I Will Be The Crowned King

When Anson hurried to the storage room of the second cultivation tank under the leadership of Rune, the door was already crowded with various figures, some he had seen in the past few days, and some he had never met before.

Almost all the staff of the "Inheritance of Blood" alchemy room were present.

Squeezing out a path in the crowd, Anson apologized to the "colleagues" beside him, and entered the room closely behind the Rune Club who had already rushed in.

Immediately, countless colored blocks of mixed colors twisted into an indescribable gesture, pouring into his eyes in an extremely intense form.

The first thing that caught my eye was the crying spirit pinned to the center of the room's ceiling.

The palms, soles, joints, necks, heads... are densely packed, with nearly a hundred iron nails connected to hollow and slender soft bodies like conduits, all over the elf's body, the wound seems to be unable to heal due to some force, and the bleeding elf emits almost The shrill cry of a baby made Anson dazed and lost his balance.

And at the other end of those "catheters", there are dozens of viscous, flesh-wrapped crystal containers; inside are soaked in green liquid of all kinds, all kinds of mutant beings and other things he has seen and never seen in this period of time. Experiments: skinny vampires, beastmen with antlers, ordinary human corpses, dead elf stumps...

They were soaked in the crystal container through a conduit, and their bodies were connected to the elves on the ceiling; along with the weak peristalsis and the faint red light on the conduit, it could be seen that some kind of liquid was slowly and orderly passing between them.

"Anson, Rune, are you back so soon?"

August turned back to the two with a smile, the dark red blood on his face and body and the torn wound on his shoulder made his gentle expression a little colder: "It's an accident, according to my usual habit, I I thought it would be a few hours later."

"Uh... um, it does seem to be earlier than usual."

Staring at the wound on his shoulder that was oozing thick black liquid, Anson, who was trying his best to restrain his dizziness, said with a slightly difficult smile:

"August, what is this...?"

"How do you say it, you can think of it as a small experiment." August chuckled lightly, with some disapproval in his eyes:

"Those guys outside the door must tell you that I have some incredible research results, right... How is it possible, how long did it take us to take over this project, just to read all their research materials in the past ten years? not enough!"

"So it's just a very novel idea temporarily, and another batch of test products just arrived, just to verify the conjecture - really, it's not that exaggerated."

Laughing casually, August ripped off the black "blood scab" on his wound, put it into his mouth like a snack, chewed it and swallowed it.

"A novel... idea?" An Sen asked as usual, trying not to show too much reaction.

"Yes, and it's actually quite interesting to say." August nodded, he thought for a while, then scratched his head with a wry smile:

"Sorry, because it's just an idea. I just designed the experiment but didn't do too detailed demonstration, so the explanation may not be particularly clear, so you can listen to it first."

"The situation is like this. We have figured out that the premise of elves' awakening mutation characteristics is emotions, and we also know that their mutations will continue to deteriorate with reproduction. At present, it seems that the latter is difficult to avoid, and only through similar elves. Mating can relieve it to a certain extent.”

"So I came up with an idea that as a mutant species, 'mutation deterioration' might also be a unique characteristic of elves."

"Unique feature?"

Anson glanced at Rune next to him, whose expression had begun to change from shock to solemnity, mixed with a bit of dazed panic.

"Growing minions because of anger, having the ability to read minds because of a desire to communicate, and strengthening flesh because of fear of death... These seemingly powerful characteristics are actually very similar to 'stress response' - the essence of elves actually does not want to awaken. Power, because the premise of power awakening...is pain."

It seems that the wound on the shoulder was involved, August paused, and then continued: "Only when the most extreme emotions are reached, the power in the blood can be awakened, and the purpose of power awakening is to solve extreme emotions. This may be the key to 'deterioration of blood vessels'."

"Essentially, because this stress response is not what they want, naturally they don't want this power to be passed on to future generations - this is a very natural idea of ​​group life, such as me, I don't want Li Sha has a similar experience to mine."

"While this leads to the 'blood degradation' of the descendants of elves, their body's adaptability to the surrounding environment has been greatly improved, and their sense of independence is stronger than before - so maybe it's not that the power is weakened, but that we can no longer Make them feel the same 'emotional stimulation' as the previous generation, so they can't get the same power."

"It's kind of like a weight and a scale. Suppose the first generation is zero, we give it a force that is two to the right, and it will become two, but because we have given this force, the second generation is likely to be minus one, and then Give equal power, and you can only get one."

"Of course this analogy is not very appropriate, but it can help us..."

"Wow--!"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp scream sounded from the ceiling.

Almost instantly, Anson felt as if thousands of needles had pierced into his celestial inspiration, penetrating the entire head directly from above.

But this feeling is only for a moment... A tinge of blood suddenly flashed in the pupils of the gentle Auguste, and the elf who was nailed to the ceiling immediately "actively" closed his mouth, and his flushed cheeks seemed to be forced to hold his breath. As a result, his eyes began to turn white.

"...Understand the properties of this mutant lifeform."

An Sen, who almost thought it was his own illusion, met his gentle gaze and swallowed hard.

How should I put it... Maybe it was because of the fact that he had been together for a while and the other party was very gentle, so he almost forgot that this was a real blasphemous mage, the kind who could strangle himself with just raising his hand.

"Well, it seems to be a bit off topic, but it is not particularly easy to explain this point, so please forgive me." August sighed with a smile, and explained hard:

"All in all, based on the view that 'the deterioration of blood is not due to mating, but because it can no longer achieve such strong emotions', we can think that this is the characteristic of elves as a kind of life, and it is very likely that it cannot be modified."

"In this case, can we create bloodlines that do not have this characteristic through the collision of mutations, rather than pure hybridization?"

"Because this trait is basically exclusive to elves, and other mutant species have very different causes and directions of mutation; so we combine two, or even more, mutations, and... poof!"

August snapped his fingers and spread his hands left and right: "A brand new mutation with both characteristics was born."

"It has the same 'stress response' as the genie, the difference is that the condition is no longer extreme emotions, but something else; as beings, the reason we resist stress is that it's not actually a good thing, but...if it is Woolen cloth?"

"What if this process doesn't make the new mutants miserable, or ensures that only the stressed parts of the population survive and become strong individuals with reproductive powers?"

"We as evolutionaries are always thinking about how to break the laws of the natural world, to push the boundaries of reality, and so far this is possible on an individual basis, but on a population level ... it can only be said that it is not ideal."

"Instead of insisting on violating the laws of nature, it is better to consider conforming to some of them first. After all, our current goal is to allow the power of the three major magics to be passed on smoothly by one ethnic group."

"Compliant?"

Rune on the side has recovered from the initial shock, but there is no joy or excitement in his expression. He still frowns, as if he is trying his best to endure something:

"You mean... it should be in line with the evolutionary path rules of the three major magic... right?"

"On the contrary, my dear Rune, the least important thing in this mutation inheritance is whether it conforms to the three evolutionary paths." August shook his head, still smiling like a small talk:

"To be honest, I think you Boredim believers seem to have become a bit rigid and rigid by the prophecies of the apostles. If you were in Breeze City before, you should not say such irrelevance. The point is."

"It doesn't matter?" Rune's pupils shrank suddenly, and his voice increased slightly:

"Is it in line with the three evolutionary pathways...it doesn't matter?"

"All in all, after giving up the stubbornness that we must maintain the three magics, we only started from mutation, and our choices and success have improved a lot... Fortunately, we finally talked about it before everyone was impatient."

Along with August's self-deprecating hand, there was a burst of well-meaning laughter inside and outside the room.

Of course, Rune was not among them... Glancing at Rune, whose face became increasingly ugly, Anson said silently in his heart.

On the opposite side, August, who still didn't realize what the consequences of his "ignorance" would cause, was already talking eloquently: "Incorporating mutation as a specific attribute, combined with the 'stress response' of elves, In the bloodline of a certain group of intelligent races, good feedback ensures that this bloodline can be completely inherited, or even strengthened!"

"Imagine that there is such a race... It seems ordinary, but it has excellent reproductive ability, and some powerful individuals will trigger the 'stress response' in the blood for some special reasons, awakening and mutation."

"Maybe it's the strong vitality of the tree people, maybe it's the immortal attribute of vampires, maybe it's the excellent intuition and reaction of the beastmen, or even the adaptability of the elves... ever-changing."

"And the basis of these mutations are all three major magics, which means that compared to the power we get through the way, although the mutation of their awakening has a lower starting point, in a sense, it is closer to the essence of the three true gods."

"As long as there is enough time and the stress response is constantly triggered, we can get closer and closer - yes, I'm going to use the analogy of weights and scales again, elves can trigger great reactions because of emotional stimulation, But because the first 'stress' effect was too extreme, the follow-up lacked potential."

"And this brand new mutation... its conditions no longer require extreme emotions, but there are as many variations as the mutations they acquired, then there must be one that is most suitable for evolution!"

After a slight pause, August, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, pointed behind him: "It doesn't matter if you can't find it for a while, because as long as this species has a strong enough reproduction ability, and the mutation ability is passed on through reproduction, it will make more and more It's only a matter of time before more of the same species gains the ability to mutate."

"What we need to do at that time is to wait, wait for them to give birth to the best mutation, the most suitable 'stress response' for evolution. Individuals with this are the 'perfect samples' we are looking for!"

"On top of this sample~www.novelmt.com~ we will be able to uncover the secret of the fusion of the three major magics. The real...from the moment of birth, we can break the bloodline of the world's shackles."

"The big plan is no longer a dream. The evolution and freedom that the Three True Gods desire will be truly realized."

"Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years... Time will give us the answer."

The softly muttered words drew a rest, and the hands that he put down came to an end.

In an instant, there was thunderous applause inside and outside the room.

The expressionless Anson looked at August, who was smiling peacefully, the researchers in the alchemy room who were so excited that they started to cry, and Rune, whose face was extremely ugly.

The sense of absurdity, which he once regarded as a joke, reappeared in his mind.

"but!"

August suddenly raised his hands at the same time, and interrupted the excited crowd with a smile on his face: "This is all just conjecture, I can't even tell you the most crucial principle, that is, the method of mutation combination, Because I haven't fully figured it out myself!"

"The most important thing is that there is not only one combination of mutations, there are already four, and there should be more in the future - after all, the more samples, the higher the success rate, so it is really not like what we have now. It's as simple as that."

"So everyone, don't be too happy. At least for now, everyone must continue to work hard in the original direction. As for this... I will study it in private first, and then tell my colleagues when there is a real possibility of success."

"Before that day, let's take it as a record, and then give it a code name that is convenient for discussion, uh... um, just, just, call... call... call..."

"Bloodline... power."

An Sen, who was muttering to himself, blurted out subconsciously.