Chapter 157 Transaction

While guessing the identities of these two people in his mind, O'Gorman paused, raised his hand and touched the black inverted pyramid amulet on his chest, and then walked forward quickly.

"You two, what's the matter?"

Hearing his words, the two people turned around.

O'Gorman's eyes quickly swept over the clothes of the two of them, and focused on the magic crystal gun on Anvis's waist, as well as the short-handled staff with silver patterns exposed from the gap in Qiaomu's backpack. There was a pause.

The traveling merchants from Saar City, and the magic crystal muskets used to protect the mercenaries are made of high-grade materials, and their strength should be quite high——

After briefly looking at their outfits, O'Gorman came to a conclusion.

The strength of the two people in front of him was tightly gathered. He, who was at the peak of the fifth level, could not sense any overflowing power aura, and could not judge the specific level of the two.

"This is our first meeting. Is this Mr. O'Gorman?"

A slightly rough voice sounded, and one of them spoke and said hello to him.

To O'Gorman's surprise, the first person to speak out was not the traveling merchant, but the 'guard mercenary'.

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….….

Looking at the old mage who looked a little surprised, Anvis smiled gruffly.

"This is not a good place to talk, Mr. O'Gorman, why don't you invite us to your residence for a while?"

"Okay, come with me -"

After taking a deep look at Anvis, O'Gorman, who was wearing a black robe, nodded, feeling slightly relaxed.

He should not be an enemy, otherwise he would never offer to enter his residence.

In his residence, his strength must be increased by at least fifty percent.

Even if he faced a seventh-level man, he was confident enough to escape!

He stepped forward and held out his hand to the elderwood gate.

Then, the 'fence gate' moved and retracted to both sides, revealing a vibrant stone path in the center.

"Be careful to follow my footsteps and don't step on the wrong spot——"

After a reminder, O'Gorman walked towards the path, stepping in a specific direction with every step.

After walking forward for a while, he took a turn and looked back quietly.

What made his heart sink was that although they were following him, the pace of the two people was completely inconsistent with his.

The most critical thing is that the magic trap in the courtyard that was supposed to be triggered seemed to have failed and showed no response!

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….….

After entering the living room of the house, O'Gorman sat on the long sofa and looked at the two of them with confusion.

"So, what business do you two have with me? Can you tell me now?"

"That's right, Mr. O'Gorman, I hope to invest in your research."

Glancing at him with a smile, Anvis stretched out a finger and waved it in front of the old mage's eyes.

"Invest in my research? Do you know what you're talking about?"

The old mage in black robe frowned and stared closely into the brown eyes of the 'guard mercenary', with a strong look of vigilance flashing in his eyes.

"Three months ago...yes, three months ago, you bought a chalk fossil at Violet Auction House."

Anvis did not answer him directly, but began to count with a smile.

"Then, you opened the fossil and found the remains of a special, crinoid-like dark green ancient creature.

From the body of the wreckage, you extracted some kind of strange magical pheromone that can eliminate the reproductive isolation between species. "

"Currently, you are preparing to try to synthesize this pheromone, but the experiment failed due to insufficient [Black Domain Orchid Pollen].

But afterwards, you prepare enough pollen again. But this time, you successfully synthesized what you needed. "

"Then, inspired by the special structure of this pheromone, you will cultivate a large number of experimental monsters.

And tried to cultivate a perfect bloodline with a variety of excellent characteristics of Warcraft through large-scale crossbreeding. "

"Where did you hear this? A prophet?"

When he heard the word "Perfect Bloodline", O'Gorman's pupils suddenly shrank.

His right hand suddenly rose up like an electric shock and grabbed the black pendant on his chest.

"That's not important, Mr. O'Gorman. What's important is why I mentioned this-"

Faced with O'Gorman's fierce reaction, Anvis smiled indifferently.

With the eighth-level Qiaomu by his side, Ogeman, whose strength is less than the sixth-level, cannot make any trouble.

"To put it simply, I am very interested in your research and hope you can get the results as soon as possible.

To this end, I can provide you with all the experimental materials you need. "

"'Everything' I need for my experiment?"

Keenly capturing the key words in Anvis's words, O'Gorman felt absurd and ridiculous in his heart, and a sarcastic look appeared on his face.

"Dear Sir, do you know what I need?"

"As long as you can make a list—"

Anvis did not smile, but looked at him with a serious face and spoke with an extremely sure tone.

"are you sure?"

Looking at Anvis's serious look, O'Gorman gradually put away the sneer on his face and began to really think about his proposal seriously.

Different from other bloodlines, behind the formation of [Perfect Blood].

It needs to go through high-intensity life alchemy experiments again and again, pieced together bit by bit in an almost luck-like manner.

It is equivalent to a blank 'bloodline framework' that can accommodate the characteristics of other bloodlines.

The more high-level bloodlines are used to piece together the [Perfect Blood], the more stable the framework is, the more blank parts there are, and the more bloodlines can be integrated without collapse.

In this process of piecing together, if a sufficient number of experimental subjects and bloodline materials can be obtained, then the progress of the experiment can indeed be greatly accelerated.

"I need a large number of fifth-level experimental beasts and high-level bloodlines. There is no limit to the types. The higher the better."

After weighing for a moment, Ogman stared at Avis and put forward his needs.

This is a test of Avis's strength.

You know, fifth-level beasts are easy to get, but high-level bloodlines are rare.

Based on the bloodlines that Avis can provide, he can roughly judge what kind of strength and background Avis has.

"No problem, you will get what you want."

Hearing this somewhat familiar request, Avis smiled inexplicably.

In his previous life, as a player, Avis provided him with his own dragon bloodline with an upper limit of eighth level.

In return, Avis received a tube of perfect blood source blood with an initial level of fifth grade and orange item quality.

After careful calculation, he first fused it with a tube of sixth-grade high elf blood, and then fused it with a tube of sixth-grade extreme void eye demon blood.

After barely supporting it to the seventh grade, Avis merged his own eighth-grade golden dragon blood into it.

The result was gratifying. After transplanting the final fusion of [Perfect Blood] for himself, his level limit was raised to level eighty-nine.

At the same time, he also gained the spell-like ability of the void eye demon and the super magic affinity of the high elves, and the correction of various attributes was also increased.

The impure dragon blood in the previous life could produce source blood that was enough to fuse with his own blood.

So, if he used the two legendary bloods in this life as a basis?

Will he be able to obtain perfect blood that is high enough to fuse with legendary blood in the end?

Indistinctly, in addition to mass production of synthetic arms.

Avis also saw a glimmer of special hope.

A glimmer of hope to reconcile the subtle conflict between his two legendary bloodlines.

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