At night, the evening wind blows, bringing a chill.
Underground, laboratory.
"Anais, what is the current output of Knight's Blood?"
Just after the experiment was over, Sean saw Anais who had been waiting there for a long time. Now Anais' aura is much weaker and more stable than before. He has successfully transferred to a second-order gray-robed wizard.
"Master, now 20 pieces can be produced with the blood of the first-level knight, and 10 pieces can be produced with the blood of the second-level knight every month."
Ever since Sean bestowed the secret biography of "Scarlet Blood", Anais has changed his address to Sean from lord to young master, and regards himself as a domestic slave. Sean has not deliberately corrected this.
Hearing this output, Sean frowned slightly, it was a bit small compared to the demand, but he didn't say much, now the preparation of Knight's Blood is basically done by Anais alone, and he usually In addition to preparing potions, he also needs to practice and do other research, so the time is really tight.
"After a while, I will ask someone to pick a few apprentices for you. Take them with you and let them share for you."
"Okay, master."
Understanding what Sean meant, Anais immediately nodded in agreement.
"By the way, how is that chain recently?"
As soon as the conversation changed, Sean remembered the third-order strange item, the fiery chain, that Whitebeard had obtained from the madman back then.
Sean still pays more attention to this third-order strange object. After all, from the description of Whitebeard, this strange object is very powerful, but he has studied it for a long time and found nothing special. An accident happened when the object was transformed into a point of origin, and he felt resistance, although it was weak, but it did exist, which had never happened before, and the most important thing was that the chain spoke.
The Boya Great World is not the world of fairy tales. The strange things here have never been said to be magical, and it is strange to see the strange things speak. For this reason, Sean temporarily gave up the idea of ????transforming it into a source of power.
"It's still the same, arguing every day."
Speaking of this chain, Anais also had a weird expression on his face.
"I am the Lord of Purgatory, the Scarlet King, I am the Lord of Purgatory, the Scarlet King."
As soon as he stepped into the third floor of the underground laboratory, Xiao En heard this rather secondary roar.
In the cage made of steel, a black iron chain is constantly twisting its body in a closed glass box, just like a living thing, but perhaps because no one is using it, this chain can move , and no other capabilities.
"Is it still like this?"
Standing outside the cage and observing for a while, Sean was a little disappointed. He was very interested in this unusual and strange object, but unfortunately so far no breakthrough discoveries have been made.
Combined with the novels he had read, Sean once wondered whether the souls of some powerful characters were attached to this chain, but after observing for a period of time, he found that this possibility was very small. Just two sentences, without the slightest logic and spirituality, more like a repeater.
"Forget it, let's leave it at that for the time being, Anais, you should pay attention to observe it normally, and let me know in time if there are any changes."
After finishing speaking, Sean was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment, Blazing Chains spoke again.
"Slave, stop for me."
The sound of the chains was still second to none, but Sean really stopped.
"Are you talking to me?"
Turning around and looking at the chain, a fiery color flashed in Sean's blue eyes.
"Slave, stop for me."
"Slave, stop for me."
Facing Sean's inquiry, the chain once again turned on the repeater mode, and Sean was a little puzzled about this.
"Um?"
Just when Sean was about to continue communicating with Blazing Chains, a sudden change interrupted the process.
"Anais, keep an eye on it and pay attention to its changes."
After finishing speaking, Sean immediately turned around and left the underground laboratory in a hurry.
Botanical Garden, the top of the mountain, a forbidden place in Greenfield Town, welcomed the first stranger today.
"Huh? No longer here? It seems that my trip was in vain."
Appearing from the darkness, Silver Blood No. 3, silver-haired Beroni Sankoh looked up at the devil fruit tree that was close at hand.
Although he intends to test the greenfield townThe strength of the first level, but he is not arrogant enough to directly attack the lord's mansion, so he came to the top of the Botanical Garden, a place where the lords of Luye Town often come, based on the collected information, and wanted to find the fourth level by this, and try it out. He left before the others could react, but it was a pity that he was in vain.
"Hey, what kind of tree is this? Is it a supernatural plant? But why don't I feel the flow of magic power?"
Did not find the target, Belloni did not leave in a hurry, but looked at the devil fruit tree carefully, as if this was his own home.
"This fruit is so strange."
After looking around, Belloni found the devil fruit in the shape of a legendary animal-type ghost dragon.
The pale silver light in his eyes flickered, and Belloni inspected it carefully, but found no danger. His silver hair stretched behind him, and he climbed up, preparing to pick the fruit.
"Hey, are you going to steal my fruit?"
The casual smile disappeared, and his figure froze. At this moment, Belloni realized that a person came behind him at some point.
Muscles were tense and fighting spirit filled the air, Belloni turned around slowly.
His pupils turned completely silver. Looking at the giant-like white beard not far away, Belloni raised his vigilance to the highest level. In his perception, the white beard at this moment is like a stone, without a trace of life. , but this is simply impossible, because this is a living person who appeared in front of him.
"The young master said that stealing is bad behavior, are you ready to be beaten to death by me?"
Before the words fell, the figure of the white beard had disappeared in place.
"So fast."
The pupils constricted, and it was too late to dodge, Belloni could only cross his hands in front of his chest.
Boom, although he reacted in time and made an effective block, Whitebeard's fist was still not easy to catch, and Belloni was directly sent flying.
Daba, unloading, flipped in the air, and Belloni landed lightly on the ground, but there was a glaring streak of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"It's really a bit powerful, but it's interesting in this way."
Sucking, sticking out his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth, the silver light in Belloni's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Bloodline Liberation."
Roots of silver threads emerged from the flesh and blood, all over the body, and Belloni's body began to change, his height stretched, his limbs became thicker, his minions were sharp, and his face appeared like a wolf.
"This time you won't hit me so easily."
Seeing that the white beard disappeared from the spot again, Belloni drew a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and disappeared even when he moved his footsteps, the speed was no slower than that of the white beard. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com