Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1243 1215. Ancient Dragon's Blood is Uncomfortable
"Dark blood."

The director of the Ecological Research Institute was helping pass things downstairs while passing things to the back.
Looking at the big jar of blood in his hand that looked like oil, he sighed in a low voice.

"The dragon attribute energy in this blood can't be considered [Ancient Dragon Pure Blood], but it exceeds the normal [Ancient Dragon Blood]. Unfortunately, it is not an ancient dragon after all, even though it is so powerful."

As Lan performed the autopsy, parts of the Tyrannosaurus Rex's body were gradually separated.

Except for the stomach sac, an organ where magic power gathers, Lan En directly touched other parts of the body, and there was no movement of the pendant on the neck.

After confirming this, the scholars and researchers who were watching on the sidelines cheered and began to rush forward to join in the process of handling and studying the corpse.

Large piles of biological tissue were cut out by Lan's scalpel and then passed to the back, while new containers were brought forward.

"It is an ancient dragon after all. It is not possible to reach this level just by having strong combat power."

Seeing that there were no accidents, the swordsmanship master, who was curious, also started to help. He lowered his head to take the glass jar and looked at the blood inside, which looked like oil, but flashed with blood-red lightning from time to time. Then he continued to pass it on.

This is the blood that Lan En collected from near the throat of the [Mist Nest Lord]. It should be that with the breath of the Tyrannosaurus Rex at that time, the dragon attribute energy gathered near the throat.

It forms [Jet-black Blood] that does not fade away and turns red even after death.

Just now when Lan En was cut near his throat, he almost didn't have time to dodge, exposing his skin to the blood rich in dragon energy.

As the top of the food chain in nature, although the number of ancient dragons is small, the differences between the populations are bizarre and varied. They can even be classified using the "kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus, and species" that define organisms.

The distance between two creatures that are both ancient dragons may be greater than the distance between one and another.

But they still have certain things in common, which is why humans classify all of them into one category, collectively called [ancient dragons].

【Blood of ancient dragon】

Although there are huge differences between the species, the blood flowing in their bodies is only slightly different.

Qilin is a small ancient dragon with a skeleton similar to that of a horse. It can be identified as an ancient dragon because it also has the [blood of ancient dragons] in its body.

However, if an ancient dragon has a long lifespan, has experienced many battles, or has chosen a unique and suitable habitat, then this ancient dragon will certainly be significantly stronger than its own kind.

Furthermore, the blood flowing in the body of this ancient dragon has various properties and characteristics that surpass its original species, and is called [Ancient Dragon Pure Blood] by scholars.

The blood in [Mist Nest Lord]'s body is rich in dragon attribute energy, but this is just a more common indicator of the blood of ancient dragons.

This blood may be useful in other ways, but it is not the blood of ancient dragons after all.

Later, Lan decomposed many organs from the body of the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Including the heart. A heart that can support such a huge body with extremely high muscle content is of course very strong, but the ecological habit of Tyrannosaurus Rex that almost rushes towards self-destruction means that its heart is destined to be completely unhealthy.

The short life of Tyrannosaurus Rex was comprehensive.

Its heart is like one that has taken too much bodybuilding hormone, and the pathological characteristics of hypertrophy are obvious.

The empty intestines showed that, just as Lan En had guessed, it had not eaten in a 'normal' manner for a long time.

During the magical Middle Ages, it was completely cursed that the fog monsters satisfied its appetite.

It's like its stomach, which has evolved under the stimulation of the curse and magic and has become able to digest magic.

Its intestines are degenerating.

Because it has been too long since any solid food has entered the intestines from the stomach.

On the other hand, another super organ that Lan En cares about in the [Mist Nest Master] is the kidney, which allows it to be reckless, eat anything, and not worry about poisoning at all.

When the kidneys of the Tyrannosaurus Rex were taken out from the body, Lan En felt that they were very smooth when touched.

That is the touch of the layer of fascia covering the internal organs.

It was different from the feeling of [Mist Nest Lord]'s muscles growing wildly as if they were injected with hormones. It felt like touching a piece of extremely healthy meat.

Its kidneys are very healthy. Even though the dragon energy in its blood is so rich, the kidneys responsible for filtering the blood can handle it.

It is still a healthy dark red color, and its morphology is normal, without any growth, hyperplasia or defect.

As soon as it was taken out of the corpse, the people around it could even feel the surging vitality remaining in this bright red organ.

As Lan En performed the dissection, the researchers around him were moving the removed organs outside.

Scholars, on the other hand, took quills and recorded details and observations of various processes.

Even with Lan's skills, it took nearly two hours to empty the internal organs of such a huge Tyrannosaurus Rex.

"Alright guys, all organs, and this body, don't take them out of the arena!"

Seeing that the dissection of the internal organs was nearing completion, the director stood on a large box and loudly reminded the people around him.

The pointed ears of the little old dragon man swayed above his sparse white hair.

“For those with blood on their hands, cleaning is also done in the arena.”

"We are still conducting harmless observations on the corpse of the Mist Nest Lord. It will take at least two weeks without any abnormalities before we can cut up the corpse and scatter it, leaving it to the natural environment to dissolve. Do you understand?" The people present, the dragon people and humans, the scholars and hunters all nodded to show that they understood.

Lan En just looked at the stomach sac and kidneys that deserved his most attention, and then began to clean the blood on his body that was stained during the dissection process.

It is one thing to take out the super organs, and it is another thing to study these super organs, extract, summarize and learn the knowledge inside them into your own brain.

Learning and summarizing require a process and cannot be rushed.

As a powerful hunter who wants to prevent accidents, Winder has to stay in the arena for a long time during his anatomical research.

Having him, the ace among aces, look after the arena was a reflection of the investigation team's cautious attitude towards the heterogeneous force of chaos magic.

After cleaning the blood off his body, Lan En jokingly patted Winder and Garfield who were watching the scene, and then walked out of the arena.

The dissection and study of a large monster is a big job, which is divided into stages and steps.

After walking out of the arena, the demon hunter did not follow the sun, which had already reached the center of the sky, to the Weapon and Mountain Cat Pavilion on the third floor of the Star Stronghold to have lunch.

He was a little worried about Tishaya, who fell into a period of low magic power after casting the spell.

After coming out of the arena and walking up the wooden stairs, Lan returned to the residential area.

He knocked on Tishaya's door, and after waiting for a while, the wooden door was opened from the inside.

Tishaya's brows were frowned at this time, but her eyes were unfocused, like a patient who was confused by fever.

When he saw Lan En coming, he didn't say hello, but walked listlessly and heavily into the room.

Lan En walked into the room, frowned and looked at Tishaya with some worry.

“You didn’t.”

He didn't even have the chance to finish his question.

The sorceress with her back to Lan En seemed to twitch, and then a whimper came from her throat, like dry heaving.

He reached out to hold onto the table next to him to steady his shaking body.

"Wow."

Lan En was amazed by Tishaya's intense performance. He didn't expect that the low magic power would have such a great impact on Tishaya.

In fact, not only he didn't expect it, but Tishaya herself didn't expect it either.

This feeling had almost disappeared from her life since she was no longer the little girl who first came into contact with magic long ago.

After all, who could take away Tissaya de Vries's chaos magic?

But now the answer is clear - 'the world' can.

"You're in a really bad situation right now."

Lan En shook his head and took a step forward, helping the sorceress to sit on the chair.

She must have been holding her forehead, sitting in the chair with her eyes closed, feeling uncomfortable. Then, after hearing the knock on the door, she stood up with difficulty and went to open the door.

"There is no chaotic magic environment here for you to fill yourself up, Tishaya."

The young witcher frowned.

"I didn't think enough about it. Your situation doesn't look good. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

The sorceress held up her forehead with one hand, her head shaking from side to side in a dizzy and uncomfortable manner.

I don’t know if it was a rejection or he simply wanted to use the dizziness of shaking his head to fight the discomfort in his body.

The originally meticulously maintained, symmetrical hairstyle now had a few strands of hair falling quietly, landing messily on her cheeks or slender white neck.

She pursed her lips and said nothing, as if she was about to vomit when she opened her mouth.

The sorceress's extraordinary qualities are basically based on magic, and once she loses the environment that can provide chaos magic, the discomfort she feels is much greater than if a demon hunter had cast a few more sigils.

"Think of a solution, Tishaya!" Lan En frowned, but still held her shoulders and encouraged her, "Berengar and I don't understand warlocks."

"If you keep doing this, you won't be able to recover your physical strength by taking a short break. There is no chaos magic here for you to absorb!"

There is chaos magic in the body of [Mist Nest Lord].

But that is chaos magic that has been twisted into a curse. Any warlock who dares to absorb that thing had better pray that he dies directly in the process.

That's relatively straightforward and not torturous.

Lan's encouragement seemed to be effective. At least Tishaya was no longer distracted by the discomfort.

She supported her drooping forehead with her hands, but her eyes were slanted, and she glanced at the witcher beside her through the scattered hair.

(End of this chapter)