Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

"Mayor Arkham!" Borg greeted respectfully.

Ross said, "It seems things are going very smoothly."

After listening, Borg clenched his fist excitedly and said, "Yes, Mayor Arkham, I feel incredibly powerful now, I even feel like I can do anything!"

"This feeling was absolutely wonderful!" Borg savored the sensation he had just experienced.

As he lay on the operating table, watching the blood flow into his body through a dozen IV tubing, the first thing he felt was a tearing pain in his veins, which then spread throughout his body.

In that instant, he felt as if he were a piece of shattered glass, his entire body completely broken.

That is, after feeling his body completely shattered, he felt that he had lost the ability to perceive his body, and his mind fell into a special state.

In that special state, he vaguely sensed that his body was constantly being reassembled and evolved from its broken state.

This feeling was incredibly mysterious; throughout the process, Borg felt as if he had gradually grown from an infant into a powerful being.

Throughout the process, he felt himself becoming stronger and transforming every second, while his previous illnesses were gradually repaired and toxins accumulated in his body were rapidly eliminated.

In just over ten minutes, he felt himself reborn and become stronger than before, and this strength continued to grow.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly opened his eyes and saw a completely new version of himself.

His eyes were filled with power and ferocious fangs, scarlet eyes, and wide wings, all of which captivated him.

He felt himself becoming omnipotent. His precise dynamic vision allowed him to clearly see the trajectory of bullets, his keen ears could easily hear the slightest sounds coming from the ground, his powerful grip could easily crush steel, and his sharp fingernails could easily pierce into a human skull and scoop out the brain.

While Borg was deep in thought, Los glanced at Borg's current state.

Currently, Borg is a relatively immature high-level vampire with a combat ability of level 25.

Los was fairly satisfied with the transformation. It seemed that, with the harmonization of the fused blood and the aid of the progenitor's blood, Borg had successfully transformed into Jenny's offspring, becoming a high-level vampire whose bloodline was not yet pure.

Through continuous strengthening in the future, he can continuously ingest blood, acquire more ancestral blood, and make his bloodline more pure, eventually becoming a true immortal being.

"The experiment was a success, so if I have the opportunity in the future, I can mass-produce high-level vampires." Los already had a plan in mind.

The overall combat power of high-level vampires is several levels higher than that of ghouls, and the growth potential of high-level vampires is also unmatched by ghouls.

After experiencing his own power, Borg looked at Los with immense excitement and respect and said, "Thank you, Mayor Arkham! Thank you for giving me this opportunity!"

Los casually remarked, "I admire people who are grateful, and I hope that we can have more sincere cooperation in the future."

"Definitely! Definitely!" Borg nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

At this moment, he finally realized just how terrifying and powerful Los was.

He not only possesses terrifying strength himself, but also has the technology to mass-produce superhumans, which is practically godlike.

He was well aware of how powerful he was now, and even more aware of how long the road to future advancement was.

Just imagine if beings like yourself were mass-produced in the future; perhaps the entire world would submit to Los Arkham.

Thinking of this, Borg became even more determined about his future development direction: he was determined to stick to Los's coattails.

Eager to impress, Borg tentatively asked, "Mayor Arkham, I just heard Dr. Murthy mention the Father God Salvation Society. Are you interested in this organization?"

Los: "We were just attacked by them, and twenty-two dutiful police officers were killed."

Upon hearing this, Borg had a sudden inspiration and knew that his moment to shine had arrived.

“These lunatics will never behave,” Borg muttered.

Los turned to look at the operating room inside, where Murthy and Wayne were performing surgery on Kant. He then asked, "Tell me about the situation."

Chapter 0186 Ancient God Mechanical Police

Borg, who was given the opportunity to speak, naturally shared everything he knew without reservation.

“I came into contact with this organization when I was in the capital. They seem to be rooted in high society and aristocratic circles. I have attended their gatherings. Although I could not see the members’ faces clearly, I could tell from their gestures and tone of voice that they were all highly educated nobles.”

Upon hearing this, Los suddenly felt a bit uneasy. This kind of organization was rooted in high society and must have a lot of resources and power. If they wanted to curb Arkham's development, then this group would be a huge obstacle.

What is their purpose?

Borg shook his head and said, "I'm not too sure about that. I was just an outsider at the time. They just told us a lot about mysticism, but rarely told us what their purpose was."

"However, I discovered a problem by chance."

"explain."

Borg said with a glint in his eyes, "Their core members, or founders, seem to be descendants of a family from the past, and this descendant is very likely a royal family from a certain period, and still wields enormous power today."

"How do you know?" Los asked, intrigued.

Borg then shared his analysis.

"During one of their teachings to us, they inadvertently mentioned a title: Great King."

"Great Lord?" Los frowned slightly. With his eclectic knowledge, he had no particular understanding of this title.

Borg continued, "In the past, in order to study alchemy, I had a very deep understanding of those mysterious dynasties that were buried in history."

"This contains two important alchemical symbols: one is called the Perfect Red King, representing sulfur and the sun; the other is called the Radiant White Queen, representing mercury and the moon. These two symbols represent the two most extreme symbols and levels in alchemy."

Los nodded: "I know that."

Borg continued, "But at some point in time, there was a special title above these two titles that completely governed these two elements, called the Supreme Sovereign, representing the foundation of all things, the ether."

"Supreme Lord" Los fell into deep thought; he had never heard of this name before.

Borg continued, "This is a very mysterious and sacred symbol. I investigated it in detail out of curiosity and found that there was a hidden dynasty between five and seven thousand years ago."

"In this dynasty, the Great King was the title for the ruler. This dynasty seems to have lasted only a short time; it was destroyed by the Russell Empire at some unknown time."

"The Russell Empire? I remember that alchemy began to rise in the Russell Empire, right?"

"Yes, and the perfect Red King and the dazzling White Queen were proposed during that era."

Borg said with a serious expression, "I suspect that the true origin of alchemy is that special dynasty hidden by history. After that dynasty was destroyed, its rulers went into hiding and created an alchemical school. This organization has survived to this day and later formed the Father God's Redemption Society."

Upon hearing this, Los fell into deep thought.

Although most of these are conjectures and subjective speculations, there is indeed a certain logical relationship among them.

Most importantly, those self-righteous superhumans are more likely to slip up unintentionally in front of these ordinary people.

Borg said seriously, "Mayor Arkham, with your wisdom and resources, you should be able to investigate that destroyed dynasty. If we can figure out the connections, perhaps we can take the initiative when facing the Father God Redemption Society."

Los was very satisfied after listening, and said with approval, "Very good! Borg, this information is crucial!"

“It’s my honor to be able to help,” Borg said happily.

At that moment, the operating room door opened, and Mursi walked out looking rather unwell.

"How's Conte?" Los asked.

Murthy said in a low voice, "His legs are completely useless. After we amputate them, we plan to use angel blood to regenerate the severed limbs, but Conte is an ordinary person, and his current abilities cannot support such a large-scale regeneration."

"what about others?"

“The frostbite on the skin isn’t a big problem; it should fully recover in about two weeks,” Mursi said.

Los shook his head: "Half a month is too long. Kant is qualified to witness all of this and take revenge himself."

Murcy sighed, "I'm sorry, young master, with my current abilities, unless you give me another drop of the progenitor's blood, I can turn Kanter into a high-level vampire."

Los smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Don't blame yourself. This was indeed beyond your capabilities, but it's also a rare learning opportunity for you."

"A learning opportunity?" Murthy was taken aback, then his eyes lit up: "You want it?"

Los rolled up his sleeves and said, "Don't limit your vision to just one possibility; we have countless possibilities for development!"

"Go and tell Kur to prepare three hundred catties of steel, twenty catties of pure silver, and three liters of mercury for me."

"Great!" Murthy's eyes lit up when he heard about the materials, and he turned around and went out with Borg.

As Los entered the operating room, for some reason, Conte had already woken up.

With his swollen eyes barely open, he looked at Los with difficulty.

The mayor's weak, hoarse voice came through, filled with stubbornness and struggle.

Los sat by the operating table, looking down and saying, "Kant, don't worry, I'm here, you won't die."

After hearing this, Kanter clenched his fingers, which were now only on his left arm, and asked, "Mayor, can you grant me strength?"

Los said calmly, "I was just about to tell you this. Although your injuries are serious, I still have a way to help you recover your limbs and live a normal life."

"Ordinary people are too powerless. I want to possess that great power!" Kanter said with difficulty.

Los replied, "This is a very painful process, and after the transformation is complete, you will be completely detached from human form. Have you thought it through? This is a path of no return."

Kanter strained to open his eyes wide, his gaze burning with fury: "I don't care, Mayor. You can turn me into a hideous monster, I don't care! All I want now is to kill all those lunatics!"

Los smiled and nodded: "Very good, then, Kant, from today onwards, you will become the Ancient God Mechanical Warrior who protects our Arkham!"

Chapter 0187 The Iron Will Transformation Plan

Borg, who was given the opportunity to speak, naturally shared everything he knew without reservation.

“I came into contact with this organization when I was in the capital. They seem to be rooted in high society and aristocratic circles. I have attended their gatherings. Although I could not see the members’ faces clearly, I could tell from their gestures and tone of voice that they were all highly educated nobles.”

Upon hearing this, Los suddenly felt a bit uneasy. This kind of organization was rooted in high society and must have a lot of resources and power. If they wanted to curb Arkham's development, then this group would be a huge obstacle.

What is their purpose?

Borg shook his head and said, "I'm not too sure about that. I was just an outsider at the time. They just told us a lot about mysticism, but rarely told us what their purpose was."

"However, I discovered a problem by chance."

"explain."

Borg said with a glint in his eyes, "Their core members, or founders, seem to be descendants of a family from the past, and this descendant is very likely a royal family from a certain period, and still wields enormous power today."

"How do you know?" Los asked, intrigued.

Borg then shared his analysis.

"During one of their teachings to us, they inadvertently mentioned a title: Great King."

"Great Lord?" Los frowned slightly. With his eclectic knowledge, he had no particular understanding of this title.

Borg continued, "In the past, in order to study alchemy, I had a very deep understanding of those mysterious dynasties that were buried in history."

"This contains two important alchemical symbols: one is called the Perfect Red King, representing sulfur and the sun; the other is called the Radiant White Queen, representing mercury and the moon. These two symbols represent the two most extreme symbols and levels in alchemy."

Los nodded: "I know that."