Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1243 1215. The blood of the ancient dragon is uncomfortable

 “Dark blood.”

 The director of the Ecological Research Institute helped pass things down below and passed things to the back.

Looking at the large jar of oil-like blood in his hand, he sighed in a low voice.

“The dragon-attributed energy in this blood is not yet [ancient dragon blood purification], but it is beyond the normal [ancient dragon’s blood]. Unfortunately, it is not an ancient dragon after all, even if it is already so powerful.”

As Lan En performed the dissection, the body parts of the Tyrannosaurus Rex were gradually separated.

Except for the stomach pouch, an organ where magic power gathers, Lan En took direct action on other parts, and the pendant around his neck did not move.

After confirming this, the scholars and researchers who were watching suddenly cheered and began to rush forward to join in the process of processing and studying the corpse.

 Large piles of biological tissue were cut out under Lan En's scalpel, and then passed to the back, while new containers were brought forward.

“That’s an ancient dragon after all. You can’t achieve this level just by having strong combat power.”

Seeing that there was no accident, the swordsman master started to help out of curiosity. At this time, he lowered his head and took the glass jar. He looked at the blood that looked like oil, but there were flashes of blood-red lightning from time to time. Then continue to pass on.

This is the blood that Lan En collected from near the throat of [Mist Nest Lord]. It should be that with the breath of the Tyrannosaurus Rex at that time, the dragon attribute energy gathered near the throat.

 It forms [pitch-black blood] that does not fade away and turns red even after death.

Just now, when Lan En cut near the throat, he almost didn't have time to dodge, exposing his skin to the blood rich in dragon energy.

 As the top of the natural biological chain, ancient dragons are not numerous in number, but the differences between the groups are strange. We even use the ‘kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus and species’ that define living things to make a summary.

 The distance between two creatures that are both ancient dragons may even be greater than the difference between a swaying eel and the other.

 But they still have certain things in common, which is why humans group all kinds of strange creatures into one category, collectively called "ancient dragons".

  【Blood of the Ancient Dragon】.

Although there are great differences in the types of living things, their bodies have blood that is only slightly different.

As a small ancient dragon, Qilin has a skeleton like a horse. It can be recognized as an ancient dragon because it also has the [blood of the ancient dragon] in its body.

And if an ancient dragon has a long life, has experienced hundreds of battles, or has chosen a unique and suitable habitat, then of course this ancient dragon will be significantly stronger than its own kind.

Furthermore, the performance and characteristics of the blood flowing in the body of this ancient dragon surpass that of its original species, and it is called [Pure Blood of Ancient Dragon] by scholars.

The blood in [Mist Nest Lord]'s body is very rich in dragon-attribute energy, but this is just a relatively conventional indicator of the ancient dragon's blood.

This blood may be useful in other ways, but it is not the blood of an ancient dragon after all.

 Subsequently, Lann decomposed many organs in the body of the Tyrannosaurus.

Including the heart, the heart that can carry such a huge body with explosive muscle content is certainly very strong, but the ecological habit of the Dino Tyrannosaurus almost running towards self-destruction is doomed, and its heart is also completely unhealthy.

The short life of the Tyrannosaurus was all-round.

 Its heart is like taking too much bodybuilding hormones, and the pathological characteristics of hypertrophy are obvious.

 The empty intestines showed that, as Lan En had guessed, it had not had a ‘normal’ meal for a long time.

 During the Magical Middle Ages, it was entirely the cursed mist monsters that satiated its appetite.

It's like its stomach has evolved under the stimulation of curses and magic and has become able to digest magic.

 His intestines are degenerating.

 Because it took too long for the incorporeal food to enter the intestines from the stomach.

On the other hand, Lan En is concerned about another super organ in [Mist Nest Lord], which is the kidney that allows it to eat everything without any scruples, and does not care about poisoning at all.

When the kidneys of the Tyrannosaurus Rex were taken out from the corpse, Lan En only felt that it felt very smooth when he touched it.

 That is the feeling of a layer of fascia covering the internal organs.

 It is different from the crazy surge of hormones in the muscles of [Mist Nest Master]. It is like touching a piece of extremely healthy meat.

 Its kidneys are very healthy. Even though the dragon energy in the blood is already so rich, the kidneys responsible for filtering the blood can fully withstand it.

 It is still a healthy deep red color, and the shape is also normal, with no growth, hyperplasia or deformity.

Once it was taken out of the corpse, people around it could even feel the surging vitality remaining in the bright red organ.

As Lan En was dissecting, the researchers around him were moving the disassembled organs outside.

 The scholars all held quill pens to record the details and observations in various processes.

Even with Lan En’s technique, it took nearly two hours to empty out the internal organs of such a huge Tyrannosaurus.

“Okay guys, don’t take all the organs, and this body, out of the arena!”

Seeing that the dissection of the internal organs was almost finished, the director stood on a large box and loudly reminded the people around him.

The pointed ears of the little old man from the dragon tribe dangled in his sparse white hair.

 “He who has blood on his hands, the cleaning is also done in the arena.”

"Our harmless observation of [Mist Nest Lord]'s body is still in progress. It will take at least two weeks for there to be no abnormality before the body can be cut into pieces and scattered, leaving it to the natural environment for digestion. Do you understand?" People present, the Dragon Tribe The humans, scholars and hunters all nodded to show their understanding.

 Lan En only looked at the stomach pouch and kidneys that deserved his attention most, and then began to clean the blood on his body from the dissection process.

It is one thing to take out the super organs, but it is another thing to study these super organs and refine, summarize and learn the knowledge inside them into your own brain.

 Learning and summarizing require a process and cannot be rushed.

As a powerful hunter who prevents accidents, Wende has to stay in the arena for a long time during the period of anatomical research.

 Let him, the ace among aces, take care of the arena, which reflects the investigation team's cautious attitude towards the heterogeneous power of chaos magic.

 After Lan En washed the blood on his body, he teasingly patted Wind and Garfield who were watching the scene, and then walked out of the arena.

 The dissection and research of a large monster is a big job, divided into stages and done step by step.

After the witcher walked out of the arena, he did not follow the sun that had reached the middle of the sky to have lunch at the weapons and lynx pavilion on the third floor of the star stronghold.

He was a little worried about Tissaya, who fell into a low period of magic power after casting the magic.

 After coming out of the arena and walking up the wooden stairs, Lan returned to the residential area.

He knocked on Tissaya's door, and after waiting for a short while, the wooden door was opened from the inside.

Tisaya frowned at this time, but her eyes were blurry, like a patient who was confused by fever.

After seeing Lan En coming, he didn't say hello, but paced listlessly toward the house.

Lan walked into the room and looked at Tishaya with a frown and a little worry.

 “You didn’t.”

 When I opened my mouth to ask, I didn’t even get a chance to finish my words.

The sorceress with her back to Lan En seemed to twitch, and then she let out a whimper in her throat, like retching.

 Hooking up his swaying body, he stretched out his hand to hold on to the table next to him to stabilize himself.

 “Wow.”

 Lan En was stunned by Tishaya's fierce performance. He didn't expect that the low state of magic power would have such a great impact on Tishaaya.

 In fact, not only did he not think of it, but Tissaya herself didn’t think of it either.

This feeling has almost disappeared from her life since she was no longer the little girl who first came into contact with magic a long time ago.

 After all, who can take the magic of Chaos away from Tisaya de Verres?

 But now the answer is clear—‘the world’ can.

 “You’re in a really bad situation right now.”

Lan En shook his head and took a step forward, helping the sorceress to sit on a chair.

She was probably holding her forehead, feeling uncomfortable on the chair while closing her eyes to concentrate. Then she heard a knock on the door and then stood up with difficulty to open the door.

“There is no Chaos Magic environment for you to fill yourself with here, Tisaya.”

 The young witcher frowned.

“I didn’t think too much, and your situation seems to be bad. What can I do to help you?”

The sorceress held her forehead with one hand, and her head was shaking from side to side in a dizzy and uncomfortable manner.

 I don’t know if it’s rejection, or simply wanting to fight the discomfort in my body with the dizziness of my head.

The originally meticulous, symmetrical hairstyle now quietly scattered a few strands of hair, falling messily on her cheeks or her slender white neck.

She pursed her lips and said nothing, as if she was about to spit out her words.

The sorceress's extraordinary qualities are basically based on magic, and once the environment that can supply chaotic magic power is lost, the discomfort will be much greater than that of a witcher with a few more seals.

"Think of a way, Tisaya!" Lan En frowned, but still held her shoulders to encourage her, "Berengar and I don't understand the warlock thing."

“If you keep doing this, this is not a physical strength that can be restored after a short rest. There is no chaos magic power here that can be absorbed by you!”

There is chaos magic power in the corpse of [Mist Nest Lord].

 But that is chaotic magic that has been twisted into a curse. Warlocks who dare to absorb that thing had better pray that they die directly in the process.

That is relatively simple and not torturous.

Lann's encouragement seems to be quite effective, at least Tisaya is no longer distracted by the discomfort.

Her hands supported her drooping forehead, but her eyes were squinting, glancing at the witcher beside her through the scattered hair.