Chapter 598 Puppets and Wolves II

"Master, please follow me!"

Harlem bowed and motioned for Dean to follow him down.

Dean nodded and followed. Under the [Heart Like Still Water], Dean could clearly feel the vibration under his feet—the vibration of the liquid hitting the flask.

The downward stairs are located at the end of the cave in front of you, connected by a crude staircase.

There are ten steps in total. When passing the first and second steps, you need to bow your head to pass. With Dean's current figure, he almost has to bend over halfway.

"At that time, we only considered the experiment and did not consider other things!"

Harling apologized.

"Your job itself is to complete the experiment!"

Dean said with a smile.

For Dean, as long as Harlem and Jerry do their job well, it will be fine.

As for others?

The two of them are wizards, not masons.

Again, he wanted real results, not a vacation here.

Walking down the steps, Dean saw the body of the Conqueror King at a glance.

In fact, the other party's corpse was really conspicuous, still maintaining a sitting posture, with all kinds of rubber tubes inserted into his body, and these rubber tubes led to flasks and test tubes. The beating made the liquid in the flask boil - the vibration Dean heard came from here.

And a little farther away, there is a huge door.

Apparently King Conqueror's body was brought in there, not by the same stairs as him.

"Everything went well with the experiment, all that's left is time!"

Harlem walked to the body of King Conqueror, checked it carefully, and then turned to talk to Dean.

"how long will it take?"

Dean asked.

"It's still four weeks away!"

Harlem answered.

"Four weeks... very good, keep this progress!"

After pondering for a while, Dean carefully counted the time of Midsummer Night, and finally nodded with a smile.

According to the current progress, it is completely possible to catch up with Midsummer Eve.

"but……"

Harlem seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know how to speak. After Dean's puzzled eyes fell on him for a long time, the wizard continued: "Master, there is something different about this corpse!"

"What's different? What's different?"

Startled, Dean asked.

"Except for the strength of all aspects of the body. It seems to be alive!"

"Alive?!"

Dean exclaimed, subconsciously grasping the hilt of the [Dragon Head Great Sword].

"No, no, it's not what you imagined! What I said seemed to be! In order to fulfill your order, Jerry and I drew enough blood from it, according to the normal blood volume of the human body. This almost made the corpse inside However, when Jerry checked the corpse later, he found that the blood appeared again—although it was rare, but it did appear! They were absorbed by the corpse's bone marrow, liver, a little bit Made it!"

Harlem waved his hands again and again, and then said carefully.

"Can you still make blood?"

Dean frowned tightly.

"Well, in fact, there is still blood in a corpse nearly two hundred years ago. I was already surprised, but I didn't expect that this corpse seemed to be alive, and it was still producing blood—although the speed was very fast. Slow, but this process is real!"

Harlem nodded, looking at this corpse, which was quite tall for him, with all kinds of inconceivable in his eyes.

"Do you know why?"

Dean asked subconsciously.

However, after asking, Dean realized the stupidity of the question he asked.

If only Harlem could have known. It will definitely not be the expression in front of him.

"Is the new blood born different from the blood you drew?"

The next moment, Dean asked a question that should have an answer.

"There is no difference, they are all alive. It is like the blood of a living person, but...they come from a corpse!"

There was puzzlement in Harlem's words.

After Harlem's words fell, Dean walked up to the corpse again.

It's no different than when we first met.

That coercion still exists, but because of the change in strength. Dean can now easily ignore this coercion.

The Conqueror King's face was as sharp as a knife and an axe, with endless majesty, which matched the extremely burly figure very well.

Even though he was sitting there, he was still at eye level with Dean.

Dean can fully imagine that when the opponent stands up, that height is almost no less than his half-giant posture.

"Because of the 'road'? Or something else?"

Dean murmured softly.

For this man who almost unified the entire Godez, Dean never doubted the strength of the opponent, and with such strength, some incredible things in his opinion would become possible.

For example: resurrection after death!

After such speculation appeared in the bottom of Dean's heart, Dean's brows were immediately frowned even tighter.

After all, if this guess is true, the corpse in front of him should be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise it would definitely not be a pleasant thing to face the resurrected King Conqueror.

Unlike the current Godez, it can be said that it is fairly peaceful.

In Godez at the beginning, there were all heroes standing side by side, which was ten times or a hundred times more chaotic than it is now. Gold and silver level powerhouses appeared like a spring.

But there was one person who was able to overwhelm these strong men and dominate the entire Godez with a domineering attitude.

That's King Conqueror!

If it weren't for facing the Waterloo of life in the face of Bai Ye, the life of the King of Conquerors would be a perfect life.

But even this is enough to make people feel admirable.

Looking at the arrogance of the Gaosai people as the grandsons of the conquering princes, one can know the power of the conquering king.

According to Dean's guess, adding up all the gold in the Three Kingdoms of Gaosai, Xiti, and Emerald, including the King Xiti and Grand Duke Emerald, may not be able to deal with the King of Conquerors.

Because, according to the records, the conqueror fought against a country with one man.

That white night who forbids spells but develops martial arts to the limit!

Although it failed in the end, it was an honorable defeat.

Because, the King of Conquerors slaughtered all of Bai Ye's gold-level powerhouses—at least thirty of them.

Here's the record. It's not a legend!

If it was a legend, Her Majesty the 'Empress' of Emerald still had a hundred gold followers, but Dean remained skeptical about it.

but. Dean respected the 'Empress', the majesty who also prevented the King of Conquerors from conquering Godez.

Not only because of the name 'Elu Nick', but also because of the successor of this name.

...

Harlem stood aside, watching Dean silently staring at the body of the King of Conquerors, and remained silent.

For such a dead king.

Even wizards. But Harlem still has great respect.

If it wasn't for Dean's order, he would never have acted like a corpse.

"Perhaps you will be grateful for your lord's actions. After all, this can be regarded as a different kind of blood inheritance..."

Harlem couldn't help laughing self-deprecatingly towards the 'Bloodline Theory'.

Then there was a sudden flash of brilliance in front of his eyes, with a domineering meaning that almost shattered his soul, making Harlem subconsciously fall to the ground.

However, just when he was about to fall, that domineering intention disappeared.

Harlem stood there, dumbfounded, rubbing his eyes. Looking around, nothing has changed.

Dean still stood there, looking at the body of the King of Conquerors.

"What's the matter, Harlem?"

Dean discovered Harlem's anomaly.

"It's nothing, didn't you find anything wrong just now?"

Haring asked.

"What's wrong?"

Dean was taken aback.

"That's, that's..."

With a slightly stammering tone, Harlem expressed his feelings.

"This is because you have been in contact with the body of the King of Conquerors for a long time, and you have been affected by the residual breath-similar to the breath of a strong man, but the former is unconscious and requires long-term accumulation. The latter is extremely targeted , I can feel it right now!"

Dean explained with a smile.

"I see, I thought it was..."

Harlem let out a sigh.

"Well, what about the research on that golden potion?"

Dean nodded. Ask Harlem about another thing he ordered.

About the golden potion that can sublimate talents.

"Master, I'm sorry I can't do anything, unless I can use the golden potion itself in a large amount, otherwise, it's hard for me to deduce the original formula--and, even if my first officer uses the golden potion itself, it's also difficult to refine it. Such potions, at least, I have identified two of them, which have been extinct a hundred years ago, even if you go to the Secret Magic Island, it is impossible to find these herbs!"

As soon as the golden potion was mentioned, Harlem immediately had a bitter expression on his face.

Unlike the first two things, although the progress is slow, there are always gains, and the thing about the golden potion is impossible to succeed at all!

Facing the extinct herbs in the formula, he has nothing to do.

"Is that so? What if I don't need the exact formula ratio, but the medicine contained in it?"

Dean mused.

For the golden potion that can sublimate talent, Dean is not willing to give up just like this.

"Although this is a bit difficult, I should be able to do it! However, I need to consume some of that golden potion again!"

After a moment of hesitation, Harlem replied.

"As long as it doesn't exceed the limit I marked, you can use it as you like-now you and Jerry pack up the necessary items, you need a new laboratory!"

said Dean.

"Thank you for all you do!"

Regarding the purpose of this trip, Dean had informed Harlem and the two of them, and they had no objection to this.

Whether it is near the emerald northern snowfield or near the emerald capital, their experiments will not change, and this is their greatest prayer and satisfaction.

Soon Harlem was busy.

And Dean looked at the body of the King of Conquerors again.

With an extremely dignified attitude.

He asked word by word——

"Are you angry?"

PS The first update~(to be continued.) xh118

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