A little bit of black fog gradually gathered. In the black fog, a giant snake with a head of nearly ten meters rushed out, rushed to the huge body of the bronze behemoth, and then bit it fiercely.
Roar!!!
A violent roar came from the spot, carrying with it a violent rage and a wail of pain.
Half-kneeling on the spot, after being hit, half of the Bronze Behemoth's body was covered in blood, and the bones and internal organs in the chest were exposed, looking very scary.
After suffering such a heavy blow, no matter how strong the bronze behemoth's vitality is, it will inevitably weaken.
Shining lights bloomed all around. Standing in place, Athir waved his hand casually, and several particle balls were quickly condensed and then rushed forward.
His spells were very accurate. While the bronze behemoth was unable to move, he directed the spell towards the wound on its chest, aggravating the existing injury.
Bang!
After an unknown amount of time, with a dull sound, the tall bronze Behemoth fell directly to the ground, making a strong collision sound with the ground.
"It's finally over."
Seeing the bronze behemoth fall to the ground, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer as nervous as before.
Standing in place, Athir looked around.
When they arrived here, in addition to these apprentices, the team also included a great knight, several knights, and dozens of elite warriors.
But up to now, except for these apprentices and one or two knights who survived, almost all the others were killed by this bronze behemoth. Most of those who survived were seriously injured and needed treatment as soon as possible.
However, looking at the wounded people around him, Atier had no intention of going up to help.
He walked directly to the body of the Bronze Behemoth and observed the huge creature quietly.
The appearance of the Bronze Behemoth is actually very similar to that of an ordinary orc, except that its body is much larger and it has no reason, so it looks more like a beast.
"The legendary Behemoth."
Gently reaching out and stroking the stiff hair on the bronze behemoth, Athir gave an order to the chip in his mind: "Chip, retrieve the bronze behemoth's information."
"Task established, start building the database, and filter the real data..." The chip machine's prompt sounded in my mind.
"Bronze Behemoth, an adult is fifteen meters tall and can fight against a formal wizard. It has a trace of the blood of the ancient creature Behemoth."
"Behemoth..." Hearing this, Athir seemed to be thinking about something.
The so-called Behemoth is an ancient creature, said to be the top existence in another world. An adult is several thousand meters tall and has the terrifying power to compete with a fourth-level wizard.
A terrifying creature of this level, once it unleashed its full strength, could probably sink an island with one punch.
Thinking of this, Atier couldn't help but look at the bronze behemoth in front of him and waved his right hand forward.
A bit of cold air quickly emerged from the surroundings and froze on the body of the Bronze Behemoth, freezing its entire body so that not even a trace of blood would leak out.
Now that the battle is over, according to the previous agreement, the body of this bronze behemoth has become Athir's property and must naturally be well protected.
After finishing this, Athir finally had time to look around.
Behind him, Mokla had stood up. Although his face was a little pale and had a hint of dark energy, it didn't look like anything serious had happened.
As for Xilar, he was in a miserable state. He had taken a direct attack from the Bronze Behemoth before, and his armor was directly shattered. He was unconscious at this time and looked seriously injured.
It was Aishar, however, because she did not rush to the front before and the Bronze Behemoth's attention was attracted by Mokla, except that her mental energy was a little consumed, nothing else happened.
There were a few surviving knights around, who were riding a few surviving horses and running quickly to the distance, apparently preparing to call someone to come and deal with the scene.
This place was not far from the camp where they were stationed before. After half a day, several knights who had ridden out before came back with their men and dealt with the wounded and corpses around them.
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A few days later, in the manor, Athir looked quietly at the bronze behemoth frozen in front of him and felt a little headache.
"With such a huge body, even if we want to extract all the blood, it will probably be a huge project."
Standing there, he thought with a headache.
In order to obtain the entire body of this bronze behemoth, he paid a heavy price to Mokla.
Although they had made an agreement beforehand, the value of the bronze behemoth's corpse was obviously much higher than they had expected. Since Athir wanted to monopolize the corpse, he naturally had to pay more.
Moreover, the body of this bronze behemoth was quite tall, and it took several days just to transport the body of this bronze behemoth back.
After standing there and thinking for a while, Athir finally walked forward.
As he walked forward, the ice around him began to melt.
Looking at the bronze behemoth with a body as long as seven meters, Atier drew out the black sword from his waist and stabbed it several times at several joints.
As the tough skin was pierced by the sword, blood began to flow out and flow into the small pool below.
Looking at the blood that kept flowing out, Athir's face remained calm. A little blood light appeared on his hand, and a faint pulling force was emitted.
A magical scene began to happen.
Under the guidance of the spell, the blood that was originally flowing downwards began to automatically flow towards Athir's outstretched right hand, condensing into pieces of deep red blood essence therein.
This is a small spell developed to facilitate the collection of blood from various creatures, and it is just right to use here.
However, compared to other creatures, the body of this bronze behemoth is too large, and the blood content in its body is obviously not comparable to that of ordinary orcs.
Atier stood here for an hour before he managed to take out most of the blood from the corpse. Then he waved his hand again and froze the corpse, which seemed dry due to the blood being drained out.
After finishing this, he took the extracted blood essence and walked to the laboratory located under the manor.
Ordinary blood cannot be used directly. Whether you want to make blood potions or use it for other purposes, the blood needs to be purified again.
He placed the coagulated blood essence in a specific separator, and through specific techniques, he tried to extract as much water as possible from the blood before starting various processing.
The wizarding world has always been conducting research on blood extraction experiments. There are many ways to extract impurities from the blood, leaving only pure blood.
In this regard, through Aishar, Athir learned a lot of knowledge about bloodlines, and he himself has been conducting research on bloodlines for a long time and is very proficient in these steps.
By the time it was all over, most of the dozens of liters of blood had disappeared, leaving only a small bottle of thick crimson liquid, which emitted a little bronze glow under the dim light, and there was no sign of any impurities.
This is the bloodline in the body of this bronze behemoth, representing the most precious thing in this bronze behemoth.
Extracting blood to this extent would be the limit for other wizards, but for Athir, he could still keep trying.
In previous lives, in order to facilitate researchers' research, memory chips generally had neutrino-level microscopic magnification capabilities, which could magnify objects up to five million times.
After crossing over to this world, this function of the chip was also brought over, and as Athir's soul became stronger, the function of the chip attached to the soul also continued to become stronger, and now it has far surpassed the original chip version.
As far as Athir knows, although the wizarding world today also has similar means of amplification, the multiples are definitely far from comparable to the functions of the chip.
Other wizards are unable to further separate the bloodline, but Athir, who has the chip, may be able to do it.
Thinking of this, he picked up the glass bottle emitting bronze light in his hand and walked to the side of the laboratory.
"Chip, increase the observation magnification to one million times."
Standing in front of the test bench, he extracted a little of the thick liquid from the glass bottle, then took a deep breath and gave an order to the chip in his mind.
Suddenly, the vision in front of my eyes began to change.
At a magnification of one million, many scenes that are normally invisible emerge.
In Athir's eyes, the blood vessels in front of him turned into mysterious and complex long lines, connecting with each other to form an extremely vague pattern, as if there was a magical power brewing in it.
"This is... the chain of bloodline!!"
Looking at the magnified scene in front of him, Atier was shocked and thought of certain records.
According to the research records of ancient wizards, the blood of some powerful creatures often contains a large number of complex and mysterious blood runes, which contain mysterious powers deep in the blood.
At this moment, in front of Athir's eyes, long lines were constantly entangled, seeming to form a vague and complex texture.
"Chip, continue to increase the magnification!" Looking at the pattern in front of him, Athir continued to give orders to the chip in his mind.
As the order was given, the sight in front of my eyes changed rapidly.
At three million times the magnification, the textures in front of my eyes began to become clear.
It was a complex and mysterious mark. In the center of the mark, thousands of blood lines were constantly interweaving, together forming a huge and complex structure.
Just looking at this mark and feeling the complexity of its structure, Athir's scalp felt tingling.
He shook his teeth and in one breath allowed the chip to expand its vision to the limit.
Suddenly, the marks that had appeared before disappeared, and were replaced by mysterious blood chains.
These blood chains are constructed from complex blood runes. On each complete blood chain, there are at least hundreds of thousands of tiny blood runes linked and combined, forming an extremely large and complex structure.
(End of this chapter)