Chapter 522 – The way to strengthen is to commit suicide

Chapter 522 – The way to strengthen is to commit death

Ochili counted the time and rushed to end the conversation before the old hag returned.

He also accelerated the progress of the experiment in hand so that the old hag wouldn’t come back and realize that he had touched the fish.

However, when the old witch returned with an unhappy face, she didn’t care at all about the status of the experiment that Ouchli was in charge of.

She tossed her thinning ponytail, letting the finger tethered to the end of her hair hit the back of her head one at a time.

“You went to the cave?” The old hag stepped up behind Saul and seemed to whip him with the plank in her hand as soon as his answer was questionable.

“Didn’t go to the cave. I just went to look for my coachman.” Saul puffed out his chest, “He’s locked up by you.”

The old hag’s eyes grew complicated.

“What were you looking for him for?”

“I’m the one who brought him into the Land of the Unmastered, and I’m going to take him out when I’m done with this experiment.”

The old hag stood behind Saul, not knowing whether to scold him for his naivety or to be relieved that she had picked up a straightforward fool.

“…… Wait until you finish my experiment, then think about the carter.”

In the end the old hag did not inflict punishment on Saul.

In fact, she purposely left the door open just to test if the two would take the opportunity to escape.

Just strolling around here was already an act she tacitly approved of.

Over the next few days, the experiment progressed in an organized manner.

Saul’s private work entrapped in reference to the experimental data also yielded research results.

It was just that these researches on flesh and blood spirit merging sorcery were not good to record on paper, so as not to be discovered by the old hag and Ochili.

Saul had to let several bodies of consciousness act as his notepads, hardwriting down the results of several different experiments.

And so another month passed.

The old hag once again went out for materials.

Although she had become dissatisfied with the rapid consumption of materials, the progress of the experiment was gratifying.

Seeing as the years of experimentation had finally seen the light of day, she could only suppress her temper for the time being.

After the old witch left, Saul continued to do his experiments seriously.

It was just like when she was around.

“The blood and flesh part of the blood and flesh ensoulment has been prepared. But the spirit merging is more troublesome. The old hag’s transformation experiments favored the body and didn’t require much of the soul. It wouldn’t be convenient for me to experiment with too many spirits.” Saul put down a petri dish and casually threw it into the “failed products” area, thinking about how to reasonably apply for more spirit bodies.

“How are you considering it?” At this time, Ochili took some new samples and came behind Saul.

After a month, he had completely changed from a researcher to Saul’s assistant.

This also made him more anxious.

The movement in Saul’s hand was a beat, and the experiment was held securely.

“I haven’t thought it through yet. It’s against the locator, but it’s dangerous.”

“A wizard who fears danger will eventually die in the unknown! Do I need to teach you such a simple truth?” Ochili was practically exploding with anger.

Seeing that he was on the verge of cornering Ochili, Saul loosened up a bit.

“And I don’t have a way to strengthen the locator for a short time ……”

“I do!” Ochili immediately interrupted Saul.

Saul finally stopped his hand movements and raised his eyebrows at Ochre.

It was obvious that Ochili was trying to suppress his emotions, but his cheeks were still slightly red.

“If you agree to open the proximity program, I will give you the method.”

“But if you don’t show me the method first, how can I agree to open it?” Saul had a straight face.

He wasn’t in a hurry anyway.

Ochre’s face reddened a little more, but he raised his hand and patted his cheek to calm himself down.

“A locator, it helps us stabilize our mental bodies against contamination from within and without our bodies. Others explain it as an anchor, a focus to prevent us from getting lost in the sea of knowledge. But whatever the explanation, it doesn’t change at all.”

“A locator that will act as a protection in case we experience a cognitive crisis. This effect does not diminish with increased use. In fact, it’s like our brains, the more we use it, the more flexible it becomes. That’s why my method is, active training for the locator.”

Sol looked over with cold eyes.

He knew that the method of strengthening the locator would not be simple.

But Ochre’s method was no longer a question of whether it was dangerous or not.

It was a frantic test on the brink of death!
Were all the wizards in the Lordless Lands so desperate?

Well, for Ouchli, he probably had no other way. “This method …… is too dangerous.”

“But, this is the only method that can keep us alive. Even if we suffer some irreversible trauma in the process, there is still a chance to repair it in the future. But when people die, there is nothing left.”

Saul still didn’t give Ochili an immediate answer.

But in order to appease the other party, Saul gave a deadline.

Three days.

However, without using three days, something happened that made Saul change his mind.

The old witch came back half a day later than expected.

When she appeared at the door of the lab, she was covered in dust.

That dust went into every inch of her wrinkles, as if the whole person had been buried in the dirt for hours.

Sol saw the other woman and froze for a moment, but decided not to ask more about the other woman’s experience.

Those wretched experiences the other party might not want to recall.

“Did you find a complete soul body?”

Ochili couldn’t help but give a sideways glance, once again sighing that this kid was really, not at all emotionally intelligent.

“Didn’t find it.” The old hag grimaced, “But that’s okay.”

Without cleaning herself up, the old hag walked straight out of the room and returned again a few minutes later.

And this time, she brought the dwarf out of his cage.

It had been a long time since the dwarf had left the cage.

The old hag used to take a portion of his body tissue from him every time she sought him out.

Sometimes more sometimes less.

Even though he was physically strong and had good recovery ability, he was still weak to the core at this point.

He had never known when this kind of life would end. But recently it had seen the light of day.

That new, hairy-looking little boy who hadn’t even grown his hair yet seemed to have pushed the experiment to its end.

Characterized by the fact that the old hag had been taking tissue from him more and more often lately.

Though his body was badly bruised, hope rose in the dwarf’s heart.

If he could just pull through, there might be hope of regaining his freedom.

Whether the old witch’s experiment succeeded or failed. The days would never be a pool of dead water again.

But today, the old hag brought the dwarf directly to the laboratory.

Ouchli is giving Saul a hand and recording data, seeing the old witch half-dragging and half-dragging to bring the dwarf over, at first there was some surprise, but then thought of something, the bottom of the eyes flashed a touch of joy.

He nudged Thor’s shoulder, “Watch.”

Thor stops what he’s doing and, in passing, tosses one of the samples into the scrap area once more.

The next thing he knew, he saw the old hag immobilizing the weakened dwarf on the lab bench.

“Don’t you need intact souls for your experiments?” The old hag looked up at Sol, “I don’t think I’m picking a race, are I?”

Thor looked expressionless and didn’t say anything.

Next, the old hag dismembered the dwarf.

The dismembered dwarves did not die for a while due to their strong vitality.

Next, the old hag carried over her homemade soul extractor.

It was like an upside down cauldron with many jars attached crookedly underneath.

This homemade apparatus was rather crude, with materials everywhere. What was truly valuable was the densely packed miniature sorcery spell formations on it.

These miniature spell formations turned the trash into a sophisticated instrument.

The old witch used her witchcraft to activate the instrument.

The dwarf, who had just taken a breath, lost consciousness in an instant.

Thor squinted his eyes and saw a highly transparent, between white and gray spirit being sucked a little bit into the pipe above.

During this time, the old hag had been carefully chanting incantations to ensure that the spirit body would not break off.

When that was done, she removed the cauldron from above and tossed it to Saul.

“Here you go, complete with spirit body. It’s warped, but make sure not a single piece is missing.”

(End of chapter)