He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

As for this city, it doesn't look like a normal city at all, but rather a tightly sealed prison, the kind where you can only enter but not leave... Of course, the guards are an exception, and can come and go as they please.

Prisons are obviously used to detain 'criminals'.

Is this man the culprit?

Wait, he said 'we'... Could there be something else he didn't mention?

Curious, Quetzal looked into the city.

Soon, they identified the Central Hospital as having a more down-to-earth atmosphere.

"Wait, what are you doing? Do you know what this kind of arbitrary bloodline modification is...?"

Quetzal's smile vanished, her face hardened, her brows furrowed, and she became serious.

She could clearly see that many people in this city were contaminated by the "human poison".

If this place hadn't become a prison where one could only enter and not leave, and if things had continued to develop as they were, it would have inevitably provoked a backlash from human reason, that is, the dispatch of guardians to destroy this place!

Then she saw that Lu Ming's true form had actually done something even more outrageous—

By infusing the bloodline of dragon subspecies into the contaminated population that should have mutated into monsters, a non-human species with a strong bloodline was formed!

The double inhuman buff has arrived.

Now, they are even more rejected by the world of reason!

"What are we doing? How dare you ask such a hypocritical question?"

"You set the rules, you manipulate our fate! We have no choice but to accept this situation. Otherwise, these people would have lost control of their bloodline long ago!"

Lu Ming said righteously, "Let me warn you, your era of tyranny is over. This is the age of humanity! If you want to revive and return, we will never back down or tolerate you. Just you wait!"

"..."

Quetzal was inexplicably and harshly criticized, leaving him completely bewildered.

I felt that what Lu Ming said seemed to make sense, but something just didn't feel right.

She has only been in this modern world for a short time.

How did she get scolded like this? There must be some misunderstanding.

What did this man go through before this? What other tricks did the goddess of fate play?

I'll ask again later.

Quetzal glanced at Lu Ming's true form, then at the long-haired blue-haired nurse beside him, his lips slightly parted, 'Don't forget...'

In the end, she left.

......

'Don't forget the alliance; the enacted relationship between friend and foe cannot be violated.'

Inside the hospital.

Tiamat's pupils contracted as she heard the voice coming from beside her ear.

The Three Goddesses Alliance, in addition to their duties as guardians, also included other aspects in its covenant.

Most importantly, you must not be an enemy of your allies, nor befriend prisoners in jail!

Is this a warning to myself...?

Tiamat looked at Lu Ming beside her. A faint look of fatigue and unease appeared on his face. His head was drooping and his body was hunched over, as if an unseen, enormous mental pressure was pressing down on his shoulders.

"...What just happened outside?"

"It's just that the wind is a bit noisy."

Lu Ming gave a nonchalant reply.

"really?"

Seeing how he was forcing himself to be energetic, Ti's mother felt a little distressed.

"real."

Lu Ming turned to look at the patients, his gaze deep and his heart heavy.

He must improve his strength as soon as possible; the bloodline he gained from the previous blood transfusion and absorption is far from sufficient!

Moreover, in this city, innocent survivors may be contaminated with their bloodline at any moment, leading to a situation that could spiral out of control at any time.

What if his team can't pick him up in time?

What if a helpless survivor is attacked by a monster?

What if they get caught up in the aftermath of that mythical battle?

Justice delayed is justice, but when it's too late, it loses its meaning!

He needs a more efficient method to enhance everyone's bloodline, thereby increasing everyone's survival rate!

Lu Ming calmly observed the IV tubing connecting him to the patient. Just as the nurse was changing the needle on the other side, he suddenly spoke:

"Could you tell me about injections and blood transfusions?"

"Huh?" Doctor Amelia was secretly amazed upon hearing this, but without hesitation, she said, "If you have a request, we will naturally fulfill it to the fullest extent..."

"Then send someone to explain this to me. The rest of you, go outside and mobilize as many people as possible to transport patients from the city! Forget about the limitations of your blood transfusion team! Be quick!"

Lu Ming quickly issued a series of instructions.

He has already come up with an idea.

It is known that one can use the 'cocoon silk' of dragons as a reference to modify the alchemical circuits in one's body, replacing the functions of blood vessels such as blood transfusion, defense mechanisms, and transporting nutrients and waste.

Could we then take a further step, referencing silkworm cocoons, and extend this process to the outside of the body?

Lu Ming suddenly recalled the scene in "Dragon Raja 3" where the White King was born in the Red Well, where countless silver-white cocoons extended out of his body, killing and draining the surrounding life and plundering all vitality.

Since his alchemical circuits can work on himself, there's no reason why they can't be used on others.

As Lu Ming listened to the nurse's explanation, he pondered the matter.

If successful, this extended alchemical circuit could easily replace doctors and nurses, performing blood transfusions and absorption, absorbing and transporting nutrients, and removing toxins and waste...

And his efficiency in devouring dragon corpses, purifying others' out-of-control phenomena, and altering bloodlines.

All of them will increase by hundreds, thousands, or even more times!

......

On the western outskirts of Xueyuan City, the lush, dense forest remained perfectly still despite the storm that had just swept through everything. Not even a whisper of wind could be heard.

Kuangqiu Chun sat in the magnificent hall. From there, one could see a giant, wheel-like stone disc resting steadily on the tiered altar opposite.

The disc emitted a warm and gentle divine light, like a quietly burning sun.

"Sister Quetzalcoatl, is she asleep again?"

Kugaoka Tsubaki's waking up was not long, and she did not play or do much.

After all, he had been in a coma for more than a year, and his limbs had atrophied to varying degrees. The fact that he could move immediately after waking up was all thanks to Quetzalcoatl.

Quetzalcoatl made a slight adjustment to the South American bacteria within her body, and Kugaoka Tsubaki, despite having no knowledge of bacterial magic, was able to barely run and jump by controlling these bacteria.

However, for a proper recovery, it is best to rest.

Kuang Qiuchun had no complaints about this. The Quetzal who saved her was lively, cheerful, had a healthy smile, loved outdoor sports, and seemed to be a kind and gentle person.

In the temple where she resided, unfamiliar older brothers and sisters would sometimes appear around her, treating her fairly kindly. However, they would often show a timid and fearful demeanor towards Quetzalcoatl.

These adults are so strange! Does Sister Quetzal eat people?

"...This is incredible."

Quetzal suddenly awoke from his 'sleep'.

He spoke in a deep tone that Kujira Tsubaki couldn't understand:

"Suppose the magic circuits extend outside the body and continue to grow... Tsubaki, don't you think they look like rows of crystal-white branches?"

In her eyes, at the Central Hospital, more than a hundred kilometers away, numerous white, bright lines radiated outwards from the operating room, spreading wildly in all directions.

Like beautiful, flawless fibers. Like cold, heartless branches.

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Without responding to the bewildered Kuiju, Quetzal walked out of the hall in deep thought.

At this moment, the magicians she had captured were divided into two groups, each busy with their own tasks: one group was assigned to collect materials and build a temple, while the other group was forced to train in wrestling under the devilish urging of the leopard-woman coach.

These people are not ignorant children like Chun. Quetzalcoatl has no reason to provide them with good food and drink.

Although the magicians are all excellent graduates who have passed the self-defense test in the Clock Tower (except for Flat, who didn't graduate), wrestling passionately in the hot and humid rainforest is no easy task.

Aside from wrestling experts like Luvia who excel at grappling, no one can expect to get through this comfortably. If anyone tries to slack off, the leopard-man, who likes to pace back and forth at the edge of the wrestling ring, might just leap over and punch them.

That punch would have crushed the entire square; magicians aren't so lucky as to withstand the power of a god.

Fortunately, the leopard-man was sent by Quetzalcoatl to hunt down Hippolyta and hasn't returned yet; otherwise, the group might have been trained to a pulp.

However, at this moment, Luvia stood at the front of the training team, her forehead veins bulging, and her complexion was not good.

She was forced to act as the leopard man's assistant during his temporary absence, supposedly to help correct the students' training postures.

Looking at Luvia's pale, serious face, the students secretly groaned and whispered among themselves, wondering if Luvia had completely betrayed them by training even her own people so ruthlessly.

But little did they know what Luvia was planning—she believed she could still control the situation, and at least under her guidance, these old classmates would only injure a few joints at most.

With the skill level of these magicians, it was almost negligible. Moreover, it wouldn't appear to be a charade, thus avoiding Quetzal's displeasure.

If we really applied the standards of the leopard people... they're gods, are you sure you want to try that training intensity? It'd probably kill them.

Actually, Luvia was more worried about something else:

I wonder if Hippolyta managed to escape the leopard-men's pursuit. If even the Amazon queen fell and her plea for help failed, then they would truly be fish on a chopping block.

She was quite unsure about this, because the super typhoon and thunderstorm that had just swept over the city were absolutely terrifying!

A grand, fair battle between the main gods, taking place in the modern world?! Are you kidding me?!

Is there even the slightest chance that Rider could survive this kind of battle?

I think it's possible.

But living is unlikely.

Just then, Quetzal appeared at the edge of the training field.

The golden-haired deity's expression was off; his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he were pondering something of paramount importance and struggling with how to begin. This sight made everyone's hearts leap into their throats.

As for Luvia, she thought she was about to hear the "bad news" about Hippolyta. Thinking about everyone's current situation, cold sweat quietly trickled down her face, which was trying to remain calm.

However, Quetzalcoatl ignored the surprised and uncertain gazes and looked directly at Frat.

That gaze seemed to want to see right through the blond boy, inside and out.

"Are the newborn primates a good thing or a bad thing for the world now?"

Suddenly, Quetzalcoatl uttered something that left everyone scratching their heads.

His tone was inexplicably heavy.

The air seemed to freeze.

However, many magicians in El-Melloi's classroom were momentarily confused, as this statement seemed completely out of place and made no sense whatsoever.

But only Frat's pupils constricted sharply, and the entity within him called "Thea" suddenly became alert—

The two immediately realized that the "newborn primates" that Quetzalcoatl spoke of were referring to Thea Escaldes himself.

Flat's mind was in turmoil. Although he usually acted like a carefree optimist, he valued his friends very much at heart.

Thea Escaldes, the being residing within Frat, is essentially a 'new primate' created by the Escaldes family over 1,800 years.

Frat himself is essentially a new primate vessel with specially designed magical circuits throughout his body.

However, the relationship between the two was surprisingly close. Thea never tried to erase Frat's existence and take over his body. On the contrary, Frat was repeatedly assassinated by members of his family when he was young, but Thea inside him saved him each time.

For Flatt, this is his Abbot!

The secret hidden deep within the Escaldes family's bloodline, a secret previously unknown to many members, was thus revealed by this terrifying god in a single, rather unfriendly tone...

“Don’t panic,” Thea’s voice echoed in Frat’s mind, his tone surprisingly calm. He was more rational than the always emotional Frat.