Chapter 524 Allergies

Chapter 524 Allergy
Although Ochili’s real purpose of using the Byzek Magic Mirror was to strengthen his locator through a death-defying test.

However, during the experiment, Saul realized that the magic mirror could indeed be put to great use.

At the very least, in terms of improving reaction speed, this magic mirror gave Saul a lot of surprises.

Of course, what made him care more was that he seemed to have inadvertently discovered the old witch’s problem!

Although many witches did not change in their appearance in order to explore the truth of knowledge and to improve their strength, many female witches would still try to avoid becoming too scary or ugly.

The person in the mirror, was it the old witch herself? Or was it a mirror image formed for some other reason?

Unfortunately, this mirror image only appeared once, and later on, no matter how much Saul secretly observed the old witch in the mirror, he didn’t see the young woman with the demonic appearance and upturned eyes again.

Five days later, Saul completed the fusion of the four kinds of bodies, and through the experience he gained on the resurrection experiment, he temporarily suppressed the rejection reaction of the bodies of different races.

At the moment the experiment was completed, the old hag rushed forward as if she had a sense and directly squeezed Saul out of the way.

“This is the new body obtained from the fusion of the four races?”

Lying on the experiment table was a white dough. A tiny sarcoma kept growing on top of the dough, which was in turn knocked off by the electric shock facility next to the experiment table.

“Three and a half races to be exact.” Saul stepped aside to give the old hag an explanation, “Currently it has the strength of a dwarf, the toughness of a giant, and the adaptability of a barbarian. But I’m not so sure it will have the beauty of an elf when it finishes solidifying its form. After all, the elven materials you gave me are just too little. I can’t even tell which part of the elven body that is.”

The old hag gave Sol a blank look, “I don’t want to disappear like an elf just yet. What I’m giving you is the powder of a wind elf’s remains. It’s a small amount, but rare and safer.”

Wind Elf remains?
Before Saul could be shocked, he heard Ochili at the side blurt out, “Powder of wind elf remains? Old hag, you wouldn’t have stolen the wind demon’s lab, would you?”

The old hag was first stunned, then a little confused.

And Ouchili was still chattering, “The Wind Elf Remains are the Wind Demon Pei’er’s most valued treasure, you stole this and you dare to stay in a masterless land.”

“Pah!” The old witch slapped Ouchili, who was still trying to say something, away.

When the latter climbed up from the ground, half of his face skin was lifted up by the slap.

“I can stay wherever I want?” The confusion in the old hag’s eyes receded and grimness regained the high ground as she stared at Sol, “Do you have any more questions?”

“None. If it’s the powder from the remains, then the potency is naturally enough.” Sol answered immediately.

“Very well. Then we will prepare to add the last ingredient now.” The old hag exited the lab with an expressionless face.

Saul immediately went over to help Ochre up, “Are you alright?”

Ochili endured the pain and pressed half of his face back, he didn’t have the strength to speak and could only shake his head at Saul.

Saul fetched the materials from the lab table now, first prepared a healing potion and applied it on Ouchili’s face.

The latter soon felt his fiery face become numb.

“Well not dead.” Ouchli covered his face and looked up with spiteful eyes, “How did you mirror build?”

Ochili had looked in the mirror for four days before giving up the opportunity to look in the mirror to Saul.

“The locator is a little unstable. I ……”

“Unstable before you think it’s changing the law!” Because half of his face was paralyzed, Ouchli’s voice was muffled, but Saul could still understand what the other party meant.

Instability was what meant change.

But what Ochili didn’t know was that Saul’s locator hadn’t changed at all.

The Death Wizard’s Diary floated silently within his mental body year after year.

With Saul’s current strength, even if the Byzek Magic Mirror photo-alienated himself, it was impossible to affect the diary in the slightest.

And when Saul tried to shine the mirror, the soul fragments he stored in his skin became a little restless. It seemed to want to break away from his skin and enter the magic mirror.

It was only because the time spent looking in the mirror was not long, this agitation did not turn into actual action.

Instead, Saul took this opportunity to roughly understand how the Byzek Magic Mirror worked.

The Byzek Magic Mirror could accelerate the reaction of elemental particles. However, if irradiated for a long time, it would distort the trajectory of the elemental particles. For a longer period of time, it might completely disrupt the actions of the elemental particles. But Saul hadn’t found the characteristic of replication from these laws for the time being.

Could it be that after disrupting the movement of the particles, they could be commanded to be restored one-to-one in accordance with the set goal in order to achieve the effect of replication?
Saul could only make such a guess at the moment.

At the same time, he understood why there were so many grudges inside the mirror.

Those were the source of the mirror’s operating energy.

It was certain that if this mirror flowed into the world of ordinary people, it would leave behind one horror legend after another.

“You have to speed up the process, without words, I can run alone since.”

“Got it.” Sol muttered not very reluctantly.

At that moment, the old hag also brought another wizard she had imprisoned.

That witch had fear in her eyes, but her back was still straight, as if she had already foreseen her end, but didn’t want to lose her demeanor while dying, so she held on strongly.

But his strength didn’t last long.

The great fear of death and of being an experiment still made the sorcerer break his defenses when Ochili took a huge needle and prepared to insert it into his spine.

His mastery of sorcery was rapidly regaining as he left the cage that could suppress the fluctuations of magic and mental power.

He waited until he was pressed by Saul on the lab table, and he was finally able to release his sorcery.

A light vector spell appeared silently, heading straight towards Saul’s facade.

Saul didn’t move a muscle, as if he had been stunned by the sudden attack.

However, before getting the light vector could touch Sol’s person, it was suddenly intercepted by a finger pressing down on it!
It turned out to be the finger the old witch had been trapping in her braid!
“What a theoretical wizard, who can’t even dodge in the face of an attack.” That broken finger made a slight point, and the hastily condensed light vector was reduced to nothing.

The old witch retrieved the broken finger and stood behind Sol and Ochili, saying coldly, “Continue!”

The experiment had to continue.

The wizard who didn’t know his life from beginning to end just died on the experiment table.

Yet his death did not put an end to the experiment that had been piled up with lives.

When Saul extracted a portion of the “dough” and injected it into the sorcerer’s body along the spinal column, the latter initially experienced some benign physiological changes.

For example, his muscle density increased and his bone strength took a quantum leap. Even the skin tissue that had been cut to observe the bones was rapidly regenerating.

And his originally somewhat narrow features seemed to have stretched a bit.

But before all of these toward-good features could reach the theoretical values calculated by Sol, a dense layer of red spots suddenly rose on the sorcerer’s face.

Saul and the old witch frowned at the same time, while Ochili secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Ochili knew that he was different from Saul, and whether the experiment succeeded or failed, he would only die.

That’s why the experiment must still be in progress now, so that he can have time to complete his big plan to escape.

“What’s going on here?” The old hag was visibly upset, but she was still suppressing it.

For a witch, one failed experiment was nothing at all.

If it wasn’t for the old witch’s own dangerous situation, she wouldn’t have taken one or two failures seriously at all.

“I think ……”

The man on the experimental table lost his vital features a few seconds after the red spot appeared, and Saul picked up the knife and sliced open his arm again to observe the bones underneath.

And surprisingly, the other man’s bones had large red spots on them as well!
“I think …… he might be allergic.”

(End of chapter)