Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

"The secret is above! What a brand new and vibrant city!"

Benoit Kevin, a high-level alchemist with the forum code name "Mithril Unicorn", pushed the old man in the wheelchair and slowly walked down from the alchemy vehicle, followed by Ms. "Astrologer" and Mr. "Eye of Illusion".

Although Benoit and his party arrived in Jackdaw Town two days ago, they still followed the courtesy between spellcasters and asked the Eye of Illusion to hand over the visiting list to the agent, and only set out to the pioneer territory after getting permission.

The Eye of Illusion looked down at Duncan, the teacher with a pale but peaceful face, and explained in a gentle voice: "This pioneer territory located in the northern wilderness is owned by a powerful and mysterious young high-level spellcaster... We have joined a secret spellcaster organization together. Benoit should have mentioned it to you during this period..."

Duncan narrowed his eyes and looked at the receptionist who was walking towards them not far away, and said softly: "I am not an internal member of your organization. Don't tell me too much extra information to avoid angering the powerful existence behind it..."

A cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew over, making him cough a few times. He continued after a while: "You three... have paid too much for my affairs. The risk of contacting such a secret organization is really... It really makes me feel ashamed as a teacher, cough cough..."

"Astrologist" Melissa frowned a little reluctantly, and was about to say a few words of comfort, but the person in front had already greeted them from a distance.

"Mr. Eye of Illusion! Ms. Astrologer!"

Chris, the head of the alchemy laboratory, came forward with great enthusiasm, held the cold arm of the old man Duncan in the wheelchair, and said earnestly: "I am really sorry, the police officer Yurio who was responsible for receiving you is out on business, and the lord asked me to take over and arrange your subsequent schedule."

When Eye of Illusion visited the territory before, he had met this eccentric alchemist once, and now he hurriedly and politely introduced him to the other companions who were visiting for the first time.

"Mr. Chris, when will the Lord be free to see us? And... the teacher's limb transplant surgery..."

Chris waved his hand, made an invitation gesture and smiled: "No need to delay and wait, Lord Harvey gave me instructions in advance, let's go to the laboratory immediately, if Mr. Duncan's physical condition allows, we can start the surgery immediately!"

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The group soon arrived at the independent alchemy laboratory in charge of Chris. After a short rest, they saw the young spellcaster Lord Harvey, with a team of blood warriors and two tall alchemy creatures rushing over.

"Sorry, I'm a bit busy with work..." Harvey looked around and locked his eyes on the gray-haired old man who was hunched over in a wheelchair. He smiled and walked forward to shake his hand and said, "You are Mr. Duncan, right? Welcome to Pioneer Territory."

Duncan's lower body was covered with a blanket, and it was empty from the knees. A piece of shackles was draped over the shoulder of his right arm to cover the wound of the broken limb. The only remaining left arm reached out to hold Harvey's warm palms, and whispered, "I haven't had time to thank you and the organization behind you for your generous help to me before."

Harvey waved his hand nonchalantly and said warmly, " Your three students have already paid the due price. All this follows the principle of equal exchange. Please don't worry too much..."

At Harvey's signal, Egno stepped forward and took the alchemy device inlaid with a light green magic stone from the physician assistant beside him. He said politely: "Please let me check Mr. Duncan's body first to confirm that his condition can withstand the subsequent transplantation operation."

The three people of the Eye of Illusion nodded and helped to transfer the teacher Duncan to the experimental table half-supported and half-carried, staring at Egno and others who were busy starting various examinations.

"The magic veins in the main torso are not seriously damaged, but Mr. Duncan probably hasn't conducted meditation for a long time, so the magic power storage in his body is limited, and the veins are slightly exhausted and atrophied..."

"The three limb wounds are all ulcerated to a certain extent. Tsk, tsk, tsk, the wound suture is a bit sloppy. The healer seems to think that the wound can be restored to its original state with only healing potions and flesh growth potions..."

Benoit, who was standing aside, blushed instantly. He opened his mouth but was embarrassed to argue for himself. He was indeed not a professional healing spellcaster. In terms of treating the teacher's injuries, he could only rely on super-large doses of alchemical potions to deal with and delay time.

Taking advantage of the gap in the inspection, Harvey repeated the surgical risks he had discussed with the Eye of Illusion to Duncan again.

Duncan listened to it silently, but laughed a few times in self-deprecation, and said lightly: "Three times the risk of surgery? The second best option is to only restore one arm? Spending the rest of my life in a wheelchair... I'm afraid I can't accept it."

The Eye of Illusion came up and said worriedly: "Teacher, this is the safest way. After restoring both hands, you can still perform magic and conduct magic experiments and research. It's just that you need a wheelchair to move. Melissa, Benoit, and I can stay by your side for a long time..."

"A little inconvenience?" Duncan widened his eyes and coughed repeatedly as if holding his breath, "Have you ever seen an illusionist who can perform high-level illusions with a broken limb?"

Benoit also leaned in and whispered, "But Sir Harvey also said that even if you successfully put on three alchemical prosthetic limbs, it cannot be 100% guaranteed that you will not have limb changes during the illusion technique... That is not your own flesh and blood, but a metal creation!"

Duncan rolled his eyes at his student and turned to Harvey and said, "Lord, if I choose two surgical options at the same time, I wonder what the price will be? Please make your request... I will try my best to meet it."

No mistake in one post, one content, one book, one forum!

This master of illusion seems to have an obsession that he must restore his limbs to complete it, otherwise he would not be so stubborn and paranoid on this issue.

Harvey shook his head helplessly and said slowly: "First of all, you need to join our Spellcaster Forum like Mr. Eye of Illusion and the other three. This is not the price you pay. I believe you will understand the benefits and profits later..."

"As for the operation...it is also part of an experimental research. As the first recipient of this experiment, the risks you bear and the experimental data we obtain from it are considered a large part of the cost..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone understood what Harvey meant.

Letting a high-level spellcaster be the experimental recipient of a magic research project is something that even the top leaders of the Spellcaster Union cannot easily do. The experimental data and research results that can be obtained are naturally priceless - this is not like using those low-minded monsters and aliens for experiments, and the research feedback obtained is completely incomparable.