Necromancer and Super Cemetery

   Chapter 819 825 Artificially cultivated gods

  Green was completely confused this time. Although he didn't mind having some super-friendly relationship with Queen Silabel, the timing and atmosphere at the moment always felt a little strange.

  Sirabell didn't care, and continued to take off his clothes until only his underwear remained.

   Fair skin, perfect figure, almost completely displayed in front of Green.

  Green was shocked, and saw that there was a huge blue gemstone, the size of a reserved ball, inlaid in the position of Silabel's belly button!

  Green showed an incredible expression and looked at Silabel: "This... what is this?"

  Green felt a very weak aura of divinity and soul from the huge blue gem.

   The clothes Silabel wore just now should have some kind of blessing, which can completely block this kind of breath, otherwise when the meeting just now, I believe everyone will be aware of it.

   Immediately Green reacted, it was not a gem at all, but a piece of the flesh and blood of a god, wrapped in blue liquid, at first glance it looked like a gem.

   "Did you see it? This is my father's plan." Silabel said with a blank expression, and then wrapped the clothes that had just been opened around her body again.

  Green frowned, and Archduke Mora surprised him once again.

I originally thought that with the improvement of my own strength and mastering the powerful combat power of three Holy Spirit levels, I no longer have to be particularly afraid of Grand Duke Mora. After all, Grand Duke Mora is only a Holy Spirit level who has recently been promoted. No matter how thick the background is, the talent No matter how bad the sky is, it is impossible to exceed the upper limit.

   But seeing Silabel at this time, Green had to re-examine the strength and ambition of the Grand Duke Mora.

  Green frowned, waiting for Silabel to put on a pair of clothes again, reaching the opposite side of him, and holding the wine glass again.

   "What the **** is going on?" Green asked in a relaxed manner.

   "It's actually very simple. My father hopes to cultivate me into a **** by transplanting the flesh and blood of a god." Silabel said lightly, as if to say a trivial matter.

  Greene can understand the complicated emotions in her heart, not only some anger at being treated as a test product, but also some anticipation of becoming a god, and some indulging in the satisfaction brought by that kind of powerful strength.

  By means of transplantation, a person can be cultivated into a god. I have to say that Duke Mora has a very big brain, and more importantly, he has actually started to put it into practice!

   And now it seems that everything is going well.

   Even Green had to admit that Duke Mora was indeed a genius, and if nothing else happened, he might have succeeded!

   But Green is not optimistic about this plan. Even if it is technically feasible, when it comes to the implementation stage, it is impossible to keep it secret forever.

   And once this thing leaks out, neither the new **** nor the revived Titans will allow this man-made **** to exist.

   This is blatant blasphemy, which no **** can tolerate. At that time, Archduke Mora and Silabel will be surrounded and suppressed by all gods.

  Green could not imagine that in the face of such a situation, what chance would Archduke Mora have to make a comeback against the wind.

   Obviously, what Green can think of, Silabel can't think of it, and it is estimated that this is one of the main reasons why she is so entangled.

   "How sure is it?" Green asked after thinking for a while.

   "I don't know." Silabel flashed a helpless expression: "I chose my attitude when my father asked me about it."

  Green was silent, his fingers tapped rhythmically on his knees, thinking about what Archduke Mora wanted to do.

Based on what he knew about Grand Duke Mora, he should not take Sirabel to take risks. Since he decided to let Sirabel transplant the flesh and blood of the gods, it means that the success rate of this matter should be very high, and it is worth taking a risk. rather than resignation...

   Half an hour later, Green left the palace.

   Only Silabel was left in the conference room, but with a burst of light and shadow, a figure appeared.

   "Father." Silabel saw the figure and immediately stood up, but she also understood that it was not the real Grand Duke Mora, just a projection.

   "My daughter, how is your situation?" Grand Duke Mora's voice was a little vague, and his figure was unstable.

   "Everything is going well, the fusion progress has reached [32%], and my strength is still slowly improving. If I release the seal, I should be able to reach the Holy Spirit level." Silabel replied.

   It turns out that the middle-level disaster is not her real strength, but uses a very powerful seal to seal herself up so as to hide her from eyes and ears.

   "Very good, my daughter." Grand Duke Mora showed a kind and gratifying smile: "You have exceeded my expectations, which is very good, but you must remember to be careful and not expose it when you go."

   "I will be careful." Silabel nodded and said, "I have disclosed the situation to Green just now according to your instructions."

   "Oh? What did he say?" Archduke Mora raised a bit of interest.

  Sirabel said: "He also reminded me to be careful, and asked how sure you were, and didn't say anything else."

   Archduke Mora frowned slightly, and it seemed that Green's reaction was a little bit beyond his expectations: "Is that all? Is it not a big deal for him to become a god?"

In fact, this series of actions by Grand Duke Mora really surprised Green, but after learning about the existence of 'them', and Green himself is a transmigrator, he sees everything from a different perspective than other people in this world. People are taller.

   In comparison, those gods who seem to be extremely powerful and aloof are not so sacred and inviolable.

   Therefore, Green did not feel so shocking when he learned that Archduke Mora was going to train his daughter to become a god.

   "Father, is there any problem?" Silabel looked at Archduke Mora with some worry.

   "Nothing." Grand Duke Mora did not continue to talk about this topic, but instead asked: "How is the situation in the Condor Empire?"

   "Everything is as you expected. The Condor Empire asked us to send troops." Silabel replied: "After discussion, the kingdom has decided to send troops to attack the army of the abyss demon."

"Very good." Grand Duke Mora showed an excited expression: "This battle is very important, don't save your strength, you must use all your strength, try to mobilize the abyss demons on the ground, they will be the best sacrifice in the next plan. Taste."

   "I understand, father." Silabel nodded. Although she didn't know the next plan of Archduke Mora, it was enough for her to execute the order.

   (end of this chapter)