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Sandy did not doubt Morgan's words— Morgan never joked about experiments and research.
However, when discussing whether they should use that special power, Sandy pondered for a moment and shook her head.
"Morgan, although you haven't discovered any side effects of this power yet, if its effects are this exaggerated, it must involve something significant. We should try not to get involved."
"What you said makes sense." Although Morgan felt a little regretful, she agreed with Sandy's words.
Even though she had confidence in her research and had found no problems after two years of study, caution was still necessary.
"What about using this power on our territorial soldiers? If wielded correctly, this power could significantly enhance the strength of our territory." Morgan asked.
Sandy was a little hesitant, but considering that so many monsters in Black Wing Lair were using this kind of power, after thinking it through, she nodded slightly.
For her, there was no denying that she would become stronger whether or not she acquired this power, but for many people in her territory, gaining this power would greatly improve their strength, providing more protection for themselves. Additionally, some races limited by short lifespans could also gain a longer life span.
Compared with wealth, it was like an investment that seemed to have no risk.
Sandy was already a 'rich man.' If she succeeded in investing, she would probably become an even richer one. But if her investment failed, she might fall to the status of a 'beggar.'
The people of the territory were ordinary folk. Faced with this investment, no matter what, there was a high probability that they would be able to experience a higher level of elegance and master the 'wealth' they could not obtain before.
Sandy and Morgan knew this clearly, so they didn't discuss what to do if something unexpected happened.
Many ordinary races were different from the two of them. Those races only lasted for tens or hundreds of years, and they might not survive until the day an accident occurred.
"However, the citizens themselves have the right to know and choose whether to use this power," Sandy added.
The reason she said she was being talkative was because she knew that Morgan must have had the same thoughts as her.
Sure enough, Morgan rolled her eyes at her. "The cost of creating this kind of power is still very high. Even if the citizens are willing, we don't have enough resources to spend and can only create a small number of elite warriors."
Although that special power could continue to multiply, it required a large amount of high-energy flesh and blood to cultivate.
The cultivation effect of ordinary creatures' flesh and blood was not very satisfactory; the speed was very slow, and the time cost was too high. If success was not urgent, the cost was very low.
Morgan planned to do both.
First, she would use a large amount of high-energy flesh and blood to multiply some special powers, then make potions to cultivate a group of powerful warriors.
At the same time, she would also use a large amount of ordinary flesh and blood to cultivate that special power slowly and continuously, collecting it every once in a while and then making it into potions.
As for why she wanted to improve the strength of the people in the territory?
Because even the gods had their own legions of gods.
Although individuals were powerful, the power of the group was never dispersed. The strength of the group could elevate individuals, making them stronger.
"Sandy, I plan to send an envoy to bring products from our territory to Black Wing Lair for use," Morgan said suddenly.
Sandy found this strange and asked, puzzled, "Why? That Black Dragon Lord might be a very dangerous existence. Moreover, didn't you say before that we should try to avoid it and not have contact with it?"
Regarding Sandy's doubts, Morgan merely smiled lightly and said, "That was before. Now that you have successfully returned to your ancestors, you may be able to access that level in the future. Moreover, it is just a gift of something that can be mass-produced and is not particularly precious."
After studying the effects of that special power, Morgan had a hunch that sooner or later, the Tal plane would be ruled by Black Wing Lair.
Whether it was the Crimson Nest, which was currently so majestic that no one dared to provoke it, or the Sea Tribe, which had dominated the Tal Sea for countless years, based on current developments, there was a high probability that one day in the future, they would be replaced by Black Wing Lair.
Now, Morgan was sending some items to Black Wing Lair that were not particularly precious or had dropped in price, which could be considered an early investment and gesture of goodwill.
As for why she didn't explain these things so clearly to Sandy?
Sandy was a silver dragon, after all. Although she was a mutant silver dragon with some quirks in personality and behavior, much of her actions were still influenced by the lawful good camp.
Sometimes, being too rigid was also a shortcoming.
Morgan thought so.
As a human who had obtained the essence and blood of a silver dragon, after thinking calmly, she felt that this was the most correct approach.
"Then what do you plan to give, as you said?" After thinking for two seconds, Sandy agreed, but she couldn't help being curious about what exactly Morgan would give.
Morgan was well prepared for this and said without hesitation,
"One thousand sets of advanced Silver Base Battle Armor, three sets of top-level Silver Base Battle Armor. In addition, there are one thousand advanced biological structures and three top-level biological structures."
"Hey, let me ask, isn't this a bit too much?" Sandy's eyes widened, clearly in disbelief.
Is this what you call a not particularly precious gift?
The Silver Base Armor was a complete set of enchanted equipment that could directly and significantly increase strength upon wearing. Among them, the advanced Silver Base Armor could allow a low-level professional to have strength comparable to a high-level professional!
And if a high-level professional wore this set of armor, then at the very least, they would maintain their high-level strength. But the upper limit? Some high-level professionals who were already powerful could wear advanced Silver Base Armor and compete with level 15 master-level professionals. It was normal for them to struggle in direct combat but even cross levels and fight back.
Such a precious set of enchanted equipment—one thousand sets as a gift?
Additionally, there were a thousand advanced biological structures and Silver Base Armor, which professionals needed to wear to exert their full strength. The biological structures themselves possessed low-level intelligence and were special beings capable of combat.
If these biological structures created by Morgan were damaged, they could be restored by consuming earth, rocks, and ores. They were practically war machines.
However, whether it was the high-grade Silver Base Armor or the advanced biological structures, Sandy was somewhat reluctant to give them away. On the other hand, the three sets of top-grade Silver Base Armor and three top-grade biological structures truly distressed her.
With the former, ordinary master-level professionals could attain top master-level strength after wearing it. If they already belonged to the top master-level tier, then after wearing it, they could completely reach the threshold of pseudo-legendary strength.
With the latter, every top-level biological structure possessed the strength of a top master-level professional. Although their upper limit was not as high as that of the top-level Silver Base Armor, the biological structures were highly durable and could recover by devouring materials after being damaged. Since they did not require direct control, the two products had different specializations. Their value was on the same level, making them equally precious.
"Don't feel so bad," Morgan comforted Sandy and explained, "For a being at the level of the Black Dragon Lord, sending something inferior would undoubtedly be an insult. Spending a little more to leave a good impression is worth it."
"But it's all money," Sandy still felt pained.
Her character was much better than many dragons who regarded wealth as their lifeblood, but there was a limit to what she could tolerate.
Morgan's generosity had clearly exceeded Sandy's threshold.
After much persuasion and comfort, Sandy reluctantly agreed.
But for a long time, Morgan endured constant nagging in her ear, indicating Sandy still resented the decision.
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I was a little surprised when I learned that the silver dragon had actually sent me a gift.
"Does the other party have any requests?" I asked.
The silver dragon named Sandy had previously been obsessed with my 'Void Potion.'
I had also been a little worried about the spread of the power of the void before because I could not master the power of the void. At most, I could sense the location where the power of the void spread. But soon, I stopped thinking too much about this matter because instead of being there, instead of worrying about those empty things, it was better to work harder to improve one's own strength. Maybe after my strength improves, I will be able to master the power of the void.
Moreover, soon, I no longer had to worry about the possible impact of the spread of the power of the void.
Because I'm bound to win the ghost world.
Among the messages sent by Roy and Brain, they mentioned the ghost man captured by YiZui, and from that ghost man's mouth, they also learned many 'secrets' that ordinary ghosts did not know.
For example, the few kings among the ghosts in the ghost world should only be at the second level of legend.
Although the ghost tribe is aboriginal, in the process of fighting the demon lords invading the abyss, they naturally acquired some basic knowledge of the astral realm, learned about the division of strength levels, and understood the vastness of the astral realm.
My current strength is estimated to be much stronger than the first-level legendary black dragon. Well, maybe I am about the same strength as the first-level legendary blue dragon. Red, blue, green, black, and white Chromatic Dragons are ranked in the same order of strength.
As for the legendary blue dragon at the first level, there will definitely be no problem if I jump up a level to become an ordinary legendary powerhouse at the second level.
In other words, my current strength is equivalent to the most common second-level legendary powerhouse and belongs to the same level as the kings of the ghost clan.
Of course, since those ghost kings can withstand the invasion of the abyss lords there are weak and strong abyss lords, with the lower limit being the first level of legend and the upper limit being gods, it is estimated that they are unlikely to be the most common second-level legendary strongmen.
But this is not important. As long as I devour a few more legendary creatures, even if there is a gap, it will soon be smoothed out and surpassed.
At that time, in a world with a level limit that can only accommodate a second-level legendary powerhouse, wouldn't I have the final say?
In this world, even if the gods come, they have to seal themselves at the second level of legend!
Unless that god would rather suffer the evil of the star worlds than destroy this plane and his foundation.
In this multiverse, the destruction of the material plane will be subject to the gaze of the Astral Will, which even the great divine beings are not willing to bear.
The will of the astral star is similar to the will of the abyss. They are both vast and indescribable unconscious infinite conceptual existences. They have no thoughts or ideas and no life. They will only execute and operate according to certain rules.
In terms of technology, it may be the cosmic brain or a super AI focused on creation and balance.
"After the other party's envoy gave the gift and expressed goodwill, he left without showing any need." Sophia shook her head and answered, then added,
"Those gifts are still very precious in my eyes."
With that said, Sophia released two objects from the space bag.
A silver square box half as tall as a person.
The other was a nine-meter-tall silver mecha.
I was attracted by the sci-fi-style mecha. I was fascinated for a while, then I couldn't help but laugh, "Interesting, really interesting. So, can this thing launch missiles? Does it have a laser sword?"
"Missiles? Laser swords?" Sophia was a little confused about such unfamiliar words. The master sometimes always said some inexplicable things that people couldn't understand.
I did not explain but asked, "How do you control this mecha?"
Mecha? Well, Sophia reacted and knew that the master was referring to this top biological structure.
Mecha = Biological Construct.
Sophia silently noted it in her mind.
Another word she needs to record in the Book of The Black King.
She took out a fist-sized purple crystal and replied respectfully, "This is the core of that mecha. The other party said that as long as this core is refined, you can control this living mecha."
Out of curiosity, I input my spiritual power to refine the purple core.
Sure enough, as the core was successfully refined, I immediately felt a special connection.
A thought came to mind.
The head of the nine-meter-tall humanoid silver biological structure suddenly lit up with blue light.
Two blue rays of light quickly locked onto me and then made a somewhat mechanical sound.
"Master, please name me."
I was stunned for a moment, then thought with a playful attitude, "Then just call you Silver Storm No. 01."
"Silver Storm No. 01 serves you, Great Master." The tall and towering humanoid silver biological structure made a mechanical voice.
"Use all your types of attacks to attack me." I was a little curious about how this top biological structure attacked.
"Following your orders. The first attack: metal torrent." Silver Storm No. 01 said calmly, then raised both palms, and countless sharp black metals exploded into two black torrents, hitting the huge black dragon's body, making a clanging sound. A fierce clanging sound.
After ten seconds, Silver Storm No. 01 stopped its attack and aimed its palms at the sharp black metal that fell on the ground, exerting a huge suction force.
Soon, a large amount of pitch-black sharp metal was recovered. Silver Storm No. 01 said,
"Next is the second attack: the magic cannon."
As he spoke, a big plate opened in his chest, energy gathered, and a white light with a diameter of one meter shot toward the black dragon, which was finally offset by the dragon scales.
The jet-black dragon scales were unscathed, and even the dragon scales that were hit by the magic cannon were even brighter.
"Finally, there's the third attack: melee attack."
After Silver Storm No. 01 finished speaking, his two arms immediately ejected two exaggeratedly huge silver blades. Then he jumped and slashed down directly at the black dragon without a moment's hesitation.
Clank! Clank!
In just one second, Silver Storm No. 01 struck hundreds of times, generating a large number of sparks, as if forging iron.
After Silver Storm No. 01 completed its attack, it returned to its original position and stood still, waiting for the next order.
The thick and long dragon tail behind me flicked casually, breaking the air, and hit the left arm of Silver Storm No. 01. A huge force emerged, and the metal left arm broke directly.
"Restore." I ordered.
As Silver Storm No. 01 stood tall, its systems responding to the command, countless fine silver threads began weaving from the jagged wound on its left arm. The fallen limb, once severed, was swiftly reconnected as if time itself had reversed. Within mere breaths, the reconstruction was complete, the arm seamlessly restored without a single flaw.
Observing this remarkable display, I nodded in approval, a glint of satisfaction in my eyes.
"An impressive creation," I remarked, my voice steady yet laced with admiration. "Sophia, see to it that these silver base armors and biological constructs are transported to the Ghost Plane. Roy and Brain will determine their optimal deployment."
"As you command," Sophia responded with a graceful nod.
"Additionally, dispatch a unit of each to Vickers' Workshop. The latest reports suggest that Vickers will soon be free, with the Magic Crystal Cannons, Heavy Bolt Crossbows, and Goblin Magic Bomb Launchers entering full-scale production. Once the city walls are armed, he'll find himself with idle hands—and knowing him, idle hands are dangerous hands. These new toys should keep him entertained… and perhaps even bring us some unexpected breakthroughs."
"It shall be done, my lord!"
I paused for a moment before adding with a smirk, "Actually, send two of each. We both know his knack for making things explode in spectacular fashion."
Sophia let out a knowing chuckle, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Indeed… I still remember the last time he 'tested' a prototype. The explosion wiped out an entire kilometer of his workshop, left countless goblins and humans in disarray, and yet, somehow, Vickers himself emerged unscathed—grinning ear to ear."
"Let's hope this time, he at least keeps the roof intact," I mused, though deep down, I doubted it.
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Dragon Pond fell into silence again.
Someday.
The black dragon lord's magical aura dissipated, and I opened my red dragon pupils, with a hint of joy flashing in them.
[Eight Tier: Law Shock (Entry 1%)]
[Biological Order: Level 18 Advanced]
A few months have passed, and not only have I mastered the eight-tier law shock spell, but I have also raised the creature's order to high-level eighteen through the cumulative strengthening of several feasts.
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