Chapter 641: Ferguillo Transplanting An Arm (2/2)
Extreme calmness, powerful...... and always unexpected.
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Eichemalar.
Two robed arcane masters that hid their faces hurriedly walked towards the Medical Center belonging to the Office of Special Affairs.
The one who kept a lazy and lecherous expression was none other than the acknowledged number one medical master in the Kingdom of Eiche, Songat.
Next to Songat walked a man carrying a rectangular case. He was Ferguillo.
“Even Eichemalar is getting disorderly.”
Songat surveyed the surrounding sceneries and sighed.
Compared to before, the current Eichemalar not only became more quiet, the streets also became disorderly.
Various tramps and handicraft artists, as well as arcane teams, caused this situation.
The reason was simple. After the war broke out, many cities, especially the cities in the Kingdom of Doa, suffered devastating destruction. Meanwhile, in the Kingdom of Eiche, many territory lords and Corps died in the war. Many people ended up without a place to live. These arcane masters and crafters inevitably became tramps.
Most of the arcane teams from the Office of Special Affairs were hunting down the exposed Evil Dragon followers. Hence, many areas ended up in a worse situation than during the Magus Era.
After all, during the Magus Era, there was only the conflict between powerful magus and mercenary arcane teams. There was no threat of destruction from the resurrected Evil Dragon.
Hearing Songat’s sigh, Ferguillo plainly spoke, “As long as we eventually destroy the Evil Dragon completely, everything will change.”
Songat grinned but did not say anything. He brought Ferguillo and crossed the streets in Eichemalar.
He did not walk through the front door of the Medical Center, but into an alley behind it.
There was a backdoor here that was mainly used to dispose of rubbish.
When Songat and Ferguillo arrived, the shut door opened. Cana, a classmate of Ciaran — the female medical master who had assisted in treating Ayrin and Ferguillo before — quickly waved towards Songat and Ferguillo, “We only have five seconds before the patrolling arcane team will pass here.”
“It’s fine, five seconds is enough.”
Songat followed behind Cana while staring at her hips, “Cana, do you have time tonight for supper together?”
Cana turned around with a dark expression, but she did not refuse it like usual. She gritted her teeth and answered, “If the operation goes well, I will accept the offer.”
“That will be difficult.” Songat shook his head and sighed after taking a glance at Ferguillo.
The three of them dashed through the quiet and long halls in the Medical Center. An area blocked by red tape appeared in front of them. However, the three of them just dashed past as if they did not notice it.
Eventually, they stopped before a door that seemed to lead to a laboratory.
Creak!
The thick metal door was pushed open by someone from the other side.
“Why are you so late?” An anticipating and annoyed voice called out from the other side.
“Oi oi oi...... Old man Figaro, you’re only conducting your experiments in here. Don’t you understand how many relationships I need to pull in order to smuggle in contraband material? Especially when it is the Evil Dragon’s arm.”
Songat shook his arm as if he was warming up, then shouted towards the person on the other side of the door, “Only I have that network of connections. The powerful people in the Office of Special Affairs are all busy handling the situations outside, so they had no time for this. Otherwise, this Evil Dragon’s arm would definitely have been found and destroyed. It wouldn’t end up here.”
“Enough trash talking. Hurry up with the preparations you need!” Cana spoke with a stern tone and closed the thick metal door.
The room was a laboratory filled with various creepy limbs and organs.
The person facing them was none other than the gnome scholar Figaro who Ayrin’s group met in the Fallen Shadow Valley!
When they met Figaro, there was a humanoid creature on his operating table. The creature was an Evil Dragon follower that had two Dragon arms transplanted and ended up getting unfavorable side effects.
Currently, there was also an Evil Dragon follower lying on the operating table behind him.
That Evil Dragon follower was purplish black and seemed to be unconscious. His two arms were transplanted with wyvern arms.
His chest was cut open and a black heart was strongly beating.
“I’m prepared.”
The moment Figaro looked at the case carried by Ferguillo, his eyes sparkled.
“What’s the success rate? Assuming both of you performed your best.” Cana looked at the horrible-looking Evil Dragon follower and became brighter. A flame of hope lit up in her eyes.
Figaro looked at Cana in disdain and spoke, “That’s nonsense...... Because it’s only theoretically possible to succeed as he possesses a unique Undying bloodline. However, I have never experimented with such a bloodline before, so this is the first attempt. There is no such thing as success rate.”
“Have you really made up your mind?”
Songat took a deep breath and began stretching his body and head again.
He looked at Ferguillo and spoke in a serious tone, “Ayrin and the others are rapidly improving their strength. You may not even need to do this. After all, you need to sever one of your arms and there is no guarantee it will succeed.”
As he spoke, his expression was stern and his usual lecherous demeanor completely disappeared. He looked like a grandmaster now.
Ferguillo plainly nodded, “The enemy is the Evil Dragon...... Nobody can guarantee a foolproof method. Begin.”
He put down the case made out of a unique crystal.
The moment the case was opened, an extremely evil and powerful aura flowed out.