Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

The Eye of Illusion felt that this spellcaster lord, who looked younger than himself, had some habits that seemed to go against common sense.

For example, this was a formal meeting between two high-level spellcasters, but the other party chose to discuss and talk while having lunch together. This was really a bit unceremonious for the Eye of Illusion, who came from an ancient wizard family.

"So... Mr. Eye of Illusion, your teacher's current physical condition is relatively stable, and he can leave at any time to receive prosthetic transplant surgery?"

The Eye of Illusion quickly put down the wine glass in his hand, straightened his body and said seriously: "Yes, although he lost his legs and an arm, the teacher's body has basically recovered more than half under the careful care of Benoit... uh, Mr. Mithril Unicorn, and at least he can withstand the hardship of the bumpy journey."

Harvey hummed, poked a piece of tender fried lamb with a silver fork and put it into his mouth to chew, while frowning slightly and thinking about something.

The Eye of Illusion felt a little embarrassed, so he could only pick up the tableware in front of him and politely accompany him to eat. However, the fried lamb marinated in red wine tasted really good, and it was many times better than the chef in the hotel in Jackdaw Town...

And this wild mushroom soup was extremely delicious. The chef actually added some magic potion plants as spices to it. After just a few sips, I could feel the magic veins in my spirit and body being slightly nourished. It was really luxurious!

Wait! I'm here to request and discuss the teacher's limb transplant surgery! How can I indulge in these mundane foods and fine wines!

The Eye of Illusion's face twitched a few times, and he forced himself to break away from the temptation of delicious food. He raised his head with difficulty and continued the previous topic: "Mr. Kel'Thuzad, if my teacher can arrive in your territory in two months, I wonder when the limb transplant surgery can be performed? Please forgive me for my impoliteness. Ms. Astrologer and I are still a little worried about the safety and success rate of this operation..." Harvey took the warm wet towel handed by the waiter and wiped his mouth. He smiled and clapped his hands and said, "I guess you have been worrying about this problem all this time, and now you should not be in the mood to enjoy the delicious food and wine in front of you... Well, please follow me to the laboratory, and I will explain it to you in detail later. Explain the process of this transplant operation and the possible risks involved..."

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Looking at the spacious, bright and well-equipped underground laboratory in front of him, the Eye of Illusion could not help but sigh: "I have never seen a magic laboratory of this scale in the circle of independent spellcasters... I am afraid that only the leaders of the Federation of Spellcasters in Alaye have the resources and ability to build it..."

In the center of the huge laboratory hall, giant brass column instruments about four or five meters high were placed side by side. Countless silver-black metal pipes connected them with various other magic instruments. The giant instruments seemed to be kept in operation all year round, constantly emitting a slight low humming sound.

There were several single rooms separated by crystal glass at the farthest end of the laboratory door. The glass walls were densely painted with inscriptions of ritual spells. It seemed that it should be a spell test site - this kind of enchanted crystal glass wall is not cheap. No one in the entire southern region can imitate and mass-produce it except the Alchemy Exploration Society.

There are several large teleportation arrays behind the giant brass pillars, which are covered with special metal iron. They seem to be the magic net instant teleportation arrays most frequently used by members of the spellcaster forum.

Next to a row of silver-white metal experimental tables, there are two metal brackets with alchemical prostheses hanging on them. Next to the brackets is a vertical operating table with many belt buckles and fixing devices installed.

"Mr. Kel'Thuzad... should have conducted a lot of live magic experiments..."

The Eye of Illusion just looked around silently, and did not ask the purpose of various instruments and equipment. This is also the basic etiquette and rule of the magic world-never rashly explore the results and detailed progress of other people's magic experiments.

Harvey still pulled his appointed "local tour guide" Yurio to disassemble his brass mechanical prosthesis and do a simple adjustment and maintenance by himself.

"Mr. Eye of Illusion, you can now directly see the internal structure of this alchemical prosthesis. I'm sorry that I can't share the transplantation technology with you, but there are indeed certain risks during the operation. My lab assistant and I cannot guarantee you 100% safety of the operation..." He pointed to a section of the disassembled mechanical prosthesis that looked like a metal shaft and patiently explained, "This is the energy core that drives the entire prosthesis. In order to maintain its long-term operation, in addition to regular maintenance, the most important thing is to transplant the recipient's own soul and mental strength, otherwise the entire prosthesis will be damaged. The part will be like dead matter, and will soon have a rejection reaction with the recipient's flesh and blood. "

The Eye of Illusion had no experience in alchemical secrets, but he could roughly understand Harvey's explanation, and hesitantly asked: "Once a rejection reaction occurs, it will cause the prosthesis to fail, and then the part connected to the living person's surgery will decay and decay. Is that right?"

Harvey nodded, "Yes, you can understand it as a common sepsis, a complication of limb amputation that is more deadly than wound infection. It acts on the caster who is already weak, and the damage caused is more severe. "

Yurio stroked the healing part of his broken limb and interrupted with lingering fear: "When my arm was cut off, if someone hadn't pressed a red-hot iron directly on the wound, I might have died of excessive blood loss or severe infection."

The Eye of Illusion couldn't help but shudder, and couldn't bear to imagine that if Teacher Duncan hadn't been rescued by Benoit in time and drank a large amount of expensive high-level healing potions, he would probably have suffered and died.

"So... Mr. Kel'Thuzad, the risk of the transplant surgery you mentioned refers to the problem of infection of the wound, right?"

Harvey smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying softly: "I can completely avoid and solve the infection problem... The real difficulty is that the higher the degree of limb disability, the more soul and mental energy required to drive the prosthesis, which will eventually cause the main soul of the transplant recipient to be suppressed by the soul core in the alchemical prosthesis. If the primary and secondary are not distinguished, it will lead to unpredictable dangerous consequences."

He raised his hand and pointed to the two cups of magic reagents of different colors placed on the laboratory table, and said metaphorically: "If this red potion is compared to your teacher Mr. Duncan, and these three blue potions are the prosthetic parts he needs to transplant..."

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Harvey directly picked up the blue potion and poured it into the glass of red potion, quietly watching it gradually turn into indigo purple, "Look at the color of this potion, just like the soul of the recipient of the operation, even the color has changed."

The Eye of Illusion stared blankly at the indigo purple solution mixed with excessive blue in front of him, and after a moment he came back to his senses and trembled: "You mean, if too much is transplanted, it will seriously affect the recipient's soul and mental thinking, leading to a change in temperament or mental confusion?"

Harvey said in a deep voice: "I have never used live experiments to verify it, so I can't give you an accurate answer, but it is very likely that a situation that none of us can accept will occur... severe amnesia, intellectual disability, sensory disorder, limb incoordination, all of which may occur."

After all, it is a risky experiment to sew several souls together. He doesn't want to think that in the end, the teacher of the Eye of Illusion, the main soul will be eroded and assimilated by the souls of other transplanted living creatures, and finally become a humanoid chimpanzee who can only drool and eat bananas all day long.