Miss Dragon, the BOSS, will not be captured.

Estia handed the leather backpack on her back to Rosier. Inside were various colors of blood. It was important to understand that the blood of monster girls was different colors.

Looking at the bottled blood samples, Rothschild couldn't help but give Estia a thumbs up: "Such high efficiency, I will reward you double."

After carefully storing the blood samples, Rothschild announced that she would preserve Ling Xue's and Mo Ran's memories.

But simply preserving them isn't enough; Esther wants to know when these memories can be returned to their owners.

"That's not my concern. Let's see if the reincarnated person can recall their past life memories."

Rothschild stated that this had happened before, with some individuals' memories lingering in the Soul Realm while their souls had already been reincarnated. In the decades following their reincarnation, the memories that had lingered in the Soul Realm returned to their bodies.

"Doesn't your Faya world have many heroic epics and legends? There should be plots in them about heroes being reincarnated and then remembering their past lives."

"I always thought those were just legends... just stories people made up."

In fact, what Esther said makes a lot of sense. Just look at those so-called heroic epics, with their wars between gods and demons and heroes saving the world. Just thinking about it makes it seem absurd.

At this moment, Rothschild was considering her reward: "The gods are never stingy. I ask you, do you want equipment to enhance your strength?"

"Improve one's own strength?"

Estia's eyes lit up. She had already reached the maximum level of 400, and her strength was permanently fixed at this level. The only thing that could affect her combat power was combat experience.

One of the reasons she wanted to become a demigod was that she wanted to become stronger.

"Of course I'd love to have it!"

"Alright, now attack me with all your might and let me assess your strength."

"Go all out?"

"Ah."

With Rothschild's permission, Estia was somewhat excited; this was the first time in her life she had been given the opportunity to attack a god.

Although she knew perfectly well that her opponent wouldn't be harmed in the slightest, Esther knew this was her moment to prove herself. Rothir would definitely score her attack, and it was time to test her true strength.

Estia took a few steps back and began casting buffs on herself.

Various beneficial spells were cast upon her, and at the same time, she activated all the magic power within her body, causing her long-dormant dragon blood to begin to boil.

Estia's red eyes turned gold, and the scales on her dragon wings and tail began to glow with golden light.

She was born with a combat skill unique to dragon royalty, which allows her to fully activate the power of her bloodline.

"Isn't your true form your most powerful form?"

"No, no, the dragon-human form is the strongest."

While other dragons can indeed unleash their power in their true form, Estia has also mastered magic, and combined with her dragon blood, she can unleash even greater combat power in human form.

After charging up her power, Estia's body transformed into a golden and silver light, crashing towards Rohir with an aura that made other mortal beings tremble.

Boom!

The earth and sky trembled, but they could not create a ripple in this deathly silent world. The ground in the square did not even crack, and it was unknown what material it was made of.

Rothschild easily parried the attack and gained insight into Estia's strength.

"Among mortals at level 400, you are indeed among the outstanding ones."

"Hoo hoo... Is that so..."

Estia knelt on the ground, panting heavily. The price of using her strongest attack was the depletion of all the energy and magic stored in her body. She would need to rest for a long time to recover.

"Estella, let me ask you, if a level 500 enemy appeared in front of you, what would you do?"

“Level 500?” Estia answered without hesitation, “Of course I’ll run away, because I can’t possibly defeat them, and they might even kill me easily.”

"What if you have something precious that you need to protect, something that prevents you from running away?"

Rosier's words reminded Estia of Xiao Ye. What if a level 500 enemy had kidnapped Xiao Ye...?

Estia clenched her fists: "If I'm going to die, I want to die with someone precious to me."

"It seems you have a lover. How lucky you are."

Rothschild knew what he had to give Estia.

"I'll give you a weapon that will give you the ability to fight even against level 500 or 600 enemies."

"real?!"

Estia couldn't believe such a good thing could happen, but perhaps the other party was a god, and that kind of blessing might not seem like much to them.

"Of course it's true, Estia. Magic and your bloodline power are very strong, but they come at a great cost, don't they?"

"It can only be used as a last resort..."

“Very well, then I will give you a weapon that does not require you to use your own strength at all.”

Rosier raised her hand, the space in front of her tore open, and a gun fell out, which Estia caught.

"This shape looks somewhat like... a gun?"

There are magical guns on the continent of Faya, and there are also metal firearms on Earth. Estia has seen what they look like, but they are completely different from the guns summoned by Rohir.

"That's right, this gun is not a creation of the mortal world."

Rothschild walked over and showed Estia its structure.

"The ammunition used by the gun is energy crystals, similar to the magic guns of the Faya Continent, but the power of the magic crystals is not enough to support the gun's attack."

"Then what should we use?"

"You should be able to find energy crystals of at least grade 400 on the Faya Continent, but you'll have to find them yourself."

"This……"

"Even a level 500 being couldn't withstand a few hits from this gun."

"really?"

Estella's imagination was limited by her own abilities; she couldn't believe that the gun Rothschild had given her would be so powerful.

And the problem is, where is she supposed to find ammunition?

The system can currently display the name of this weapon, but only the name.

"Holy Spirit Energy Rifle, Grade (620)"

"The grade is actually level 620!"

Estia never imagined she would one day use a different weapon, but as for a weapon of grade 620, she can only say it's really good!

Give a toddler a magical firearm and teach him how to pull the trigger, and he will be able to easily kill an adult much stronger than himself with the weapon.

Therefore, a 620 grade gun is like a child's gun to Esther.

Section 238, Chapter 224: Life Creation Experiment

Such a precious treasure, if Estia were to exchange it for all her current wealth, she would agree without hesitation.

For level 400 powerhouses, the pursuit is no longer the lowly pursuit of wealth and power; strength is their top priority.

Now Esther wasn't dreaming; the rifle was about to become hers.

"I'll call it the Holy Spirit Rifle from now on."

"This is already yours; you can name it whatever you want."

"Hehe...that's great."

Estya was very fond of the gun.

Estia had hardly ever used firearms, but she had taken her fair share of bullets in the past. The Imperial Army had a special magic gun squad, and during the time she sought revenge against the Empire, her dragon scales had taken countless magic bullets.

However, compared to the Holy Spirit Rifle, all the Empire's magic guns are trash. Estia will no longer need to use magic. As long as she finds the ammunition for the Holy Spirit Rifle, her combat power will increase several times over.

She wouldn't suspect that Rothschild had any other motives, because a weapon of the Holy Spirit Rifle's caliber would be a divine artifact to mortal races, but to a true god, it would probably be completely insignificant.

At this moment, Esther realized that her current experience was the legendary adventure, which was the same as her experience when she accidentally met Ling and took many rule-level items from Ling's divine kingdom.

I really hope there will be more of these kinds of serendipitous encounters.

In the Soul Realm, there is no sense of day or night. Estella opened the system panel, which showed the time as 5:30 AM.

I didn't expect time to pass so quickly. Is the flow of time in the Soul Realm different from that in the outside world?

Estia put the Holy Spirit Rifle into her backpack, intending to study it more carefully after returning to the continent of Faya. Then she waited for Rohir to issue a new commission.

"I don't have any other requests for the time being, so you can go now."

"it is good."

Estia had no reason to linger here. Tonight, she was incredibly lucky, having both preserved Ling Xue and Mo Ran's memories and established contact with Rohir, the administrator of the Soul Realm.

Rothschild became her client, and although there are no clients now, there will definitely be in the future.

For ordinary mortal races, currying favor with gods is an opportunity they would never have had. Now that she has the chance, she will not let it slip away easily.

The weapon reward Rothschild gave her clearly shows that what she meant was: there will be many benefits for working for me in the future!

Estella left the Soul Realm satisfied, still by contacting the Calamity Star.

After she left, Rothschild's experiment was about to begin.

"Thirty blood samples... let's see how many will be successful..."

As she muttered to herself, a strangely shaped cylindrical machine appeared in front of her.

Rothschild picked up a vial of blood and poured it into the machine's groove, after which the machine began to operate, making a creaking sound.

Dick dick~

The machine started emitting a red light, then returned to silence after a few seconds. Rothschild shook his head and continued pouring new blood into the groove.

The second one, the third one...

Until the very last drop of blood was drawn, the machine kept beeping with a failure alarm. Rothschild had given up hope. She poured in the last drop of blood and began to wait.

Ding!

The completely different notification tone brought a smile to Rothschild's face; the replicator left behind by the ancient civilization had finally succeeded.