"Why is he not a human? It's just that he has practiced parasitic and mutant techniques."

Figoro suddenly became a little depressed, "I thought my research was close to success, and this guy had no problem after grafting this pair of dragon limbs, but a few days ago his body suddenly became exhausted. It seemed that his vitality was still insufficient and he could not withstand the sequelae of drugs and the pollution of molecules in his body."

"As for the dragon limbs, there are enough dragon corpses in the Abyss of the Fallen Shadow as research materials." Figoro continued: "You should also know that the dragon and the magicians who have opened six or seven magic sects, even if they die, their bodies are often imprisoned by magic power because they are entangled with enough magic power and will not corrupt."

"As true, like the legendary one, there are many dragon corpses in the main camp of the Evil Dragon Cult!

Ivan, Charlotte and others couldn't help but look at each other.

"How long did this guy grafted the dragon limbs? After he succeeded, he developed exhaustion?" Fei Qiluo asked lightly.

Figo said in frustration: "Three months and seven days."

"It's been three months and seven days since it's been successful?" Charlotte was shocked.

She originally thought it had been successful for a few days.

According to this strange goblin professor, the dragon corpse left behind in the era of the Dragon War is because of its own cultivation too strong. The combination of the remaining magic particles and surrounding magic power in the body is like freezing its own corpse forever.

A giant dragon of that level will naturally be extremely powerful.

Even if you only have a pair of dragon arms, your strength will be unpredictable for the wizard.

The evil dragon cultist who had performed this grafting technique in front of him had already had such a pair of dragon arms for more than three months. The research of this goblin professor can be said to be very close to success.

If this goblin professor's research had been successful before, many evil dragon cultists had already grafted the body parts of the dragon... What kind of strength would those evil dragon cultists have in this battle?

Charlotte couldn't help but sweat.

But that's not counting. At this time Figoro also added: "My ultimate research is to graft the most powerful part of the dragon or the legendary magician at that time, and to the current magician's body, and to maintain that part's ability to the greatest extent!"

"..." Wilde purred and swallowed.

If you really succeed in this idea, it would be fine, because of the relationship between the bloodline and the cultivation techniques, some dragons or magicians' bodies have particularly powerful abilities, especially some dragons do not have dragon crystals in their bodies, and some part of their bodies is equivalent to dragon crystals, which is the source of strength.

"Old man, just talk nonsense, how could this succeed?" Si Dinghan sneered contempt at this time, "According to your words, you can't use the eyes of a dragon with powerful dragon's eyes, and use the forelimbs of a dragon with particularly powerful hands... If you fight one in the east and the other in the west, you will be super powerful. What's the point?"

"How could it be impossible to succeed! Let me tell you, if this guy's vitality is strong enough, the experiment might have been successful!" When he heard Si Dinghan laughing at his research, the old goblin suddenly became furious again. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and his attitude changed drastically. He looked at Si Dinghan excitedly and said, "Your vitality seems to be stronger than Situ Morey. Otherwise, if you cooperate with my experiment, you might succeed directly!"

"Situ Morey? You said this is the disaster magician Situ Morey?" Ivan and Juen looked at the guy who could only be described as humanoid creatures, and both gasped.

Situ Morey is nicknamed "Disaster Skiller". Many years ago, he was a very famous evil dragon sorcerer. Before becoming an evil dragon sorcerer, he was already an elite teacher at Eagle Moon Academy.

"Yes, it's him." Figoro nodded.

"Another fallen magician who ended up going to destruction because of the power of greed." Ivan spat with contempt.

"Combined with your head, old man, your head is sick." Si Dinghan shouted at this time: "I was originally a dragon's bloodline. Will I graft it? I'm sick."

"You idiot!" The old goblin was so angry that his lips trembled, "How about you dare to insult my research? You just have the ability of a dragon bloodline, and you are the dragon bloodline. Compared with the pure human bloodline, you are just a waste, and you can't merge with other bloodlines! Even if you get some inherited holy objects, you can't get the bloodline power in the inherited holy objects like ordinary human bloodline magicians! My grafting technique can break this shackles, allowing you to have more than one dragon's ability. Can you ensure that your hands and feet, everything in your body is the most powerful? Just find a dragon limb that is stronger than your current slag!"

"What, I'm a slag?"

Si Dinghan was so angry that his nose was almost pissed when he was scolded by the scumbag. He couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and wanted to beat the old goblin. But suddenly his eyes turned, and he suddenly thought of something and smiled all over his face, "This, respected Professor Figoro, I shouldn't laugh at your research. Look, are you able to make me more handsome?"

"Get out!" the old goblin cursed irritably: "I'm not a plastic surgeon, and your foundation is too bad. You are so ugly, you can't be handsome."

"What? I'm not handsome? I'm so bad?" Si Dinghan's eyes suddenly widened to the extreme. He was quite confident about his handsomeness.

"Of course, this is handsome! You will feel ashamed of yourself when you look at it!"

The old goblin pulled out a pictorial from somewhere and unfolded with a swish.

“…!”

A group of people came up to see what was handsome enough to make Si Dinghan feel ashamed. As soon as they got up, the group of people almost fell to the ground.

In the old goblin's pictorial, there was a green goblin with a leather cloak that was about the same height as his, with a head like a radish.

"This is handsome, you know! Look at this nose and eyebrows, this is handsome!" What made everyone sweat even more was that the old goblin was still saying this.

"There are different aesthetics and it's really hard to communicate." Si Dinghan let out a sigh of relief and sweated, feeling that the other party would not have plastic surgery, otherwise he would be like a handsome green man, which would be really miserable.

"kindness?"

Suddenly, the old goblin man looked around Fei Qiluo as if he had discovered a new continent.

"You seem to have stronger vitality, and every small molecule in your body has a very high activity, and you feel a sense of endless vitality. Compared to you, this guy who thinks he is handsome is simply garbage!" His eyes kept glowing and he said.

"What does it mean to think of yourself as handsome? Is my handsomeness recognized by the world? I was a scumbag just now, but now I have become trash?" Si Dinghan screamed in depression.

"How about it, participate in my experiment, let me help you with grafting. With your strong vitality, I think it will definitely be successful!" Figoro ignored Si Dinghan at all. He looked at Fei Qiluo with all his energy and said.

"I actually fell in love with the boss..." Wilde couldn't help but turn his head to look at Fei Qiluo.

"Okay, let's talk about it when there is a suitable time in the future." Fei Qiluo just said this indifferently.

"Okay! Then wait until my research is more perfect!"

Figoro was so excited that his whole body trembled.

"You guy, can't you really be interested in this terrible grafting technique?" Si Dinghan kept rolling his eyes at Fei Qiluo.

"Now I will start my research and the final rescue work!" Figoro's body seemed to be injected with amazing vitality again. He seemed to have no concern about who the wise man Si Dinghan and others were, and said this loudly.

"What final rescue?" Si Dinghan also became interested and couldn't help asking curiously.

"See if you can use medicine to neutralize the side effects of previous grafting techniques and rejuvenate his body."

Figoro said this very seriously, and then shook the glass bottle in his hand desperately.

The light gray medicine liquid in the glass bottle turned dark green while shaking violently in his hands, and continued to shimmer with tiny bubbles.

"I…."

What made Si Dinghan almost fainted was that Figoro poured the bottle of medicine directly on the three hearts of Situ Morey who had been cut open.

A pile of fine bubbles floated up in Situ Morey's body, and the medicine quickly penetrated into Situ Morey's heart.

"roar!"

Situ Morey, who had originally looked dead, suddenly let out a roar and his whole body twitched violently.

“…”

Si Dinghan couldn't help but take a step back.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Situ Morey's heart beat violently and made a loud noise, but in just over a dozen seconds, Situ Morey seemed to have breathed a long breath, and then he stopped moving again, and his body became cold and hard.

"It still failed... It seems that my vitality must be strong enough at the beginning." Figoro looked at Fei Qiluo in frustration and kept shaking his head.

"In this way, I will kill a powerful magician?" Si Dinghan shouted with a dark face: "Old man, you are the undercover agents who ambushed among the Evil Dragon Cultists in our Edge Kingdom?"

"Okay, don't disturb my thinking and research. Just leave if you have nothing to do. There is the garbage left by Situ Morey and the previous guys, and there seems to be a useless dragon crystal. If you want to rob me, just clean up the pile of garbage." Figoro said to Si Dinghan with a stern face as if he drove away the guest.
Chapter completed!