-red continent.
During the Red Mountain trial, the hallucination of a huge and incomplete woman he had seen before reappeared in front of him.
But this time, through the black hole-like mouth of the opponent, a subtle and direct-sounding voice was emitted!
It is a mysterious language that makes people understand its meaning as soon as it is heard!
"Snake...the...mother!"
"Evil...the...flower..."
"Snake mother, who is this existence?"
Aaron frowned and decided to check the folk customs and religious beliefs of Yadsen Continent after he went back, especially the legends about snakes.
Suddenly, that mutilated and huge woman exploded!
Countless crimson blood washed over the earth like a torrent!
This time, I was caught off guard, and Aaron was washed away in an instant!
Aaron feels his spirit is sinking, which is not a good sign.
He struggled hard against the red tide, to no avail.
Even so, his expression remained calm, looking for an opportunity to escape.
finally……
In the sky, a twisted red bird seemed to fly by.
The opponent's claws lowered, and vaguely, you could see the scarlet bird's eyes and most of the rotten wings.
Without any hesitation, Aaron jumped vigorously and grabbed the opponent's claws.
His figure finally left the red tide!
...
in reality.
Aaron opened his eyes, and there was some cold sweat on his forehead.
"If I can't get out of that crimson tide, what will happen eventually?"
He muttered to himself, vaguely knowing that it would definitely not be a good thing.
"Fortunately... Finally, through the third genetic mutation, I became the master of the witcher..."
Aaron clenched his fists, feeling the power surge again.
However, this is only the most trivial change.
He closed his eyes slightly and began to visualize the star map.
The previously obscure star map appeared in an instant, making him feel the chaotic power in the void!
Even when running "Blood Without Darkness" again, most of the obscurity disappeared at once!
"Finally... not only genetic mutation, but also the blood of the bloodthirsty wild bird is integrated in the soul, so that I have a bit of warlock talent?"
Aaron glanced at the attribute column:
【Name: Aaron (Zorro)】
[Talent: Immortality]
【Age: 140】
[Occupation: Demon Hunter (Grandmaster)]
【Gene mutation: three times】
[Gene Ability: Surge of Blood, Manipulation of Blood (Single Player), Domain of Blood]
[Meditation: Blood without Darkness (13/100) (first floor)]
[Warlock Talent: Ninth Class]
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"The field of blood... is actually a large-scale blood manipulation. In terms of effect... it can be compared to the level 0 witchcraft of a warlock apprentice..."
Feeling the detailed information from the attribute panel, Aaron nodded secretly.
Then, when he saw the progress of the meditation method, he almost vomited blood: "It's been almost ten years, and it's still this progress... If you don't improve your talent, it's really hard to get along..."
On the other hand, the talents of the warlocks were all digitized, which made Aaron a little surprised.
"The ninth grade? It's not the worst tenth grade, but it can be considered earned... After all, the Wraith Flower is only an apprentice-level material..."
He can increase his talent, relying on the accumulation of mysticism masters, and even the data of the witcher's experiments.
The Wraith Flower is just one of the necessary conditions.
Even so, this kind of potion that can increase talent, once it leaks out, will have endless troubles.
"Although the witcher needs to mutate three times and pass a difficult judgment, it is possible to awaken a little bit of warlock talent, and no one wants it in the warlock continent... but in the Adelson continent, it is still enough for other royal families to compete with the great nobles. Broken."
"After all, even the descendants of the warlock family have to face the problem of thin blood... Intermarriage of close relatives can only be delayed, not avoided... In order to obtain the tribe with the talent of warlock, even if the mortality rate is very high, they are willing to give it a try. try."
Aaron touched his chin, and instantly felt that this potion formula was still hidden and kept secret.
Otherwise, the treatment he enjoys may be even crazier than the encirclement and suppression of Lancaster back then.
The good things that increase the talent of warlocks must be available in Warlock Mainland, but not in Addison Island.
Once it is leaked, it will be a bloody storm immediately!