Chapter 335: Delay

"The Red Sun entangled with the Azure Dragon—this kind of bloodline manifestation is very rare in our family. At least in our Wiltonstein branch, it's absolutely unprecedented—"

Inside the laboratory, Abraham Wiltonstein let out a 'tsk-tsk' of admiration: "I don't know what just happened, but Andre's bloodline has clearly undergone a tremendous change, purified to the point of approaching a Son of God. I think the ancient Greek demigods were at most only slightly stronger than him."

Consul Wiltonstein was lost in thought: "Abraham, what do you think?"

"What I think? You mean?"

Abraham suddenly understood, then shook his head: "I don't know, you'll have to decide that yourself. But I'd guess that in ten to twenty years, if he lives that long, he'll definitely be our family's youngest Legend, the youngest demigod. If I were you, I'd be a bit more patient."

Consul continued to ponder, and after about three minutes, he spoke again: "How much of Andre's blood is still stored here?"

"Not much left. If you want it, I can spare about 20 grams. His mother Elena didn't send much in the first place."

Abraham shook his head: "This isn't his secret blood either, just the blood from his birth."

"That's enough. Have it brought out now; I have a use for it."

After saying this, Consul turned to his assistant Diamond: "Notify everyone that all our plans are suspended. Also, have Faisal come see me as soon as possible."

Diamond showed no surprise; after seeing the changes inside the blood jar, he knew his boss would become more patient.

About ten minutes later, when a man with a Middle Eastern face entered the laboratory, Consul held a small vial of blood in his hand, his expression extremely grave.

"Faisal, do you know about the 'Blood Crown' hidden in the Teutonic Museum? I need you to find a way to splash this vial of blood onto it."

Abraham raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself that indeed, his cousin had requested this blood for that once-prominent artifact from the Holy Roman Empire.

"The Teutonic Museum?"

The Middle Eastern man hesitated slightly, then bowed slightly: "If it's not theft, but merely splashing the blood, I will do my best to accomplish it."

"Not do your best, but accomplish it at any cost! For this, I am willing to provide up to three hundred million gold shields for your use."

"Then it's simple!"

The man named Faisal, instead of feeling tense, relaxed slightly: "I can try to bribe the museum's internal staff."

"Go ahead. How to do it is up to you, Faisal. I only care about the result."

Consul, with great solemnity, handed the blood vial to the middle-aged man, along with a piece of paper bearing a bank account number.

"This Swiss bank account contains the operating funds I've prepared for you. You may withdraw as needed. If it's not enough, you can apply for more."

When Faisal's figure dissolved into white mist and vanished directly from the laboratory,

Abraham spoke again: "That Blood Crown—do you think Andre has a chance?"

"Just a try. Even if it fails in the end, it's only a loss of money."

Consul's expression was calm: "I think in this era, no one is more qualified than Andre to inherit the glory of the Hohenstaufen."

...

Perhaps due to the fusion of the original owner's soul, after refining all the essence blood, Li Mochen couldn't help but stand up, trying a few punches and kicks, and then a brilliant smile spread across his face.

The gains this time were substantial; his strength and speed had increased by at least sixty percent, and the upper limit at this stage had also greatly improved. Meanwhile, his magic power and source power had both doubled.

The key was that the future of this physical body would be even more promising.

According to the experience of 'Wenjian Taoran', the more solid the physical foundation he laid at the seventh level, the greater his prospects in this regard in the future.

Li Mochen thought that few in this world could achieve this; even among 'soul stealers', few would choose to merge with another's soul and start over from scratch. Even if they did, no one would dare use such a method with great aftereffects to enhance their potential. After all, not everyone could have a divine treasure like the 'Divine Cloud Spirit Fortune Purple Gold Pagoda' to back them up.

So if possible, he should collect the secret blood of two demigods, which could skyrocket his potential again.

But that would be difficult; even if there were merchants with such resources, the money he would have to spend would exceed one billion gold shields.

Thinking of this, Li Mochen unconsciously glanced at the floating pagoda ahead, and a hint of shock appeared in his eyes.

This method of refining secret blood could indeed enhance his future potential, but the consumption was far greater than he had imagined. The more than 300 strands of merit light above had dwindled to just over 100.

But it was still worth it; he could always find ways to obtain merit light, but foundation and potential, once this stage was missed, could never be improved again.

After refining the secret blood, Li Mochen went to the gymnasium to conduct a comprehensive test.

He found that his strength had reached 220 tons, and the upper limit of physical training at this stage had broken through to 445 tons, absolutely unprecedented in this world.

At this moment, Li Mochen could even condense a thin layer of source armor on the surface of his body without any external aid, or use a weapon to slash out a sword aura at least half a finger long.

As for his speed, it was still just outside the threshold of supersonic, because breaking the sound barrier required strong resistance to pressure. Li Mochen could currently do it, but his body would suffer damage, unless he used his external elixir to cover his body with a thicker layer of source armor.

However, his reaction ability had greatly increased, which meant Li Mochen's combat power would also skyrocket. Previously, he often experienced situations where his senses and consciousness had reacted but his body couldn't keep up, but after today, this situation would greatly improve.

But next came the most important part. As Li Mochen closed his eyes, three invisible domains expanded outward from his body.

In an instant, a thin layer of ice formed on the ground around him, while the nearby temperature actually rose, making one feel scorching heat.

"Indeed, whether it's ice or fire, it's only a medium-level domain—"

Li Mochen shook his head, then, with the 'Strength Domain' activated, he punched again, striking the measuring instrument in front of him. The pointer on the dial finally stopped at the right side of the number '450'.