Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes - v3 Chapter 173 where the root lies

"..."

Taking a deep look at Ogman, Anvis said nothing.

Through the induction of the Twisted Seed, he was able to determine that there seemed to be some kind of problem with the other party's mental state, but when Ogman stood in front of him, he found nothing.

This is obviously abnormal, but Anvis couldn't determine the source of the problem. The other party seemed to have a way of hiding or snooping that he didn't know yet.

Will it be the effect?

Spiritual power swept through the huge cultivation jar beside Ogman again, the strange creatures in the jar did not respond, and there was no sense of crisis in Anvis' mind.

"Please come with me, Your Excellency the Supervisor, the cultivation tank of the third-generation demonized soldier experimental body is here."

On the other hand, Ogman had already walked towards the darkness in the depths of the laboratory on his own, ignoring Anvis' actions at all.

"Okay... But Your Excellency Ogman, I heard that you have something to meet with Your Excellency Anvis?"

After thinking about it for a moment, Anvis simply continued to follow Ogman calmly, preparing to visit the "third-generation demonized soldier" that the other party called him, while trying to find a breakthrough point from other directions.

"Meet Your Excellency Anvis? Yes... I have some more private matters that I need to discuss with Your Excellency Anvis, related to [Perfect Blood]."

From the darkness in front of the laboratory, Ogman answered his own question.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency Regulator, I can only tell you so much."

For the rest of the journey, the two were silent, and soon, three smaller cultivation tanks appeared in Anvis's telepathy.

As Ogman said, in the induction of Anvis, the breath of the demonized soldiers in the three cultivation tanks reached the seventh-order standard.

The sixth and seventh orders are the biggest watershed between magic construction and alchemy, and the biggest barrier lies in the materials.

Also as a subject that changes the form of matter, the emphasis between alchemy and magic construction is completely different.

A construction factory can produce hundreds of finished constructions in a day, quickly arming an army, but they can only exert low-level power.

A skilled alchemist can successfully refine a seventh-order magic jewelry in a month, which is powerful, but only one.

This is a ratio of utilization and efficiency. Alchemy can over-explore the value of materials, but the efficiency is low. The Magic Construct can only play the lower limit of the material, but it is extremely efficient.

Because there are not many high-level materials, it is better to use alchemy to maximize the value of materials. This leads to the fact that magic guide constructions are usually made of medium and low-level materials, and of course high-level materials cannot be touched.

However, the demonized flesh and blood researched by Ogman solved the problem of materials in a sense.

The high-level Warcraft flesh and blood prepared with perfect blood is enough to replace the metal material of the construction itself, carrying the seventh-order magic power.

Combined with a high-power magic power source and various building modules with different functions, it has become a war weapon that everyone has to pay attention to.

The most important thing is that enchanted flesh and blood can be cultivated in batches through petri dishes. Even if the cultivation speed is not as fast as pure construction, it is far faster than the hand-made alchemical items of the caster.

Since Ogman himself is not proficient in construction, the enchanted soldiers in the cultivation tank are all basic forms without any modules installed. Ogman is responsible for combining with enchanted flesh and blood, similar to the relationship between bones and muscles.

The three cultivation tanks are the result of the fusion of several different bloodlines, and they are the three fusion variants with the strongest affinity for magic, the strongest vitality, and the strongest explosiveness.

After checking the situation of the third-generation demonized soldier experimental body, Anvis had nothing else to do, so he could only leave with Ogman's polite farewell.

After walking out of Ogman's laboratory, Anvis directly used the supervisor's authority to enter the core control room of the base and began to read the base's bottom information monitoring log.

There is a famous saying in the circle of prophets-everyone has gone wrong, and there will be traces.

As long as the opponent interferes with the operation of the base, it will inevitably leave some abnormal records in the spirit of the base's main control construct.

Resource collection, personnel changes, material consumption...

Soon, Anvis discovered a detail. Since the fire month of 2462 in the glorious calendar, the demand for [purifying dust] in the base began to decline, and finally almost completely disappeared.

That thing was provided by Bishop Yanil. Although the curse on the island dissipated, the dreams of professionals would still be affected by some residual ripples.

[Purification Dust] can help professionals purify these cursed fragments, allowing them to rest normally.

In other words, the quality of sleep of the professionals in the base seems to have suddenly improved recently.

What a great news.

Walking out of the base without a word, Anvis wandered casually, as if enjoying the scenery of the island.

Soon, the endless blue sea appeared in his sight, and he had reached the beach.

Looking around, Anvis' eyes quickly fell on a gray granite pier that was already dilapidated.

He vaguely remembered that when he first came to this island, the black galleon seemed to be docked here.

Walking over, Anvis sat down cross-legged at the top of the pier, his consciousness gradually sinking into a hazy state.

If there is no problem in the main material world anyway, then the other party is likely to be in the dream world.

Gradually, Anvis suddenly felt that the air suddenly became moist, as if a drop of rain fell on his head.

The next moment, more soybean-sized raindrops poured down, and then slipped on the magic layer of Anvis' bodyguard.

He looked up and found that the entire island in the dream world was tightly shrouded by thick dark clouds, and the light was dim like night.

"Need any help, this strange lord?"

A male voice came from behind Anvis without warning.

Anvis turned back suddenly, and found that a dark galley was parked behind him, and the words just now were asked by a crew member who was wrapped tightly and only showed two dark yellow eyes on the deck.

"..."

Watching all this in silence, Anvis turned back again and looked in the direction of the island.

At the end of his gaze, the familiar cursed town [Ravanese] stood out!

"Hehe... I'm afraid it will rain for a long time. You'd better go to the tavern in town to avoid the rain."

Seeing that Anvis hadn't replied for a long time, the strange crewman laughed and returned to the cabin on his own, ignoring Anvis.

"Yes, it's better for you to go to the pub to take shelter from the rain first."

Anvis turned to look, a figure dressed as a tramp stood at the entrance of the pier in the rain. But strangely, his facial features were always shrouded in darkness.

"……yes?"

Looking at the faceless man, Anvis himself was not afraid. There was no warning from his intuition as an eighth-order prophet, indicating that at least there was no danger that could threaten him in a short period of time.

The skilled artisan boldly followed the homeless man to the only tavern in the town. Anvis got a strange pale key from the bartender who also covered his face.

The moment he entered the room, Anvis could feel that he seemed to finally meet a certain condition and something started to happen.

On the dark street like midnight, among the hazy rain curtains, a female figure with a perfect and pale body but a smooth face suddenly appeared blurry from the end of the long street.

At the same time, a long-lost feeling of trembling once again enveloped Anvis' whole body, as if the creature's instinct was to face higher-level life.

Invincible, invincible, invincible...

From the moment that strange female figure appeared, Anvis felt that he could no longer leave this dream freely. Wanting to escape by returning to the real world has become a luxury.

She began to approach ~www.novelbuddy.com~ and Anvis seemed helpless.

Really?

In the room, watching the creeping existence gradually approaching, Anvis suddenly showed a cold smile.

"Pomiya, in the name of the controller, comes to this world!"

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