Chapter 689
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Before advancing to a Level-3 Great Sorcerer, Grimm had already been arranged to live in the Holy Tower of Seven Rings. He was given a Demon-Hunter Laboratory that was much bigger than the Demon-Hunter Castle when he was a Level-1 and Level-2 Sorcerer.
It seemed that the Ancestral Humanity's Blood was indeed a precious treasure that could help a Level-2 Sorcerer advance to a Level-3 Great Sorcerer!
The entire Demon-Hunter Laboratory was a hundred meters tall and a thousand meters wide. The huge building was built with synthetic metals and some special materials from the world. The spacious hall was enough for Thousand-eyed Carcinus and Enigmatic Myriad to fly freely. It was the place where the Great Demon-Hunter Sorcerers stored their huge experimental equipment.
Other than that, there were dozens of small laboratories of different sizes. The purpose was decided by the Sorcerers themselves.
"Ah!? It's so big. Handsome Grimm, do you really have the heart to let a delicate girl like me clean such a huge laboratory alone? My arm will probably fall off after cleaning such a huge laboratory. "
Raab looked at Grimm in despair, looking pitiful.
"Then what do you want to do? Buy some mechanical marionettes? "
Grimm was concentrating on observing the Ancestral Humanity's Blood in the crystal experiment bottle in his hand. After a slight shake, he felt as if his body was being disturbed by some kind of force and started shaking along with it!
On the other side, Little Eight was playing with the Enigmatic Myriad in the hall. The hall was empty and there was nothing, but the two of them were having fun.
Thousand-eyed Carcinus was in the corner of the hall, taking a nap with its pincers on its head.
"No need, no need. How about this? There are already so many Raindew Flower Spirits in your World Laboratory. I have a deep relationship with some of the more intelligent Raindew Flower Spirits. Why don't I call them out to help you? After all, you're the God of Creation in their eyes. "
Raab blinked her big eyes and looked at Grimm with anticipation.
"Uh, there won't be any trouble, right?"
Grimm asked in shock. The Raindew Flower Spirit was just a little creature that Grimm had unintentionally nurtured. After so many years of closed cultivation and upgrading, it was no longer the original first generation little creature it once was. Instead, it was a new breed that had evolved to better adapt to the living environment of the world's laboratory.
"Aiyo, so you agree? Don't worry, I'll manage these little guys well. I won't cause any trouble for our handsome Grimm! "
Raab was so excited that he ran to Grimm's side and held one of Grimm's arms. He hugged him tightly and kissed him.
Grimm shook his head and continued to study the human ancestor's blood that he had just obtained. The test tube in the crystal bottle swayed gently. As the red liquid in the test tube swayed, Grimm's eyes under the Mask of Truth felt as if they were about to sink into it. He couldn't pull himself out of it.
"Raab, Little Eight, I'm going to the secret underground space under the Camphoragate Tree in the world's laboratory for a long-term Bloodline Witchcraft experiment. Both of you are responsible for tidying up this place."
Grimm flew towards the altar on the roof of the Demon-Hunter Laboratory.
"Got it. Leave everything to me and Little Eight!"
Raab had just agreed happily when Little Eight howled, "Caw!? I'm going to find Ye Ye. "
…
Thirty years later.
Since Grimm's Demon-Hunter Castle was located within the Holy Tower of Seven Rings, the Level-2 World Laboratory, which was originally several times larger for a Level-1 Demon-Hunter Sorcerer, was expanded by another ten times. Its area was already about half the size of the World Fragment where the Holy Tower of Seven Rings was competing for rankings.
With such an area, when Grimm descended into this world's laboratory, the suffocating feeling of being squeezed was reduced a lot.
In the underground laboratory under the Camphoragate Tree, Grimm's eyes were almost blood-red. He looked at the test tube in front of him in front of him that was a brand new blood of the Ancestor that had been concocted according to his body's characteristics and the Life Code of his blood. His breathing was a little rapid.
The Ancestor of the Sorcerers was a powerful lifeform that existed in the history and legends of the Sorcerers World.
Just like when the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers went on expeditions to those foreign worlds, the Ancestor of the Race would often appear. This was the Ancestor of the Race that led the weak creatures in the direction of evolution. It had an indelible and important role in the history of the evolution of creatures and had an extraordinary impact on every member of the race.
According to some historical records of the Sorcerers, it was the Ancestor of the Race that changed the path of human evolution from a passive evolution of a strong physique to an evolution of knowledge and mental strength. From a tyrannical barbarian who ate raw meat and drank blood, they gradually became the Sorcerers who represented the rules of wisdom.
And the Ancestor of the Race himself gradually aged and died due to the baptism of time.
With Grimm's current status, some of the secrets that were passed down to him were that the legendary Ancestor's heart became the source of power for the Eternal Sky City's mechanical clock, encouraging the Sorcerers to explore and discover.
And the body of the Ancestor of the Ancestor was obtained by the Celestial Dark Sorcerers of the Black Realm, becoming the source of power for the Black Realm to fight against the entire Sorcerers World!
And now, the bottle of Ancestor's Blood in Grimm's hands …
Ever since he was a Sorcerer-Apprentice, Grimm had never performed any Bloodline Witchcraft. This was because most Bloodline Witchcraft had flaws for humans, which was in conflict with the evolutionary direction of the human Life Code.
When a Sorcerer practiced Bloodline Witchcraft, apart from being able to obtain great power in a short period of time, the most important thing was to overcome the flaws brought about by Bloodline Witchcraft, which was the evolutionary conflict.
Bloodline Witchcraft that could conceal the evolutionary conflict relatively well was one in a million. As for the rare bloodline that coincided with the evolutionary direction of the human, it was almost a thing of legend.
Now, Grimm was in such a legend!
The Ancestor's Blood was the bloodline that determined the evolutionary direction of the human race. In other words, if a Sorcerer could obtain the Ancestor's Blood Witchcraft, he would be able to change the evolutionary direction of the human body, and even achieve the ultimate level of Bloodline Witchcraft that perfectly fused the second bloodline!
After Grimm used a syringe to suck out the beautiful and intoxicating Ancestor's Blood, he injected it into his body. Suddenly, a slight pain accompanied by an indescribable sense of comfort came over him. Grimm was stimulated by this wonderful feeling and could not help but moan. His body actually showed a state of benign mutation on its own.
"This! This is … the information of the passive evolutionary direction of the human race under the Life Code crack? "
The intoxicated Grimm seemed to see a vast and boundless world. This was the passive evolutionary direction of the human race under the Life Code crack. It was the primitive instinctive growth memory of every human cell.
"This is the fire elemental talent …"
"This is the natural force talent …"
"This is the ice elemental talent …"
"This is the perception of the boundaries of relative space …"
After indulging in this wonderful feeling for an unknown amount of time, Grimm suddenly opened his eyes and rushed out of the Camphoragate Tree's underground laboratory.
"Wild Instinct level 3, activate!"
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