Chapter 1110 Bloodline Test (3000 3200 replenishment)
Yharnam Town, Cemetery.
In the cemetery that has expanded several times, the gravekeeper, Old John, is wearing a black robe and solemnly waiting in the corner.
In the Lancaster family cemetery area, a grand funeral was taking place.
All the Lancasters were present, and many were crying.
Because their mountain collapsed!
Carlin!
The shield of this family finally reached the end of his life.
He brought the Lancaster family to a new era of glory, and his achievements are remembered by everyone.
Aaron seemed very inconspicuous among the mourning townspeople.
He glanced at Old John and had no intention of going back and continuing to be the tombkeeper.
After all, sixty years have passed, and you still come back to guard someone else’s grave. Isn’t it despicable?
He placed a white daisy in front of Carlin's grave: "Your spirit can be passed down, but your bloodline has long been cut off..."
Aaron said to himself.
Karin has long been a demon hunter and is reproductively isolated from ordinary people, so it is impossible to have offspring.
So...the origins of these Catherine's children are very problematic.
Above Karin's head, there is probably a green grassland.
Of course, considering the nobles' need for offspring, maybe this was done with Karin's consent. When the two parties were doing things, he might still be the one holding the door outside...
'Facts have once again proven that a dog that licks will die a happy death!'
Aaron complained, turned around and left the cemetery.
…
late at night.
Inside a double-storey villa.
Aaron opened a small herbal room for himself.
Three years have passed, and the police officer has been replaced. As for surveillance, there is no way to talk about it.
Now, he is a well-known herbalist in the town - Aaron!
Yes, Aaron returned to his old business and opened a small clinic.
As for the reason?
Naturally, it is for the convenience of various experiments.
At this time, he opened a handwritten manuscript on the table in the herbal medicine shop.
——The inheritance of the witcher!
This is something Aaron has coveted for a long time!
For this, he has been waiting for more than sixty years!
"Okay... Actually, I guess the inheritance of the demon hunter is almost complete through simulation. This inheritance is just a piece of experimental data..."
Because of this, even if Carlin fooled Aaron with a fake thing, he would be able to find out immediately.
But Carlin didn't use this crooked idea. At that time, he probably didn't have the energy.
Aaron turned to the first page——
[The demon hunter's trial is called 'black iron'... which means constantly polishing a piece of rough iron to remove impurities... In terms of the human body, specific medicines and breathing methods are needed! 】
[Body Tempering Potion Formula:...]
This set of potions is the awesome potion that Aaron later summarized.
Even after his improvements, the effect is even better than the original version.
Aaron shook his head, feeling very sorry that Carlin had not improved the formula for so long, and then continued reading:
[Supporting breathing exercises:...]
"I know that demon hunters of different schools have different breathing methods. This is their top priority. Even though I am an old friend of several demon hunters, they don't tell me..."
Aaron's eyes lit up.
Based on his current knowledge, he also knows that demon hunters are divided into many schools.
The more common ones include Frost Wolf School, Thunder Eagle School, Red Fish School, etc...
And this set of breathing techniques is called - Viper Breathing Technique!
It is a breathing method belonging to the Viper School!
Using this set of breathing exercises, the witcher will become more agile.
Then, when you reach the limit of your human body, you can take the 'Black Iron Potion', which uses the tissue of extraordinary monsters to stimulate genetic mutations in the demon hunter, thus breaking a certain limit!
Behind the inheritance, there are also supporting 'Hydralisk Sword Technique', 'Viper Silver Sword Making Technique', 'Special Equipment Drawings', several common medicinal oil formulas, etc...
It can be said that a demon hunter who has learned these techniques is an official demon hunter!
At the end of the inheritance of the Viper School, some monsters that the predecessors have encountered are also listed, as well as the most important information and countermeasures.
It can even be said...the valuable experience summarized with blood by our predecessors is more valuable than this inheritance!
Aaron turned to the last page and showed an interested expression:
[The most dangerous prey—warlock!]
[Master Rogel of the Viper Sect once killed a warlock by assassination! 】
[...There is always a layer of magic power defense surrounding the opponent's body, which greatly deflects Master Roger's poisonous snake silver sword, causing him to fail to kill the opponent immediately and die together with the warlock...]
[The subsequent investigation concluded that the defensive force field was the 'innate spell' of the warlock, who claimed to be an apprentice from the Black Spirit Tower... However, after inquiries from all parties, there was no place or organization called the Black Spirit Tower on the Adsen continent.
...]
…
"After a long time of work, this master of the demon hunter went to sneak attack a rookie warlock? The key is that they both died in the end?"
Aaron touched his chin: "I always feel that the upper limit of a demon hunter... is a bit low, but for a warlock, the upper limit seems to be very high."
It's a pity that even though he has been traveling for sixty years and has seen many minstrels and circus tricks, he has never seen any real magicians.
"In short... my physical fitness has reached its peak a long time ago. It's time to prepare a black iron potion."
Aaron finally closes the legacy.
At the same time, most of his experience and accumulation over the years are connected in series with this inheritance as the thread, flowing slowly from his heart.
"The levels of witchers can be roughly divided into witcher apprentices, formal witchers, and master witchers... If you want to become a formal witcher, you must pass the Black Iron Trial. If you want to become a master witcher,
You must pass the 'Red Mountain Trial'!"
Why did Aaron know?
That was what he admitted to himself after he got a Frostwolf sect demon hunter drunk.
"However... I vaguely feel that there is something wrong with the demon hunter's potion configuration. If it is improved, it may be able to support another mutation!"
The demon hunter's ability comes from mutation!
If the first mutation is relatively simple, the second mutation requires re-inducing a mutation on the already mutated gene.
There is very little room for modification, so becoming a master witcher is difficult.
If you want to break through to the master level, you must induce a third mutation on the basis of the second mutation!
This is naturally more difficult!
In fact, Aaron himself had even made a vague guess and had already come up with a similar advanced formula for the witcher, but he never used it because he was worried about this.
This time, he got the experimental data from the Viper sect's demon hunters, which was also an unexpected surprise for him.
This will save Aaron from taking many detours.
He was immersed in the experiment, and even his daily visits to the doctor were reduced a lot.
finally……
Half a month later.
Aaron wrote a very complex recipe for advanced witcher potions.
Compared with the Viper Sect's black iron potion, this recipe is ten times more complicated!
"If you want to finally carry out three mutations, you must first lay a solid foundation."
"The first induced mutation is actually very important... Those demon hunters who took the defective medicine actually killed their own future..."
"If you want to avoid genetic collapse when you advance to Master Demon Hunter or even higher levels, you must leave enough room for the first mutation. This is very important!"
With the knowledge of a master of herbal medicine and more experience, Aaron naturally understands that going too far is not enough.
Now when I look at the potions of the Viper School, I feel they are a bit extreme.
If you follow this path, you will reach the master level at most. Any further breakthroughs will inevitably lead to genetic collapse!
…
The next day.
Aaron began to collect the medicinal ingredients for his own prescription.
Thanks to the channels established by the previous clinic, some not-so-unusual ones were quickly collected, and there were also clues for others.
Only extraordinary materials have some problems.
"I had a ghoul brain before...but sixty years later, I forgot about it...let me think about it..."
Aaron rubbed his forehead: "It seems... it seems... probably... I gave it to a female witcher I met on the road? Well... I also gained her friendship."
A lot of the information about the master demon hunter was told to him by the other party during the card game.
It's a pity that sixty years have passed, and everything has changed.
Aaron never wanted to contact the other party again.
Because even if the female witcher didn't die, she would definitely become an old woman.
Fortunately, as the opponent's demon hunter, it is impossible to leave any heirs...
Thinking of this, Aaron put the other party behind him and started to test his own blood.
He pricked his fingertip with a silver needle, and a drop of bright red blood dripped out.
This drop of blood fell into the crucible, and Aaron poured black powder into it and burned it under the flame...
Immediately, it exuded an inexplicable color.
First it turns into a light blue, then red, black...
Eventually, it turned into a black-red color.
"Genetic bias... I think we can figure it out."
Aaron nodded: "Everyone's genes are different, and mutations also have different directions... According to the method of a certain school of medicine that directly injects medicine, regardless of the genetic fitness, there is a mortality rate of 60 to 70%, then
It’s really not surprising at all…or should I say, the fact that I survived 20 to 30% is because of the strength of the previous training potions and breathing techniques…”
At this time, according to the extraordinary genetic calculation he made for himself using local methods.
Aaron probably understood what he needed for his share of extraordinary materials.
"Based on this color... the most suitable one is probably a red dragon?"
"Well, there are no dragons to be found in the entire Adson continent!"
"Then what's next...a harpy? A bloodthirsty bird?"
Aaron tapped his eyebrows.
His life experience is very rich, he often sets foot in the wilderness that ordinary people dare not go, and even masters wilderness survival!
I vaguely remember that in the wilderness not far from Lancaster, there lived a nest of 'bloodthirsty crazy birds' on the edge of a cliff!
They can be regarded as close relatives of the bloodthirsty demon bird. When the former cannot be found, the latter can still be used reluctantly.
…
After having the plan, Aaron immediately prepared for the next action.
The explanation given to the townspeople was that Dr. Aaron received an emergency call from a friend and needed to go out for a few days.
After everything was ready, Aaron rode a horse and left the town of Yanan.
…
Blood on the cliff.
A strange bird with bright red feathers and a ferocious appearance made a shrill scream.
Its wingspan is more than three meters long, its thighs are abnormally long, and it has a pair of small claws on its chest.
Specifically, it's more like a gryphon.
Chirp!
The bloodthirsty crazy bird suddenly fell down, grabbed a hare that seemed to be paralyzed on the ground, and then started to feast on it in mid-air.
From time to time, blood mixed with pieces of meat would fall from the air.
After the bloodthirsty crazy bird left, a piece of grass not far away suddenly squirmed, lifting a layer of turf, revealing Aaron's calm eyes: "After feeding for so many days, it should be almost done, right?"
Monsters like the bloodthirsty crazy birds don't have much brains. If they find a food delicious, they will keep eating it.
Aaron took advantage of this and caught some rabbits, deer and other prey, and fed them on the fixed route of the opponent's flight every day.
The bodies of these prey are naturally poisoned.
Moreover, the weight is very light, so you won’t feel abnormal once you try it, but by now, it’s already so heavy that it’s hard to get back!
Next, it's just time to track down the opponent's lair and then pick up trash.
Just when Aaron was about to take action, he suddenly pulled off the turf disguise, covered himself, and turned into Voldemort again.
Kick!
The vibrations of horses' hooves trampling the ground continued to come from far to near.
It was a group of cavalry chasing a fleeing prisoner!
The prisoner seemed to be injured, with blood spraying all the way.
finally……
Accompanied by a war horse's cry, his horse was hit by an arrow and threw him off the horse.
"I am Jet from Red Fish...why are you trying to kill me?"
The demon hunter roared and clenched his sword with both hands.
"You don't need to know, shoot the arrow!"
The cavalrymen all covered their flags and badges. They just sneered when they heard this and did not step forward. Instead, they drew their crossbows from a distance and aimed at the demon hunter.
clank!
Accompanied by the sound of the crossbow being fired, the demon hunter's ferocious charge was ended in an instant.
He was hit by several arrows and fell to the ground.
However... just as a cavalryman approached hesitantly, he suddenly rose up, and the sword in his hand turned into a meteor, piercing the cavalryman's chest.
The opponent's body fell down, and more arrows were inserted into the demon hunter's body.
"Is this...sword oil? Fierce poison?"
"traitor!"
The demon hunter's eyes widened as he looked at the arrow that brought him burning pain, recognized the poison smeared on it, and fell down with a scream.
This time, he no longer breathed.
"Damn guy... actually killed one of our brothers."
"Cut off his head and take back everything on the body!"
The cavalry commander said coldly.
…
After a group of cavalrymen left, Aaron climbed out of the lawn, his face full of solemnity.
Although the cavalrymen concealed their badges, he knew their faces.
These are...the cavalry of the Viscounty of Lancaster!
"A storm is coming."
Aaron murmured, not wanting to avenge the demon hunter, but looking in the direction of the Blood Cliff.
The more times like this, the more he needs strength!