Chapter 842: Chapter 436 Developnt Potential–118!
“Li Ming is already an S Level life form,” the Prophet said slowly.
The Holy Mother paused for a mont, her expression under the black veil startled, her body trembling slightly. The shadow on the ground spread but quickly retracted, exclaiming, “He… S Level?”
“That’s right.” The Prophet’s gaze was more intense than ever, “He is certainly no ordinary life form; there must be a great secret on him, so my ntal fragnt decided on the spot to bring him back.”
“S Level…” The Holy Mother muttered, “You did well, a life form like this is of extraordinary value, his seed can even create…”
Saying this, she suddenly ca back to her senses, her brow tightly knit, “But it failed?”
“I even brought him out and made all the necessary containnt asures,” the Prophet said in a deep voice, “It was Kayna; she was a Conservative spy.”
“Hmm?” The Holy Mother’s face turned extrely ugly, “A conservative spy…”
At the last mont, they actually failed on this issue?
The Prophet nodded, rubbing his forehead, “I don’t know the specific details; I can only receive the fragnted mories transmitted by the Spiritual Seed, which are all deeply entrenched mories of hers.”
“According to our original plan, she was supposed to just steal so seeds, but since Li Ming is already an S Level life form, it disrupted everything.”
“I rember, she was recomnded by the ‘Spider Queen’, wasn’t she?” The Holy Mother said, her expression grim.
“We should be able to follow the trail and uncover a large number of spies, but compared to Li Ming…” The Prophet felt a faint pain in his chest; the loss this ti was too significant.
“We must snatch him back!” The Holy Mother said decisively.
“The Swearer will definitely make perfect preparations, and if we make a move, we don’t have a 100% certainty of success.” The Prophet shook his head. If the Swearer faces a critical situation, it’s hard to guarantee they won’t directly annihilate Li Ming, resulting in mutual destruction.
“Indeed, we must ensure 100% success.” The Holy Mother mused, “Alchemy Baron…”
“You want to cooperate with him?” The Prophet was slightly surprised.
The Holy Mother said in a deep voice, “We can try.”
Then her voice turned icy, “Activate our dark line, spare no cost to pinpoint the coordinates of the Conservative nest.”
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“… Recently, three Divine Craftsn of the chanic Association including Azure Dragon have publicly declared again that any political persecution against the chanic Association is not allowed to exist…”
“… Ever since the founding ten-mber list of the High-level Life Form Union was announced nine months ago, discussions about Azure Dragon have never left the public’s sight…”
The screen on the wall displayed the latest news headlines. This seed to be a biological laboratory, and the walls all around were not cold tal or stone, but composed of writhing flesh and blood.
It seed to possess life, slowly undulating, and the surface was covered with tiny blood vessels and nerves, with mucus seeping out occasionally, emitting a pungent, fishy sll.
Against the backdrop of the flesh walls, the various experintal instrunts appeared even more bizarre, covered by a layer of slippery tissue, with tal parts and biological structures intertwined.
The buttons on the instrunts were eyeballs that continuously rotated, their eerie gleams sending chills down one’s spine as they turned slowly following the instrunt’s operation.
In the central glass container, within the bubbling yellow liquid, there was a vaguely ford body, with the flesh and blood tissues proliferating at an extrely slow rate.
In appearance, it bore a seven to eight tenths resemblance to Ryan.
“Finally…” Standing in front of the screen, Levinbeck took a deep breath, his expression extrely excited, “After more than half a year of effort, and expending a large amount of my alchemy material, I finally restored the basic body.”
Cloning a high-level life form is almost an impossible task, not to ntion an x-level life form, even an a-level life form poses great difficulties.
The reason it could be managed was that the alchemy material had thoroughly eroded Ryan.
In reality, he wasn’t cloning but was restoring Ryan through the alchemy material.
“Data is normal, the gene is being corrected…” He looked at the various data on the screen; before Ryan was fully restored, this mass of flesh was rely flesh, devoid of any genetic data.
“Hmm… even if it is restored, the body is severely damaged. To regain his peak combat strength would likely take at least ten years unless alchemy material is massively infused, but if so, it would soon mutate…” Levinbeck studied carefully, showing no disappointnt.
He wasn’t restoring Ryan for his combat strength in the first place but for the bloodline within his body, the bloodline of Terrax.
In the absence of acquiring Li Ming, the Terrax bloodline was his only path.
“Teacher, you’ve made progress, while I too haven’t been idle.” Levinbeck took a deep breath, as soon as the gene correction was thoroughly completed, he was prepared to undertake a major venture.
However, at this mont, Ryan’s body subrged in the yellow liquid suddenly began to convulse violently, his eyes rolled upward, and beneath the skin, it seed as if little snakes were swimming.
“Hmm?” Levinbeck’s expression abruptly changed, “What’s going on?”
Not understanding what had happened, he quickly pulled up various data, his face increasingly grim, “The gene is collapsing, unable to be corrected…”
The restorative body’s movents grew more violent, bubbles erging from its throat, yet it remained expressionless, seemingly devoid of any emotion.
The shadows in the corners of the biological laboratory surged, and the eyeball buttons on the instrunts spun frantically.
“How could it be unable to correct…” Levinbeck swiftly gathered more alchemy material, with tendrils of flesh extending into the liquid container, connecting to Ryan, with a steady stream of blood energy pouring into it.
The restorative body’s movents quickly cald, but whenever the alchemy material stopped, the gene would swiftly collapse again.
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