"How is this possible that you can fuse ninth-level bloodline?" Guderian's first reaction after hearing Wu Ming's words was disbelief.
In the entire bloodline wizard system, there are only a dozen or so ninth-level wizard giants, and each of them is a shaper of the Holy Land.
Similarly, the bloodline that can give birth to a ninth-level wizard is also something that can be encountered but cannot be sought, because none of the existences that can become a ninth-level creature is weak. It may be easy to defeat them, but it is too difficult to kill them.
More importantly, in terms of high-end combat power, arcane wizards always outperform bloodline wizards.
In this case, in order to check and balance the bloodline wizard, many people will join forces to hunt down the ninth-level creatures, and even special traps will be set up by the arcane wizard.
In the history of magic, an unsuccessful hunt is remembered. It was an illusion created by the occult wizard, forcing the blood wizard to believe that there was a single ninth-level creature living in a certain space crack.
The bloodline wizards who didn't know the truth rushed over confidently. As a result, the five giant-level wizards were ambushed by more than a dozen ninth-level arcane wizards. One giant was killed on the spot, and the remaining four were seriously injured and escaped.
Since then, the giants among the bloodline wizards have become more conservative in hunting level nine creatures.
So it was hard for Guderian to believe that Wu Ming could find the ninth-level bloodline for fusion. Those things were priceless treasures.
"Teacher, don't doubt my words, I will prove it with facts. Now, let's get started. I can't wait to fuse the mysterious blood of your invention." Wu Ming remained calm, with confidence on his face
smile.
Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of the question, Guderian stopped asking and said seriously: "If you want to merge with other bloodlines, your physical fitness must at least reach that of a great knight, otherwise it will explode like a balloon. I'll give it first.
You test your body data, and only after you have complete data can you fine-tune your bloodline and find the most perfect fusion method."
"sorry to bother you."
Wu Ming cooperated in recording and left his body data in various testing instruments.
Half an hour later, all the tests were completed. Guderian took his data and began to make final adjustments to the mysterious bloodline.
"The bloodline I discovered has never been tested on humans, and I don't know if it has any side effects. If you feel something is wrong, you must remember to speak up and don't be stubborn."
Lying on the cold metal table, Wu Ming looked at Guderian, who was holding a syringe and looking serious, and said with a smile: "Teacher, I am not a child, come on!"
Guderian nodded slightly and used metal rings to clamp Wu Ming's hands and feet to prevent him from harming himself due to pain.
Then, he took the syringe and stabbed Wu Ming's neck, and injected the light blue liquid in the syringe into his aorta.
"Hiss!" This was much more painful than an injection. It started from the neck and quickly spread throughout the body.
This is a pain that goes from the blood to the skin to the bone marrow, and the power of blood transformation is blooming.
If Wu Ming is placed in a recovery warehouse in the technological world at this time, a surprising conclusion will be drawn: his own genes are being replaced.
The human body only has 23 pairs of chromosomes, but after the fusion of the two blood lines, the number of chromosomes became 108 pairs.
From a genetic point of view, he is transforming from a human into an unknown creature. This change is unscientific.
Because it is impossible for one kind of creature to transform into other creatures. Doing so will only collapse its own genes, but in fact Wu Ming is living very well.
"Teacher, I suddenly feel no pain and feel cool all over. Is this normal?" Wu Ming asked with a frown while lying on the metal table.
Guderian was very experienced in this. While adjusting various potions for Wu Ming to drink, he replied nonchalantly: "The organs of the human body are very delicate and have various coping mechanisms. Your own senses have been blocked.
The feeling of pain is gone, which is commonly referred to as pain numbness!”
Hearing this answer, Wu Ming was speechless. No wonder he didn't feel the pain anymore.
But that's okay. Although he can bear the pain, it's still good if it doesn't hurt. No one except perverts likes to torture themselves.
However, he soon realized that he was wrong. As a bottle of red potion was poured down, the pain came flooding in again.
"Hold on, don't let pain destroy your will, you have to become the master of pain, not its slave." Every ten minutes, a bottle of potion was poured, and the pain gradually increased.
Guderian didn't know what he was recording, so he collected data from time to time and made slight adjustments to the medicine.
In Wu Ming's mind, there was nothing but pain, and his soul was on the verge of collapse.
However, those unknown potions also have the effect of stabilizing the soul. This feeling of being unable to die even if you want to live is really...a kind of enjoyment.
"Struggling in pain and looking up at the sky in hell is exactly what I want!" Life is like a job. Since you can't refuse, just let go and enjoy it.
Wu Ming took pleasure in suffering and realized the pain all over his body, from the inside out.
This pain lasted for three hours, and after drinking at least twenty bottles of various miscellaneous potions, the whole fusion came to an end.
"Did you succeed?" Wu Ming was sweating like a water rat.
Guderian shook his head slightly, took off the metal ring on his body, and said: "Half the battle is done. In the next three months, you will enter the fusion period from time to time. Just survive this period and you will be fine."
"Three months, other people's integration period is not that long, right?" Wu Ming has been at Beacon Academy for a while and is not a novice who doesn't understand anything.
At the beginning of the bloodline fusion, there is a fusion period, but this process usually only takes about three to five days.
That's it. Apprentices can't bear the pain, and suicides often occur, because during the fusion period, no suppressive drugs can be used, and they can only rely on themselves to endure the pain.
"Others don't have that long, but this bloodline is different. Its fusion period is super long, far longer than any other bloodline I know." After Guderian said this, he looked at the culture tank again. Half of the blood was missing.
The blood essence said happily: "There is still half left. Maybe I can give it to another person for a blood transplant."
After hearing Guderian talk about this mysterious bloodline, Wu Ming also turned to look at the cultivation tank.
After a while, Wu Ming withdrew his gaze and said, "Teacher, if I were you, I would destroy it."
"What?" Guderian didn't seem to hear clearly, and then made sure.
Wu Ming answered word by word and in a very affirmative tone: "Everything has value only if it is unique, what do you think?"
Guderian looked at him as if he were meeting him for the first time.
No, this was the first time the two parties met. Although Guderian was vain, he was not a fool.
From Wu Ming's words, he heard the naked possessiveness and the tyranny of not sharing with others. This is definitely not the character of a noble person.
"Teacher, don't cause trouble for yourself. I respect you very much, and you should respect me too." Wu Ming didn't want this bloodline to appear on the second person, because Abidas was also interested in this bloodline.
On the surface, he and Abidas are good brothers, but in fact Wu Ming is just acting, acting out a script about deep brotherhood.
To be fair, Abidas has become too strong, which is not good for him at all.
What Wu Ming needs is just a treasure hunter who can stand in front of him and bring him opportunities, not a mountain that weighs on his head and cannot be moved.
"If you insist, I will do that." Looking at Wu Ming's eyes, Guderian couldn't help but lower his head.
It was obvious that he was a second-level wizard, and Wu Ming was just an apprentice who was not even a formal wizard, but when he saw those eyes, he felt very scared.
In the dark, there seemed to be a voice telling him that if he didn't do this, disaster would happen, and it was aimed at him.
"Teacher, if things are dry today and something is burned in a test accident, no one will doubt it. Are you right?" Wu Ming said expressionlessly, as if seeking the other party's opinion.
Guderian nodded with difficulty. He didn't know what was wrong with him, so he said hoarsely: "Of course!"
"Thank you, my respected mentor. I will respect you as always and be your pride." Wu Ming stood up and walked outside, quickly leaving the laboratory.
No one noticed that Wu Ming, who pushed the door open and left, was not as calm as before. Instead, he was leaning against the wall and breathing heavily.
Mental oppression is a small method in magic. It is also a small skill that does not require magic power and can be used only with mental power.
Wu Ming took a few deep breaths, calmed his breathing, and whispered: "Guderian, you won't let me down..."