Wizard

According to the records in the notes that Gatsby has deciphered, if the fusion completed on the bloodline altar can reach a perfect state, then the fusion will be able to obtain the racial talents of the residual limb creatures during their lifetime.

The lesser fusion can give the recipient of the fusion a bloodline mark and several opportunities to display the racial talent of stump creatures.

But now that he has opened his mouth to explain, Gatsby, who is a fanatical scholar, no longer conceals the relevant data and experimental conclusions, and tells them clearly as if showing off.

Over the course of hundreds of years, Gatsby completed more than 600 blood fusions on this bloodline altar. Except for the more than 100 failures caused by the wrong use of the bloodline altar in the early stage, Gatsby used other creatures. In the case of the stump of fusion as a fusion, although his success rate is not high and there is no perfect fusion result, but when successful, it can really make the recipient of the fusion have a blood mark, and failure will at most cause fusion The person's short-term weakness will not leave serious sequelae.

And this bloodline mark that appears on the fusion is generally a sign that only appears when a wizard with racial talent strips this racial talent to give it to other creatures. This is the only mark that allows low-level wizards to perform beyond. A special case of its power magic.

In other words, if a wizard reaches the dawn level, if he strips off his own racial talents and grants a wizard apprentice, then after the wizard apprentice inspires the bloodline mark, he can use the dawn level wizard to release. The talented spell, and its strength is also the water layer of the dawn wizard!

But letting a wizard with racial talent strip his talent spells is basically inoperable, because stripping talent spells is equivalent to extracting talent spells from the wizard’s soul This part of memory. The degree of cruelty and pain is beyond imagination, and it is not to say that the talents of the race can be simply stripped away from the talents and spells of oneself. The difficulty is even more than that of wizards.

Therefore, although it is said that ancient wizards once created a secret method that can forcibly strip away the talents and abilities possessed by wizards with racial talents, this secret method has always only existed in legends, and there have been no successful cases. There is no corroborating information, so this is still regarded as a legend until now, and no one will believe it.

But Gatsby became more excited as he spoke, his face flushed as if he was stunned and became a little incoherent. Every time the silver-white light of the Star Demon's broken arm approaching Lei Meng would make him dance with excitement.

But Raymond standing next to him felt ridiculous the more he listened.

There are no successful cases of perfect fusion, and Gatsby's only successful fusion example is just to give a certain characteristic of a certain kind of monster to another low-grade monster. Therefore, in Raymond's understanding, this kind of fusion is just like the grafting of plants, and it is impossible to verify the effectiveness of the bloodline altar in front of you!

So in the end, only Gatsby was left praising his research results endlessly. But Raymond, who was full of black lines, was extremely helpless.

Fortunately, in the end Gatsby found Raymond's silence. And as if he had guessed the opinion he wanted to express, he immediately grabbed Raymond in a rage and rushed out of the room, turned left and right in the passage of his test area, and finally led him to a house like a breeding A place like a field.

Devil lizard, tarantula, snow wolf, piranha, thunder bamboo...

These racially gifted monsters and magical plants fell silent immediately after Gatsby arrived. Those who were able to move curled up and hid in the corner of the cage, and those magical plants were trembling with trembling branches and curled leaves, looking like they were afraid of death.

Gatsby, who looked as if insulted, walked around in front of all the cages, grabbing Raymond by the neck. Eventually issued an angry roar. "Now I see how you question the old man! All the creatures here have successfully merged on the bloodline altar, and each of them has a bloodline mark that the original species does not possess!"

But when he rushed out of the bloodline altar room, the furious Gatsby had already spread his pressure field, so Raymond, who was clutched by his neck, was not only unable to speak, but even his breathing became It's extremely difficult.

Seeing Raymond’s face turned blue, Gatsby, who had just reacted, immediately tightened his breath, snorted and threw Raymond down, and then pulled out a fist-sized tarantula from the cage beside him. , Turned its abdomen up and sent it to Raymond's eyes.

Ramon, the tarantula that exists in multiple planes, is no stranger. Although he has never seen a tarantula in the nightmare world, the abdomen of the one in front of him is obviously different from what he remembers.

Retrieving the tarantula's video from the chip record, Raymond immediately discovered the abnormality in the tarantula's abdomen.

The abdomen of an ordinary tarantula is snowy white without any patterns, but the abdomen of the one in front of you is blue, and there are four yellow markings that appear to be naturally formed.

He raised his head suspiciously and snorted before Raymond asked Gatsby. After throwing the tarantula back to the cage, he pointed to the cage with contempt and shouted in a vicious voice. "How to make tarantulas afraid to attack, you should know how to do it!"

Seeing that Gatsby was on the verge of an explosion, Raymond, who didn't want to provoke him, nodded immediately, followed a ray of flames from his fingertips, and slowly entered the tarantula's cage, swaying around it to threaten .

The fire-fearing tarantula immediately made a hissing sound, and quickly retreated to the corner of the cage, waving its two forelimbs in a threatening motion, but the slowly approaching flame quickly made it lost. control.

The spider silk shot from the tail melted in the flame, and the pitch-black venom from the mouthparts turned into mist in the flame and rose up.

But the flames that were still slowly approaching made the tarantula's hissing sound become abrupt, and then a white light flashed in the tarantula's mouthparts, and followed by a lightning bolt hit the flame. , Although still unable to make the flames disappear, Leimen, who was extremely surprised, had already interrupted the control of the flames, causing the flames of this spell to disappear immediately.

Gatsby, who stood aside and saw everything, laughed proudly. Behind him, he grabbed the tarantula hiding in the corner of the cage, and turned it over to make his abdomen leak again. In front of Raymond.

Without Gatsby's explanation, Raymond had already seen the change. The yellow markings on the cyan abdomen were missing one, and the other three were also dimmed.

"See? This tarantula has the blood of a thunder beast, so it can use thunder beast's talent. Just now there are still four bloodmarks, but after casting it once, there is one less mark on its abdomen!"

The tarantula placed in front of Raymond was dying, but after checking it in his hand, Raymond discovered that it only consumed a lot of physical strength. The lightning that surpassed its own strength just now did not cause its body. abnormal.

"Gatsby, you use a thunder beast with the strength of a third-level wizard apprentice as a fusion, and let this tarantula, which is not even a beast, be fused?" The stunned Leimen felt a little confused in his thoughts and muttered He whispered out his guess. "Does the strength of the fusion person have to be lower than the strength of the person deprived of talent, so that the bloodline mark can appear?"

Gatsby, who laughed again, carefully put the tarantula in Raymond's hand back into the cage, and then shouted triumphantly. "Boy! It seems that you already understand the role that the bloodline altar can play, so now you can honestly cooperate with the old man to use the bloodline altar to fuse the star devil's broken arm for you!"

"No hurry! No hurry! I still need to think about this matter..."

But before Raymond had finished speaking, Gatsby, who was already furious, reached out and grabbed Raymond by the collar, turned around, rushed outside and roared furiously. "I still want a fart! There is so much trouble there, hurry up and prepare with me!" (To be continued...)