Chapter 545 Biological Alchemy

A ball of light was embedded in the depression on the top of the rock wall, and the silvery white light spread evenly from directly above. It was faint and refreshing with the coolness of the snow in the mountains.

The giant Orr's body was lying flat on the ground, his brows still slightly wrinkled. The feeling of bone healing was itchy and painful, which was not pleasant. The clothes sewn from tree bark had been taken off, leaving only a pair of dirty shorts to cover his ugly face. There are still hard scars on the body where the blood has cooled and condensed. The wounds that opened the flesh have healed, and the rhinoceros-like skin next to the new tender meat is pinker and whiter.

Loren stood on the shoulders of the giant Orr, looking down at the head that was larger than his whole body, and raised his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, for the first time in biological alchemy, giants can be used as materials...

He took out a ball of unicorn hair from the pendant and threw it in the air. The unicorn hairs were scattered lightly in the air, fluttering, each one exuding a milky white light, and the pure magic power resonated with each other and trembled slightly.

Stretching out the wand, a wisp of milky white light trembled slightly, and then was absorbed by the tip of the wand, turning into an ink mark outlining alchemical magic patterns and falling on the giant's eyebrows.

Loren drew a dot on the left chest where there was a constant muffled sound. From the dot, complex curved lines were drawn, almost covering the entire torso. He carved a twisted pattern base along the lines of veins. With the heart as the center, the pure milky white light began to be dyed with blood, and the bright red light revealed something strange, as if this was Al's other heart, and the magic power was the flowing blood.

After doing this, Loren began to think about what magic lines to carve, making the surface of the skin thick but not rigid, the muscles tough but not rigid, and the joint joints need to be both flexible and stable...

Gale looked at his movements longingly, which represented the wizard's alchemical knowledge, the omnipotent magic miracle, and the power to maintain human dominance...it was the taboo knowledge of all other races.

Watching wisps of white light turn into alchemical patterns on the huge body, Gale's mind once again recalled the contents of the transaction not long ago. The wizard named Morgan offered a price that could not be refused.

"... Considering that you need strong force to rule the giant tribe, and for our deal to be sustainable for a long time, after all, according to the daily leisure activities of the giant tribe, fighting around, I am worried that you will be surrounded and beaten to death by other giants in a short time. , so I can give you a little help.”

"What help?"

"Power, a little bit of power."

"..."

On the other side of the cave, Mir was sitting on the rock wall with his legs bent, his expression slightly dazed: "Alchemy, magic, and human wisdom are so enviable..."

Hermione stood nearby, looking intently ahead, and whispered without turning her head: "Giants also have brains, can think, know how to use clothes to resist the cold, and know how to hunt animals and pick plants to obtain food for survival, just like humans. , you are intelligent creatures.”

After hearing the witch's words, Mir glanced at the light ball on the top of the rock wall: "We are different from humans. Humans can use the power of wisdom to create all kinds of incredible creations to make their tribe stronger and stronger, but there are many people in the tribe who Most giants are beasts who follow their instincts and give up thinking. They just want to be fed and clothed, but after getting warm caves and sufficient food, they will fight and kill each other. "

"Because they have no sense of society."

"What it is?"

"The explanation is very complicated. To put it simply, it means that it can stop the giants from killing each other. After being fed and clothed, they will use their energy in other places, making the tribe stronger and stronger."

Mir's huge eyes moved, reflecting a bright light for a moment, but soon dimmed: "It's useless. Among the surviving giant tribes, we brothers and sisters who can think and a few old guys who can't survive this winter , even if you put [social concepts] in front of them, they won’t take a second look.”

Hermione tilted her head and glanced at her: "It's not their fault, because they all grew up in such an environment. They didn't learn to think, didn't realize the importance of thinking, and didn't need to think. When they were hungry, they would Look for something to eat, look for water to drink when you are thirsty, and find a place to hide from the wind when you are cold. Your powerful body can defeat most wild beasts, even magical animals. At least if you climb a little higher, you can see where there is a water source. Even caves can be dug with both hands, but after a long time, they give up the ability to think..."

"So a strong body is harming us?" Mir's eyes widened. She had always thought that the taller the body, the better. The difficulties they encountered were all caused by the body not being tall enough. "Then what should we do? We can't use it. The knife cuts off the legs of the tribesmen who can’t think, and ties their hands, right?”

"Just teach them your wisdom and thinking. The knowledge that can be passed on is the most powerful thing about human beings."

Mir's shoulders slumped down and he exhaled a long breath: "The giant will never become stronger. Those people will never think, just like the two outside, but they can never learn the wizard's language, even the simplest one." Even if you read a word hundreds of times, you will forget it when you wake up."

Hermione saw that the unicorn hair scattered in the air was almost exhausted, and realized that this alchemy was about to end. She whispered: "You don't need to teach all giants to think. If the adult giants now are really unteachable, you just need to use powerful force to regulate their behavior, and then concentrate on teaching the young giants. When the adult giants die naturally, there will be fewer and fewer barbaric giants, and more and more smart giants. Let the smart giants teach other young giants..."

Gail, who was eavesdropping on the side, had brighter eyes. He looked up at Morgan, the alchemist in front of him, and asked without thinking: "By then, can we use magic?"

Hermione paused and said hesitantly: "I'm not sure. Among the human race, wizards are only a very small minority."

Gail nodded, thinking.

He attached the last unicorn hair to the tip of the wand, connected the array pattern at the heart and brain of the giant, and made a protection against soul magic. This was the first time Loren carved alchemical array patterns on a living creature. He focused on safety and did not skimp on the use of unicorn hair, striving to achieve perfection.

It was a pity that he could not cut open the surface and carve the magic pattern directly on his internal organs and bones...

"Hmm?"

He could not think about it anymore. If he continued like this, he would really become a dark wizard.

Loren shook his head and stopped carving.

Orr's skin was as rough as a rhino's, and his muscles were bulging and wriggling like the gnarled roots of an old tree. In the darkness, only tiny dots of light were flickering and floating. The vast and huge magic power poured into the giant's body, as if the vast ocean poured into the rocky mountains. His heart beat like a drum, and every drop of blood seemed to boil, surging through every part of his body. His chest kept rising and falling under the support of his ribs, and his lungs were like a vacuum pump, absorbing oxygen from the cave...

Every inch of muscle was trembling, and faster and faster, until the last almost crazy degree almost broke all the muscles from the attached bones.

Suddenly, the light on the magic pattern dimmed and disappeared under the gray-brown skin, and Orr's body fell into silence.