"Young Master, please follow me!"

Harlem bowed and motioned for Dean to follow him down.

Dean nodded, and followed, and under the [Heart Like Water], Dean could clearly feel the vibration under his feet—the vibration of the liquid hitting the flask.

The downward staircase, at the end of the cavern in front of you, is connected by a rudimentary staircase.

There were ten steps in total, and when you crossed the first and second steps, you had to bow your head to get to Guò, and with Dean's current stature, she was almost half-bent.

"At that time, we only thought about the real yàn, and didn't think about anything else!"

Haring apologized.

"Your work itself is the completion of reality!"

Dean said with a smile.

For Dean, as long as Harlem and Jerry do their job well, that's fine.

As for the rest?

The two of them were shamans, not masons.

Again, what he needs is real results, not for a vacation.

Walking down the steps, Dean saw the body of the conquering king at a glance.

In fact, the corpse of the other party was really conspicuous, still maintaining a sitting position, and its body was filled with various hoses, which led to flasks, test tubes, and some of the flasks had alcohol stoves under them, and the flames were beating slightly, making the liquid in the flasks boil - this is where the vibration that Dean heard came from.

A little farther away, there is a huge door.

It is clear that the body of the conquering king was brought in from there, not by the same stairs as him.

"It's time to do it!"

Harlem walked over to the body of the King of Conquest and examined it carefully before turning to Dean.

"How long will it take?"

Dean asked.

"It's going to take another four weeks!"

Haring replied.

"All around...... Great, keep it up! ”

Dean pondered for a moment, counted the time of a midsummer night, and finally nodded with a smile.

At the current pace, it is completely possible to make it to Midsummer Eve.

"But ......"

Harlem seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know how to speak, and when Dean's puzzled gaze fell on him for a long time, the wizard continued: "Young master, there is something different about this corpse! ”

"A different place? What's the difference? ”

Dean asked, stunned.

"Except for the strength of all aspects of its body, it looks like it's still alive!"

"Alive?!"

Dean exclaimed, subconsciously grasping the hilt of the [Dragon's Head Greatsword].

"No, no, not what you think! I'm talking about it! Jerry and I took enough blood from it to do your bidding, which almost drained the corpse according to the normal blood volume of the human body, but when Jerry examined the corpse later, the blood appeared again - although it was very small, but it did appear! They were made little by little by the bone marrow and liver of this corpse! ”

Haring waved his hand again and again, and then, softly.

"Can you still make blood?"

Dean's brow furrowed.

"Well, in fact, I was already surprised that there was still blood in a corpse nearly two hundred years ago, but I didn't expect that this corpse seemed to be alive, and it was still making blood - although the speed was very slow, but the process was real!"

Harlem nodded, his eyes looking at the corpse, which was quite tall to him, with all kinds of incredulity in his eyes.

"Do you know why?"

Dean asked subconsciously.

However, after asking, Dean realized the stupidity of the question he was asking.

If Haring could have known, it wouldn't have been this expression.

"Is the new blood that was born any different from the blood you extracted?"

The next moment, Dean asked questions that should have answers.

"It's no different, it's all alive, like the blood of a living person, but ...... They came from a corpse! ”

Haring's words were filled with bewilderment.

After Haring's words fell, Dean walked over to the corpse again.

It's no different than when we first met.

That kind of coercion still exists, but because of the change in strength, Dean can easily ignore this coercion now.

The face of the king of conquest was as sharp as an axe, with an infinite majesty, which was very befitting of the burly figure.

Even though he was sitting there, he was still at eye level with Dean.

Dean could have imagined that when the other party stood up, that height was almost not inferior to his half-giant posture.

"Because of the 'road'? Or is it because of something else? ”

Dean muttered softly.

Dean never doubted the strength of the man who had almost unified the whole of Godez, and with such strength, something that seemed very incredible to him would become possible.

For example: resurrection after death!

Such speculation appeared in Dean's heart, and immediately made Dean's brow furrow even tighter.

After all, if this guess is true, the corpse in front of him should still be disposed of as well as possible, otherwise it will definitely not be a pleasant thing to face the resurrected conquering king.

Unlike the current Goldenz, it can be said that it is quite peaceful.

In the original Goetera, it was completely a group of heroes, ten times or a hundred times more chaotic than now, and the strong men of the gold and silver levels appeared like springs.

But there is one person who can overwhelm these strong men and reign over the entire Goddez in the form of a hegemon.

That's the King of Conquest!

If it weren't for the Waterloo of life in the face of the white night, the life of the conquering king would have been a perfect life.

But even so, it's enough to be admired.

Look at the arrogance of the people of the Gosai as the sons of the conquering kings, and you can see the majesty of the conquering king.

According to Dean's guess, if you add up all the gold of the current three kingdoms of Gosai, Siti, and Jade, including the King of Siti and the Grand Duke of Jade, I am afraid that they will not be able to deal with the King of Conquest.

For, according to the record, the conquering king was one man against another.

That forbidden spells, but developed martial arts to the limit!

Although it failed in the end, it was still glorious in defeat.

Because, the King of Conquest alone slaughtered the gold-level powerhouses of the White Nights - at least thirty.

This is a record, not a legend!

If it is a legend, the 'empress' of Emerald also has a hundred followers of gold, but Dean is skeptical.

However, Dean has a sense of respect for the 'Empress', who also prevented the conquest king from conquering Goddez.

It's not just because 'Elu. Nick's name, but also because of the successor of this name.

……

Harlem stood aside and watched Dean silently meet the body of the King of Conquest, remaining silent.

For such a deceased king.

Even though he was born as a wizard, Harlem still has great respect.

If it weren't for Dean's orders, he wouldn't have done such a good thing at all. Ditch. Corpse-like behavior.

"Maybe you'll appreciate your kindness, it's an alternative bloodline inheritance after all......"

Harlem couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly towards the 'bloodline theory'.

Then there was a sudden flash of brilliance in front of his eyes, with a domineering intent that almost shattered his soul, and Haring subconsciously fell to the ground.

However, just as he was about to fall, the domineering intent disappeared.

Haring stood there, stunned, rubbing his eyes, looking around, nothing had changed.

Dean still stood there, looking at the body of the King of Conquest.

"What's wrong, Harlem?"

Dean discovers Harlem's anomaly.

"It's nothing, didn't you notice anything wrong just now?"

Harlem asked.

"What's wrong?"

Dean was stunned.

"It's, it's ......"

With a slight stammer, Haring spoke out his feelings.

"This is because you have been in contact with the corpse of the conquering king for a long time, and you have been affected by the residual breath - similar to the breath of facing the strong, however, the former is unconscious and requires long-term accumulation, while the latter is extremely targeted and can be felt immediately!"

Dean explained with a smile.

"I see, I thought it was ......"

Harlem sighed.

"Well, what's going on with the golden potion?"

Dean nodded, asking Harlem about something else he had commanded.

About the golden potion that can sublimate talents.

"Young Master, there is nothing I can do, unless I can use the golden potion itself to a large extent, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to deduce the original recipe - besides, even if I use the golden potion itself, it will be equally difficult to refine such a potion, at least, I have already identified two of these herbs, which were extinct a hundred years ago, even if I go to the Secret Law Island, it is impossible to find these herbs!"

At the mention of the golden potion, Haring's face immediately turned bitter.

Unlike the first two things, although the progress is slow, there are always gains, but the matter of the golden potion is impossible to succeed at all!

Faced with the herbs that had long been extinct in the formula, he had no choice at all.

"Is that so? What if I don't need the exact proportions of the formulation, I just need the drugs in it? ”

Dean groaned.

For the golden potion that can sublimate talents, Dean is not willing to give up like this.

"It's a bit difficult, but I should be able to do it! However, some of that golden potion needs to be consumed again! ”

Haring hesitated for a moment, then replied.

"As long as it doesn't exceed the minimum limit I marked, you can use it as you like - now that you and Jerry are packing up the necessary items, you need a new real room!"

Dean said.

"Thank you for what you have done!"

Dean had informed Haring of the purpose of the trip, and Haring had nothing to object to.

Whether it is near the northern snowfields of the Emerald or near the Emerald Capital, their reality will not change, and this is their greatest prayer and satisfaction.

Soon Harlem was busy.

Dean, on the other hand, looked at the body of the King of Conquest once again.

With an extremely dignified attitude.

He asked word by word-

"Are you angry?"

PS First Shift ~ R1152