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Chapter 266

Seeing that Sheila seemed to have regained her sanity under her transformation, and began to communicate with Izo.

The alchemist Dotya standing nearby also had a hint of excitement in his eyes.

This alchemist, who looks bright and beautiful in the guise of a young girl but whose actual age is unknown, is now filled with an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.

"As I expected, that alchemical potion still has room for improvement.

"My suggestion to the [Minister] to immediately contact me to adjust this warrior's 'arm' if there's any abnormality turned out to be correct.

"The experimental procedures I'll write down shortly will become a priceless piece of flesh-transformation technology coveted by other alchemists, no matter where it's taken."

He observed for a while the performance of [Subject No. 1], the first one of his subordinates who had successfully survived the experiment but was close to failure, and obtained enough data.

Dotya suppressed his inner joy of success and returned to work.

She first squeezed the Philosopher's Stone in her palm and confirmed that the successful 'transformation' of Sheila only consumed a small amount of the powder of the item.

Only then did he carefully put this pigeon egg-sized, blood-red alchemical treasure into his pocket.

He then sat down at the experimental table and began to write his own experimental report.

"After consuming a small amount of Philosopher's Stone powder to activate alchemy, the performance of Experimental Subject No. 1 (Sheila) and Alchemy Potions Tester No. 3 (Izo) after 'adjustment' was not significantly different."

After recording the dosage of the Philosopher's Stone used for the 'adjustment' and the precautions for each operation on a piece of paper, Dotya wrote down the conclusion with great interest.

[Experiments have shown that the appearance of human flesh can be altered at will after acquiring the characteristics of various dangerous species such as [Creeping Thing]]

[The research direction of using dangerous species to transform the human body, allowing people to acquire certain characteristics to recover from injuries, and thus achieve human immortality, has certain feasibility.]

[However, the experimental subjects that have been successfully 'transformed' have all shown signs of confusion, irritability, and low intelligence. We must be wary of the side effects of this transformation.]

Just as the alchemist was writing a report at high speed, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her shoulder as if her bones were being crushed, as if she was being clamped by the claws of a wild beast.

At the same time, an angry androgynous voice came to my ears.

"Are you the one who performed the surgery on me?
"Have you noticed that there's something missing from my body?"

At this moment, the one who was about to crush Dotya's shoulders was Sheela, who found that his body was extremely smooth and missing some parts, and began to blame his "attending doctor".

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Despite the excruciating pain in his body, the alchemist's heart was filled with unprecedented joy.

[Not bad, the performance of the body after the 'transformation' can actually make such a huge leap.]

[This gem, called the Philosopher's Stone, may not be genuine, but it does have a significant bonus to alchemy and can also be used as a universal material to amplify and repair equipment.]

[I must never let anyone know that I have this thing, otherwise I will never have peace.]

[However, unless my enemy has a strong knowledge of alchemy, even if they kill me, they will miss this valuable item.]

She calmly finished writing the last line of the report, bound it into a book, then turned her head to look at Silla and said indifferently.

"you're awake?

"It looks like your operation was successful.

"The injuries inflicted on you by that man named Fang Yi have completely 'recovered'."

The completely naked Silla subconsciously straightened her smooth, white belly, and shook her jade-white legs.

When he realized that his organs were missing, his pale face turned visibly to tomato color.

The next moment, a sound like the roar of a wild beast echoed throughout the laboratory.

"Is this the success of your operation?

"Not only did they remove my pleasure organs, but they also changed the way I excrete urine to seep out of my skin?"

After hearing Sheila's angry speech, Dotya simply opened the bound experimental report again.

After adding the sentence "The user's irritability is affected by the degree of 'transformation'", he looked at Sheila calmly.

At the same time, using his strong body that was not easily compromised, he slowly moved the other person's hands away in front of his incredible gaze and uttered threatening words.

“I suggest you take that paw away and talk to me properly.

"I am your benefactor and 'attending physician', who 'rescued' you from the clutches of Fang Yi.

"Shouldn't you first sense the surging power of your body and its resistance to the technique called 'momentum'?"

Feeling the power bursting out from the opponent's hand that was stronger than his own, Xila's arrogance visibly dropped a little.

Just as he was about to say a few soft words, he didn't expect the warrior who had been patient for a long time to draw his sword.
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The samurai's sword moved faster than the words that had yet to be spoken by the two people.

As the sword was drawn, the warrior's momentum of fishing alone in the snow on the river was followed by a chill that filled the entire space.

As the warrior watched the sharp blade he had swung approaching Dotya's arm and about to cut it in half, he felt that the violent emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for so long were finally released.

For some reason, the warrior who had his arms 'adjusted' by Dotya found it increasingly difficult to control the emotions welling up in his heart.

After taking that alchemical potion, he became extremely aggressive towards everything he saw.

The warrior wants to cut off anything that does not suit his wishes.

For example, he always recalled the experience of suffering a loss at the hands of Fang Yi, having one of his hands crippled by Esdeath, and being hung with an ice cross.

Although he knew in his heart that he was definitely not a match for either Fang Yi or Esdeath, the pair of bastards.

But the samurai felt that if he met the other person again, he would draw his sword without hesitation.

[Strange, I'm clearly no match for him, so why would I want to draw my sword?]

Looking at Dotya getting closer and closer, the warrior's mind raced, and after sensing his body again, he discovered some strange things about himself.

At this moment, the warrior suddenly realized that his arms were stronger than before, and the sword he swung was also faster.

However, he clearly felt that the "momentum" in his body became turbid and then weakened for no reason.

It's like I've lost something important.

[I feel like my human sanity is about to be eaten by a wild beast. I want to]

The warrior's eyes just showed some clarity, and he was about to think about the inappropriateness of his behavior.

His 'hands' expanded again on their own as he swung the sword, 'automatically' gaining higher explosive power.

As his hands moved, the hard-earned clarity in the warrior's eyes disappeared without a trace, replaced by a turbidity that reflected violent and bloodthirsty emotions.

There was only one thought left in the warrior's mind.

Kill! Kill! Kill everyone who doesn't agree with me!

The samurai swung his sword faster, but the alchemist's arm was not removed as he wished.

A calloused hand effortlessly grasped the samurai's wielding sword, a force as turbid and unremarkable as the samurai's, emitting both real and unreal energy. He stared at the man before him, his upper body naked and muscular, while his lower body boasted eight sharp, powerful limbs like blades.

Silla couldn't help but raise a terrified question to Dotya beside her.

"How dare you transform him into this!"

The upper torso of the half-human, half-demon monster in front of her was exactly the 'human' that Silla was very familiar with.

The Four Rakshasa Ghosts: Zhu Tian.
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Zhu Tian did not answer, but just pulled the hand holding the long sword violently.

By the time the warrior felt an overwhelming force coming from the sword, the sword had already been taken away.

Ignoring the shocked and angry Izang, Zhu Tian moved his eight legs and handed the knife to Dotya who was standing quietly beside him like offering a treasure.

He expressed his attitude in ambiguous terms.

"I didn't lose the battle when I took the knife away."

Dotya, who was standing by, looked at the two people who were shocked and walked forward. He patted the huge Zhu Tian and spoke soothing words like coaxing a baby.

"You didn't lose, you are the strongest, your blood and body are incomparably strong.

"No one is stronger than you."

After comforting Zhu Tian, ​​Dotya turned to Shira and Izo and smiled sweetly.

"Why do you think I dare not ask for protection from others? It's because of this.

"It's a pity that my [Imperial Tool] was given to the [Minister], otherwise I would never have to worry about absorbing Qi and blood again."

The alchemist looked at Sheila and spoke with a hint of warning.

"After the [Minister] handed over Master Zhu Tian's body to me for disposal, I received this mentally retarded 'failure'.

“So, Master Xila, look at yourself now, and then look at him, your operation was indeed very successful.

"You have become a being higher than humans, so why bother about the extra fat between your legs?
"Now that you have a longer lifespan, you should have higher goals and aspirations.

"Besides, if you really can't bear to part with it, I can modify a bigger one for you. It's just that some of them are out of stock right now, so you have to wait a while."

The naked Sheila looked at Zhu Tian who was standing next to Dotya, and then looked at Yi Zang who had just taken back the long sword from him with lingering fear.

I had no choice but to bow my head and apologize to my 'attending physician', "I'm sorry."

After squeezing out an apology from between her teeth, Sheila turned her head to look at Izo beside her and gave a precise instruction.

"Let's go find Fang Yi, I'm going to kill him tonight!

"With the two of you and me working together and our bodies full of energy and blood, we can definitely defeat him.

"By the way, bring back that girl named Hei Tong you mentioned."

Then he turned to Dotya and asked, "How long will it take for the bigger thing you mentioned? I..."

Before Silla could finish her words, the sound of continuous gunfire echoed in the empty laboratory.

Along with the bullet came the man's hoarse voice that pierced the ears of everyone present.

“Your strange bodies are indeed quite good, each one is full of strong aura and full of blood.

"It just so happens that my knife and an item are lacking such 'nutrients'.

"I also ask for your cooperation and to lend me your bodies. I will surely reward you handsomely in the future."
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The man hadn't finished speaking yet, and Silla hadn't yet reacted to the attack.

After the 'transformation', his legs were able to react on their own.

He quickly exerted force with his legs, unleashing an unprecedented burst of power, allowing him to suddenly bounce up and leap to the side, avoiding the raging bullets.

As the air in the laboratory was torn apart by continuous gunfire, bullets flew past him, drawing harsh trajectories and colliding with the sword-wielding warriors.

Sheila also spotted the enemy's tracks.

But his attention was not on the female foreign assassin who was holding two guns like a puppet and replenishing ammunition.

It was not focused on the petite person holding the evil long sword, who was most likely a girl, but was completely focused on the man in front of him.

At this moment, Silla was staring at a man standing at the far end of the laboratory. He was holding a long knife that exuded a cold aura and wearing a strange cloak. He looked extremely mysterious and dangerous.

When he was analyzing the opponent's strength and looking for ways to defeat him, he always felt that this man was inexplicably familiar.

Even though the opponent didn't emit any 'power', just by standing there, an irresistible aura swept through the entire space.

He gritted his teeth, suppressed his heart which was beating violently with fear, and mustered up the courage to ask the doubts in his heart.

"Who are you? Have we met before?
"You can save your life if you retreat now."

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Looking at the man standing in front of her, Silla's body began to feel a little excited besides fear.

Although the enemy in front of him is powerful, his body is different now, and he feels that he should be able to fight.

What's more, at this moment, there are Izang, Zhu Tian and other powerful fighters around him.

"Hmph, the weak me of the past is dead. The one standing before you now is the incredibly powerful Lord Sheela, reborn from the ashes!"

However, the man's hoarse voice came again, like a biting cold wind, mixed with provocation and threat.

But this time the other party was talking to his companions.

"Are these 'materials' useful to you?"

The petite Hei Tong beside him heard Fang Yi's question and shook her head decisively.

"They're no good. They look strange. [Eighth House] told me they're not suitable. Kill them."

Fang Yi nodded, gripped the knife at his waist, and then assigned tasks in front of the enemy.

“I’ll take care of that androgynous naked creature, that half-human, half-demon monster, that old woman alchemist.

"That warrior's 'momentum' has weakened considerably, and his energy and blood are not as strong. Use this as a touchstone for your own growth.

"If you can't win, don't forget to 'borrow' my things."
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Seeing the enemy communicating without paying attention to others, Xila's anger grew even stronger.

He crouched down slightly, staring intently at the movements of the man's hands, and assumed a fighting stance.

[Humph! You're so arrogant that you've given up the advantage of a sneak attack and are fighting us head-on.]

[It's rare to find someone this stupid. Today should be the day you die.]

[I want to see how strong you are, a man who hides his head but shows his tail! ]

Xila thought so as she looked at Fang Yi who was waving a knife in front of her.

(End of this chapter)