Sorrow of Blood (II)

The clamor outside stopped at some point.

And his experiment was finally nearing its end.

Dissecting the corpse, which had finally not mutated again, Finnian removed a bloody organ from the heart.

A mechanical turning sound came from inside.

After tearing the flesh membrane apart and washing the blood stains from it, an oval instrument as beautiful as a work of art appeared in his hand.

"Finally completed, the Void Energy Core..." "After 1,460 hosts cultivating parasites, it's finally cleaned out those uncontrollable void contaminations."

Holding the star core, which was embedded in a delicate instrument, Finnian felt a surge of unparalleled satisfaction.

Behind him, a crack in the ground opened quietly, and the smell of blood emanated.

Finnian turned and saw a humanoid figure made of blood emerge from it.

"Did something happen?"

Bloodman cracked his mouth and returned flatly, "There was a bit of an accident, and I was discovered."

Finnian nodded knowingly and regretfully returned, "That's unfortunate, as is my case here."

The bloody man froze and immediately turned into a cloud of blood mist and floated outside.

It didn't take long for it to seep back down through the cracks in the ceiling and reform into its human form.

"How did you wake up all the bodies?"

Finnian returned as he gathered his things:

"My brother is back, and my experiment has just reached a critical point..."

The blood mist floated in the air for a while and seemed to be coming to terms with it now.

"That thing of yours, sure it's finished?"

Finnian nodded and said, "There was some haste, and it would have been reasonable to find a few more test subjects to test the results, but it would have been too late now."

"Well ..."

"Then let me see what you've got."

As a hushed voice came from the blood mist, the ground cracked open once more and a white figure crawled out with a hollow face.

Finnian's pupils shrank at once.

"President?"

The corpse that had been maneuvered out of the room was none other than President Qishi, whom he had been trying to avoid all day at the academy.

Blood Mist explained faintly, "This is a corpse from many years ago, she is not the one you saw at the academy, and while it is true that it is the same person, they are now two different things altogether."

So Her Highness the Holy Maiden died a long time ago?...

Finnian bowed his head silently.

Bloodmist: "This is one of my favorite collectibles, it's a shame her body was never put to good use, mount your masterpiece, the higher energies from the void should replace her divine properties."

Finnian hesitated, "So the core isn't for Saki-sama to use?"

"Oh, of course not, she's just a doppelganger carrying out an infiltration plan, of course, she wouldn't be fitted with something that reveals something extraordinary."

Blood Mist said regretfully, "I kinda liked that corpse, every time I possessed it I could experience a long-lost purity and innocence, it's a shame, but it's not a big loss to have a tasty treat before sacrificing it, and if Witcher came a little bit later I could have another collector-grade dragoness corpse."

"Dragon Lady?" Finnian slowly raised his head.

There was only one woman he knew who strutted around the academy exuding the traits of the Dragonborn.

"Yeah, the church is raising dragons too?"

The blood mist churned for a moment and suddenly spat out a silver light.

"Ding~"

The silver light fell to the ground with a crisp echo, and Finnian bent down to pick it up, realizing it was an ordinary silver ring with no transcendent properties.

"What is it?"

Bloodmist casually replied, "I think it was a wedding ring, Saki's spirit was nagging at the thing at the time, but it does seem ridiculous for a Witcher to marry a Fae."

So you're already married...

Finnian stares at the wedding ring in awe for a long time, closes his palm looks up, and smiles:

"After all that talk, it's almost time for us to start the experiment."

With that, he put on his gloves and took a cursory look at the appearance of Qishi's body.

The fatal wound was in the collar neck, a very slight opening where she would have died from a lord's head, and then stitched back up by the ghoul, but it was only because her body was filled with sacred energies that it wasn't able to patch it up completely with those evil powers.

Sacred, it should not be tarnished in this way...

Finnian thought silently, first taking out the syringe.

"Taking some of the blood appropriately helps to minimize the rejection that follows..."

Slowly drawing ten tubes of what looked like hazy, starburst-like blood out, he set it aside and mentally mumbled an apology before pulling out his scalpel again, ready to slice through the holy robes and begin dissecting the sacred body.

But at that moment, a terrifying dragon roar came from the distant sky, and the entire earth seemed to shake for a moment, followed by a scorching, stifling heat that poured down endlessly from the vents.

Both of them were startled at once, and the ghoul's blood mist flew out of the ground to view the situation.

Halfway through the day, it churned up a mist of blood and returned to the dungeon, seemingly agitated.

"It's so interesting, that Witcher revived the Dragon Woman's remaining Dragon Seed traits, haha, it's so interesting, he created a giant dragon!"

After praising it, it realized that the learned man was no longer down there.

"Sorry, I went to get something."

Finnian suddenly emerges from the cellar next door, holding an instrument.

"Do you know what this device does?"

Blood Mist said indifferently, "I'm not interested in mechanical instruments, if it's related to experiments, then get it quickly."

Finnian nodded, "Then it seems you have no experience as a lab assistant."

He fiddled with his head down and connected the starter power supply to the void energy core.

"Simply put, it's an instrument for dealing with laboratory gas leaks."

"After I processed it a bit, I can now also handle insubstantial energy bodies..."

After the introduction, Finnian looked up and flicked the start switch.

The unattached ghoul blood mist was suddenly stunned. Only to see a strange ripple flooding through the air, the entire dungeon vaguely shook for a moment, followed by a terrifying suction force coming from it, and its figure was crazily pulled, rotated, and continuously sucked in by that funnel-shaped apparatus.

"You seek death!!!"

The blood mist roared, and like a genie retrieved by the divine lamp, it turned into a wisp of ever-spinning mist and was absorbed cleanly by the void energy vortex in its entirety, with not a single bit left.

Finnian picks up the ever-dropsy Vial of Pure Silver, and pulls out the Void Energy Core, and walks over to the other instruments next...

Rotating, wall-breaking, separating, evaporating, filtering, condensing...

After a whole set of tightly linked experimental processes, the blood mist had been crafted into a blood crystal that contained the properties of fresh blood.

Legendary Quality!

"Whew, great job!"

Finnian wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his face just surfaced with satisfaction, but his body arched violently, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spray out.

"Pfft... cough cough!"

A slender arm, from the back of his heart, did not enter the chest penetration.

He turned his head back with difficulty, only to realize that the Holy Maiden, who was originally lying quietly on the experiment table, had somehow stood behind him, and that face with tightly closed eyes was incomparably sacred.

So it's not dead?

"Boom!!!"

Just then, the dungeon ceiling was suddenly split open by a terrifying sword light!

The roiling debris was chopped up, warm air mixed with the scent of blood and dirt rushed in, and Finnian, who had fallen to his knees helplessly, slowly turned his dark eyes.

The dark red sky, the apocalyptic scene, was a sin he had indirectly caused.

The hazy, glowing Virgin, the blood-covered Knight, and the figure of Witcher rush in from outside.

"Give me back Finnian!!!"

Fintan roared and lunged at the gaping hole in the ground.