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Chapter 359 Mutation Virus·Elf Forest

South.

A metal disc was flying recklessly at a speed close to Mach 5. It was very quiet along the way, with no obstructions at all.

Even some gods would decisively tear open the space cracks and leave the moment Bai Yi's spiritual power touched them.

At this critical time, unless it was a powerful god, the gods would not want to waste their power to fight Bai Yi.

Even if there were legendary lords in the mutation zone and the disaster zone, they would only silently reduce their presence in the current 67 world legend degree of Bai Yi and the spiritual power that was so powerful that it made their original bodies a little uneasy.

Bai Yi casually marked several legendary mutation zones.

Continue to turn the pages of the book.

The most intuitive manifestation of transformation science is [Frenzy Transformation]. Bai Yi likes this transformation very much, but it has a shortcoming.

With Bai Yi's current use of materials and transformation technology, it can indeed increase the power of Frenzy·Bloom to the legendary level.

But there is a very embarrassing situation. There are a total of 104 city defense mechas in the Federation, which means 104 legends.

And Bai Yi can now build A series city defense mechas, which means that the one-time transformation of the legendary level does not seem to have much effect.

Now Bai Yi is studying the legendary transformation legion, which is the big deal. Legends are very strong even if they only have attributes.

After all, the birth of legends is very difficult. How many people in the entire federation are there?

So even if ten transformed legends can defeat a normal legend with expertise, it is not a loss.

Once the legendary transformed creatures form a scale, the enemies below the gods will not be able to pose any threat.

This can be seen from the Star Federation. It directly built 400 A series city defense mechas, which made that place stable for nearly 500 years.

What disaster zone and mutation zone are all clouds.

However, the higher the quality of the transformation, the more cost becomes a problem.

This cost does not refer to gold coins. Gold coins are indeed extraordinary materials and do have a certain value.

But even if it can become currency, it cannot cover the expenditure of all materials, such as the extremely scarce soul crystal core on the market, which cannot be bought with money.

This requires Midley's help. She now has to learn and manage the rules of the demon dimension.

In a time flow rate of 2,000 times, as long as she is given seeds, there is a high probability that many gaps in transformation can be filled.

The only trouble is the materials that are not formed naturally or have very harsh conditions for natural formation.

There is also

Zero: [The Wonder Guard sent a message that in half a month, the Star Messenger will visit. It is the messenger of the Alchemist Sage. ]

Bai Yi paused and stopped thinking: [Got it. ]

It was not conveyed through the player

Has the Star started to defend against the player? Very sharp.

Thinking about it, Bai Yi raised his hand and clicked. The terrifying energy poured into the temporary aircraft under him. As a light shield rose, the space began to fold, and the space shuttle began again.

It's almost there. After another hour of shuttle, we should reach the destination. It is indeed very far, but Bai Yi is looking forward to it, because according to ancient records, the place he is going to should be a place where gods disappear.

White plague and this god has some intersections with white plague, but I don’t know what the legendary Elf Forest looks like now.

Could it be some inheritance of the goddess of life?

——

"Hu~Hu~"

"Roar~"

Tap tap tap.

Fast and staggering footsteps, heavy panting, and some low roars of wild beasts shuttled through this jungle.

Winster's eyes were full of despair, his physical strength had reached the limit.

The monster behind him occasionally let out a low roar as if playing, as if playing with the prey, waiting for the prey to fall down on its own.

This is the Elf Forest.

It used to be the holy land of the elves, but now it is clearly spring, this super giant forest with a diameter of more than 10,000 kilometers is not full of vitality, but the trees are withered and the grass and trees are mutated.

The original address of life is now filled with decay.

And the survivors are biased. In such a large forest, when there is no abyss to choose this area, there will always be some creatures that survive this pollution.

This green-haired Winster is a male elf of the life tribe.

But it was obvious that this survivor was about to become someone else's prey.

He was a little desperate. If it weren't for the horrifying dream yesterday, he wouldn't have thought about moving to another place to live, nor would he have fallen into this situation.

It seemed that he would not die at the hands of the pair of scarlet eyes in the dream, but would be killed by a mutant monster.

His steps staggered and he fell forward.

The smell of some rotten soil filled his nostrils. He used all his strength to turn over and look at the blue sky above the withered trees. Suddenly, he felt that this life was very boring.

From birth to now, he has either been hiding or on the way to hide.

He felt really tired.

It didn't seem that being eaten now was completely unacceptable.

It was just a pity that he hadn't seen the goddess yet, and there were already some clues.

"What a pity."

A low murmur sounded, and he supported his extremely tired body, slowly sat up, leaned against a dead tree, and felt the lifeless tree behind him.

He smiled bitterly: "I can't cure you. It seems good to wither with you."

Whispering in a low voice, he slowly closed his eyes. Hunger and extreme fatigue surged into his body and consciousness. It was already like this, so why not add a little more severe pain?

Waiting quietly, time passed little by little, ten seconds, one minute, ten minutes.

The severe pain I imagined did not come.

"How long are you going to sleep for?"

A gentle male voice sounded, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and a strong heart palpitation filled all his thoughts.

This feeling is very familiar, like the feeling in a dream.

He looked towards the source of the sound. There, an eight-legged tiger was lying obediently on the ground. Its pure white hair and ferocious body looked very scary, but its expression was full of fear at this time.

His eyes looked fearfully at a young man playing with something there.

The young man had the aura of a scholar, was very elegant, and had no expression on his face. It seemed very inconsistent with the eyes in the dream, but he had an intuition that this was the owner of the dream in the early hours of yesterday morning.

"Who are you?"

Winster asked cautiously. He was speaking in the Elvish language that was inherited. Although he could not understand White Plague's words, he could understand their meaning.

This amplified his uneasiness.

"Rest first, I'll ask you later."

White Blight is very interested in the corruption of the entire Elf Forest, and what he speaks is the language of God.

The Word of God has the same characteristics as the unique language and writing of the Saints.

That is to allow all intelligent and even non-intelligent creatures to understand its meaning.

This language is very practical, but it is a bit awkward to pronounce and very difficult to learn, and requires a certain amount of magic power to speak.

This is also the reason why this language is not promoted.

Mortals have learned the pronunciation, but extraordinary beings can still make them unable to understand the meaning.

"Okay."

Long-term survival in the wild has taught Winster that in the face of a powerful existence that they cannot resist, they only need to remain obedient. Unless there is a possibility of escape, there is no need to fight.

Just like the eight-legged devil tiger, it is quietly waiting for death to come or for the strong man to release it.

Bai Bian glanced back, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.

Sure enough, idiots will become a little smarter when faced with the danger of life and death. Of course, except for those guys who are devoured by fate, those creatures are just easy to be impulsive under the influence of fate.

There is no difference between being impulsive and dying in front of a strong person.

Bai Bian turned around and began to draw the blood of this strange tiger. The powerful soul power invaded the soul of this tiger, exploring the characteristics of this mutation.

Bai Bing's recent research is on transformation. This kind of mutation can also be regarded as a kind of transformation. Bai Bing has a premonition, and this may be part of the chance.

As the research progressed, some surprises appeared in Bai Bie's eyes.

This thing seems to be a virus that changes genes, and it carries a lot of uncertainty.

In other words, whether the genes become stronger or weaker depends entirely on the face. This tiger is one of the stronger ones. When it was born, it was just an ordinary tiger, but as it grew, it was divided into four stages.

There is one chance for genetic mutation from birth to early childhood.

Once in adolescence, once in adulthood and once in old age.

And this extremely lucky tiger had its genes reversed in its old age. The already old tiger became young again after taking a nap.

this kind of thing

The more Bai Bide studied, the more frightened he became. As the sun gradually set on the horizon, he began to collect this virus.

Why is alchemical transformation weaker than the same level with normal growth?

That's because there is no expertise, and the expertise will not grow.

And if this virus can become part of the transformation, then there will be more possibilities in flesh and blood transformation.

But the plague has to figure out this 'randomness' and all the characteristics of the virus before it is possible to open a new model.

This value is too great, beyond imagination.

Thinking about it in a small way, if this thing is once controllable, it means that the entire Dawn will enter a healthy extraordinary system, and it can even have four more specialties than extraordinary people who are not infected by the virus.

Thinking more broadly, the Alchemy Colossus, which was originally capable of killing gods, evolved four times.

Then even mages can't compare to alchemists.

You know, a forbidden level mage is more than a little stronger than an alchemist. Forbidden spells correspond to gods. Even a colossus can survive the forbidden spell.

But what the Colossus protects, or rather the alchemist, will be reduced to ashes in the aftermath of the Colossus.

Alchemists are only creating god-level power, while mages are mastering god-level power.

The same is true for other professions. Only alchemists rely on external forces, so alchemists in the early stage are not weaker than other professions. Even alchemists with enough inheritance will have a much greater advantage than other professions.

But in the later stage, if a weak chicken who created a god fights against a god, the weak chicken will definitely die, and then there will be a battle between the created god and another god.

Of course, this presupposes that other alchemists do not awaken the expertise of [Light and Darkness], otherwise the alchemist can create a god, and this god can also be another body.

"Gu Gu Gu~"

A subtle voice sounded, and Bai Bian, who was in high spirits, paused, raised his hand, and the magic power in his hand quickly built up, forming a life fruit almost instantly.

This is the use of life energy. The power of White Plague can be simulated and then created.

For materials, it is directly reduced by 30%, but if you eat it, there is no problem at all.

"Eat first, do you have anything special?"

Bai Yi threw the fruit of life over and asked casually.

"Woo woo~"

Under his feet, the tiger, which was two meters tall even when crawling, whimpered slightly. It could feel that the fruit was of great help to it.

It was a treasure, and he wanted one too.

Bai Yi thought about it. This tiger was indeed a white tiger, but it was too weak and not handsome, so it had no value.

He casually condensed a fruit and threw it over, and gestured with his mental power.

The tiger's eyes were full of surprise. He stood up, and his eight legs exerted force at the same time, holding the fruit and rushing into the jungle in an instant.

Winter caught the fruit, hesitant to speak, but in the end he just answered the question: "No, no, what is your majesty asking about?"

"About God."

Bai Yi observed the changes in the virus and the erosion of flesh and blood and the assimilation of the soul, but he didn't care much about the problem.

The chance here is most likely not human, or the chance of Extreme Evil Hunting is rarely human, but these people are related to the chance he can use, and he can find the chance by following the line on them.

For example, the virus here, or the moon in the dream world.

"Your Highness the Goddess?"

When he mentioned the goddess of life, the trembling in his voice disappeared at once, and the emotions in his tone were very complicated.

Bai Yi paused slightly, turned his head, and did not mean to ask again. The huge soul directly invaded his consciousness and entered his soul to read his memory.

Could it be that this awesome virus is just an incidental? How precious is the real chance?

Bai Yi quickly browsed the memory of this person. His life was very simple. He was either on the run or in hiding.

Perhaps the elves once had gods. In this forest, except for elves and half-elves, other races, whether they are intelligent or beasts, will be contaminated by the virus, thus starting four genetic mutations in their lives.

It's like starting four gambles.

In the memory of this elf, there was a lizard that mutated three times and turned into a black-skinned, fire-breathing dragon.

But when it mutated for the fourth time, it withered and died.

There are many such examples.

Bai Yi always felt that this thing had a familiar feeling, just like

the "neutrality" of the weird doctor!

Thinking of the stupid elf Irene, Bai Yi seemed to understand how Irene became a curse doctor.

He also understood why the goddess of life had finger bones left in the world.

If it was a weird doctor, it would not be strange. Although the weird doctor has his own criminal rules, he is also a great existence.

At that time, only fate could prevent them from stepping out of the dimensional turbulence.

After the demise of fate, the weirds seemed to have all come out, and only the evil secret black death currently has no remains.

As for the nightmare world, that was the ancient god period.

Thinking about it, Bai Yi gradually flipped through a more interesting fragment in this not-so-long memory.

This seems to be... really about the inheritance of the goddess of life!