My Magic Age

Slowly and evenly, Deborah was soaked in the light green liquid. What she inhaled into her lungs was this very slippery nutrient liquid, and then it would be sprayed out from her mouth and nose, bringing out traces of black and purple blood. , despite repeated cleaning, the blood in the alveoli of the succubus body still cannot be cleaned out.

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Smoothly and powerfully, Deborah already had a strong breath of life. The purple Grom's blood was squeezed out of her ventricle and entered each arterial branch through the active pulse, slowly flowing in her new body. It flowed and finally entered every tissue of her body. The dark skin surface is covered with blood veins.

Her body floated in the light green liquid, like a sleeping baby, with a peaceful smile on her face. There was a metal ring made of mithril at the seam of her neck, covering her scar.

The metal collar was engraved with magic runes, and a faint magical halo was constantly flowing.

Deborah crossed her arms across her chest, curled up, and her exquisite curves outlined an almost perfect figure.

A pair of huge wings, one was actually covered with white feathers, and the other was a black flesh wing that could only be possessed by a succubus. The wings wrapped around her body, and she was like a butterfly about to break out of its cocoon.

I stood next to the nutrition tank with a pale face, silently looking at Deborah in the nutrition tank. My heart was a little complicated, and I didn't know whether giving her such a powerful body was a good thing or a bad thing.

Scholar Sindji sat aside with a tired look on his face. It seemed that such a major reconstructive surgery had taken a lot of energy out of him.

"After all, this little bird demon still has the nature of a monster. Even if half of the blood in its body is the blood of orcs, the ferocity of the demon people and the wildness of the raptor are still deeply engraved in her bones. So powerful succubus The body of a witch must be powerful enough to control the mind, so there needs to be a spiritual shackle to imprison her, otherwise such a powerful structure cannot be released from the laboratory no matter what." Xin Deji looked at me with a deep look.

Only then did I realize that the transformation of Deborah's body into such a perfect and powerful body was itself a mixed bag of good and bad.

"She is like a baby in her mother's body at this time. The ancient magic reintegrates her body. Maybe the memories of her life will be forgotten, and some fragments of memories may remain, but she needs to have a mental imprint. After saying that, Scholar Xindeji walked directly towards me. He stared at me closely and said to me: "This is your own business. You need to solve this surveillance by yourself. I don't want to worry about this little trouble." , drag the oil bottle.”

He suddenly grabbed my wrist. His strong arms were full of explosive force, like a vise. He used only one hand to forcefully lift me up. I was unable to resist at all. My hand was placed on top of him to hold the weight. On the trough of nutrient solution.

In my surprised gaze, he used the sharp nails of his little finger to cut open the blood vessels on my wrist. The bright red blood flowed down the wrist and fell into the sink drop by drop, in the light green nutrient solution. Spread out slowly.

Maybe she felt a little discomfort, Deborah's eyelids trembled slightly, she was struggling and resisting, but everything seemed like she was sleeping.

Scholar Xin Deji came over and sniffed my blood gently, his eyes filled with doubts.

There is a trace of 'ice flame' bloodline power in the blood, which has caused a layer of faint conspiracy to float on the surface of the nutrient tank. Gu Huan Lai ship wandering trance "P love Lu笱дpyτ lemon species attached"〉plan  Yan bottleJie thisNe species dry danger Cijiu ship wandering lot⑷醯murder妗.

The ball of ice flame actually covered the tips of his fingers with a layer of light frost and snow. He looked at his fingers in surprise and said lightly: "Oh, it turns out to be a rare ice attribute blood power. You actually have it." Magical talent, such a powerful force, no wonder you choose to learn water magic!”

I saw my own blood flowing into the nutrient tank. I didn’t know what Professor Sindji wanted to do. I felt a little panicked and kept struggling. I shouted in shock and anger: "Let me go, you are hurting me." ”

"This is a necessary step. This little bird demon must have your blood in its body. It will be extremely loyal to you in the future. Hey...how can it have the ability to heal itself? Your situation is really special!" After Professor Sindeji finished speaking, he had to cut my wound that was almost completely healed to let more blood flow out.

"Don't move, it will be fine soon." Scholar Sindji said in a deep voice. He took out a magic scroll from his arms, unfolded the scroll, and dripped my blood on it. When my blood was completely integrated into the magic pattern drawn on the scroll, In the meantime, Scholar Sindji took one of Deborah's hands out of the water from the nutrient tank, and wetly pressed a huge handprint on the magic scroll.

Xin Deji threw me aside and said to me: "Okay, from now on, you take good care of her. She has become your follower. However, judging from the current situation, she will at least still be there." She must be nourished in the nutrient solution for more than half a year before she can emerge from the nutrient tank like a normal person. Before that, you must come to me at least once a month to nourish her soul with the blood in your body..."

In this way, I was sent out of the laboratory by Hindji's young magician assistant.

When we walked out of the laboratory door, the young assistant of Scholar Sindji stared at me carefully and asked me, "Jijia, are you really just a second-level magician?"

I looked at him strangely, then pointed to the silver badge on my chest, and then said to him: "Of course, I received the badge last month. Why do you ask that?"

"Do you know how many hydrotherapy spells you cast in a row just now?" The young magician assistant said to me with an exaggerated expression.

I thought about it and said somewhat confusedly: "It seems like there were only a few dozen, I can't remember clearly."

"Dozens! Do you know? I am now a sixth-level magician. I can only cast more than thirty hydrotherapy spells in one breath. You actually cast more hydrotherapy spells than me. Your magic pool With such a large capacity, how could he be just a second-level magician?" the young magician assistant said in disbelief.

I scratched my head and said, "Oh, maybe it's because my magic recovers faster!"

The magician's assistant said with approval: "Well, that should be the case..."

Until I walked far away, the magician's assistant was still standing on the edge of the corridor, looking at me from a distance, looking at his somewhat tangled expression, I didn't know what he was thinking in his heart at this moment.

In the dim light of the Magic Research Institute, all the scenery seemed to become a bit unreal.

…

Because there is still some follow-up work to be prepared, including the final two magic pattern structures that need to be refined, Scholar Yerkes returned to the laboratory early.

When I came out of the laboratory of Scholar Sindji, it was not too late, so I decided to go to the laboratory of Scholar Yerkes to have another look. Maybe the two optimized drawings of the magic pattern structure were ready. .

Walking alone through the inner corridor of the institute, looking at the carefully cut weeping figs in the garden on one side of the corridor, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Finally, he lived up to the liger Rengar's trust before his death and rescued his daughter Deborah from the hands of death. Although some minor deviations occurred later, her life was saved. .

Unknowingly, I arrived at the entrance of Qige's laboratory. I found that there were many people coming in and out of the entrance of Qige's laboratory. They seemed to be carrying something carefully.

This was originally a forbidden place that young magician assistants could avoid. Almost everyone was afraid of becoming Magician Qige’s assistant. The extremely scary experiments in Qige’s laboratory were very important to every young magician. It's a terrible nightmare for assistants.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that the carriers were not magician assistants from the Magic Academy, but a team of well-trained knights.

Even though they were wearing casual linen clothes, they all walked in unison, and they seemed to be very neat and coordinated when carrying the Demon-Sealing Box. Their bodies are very strong, and they don't seem to be struggling at all to carry those metal magic-sealing boxes.

Qige was sitting on the terrace bench outside the laboratory, holding a glass of ale in her hand, pursed her lips slightly, and seemed to be very interested in watching those people carrying the magic sealing box out. She was full of charm. The eyes seemed a little blurry.

The maid Takama was wearing a neat light armor, standing behind her, her golden eyes were extremely cold. When she saw me appearing at the door of the laboratory, there was a slight fluctuation in Takama's eyes. .

Seeing me walking by, Qige smiled at me casually. She glanced at me gently, pursed her lips slightly, and asked me, "Are your injuries healed?"

"Yeah!" I stood aside and watched the knights moving the magic-sealing boxes out of the laboratory.

Qige turned her face sideways, her face was crimson and there was a hint of tiredness in her eyes, and she asked me casually: "Would you like to have a drink with me?"

"Why did you suddenly think of drinking?" I felt a little strange. Qige was not a heavy drinker. Normally, she shouldn't have drank in the institute. There must be something special going on.

"I haven't slept a wink since yesterday. I'm still in a state of excitement here. I think maybe having a drink will help me sleep. Maybe I'll have to stare at two dark circles in the Potions class at the Royal Academy of Magic tomorrow. "It's so annoying!" Qi Ge complained softly and drank the ale in his hand.

Takama walked into the laboratory at this time, took out a glass of ale and handed it to me. When she took the glass, she accidentally touched Takama's finger. The skin on her fingertips was smooth and cold.

At this time, the knights had moved out all the magic-sealing boxes. A leading knight captain strode over, saluted Qige respectfully, and said: "Your Highness, everything is ready, then we will Goodbye now."

"Oh, you should be careful when taking medicine. The effect of this medicine will last for about two hours, but within a day or two after the effect of the medicine wears off, the user will feel soreness all over the body. This matter, I have repeatedly reminded Wells, you should also treat it with caution." Qige pursed her lips slightly, and when she smiled, she was so cool, like a noble iceberg snow lotus.

"Yes, Your Highness Princess." The knight turned and left without any hesitation.

"Don't forget to remind Wells what he promised me." Qige's magnetic voice, as sweet as a silver bell, made the knight captain pause.

The knight did not turn around, but replied directly: "I understand, Your Highness Princess!"

Then he waved his hand and led a dozen of his subordinates out of the Magic Research Institute.

I think it is this kind of resolute knight who can be regarded as an elite on the battlefield, but what makes me a little confused is that Qige originally said that the crazy potion was an unqualified semi-finished potion, and he did not say that he would get it from the laboratory. Go out and apply it on the battlefield, but suddenly, boxes and boxes of medicines were moved out of Qige's laboratory. I couldn't understand it.

I asked Qige: "What's going on? Are the magic-sealing boxes they took away filled with crazy potions? Where did you get so many crazy potions? Didn't you agree that you would try to improve them later?" After all, the side effects are too great!”

"It doesn't matter, you will recover after two days of training. The physiques of those knights are much better than yours!" Qige squinted her eyes and said drunkenly.

I curled my lips and retorted unconvincingly: "Will it be better than my physique? It's not like you don't know how strong my self-healing ability is. I just lay in your laboratory for a long time before I recovered." …”

Ying Li's body became a little weak, her eyes were a little drunk, and she said to me impatiently: "Oh, they know how terrible the side effects are, but now on the frontline battlefields in those planes, someone needs to rush out to break the deadlock. ”

"You can't be busy from yesterday to now just because of so many boxes of crazy potions!" I suddenly heard what Qige and Wells were talking about last night. Wasn't their topic about the two hundred crazy potions? ? I frowned and asked, "To prepare two hundred crazy potions in a row, you should call more assistants!"

Qige fell down sideways. I quickly supported her limp body, but she followed my posture and directly found the most comfortable position, lying on the bench with her head resting on my legs. , the body exuded a refreshing fragrance, and fell asleep deeply.

Maybe she was too tired. After the excitement in her body passed, the tiredness came over her and she fell asleep on the bench.

In my sleep, I vaguely heard her murmuring: Two hundred doses of crazy potion are enough for those Black Magic Priory bastards to have a good drink. I will help you drive them all out of the imperial capital...