Section 557 The So-Called Test

When Angel learned about all these changes from Sanders, his expression was full of surprise.

Unexpectedly, when I brought back a hand, it even solved the blood problem?

But

"Is it really blood?" Angel's soul returned to his body. He moved casually and didn't feel any difference. "Why don't I feel anything?"

As he spoke, Angel squatted and kicked his legs.

As a result, he jumped directly to the ceiling. Thanks to his quick reaction, when he was about to hit him, he stretched out his hand to rebound, then somersaulted and landed in a half-crouch.

"I didn't expect it to be really strengthened." Angel's eyes lit up. In the past, he relied on the power of his own body to leap, but he had never reached this point.

But why didn't he feel much?

"You don't feel any changes, most likely because that trace of blood is perfectly integrated with your body, and it is most likely your projection in the nightmare world, so you don't feel much." Sanders. After explaining, he frowned: "However, it seems that your physical fitness has not improved much."

When he said earlier that the blood fusion rate in his body was over 95%, Sanders had already told Angel his guess about the source of that bloodline.

Angel temporarily accepted this speculation before he could think of other reasonable explanations.

However, Angel was still a little weird. If it was really a new bloodline, or even a bloodline that changed physical signs, he might be more accepting... But this bloodline came from another "self", which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Especially looking at the deformed right hand, Angel couldn't agree with the existence of another "self" at all.

While Angel was doubting himself, Sanders was still thinking about Angel's bloodline.

After all, this was the first time he saw "him" transplanting "his" bloodline, even though the other self was a projection of the nightmare world. But this can completely list new topics and record them in "The Mystery of the Nightmare Realm".

Sanders has already listed the title of this new research topic in his mind, "Research on the Origin of Projection Bloodline."

However, the current research data is only that of Angel. For Angel, he cannot use strong methods. He can only record external data and use empiricism to speculate on less detailed data.

It would have been nice if there were more data experimenters, but it was a pity that he had not met the young Sanders when he was in Narok City, otherwise he could have refined his bloodline and actively conducted this research.

However, it is not completely impossible to study this topic.

For example, the fox harp-wielding Fox and the frog chanter Frog encountered in Night Demon City are most likely the projections of his servants that Angel mentioned.

If we can capture these nightmare monsters and forcibly elevate those mortals to the ranks of gifted people, we can conduct anatomical research.

But no one knows where those nightmare monsters went.

Sanders could only take a break. Maybe he would encounter other people's projections in the future, and it wouldn't be too late to study them then.

Sanders looked at Angel again. Although the subject could not be studied for the time being, Angel's bloodline still needed to be tested.

Sanders thought for a while and summoned an ice wall: "The defensive energy level of this ice wall is about the level of a second-level magic trick. You try to break it with physical strength."

Angel was still immersed in his own thoughts, but he didn't react until he heard Sanders' words.

Nodding to Sanders, he raised his fist silently.

Powerful power emerged spontaneously, and Angel had a strong hunch that he could break through this ice wall without even using too much force.

The truth was just as he thought.

With just a little force, the ice wall was easily penetrated.

"Change your hand, use your left hand." When Angel was shocked that his physical fitness had improved so much, Sanders' voice came again.

Angel was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized that he had subconsciously punched with his right hand just now. He completely regarded his right hand as his own, without any hesitation.

"I..." Not long ago, he was still doubting himself, but his brain and muscle memory gave him a hard slap.

Seeing Angel's delay in taking action, Sanders looked over.

When he saw Angel's tangled expression, Sanders thought for a moment and saw Angel's hesitation:

"Don't think too much. Whether that person is your projection is another matter. Moreover, I said he is you, but you know that he is not you. To you, he is actually another person at all, so you No need to worry about the paradox of 'he is you'."

Angel was silent for a moment, and slowly figured it out. What he was struggling with was the other person's identity, but because he was entangled in the other person's identity, he lost his own identity. In fact, as Sanders said, "He is me" is a paradox. There are no two identical leaves in the world. The other party is just a projection, and the future can only be a projection.

However, Angel still had a little doubt, not for himself, but for Sanders: "Mentor, why did you not have much when you saw this right hand from the very beginning... even when you were in the nightmare world?" Doubts. Even, I can feel that you don’t think this is a thing..."

Sanders raised an eyebrow, "I don't think that's a bad thing, do you?"

Angel nodded.

Sanders did not answer immediately, but stretched out his right hand. Amid Angel's confusion, an illusory shadow slowly surrounded his right hand.

Angel's eyes flickered, and he felt a hint of nightmare.

Then, an amazing scene appeared. The five fingers on Sanders' right hand disappeared, and turned into a cold-bladed scimitar.

"It's just a hand." Sanders said lightly: "My right hand is transplanted with the sickle arm of the phantom mantis, which is just a mimicry. In addition to my right hand, I have transplanted other organs in my body, and some of them are not good-looking. So, do you understand why I don't care?"

"For example, my current sickle arm has a lot of room for research. If I study it thoroughly and then cut it off, it is not difficult to regenerate a human arm." Sanders paused: "Wizard, what you can do is beyond your imagination."

After Sanders finished speaking, the sickle arm slowly returned to its original appearance, and his five fingers were slender and perfect.

Elegantly rolled down his cuffs and put on white gloves: "Your right hand has a space for research that is even greater than my sickle arm, so, in my opinion, this is not a bad thing, but it gives you the opportunity to study more unknowns."

After listening to Sanders' words, Angel suddenly realized.

His thinking has not kept up with his strength, and he still tends to look at things from his own perspective. As for himself, he actually has more of an ordinary person's attitude. After all, he is sixteen years old this year and has only been in the wizarding world for two years. The remaining fourteen years are all ordinary people's lives.

He always thought that his vision was beyond the rules and regulations, but in fact he was still bound by the rules and regulations.

"Don't think about it. You will have plenty of time to think it through when you go back. Moreover, after a long time of experience, even if you don't understand something, time will give you the answer." Sanders interrupted Angel's thoughts and saw him looking over, and raised an ice wall again: "Come, use your left hand to break it."

Angel nodded. He now understood that his right hand and his bloodline might be a little weird or even dangerous, but it was also giving him the opportunity to study... As long as he studied it thoroughly, it would increase his own knowledge.

So, why think so much.

With unstoppable confidence, Angel even shouted shamefully: "Break!"

The next second, a cold wind blew.

The ice wall was intact.

Blood flowed from the joints of his left hand, accompanied by a crackling sound, and Angel's fingers... dislocated.

Angel retracted his deformed left hand with a "ah" and kept blowing air.

His eyes were filled with tears of pain, and the confidence that had just risen was immediately shattered into dust and blown away by the cold wind.

Sanders ignored Angel's excellent performance, but held his chin, looked at the ice wall expressionlessly, and murmured in a low voice: "Sure enough, your physical fitness has not improved as much as imagined."

Angel also heard Sanders's mumbling in the severe pain, with tears in his eyes: "Teacher, you clearly know, why do you still want me to hit you?"

"I asked you to hit me, but I didn't ask you to hit me with all your strength." Sanders squinted coldly: "When you hit me with your right hand just now, you didn't use any strength at all. Who knew that you would use all your strength when hitting with your left hand."

Angel: "..."

Speechless!

He just wanted to use this breath to treat the "ice wall" as a shackle that shackled him, and then use all his strength to break through it to express his determination.

Who knew that he would be the unlucky one!

So, it was not that he was not determined enough, but that reality was really too cruel.

…

The wizard has a strict and detailed five-dimensional formula for the classification of bloodline levels. It is necessary to comprehensively judge his level by the impact of bloodline on each person. The same bloodline has different fusion rates and effects on different people, and even different bloodline talents. For example, Qili's Red Claw Cha Luo bloodline, some people comprehend the speed talent, while others comprehend the perception talent. The two cannot be compared, so the bloodline itself cannot be used to rate.

But one thing can be confirmed, the basic wizard-level bloodline is definitely stronger than the apprentice-level bloodline.

After half a day of testing, Angel also obtained some bloodline data.

Sanders: "Cannot be rated."

Because, after Sanders' test, he didn't see any bloodline at all.

The bloodline talent that should be there: no.

The physical changes that should be there: no.

All the characteristics of bloodline fusion, no.

So, from the level of injected bloodline, it is impossible to rate. However, if we judge it simply by Angel's own bloodline, there is a result.

Every creature can absorb bloodline, including humans. Originally, Angel's bloodline quality was low-grade, but now after the improvement, Angel's bloodline can reach low-medium.

Jumped a small section.

It doesn't look much, but if it's Angel now, and he goes to the bottom of the Purification Sea again, he doesn't need to turn on the purification force field, and he can withstand the pressure of the deep sea with his physical strength alone.

Compared to many wizard apprentices, the effect after bloodline injection is even stronger. Of course, it's still not as good as Qi Li's Red Claw Cha Luo bloodline, or even Hook Dick's Charm Demon bloodline.

However, as far as wizard apprentices are concerned, their physique has reached above the standard.

Sanders' evaluation was: "With more training, he will basically reach the standard of advancing to the wizard level."