Chapter 516: Prison Disaster:
Those who are useful can still have a chance to be imprisoned.
Useless people can only become materials for dismemberment.
"What kind of person is useful to you?" Sol looked directly at the old witch and asked calmly.
"Ha, it looks pretty smart." The old witch retracted her hand, "I want to build the most perfect body. It must have the beauty of an elf, the toughness of a giant, the strength of a dwarf, and the adaptability of a barbarian. Of course, the most important thing is Yes, you need to have a genius' adaptability to elemental magic."
The old witch looked at Thor as if he were looking at a piece of meat on a chopping board, carefully weighing which piece was fat and which was thin.
"I will succeed soon. By then, I will become the most talented wizard. Dreamers, fireflies, and wind monsters are just my foils." Claude once told
Suo Hey, there is currently no level 4 wizard in Borderlands. The three third-level wizards recognized as the most powerful are Dream Maker Clark, Fire Lord Herbert, and Wind Demon Peier.
Thor suddenly realized, "I understand. You need an assistant who can help with research experiments."
The old witch did not deny it.
Sol smiled humbly, "It just so happens that I'm better at studying the formula for witch body transformation."
"Huhuhuhu..." The old witch laughed so hard that her little finger on the back of her head bounced.
"A first-level wizard dares to say he is good at it. Are today's young people so arrogant? Do you think the transformation formula I need is like adding eyes and changing blood like a wizard apprentice?" "
No. "You always have to have evidence to speak. Thor raised his hand, and his fingertips gradually became transparent. "I have also undergone two witch body transformations. Naturally, I understand that transformation is not just as simple as changing some body tissues for myself. "
The old witch's eyes were fixed on Thor's fingers, watching as his skin and underlying muscles, blood vessels and other tissues gradually turned into transparent gray-white, revealing the white bones in the center.
"Transformation involves multiple tissues of the human body, and there are many follow-up issues that need to be considered, such as allergies, immunity, self-repair, and the fluency of magical energy. Sometimes it seems to be a conflict between witchcraft materials, but its essence may be The smallest body tissue cannot survive in the modified environment."
Listening to Sol's words and watching the changes in his fingers, the old witch's original disdainful expression faded and her eyes narrowed slightly. She pursed her lips, but the corners of her blood-red mouth slowly rose.
"It's interesting. Let me ask you a question. If your answer satisfies me, at least you won't have to die before I complete the transformation experiment." "Please tell me." "How to stop the aging of the body? How to prolong the growth of the body's
tiny
tissues Lifespan?"
Thor lowered his eyes and forced himself not to look at the wrinkled face of the old witch.
After thinking for a moment, he gave the answer, "The surface aging of the body is due to the shrinkage of micro-tissues, which are not as plump as when they were reborn. Internal aging is the slowdown in the regeneration of micro-tissues. So we can start from two aspects, one is supplementation, and the other is Accelerate the speed of micro-tissue division."
Saul deliberately left a hidden danger here.
It was just a test, there was no need for him to tell it so completely. And leaving hidden dangers for the old witch may be leaving a way for him to survive.
The old witch suddenly reached into the cage and grabbed Thor's arm. Her fingertips slowly shrank, and her sharp nails left several blood marks on Thor's slightly translucent skin.
Red blood flowed from the wound, mixed with some inconspicuous gray particles.
The old witch took back her hand, put her fingertips into her mouth and licked them in turn, leaving a few streaks of bright red on the dark purple tip of her tongue.
"Hehehe... Hahaha..." She shook her shoulders and laughed, and the folds on her face were trembling as well.
After laughing for a minute, the old witch suddenly turned her head and said to the person in the wooden cage next to Sol, "Oqili, I have found someone who can replace you. You have to be careful~" Sol also looked over
.
To his left, in a similar cage four or five meters away, a man was lying with his back to them.
Because of the limited area of the cage, the man had to tuck his head and knees into his chest when lying down.
After listening to the old witch's words, the man just moved his buttocks and did not respond.
The old witch wasn't angry either. She grabbed the wooden bars of the cage and stood up little by little.
"Okay, I'm going to see my little baby. I'll see you tomorrow. During this time, you can think about my problem. What I want is not just a few seemingly correct principles." The old witch turned
around Go towards the door.
Thor approached the railing, "Old witch, my coachman..."
"At present, his actual use is greater than yours. Think about how to survive first."
The old witch opened the door and went out.
Thor noticed that the room outside the door was also dim.
Sol seemed to be the only one awake in the room now. The figures in other cages were either sitting or lying curled up.
Looks like he's been locked up for a long time.
There should be a confinement-type witchcraft circle on the cage. While sitting here, Thor's magic and mental power fluctuations were forcibly suppressed within an extremely low value range.
There was no way to open the cage for the time being, so Thor turned to look at the room.
The room was paved with rough stone bricks from top to bottom, left, and back. The shape of the entire house is very irregular, and the ground is even more polygonal.
The lighting fixture in the room was a plant with oval buds that looked wilted and dying.
Several wooden cages are fixed near or far around the luminous plants.
The one where Thor is located is the farthest, with the wall behind him.
Looking carefully, besides Thor, there are five other people in the cages.
Three of them have special body shapes.
In the cage facing Thor sat a giant.
Sol's cage is a little over one meter high, while the opponent's cage is nearly two meters high. But even so, when the giant sat down curled up, his scalp was pressed against the cage.
It looks extremely uncomfortable.
Next to the giant is another dwarf with a huge contrast. According to rough estimates, the height may be less than one meter.
Then, on Sol's left side against the wall, there was a man with his upper body lying on the ground and his legs curled up on the wall.
Thor saw the black lines on his body and judged that the other person should be a barbarian, and a spellcasting character like a barbarian priest.
To Sol's left is the man known as Oqili. Ou Qili's left hand should also be an official wizard, but he looks weaker.
Maybe it was because he felt Sol's attention, or because the old witch had left. Ou Qili, who was still curled up on the ground just now, got up little by little and changed to a sitting position.
He no longer looks young, his temples are gray, and there are many large spots on his skin.
"I hope you are really good at transforming witch bodies." Ou Qili lowered his head and looked at his toes, "The two people who lied about being good at transforming witch bodies have now become witchcraft materials that cannot move or speak. ”
It’s a good thing that someone is willing to communicate.
Thor, who was not very tall, turned around nimbly in the cage, "Did the old witch capture us just to help her with her witch body transformation experiment?" "Of course not." Ou Qili still didn't look at Thor
. , bowed his head and said listlessly, "For outsiders, there are many witchcraft materials in Borderland that are not found in other places, but here, wizards are also a kind of material." (End of this
chapter)