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Chapter 212:
"Why bother? For that man."
With a gentle murmur, the man gazed at Freyja. After a long while, he sighed lightly and bent down to pick up the already severely injured Freyja, carrying her back to the cabin.
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As an important figure in Black Forest, Freyja did not hold much significance for Freya.
Firstly, this place did not belong to the main territory of Black Forest.
Secondly, the special Tros youth before her likely had some hidden connection with Freyja; otherwise, Rocis would not have made such a grand effort to seize her.
Even if Freya wanted someone, it would probably be done discreetly.
Moreover, Freya was not a Necromancer and had no intention of thoroughly killing to extract through dissection.
After all, while that method was highly efficient and successful, Freya was not yet very proficient in the specialized knowledge of the Necromancy Department.
If she accidentally messed it up, the next 'Forest Hunter' would not be so easy to catch.
Two hours later.
The raging storm quickly passed.
The sky became exceptionally clear again, and the appearance of several seagulls indicated that they were not far from the next port.
Inside the exquisite cabin, Freya, dressed in casual clothes, was slowly heating a test tube filled with transparent liquid over an alcohol lamp.
Next to her was a test tube rack, holding three large red test tubes. A faint green glow swirled around the rack, maintaining the activity of the liquid inside the test tubes.
After a long while, when the liquid in the test tubes had been heated to a certain degree, Freya slowly removed the test tube from the alcohol lamp and quickly poured it into a beaker filled with a pile of white maggots.
"Hiss..."
As soon as the transparent liquid came into contact with the maggots, it emitted a sizzling sound, and its color gradually changed to a deep blue.
Carefully observing the changes in the liquid, Freya snapped her fingers.
A green rune appeared out of thin air and quickly merged into the liquid under her control.
"Whoosh!!"
As soon as the rune merged into the beaker, the previously calm light blue liquid suddenly erupted with crimson flames, releasing an inexplicable fishy odor.
Gently sniffing that peculiar scent, Freya slowly stood up, revealing a satisfied expression.
"The Plant Energy decomposition potion is finally complete! Luckily we are on the Elk ship; if we were in a more remote area, gathering the materials for this potion would have been quite difficult."
Once the flames in the beaker subsided on their own, she wasn't afraid of the heat and directly reached out to grab it, gently shaking it.
The liquid after the flames was no longer deep blue but displayed a different shade of green. Upon closer inspection, one could see dense white threads inside, intertwining and twisting like living creatures.
The Plant Energy decomposition potion was merely a primary potion; its production wasn't very difficult. Therefore, with Freya's abilities, she could synthesize it after a few failures.
Glancing at the boy Tros who had been knocked out by a sleep spell, Freya calculated the time, set down the potion in her hand, turned around, and skillfully took another syringe to draw his blood.
The Tros Clan possessed strong regenerative abilities; even after significant blood loss, they could survive for quite some time.
In this situation, regarding the treatment of the young man, Freya kept him in a constant state of unconsciousness, continuously 'irrigating' him with high-quality liquid food.
Two blood samples were drawn, totaling four vials, all within a controllable range.
The crimson liquid was extracted from his veins, and after a while, Freya injected it into a new test tube and placed it on the test tube rack.
Then, she took the frontmost test tube filled with blood, removed the stopper, and slowly poured it into the decomposition reagent in the beaker.
A faint sound emerged as the diluted blood entered the decomposition reagent, becoming remarkably viscous.
The dense white threads seemed to boil, wildly intertwining with the blood.
Before long, the entire beaker began to vibrate slightly.
Watching the intense reaction in the beaker, Freya stepped back two paces and softly chanted an unknown incantation.
This incantation was not in the usual Ancient Elvish Language or Abyssal Language; instead, it resembled a raspy sound with pure rhythm.
It was an auxiliary spell recorded in Hegel's Grimoire that could harness the energy of potions.
From the vague phrases in the book, Freya speculated that this special way of chanting was similar to the mysterious Shadow Realm.
After all, Hegel's expertise originally belonged to the Shadow System.
As she chanted in a raspy voice, strands of mental energy gradually formed a black-and-white skull image that hovered above the potion.
The skull resembled that of a human but had two sharp horns.
At the moment the skull fully formed, Freya pointed at Beaker.
The skull immediately lunged forward.
There were no light or shadow effects, but as the skull sank in, the boiling dense Thin Line in the Beaker surged to a certain level again.
Standing beside Freya, she could even hear faint sounds of tearing.
It seemed as if these white Thin Lines were separating something from the thick blood.
"That's amazing!"
Watching the changes in the potion, Freya revealed a hint of joy.
From the fluctuations emitted by this potion, what was originally just an ordinary Primary Potion had, under this special enhancement, barely reached the level of an Intermediate Potion.
And this was achieved solely through the use of mental power combined with a special Incantation Spell, without any external substances.
"Could there be something special about this? It seems to have exceeded the Conservation Law to some extent."
However, despite her excitement over the uniqueness of this method, the potion before her had already quickly decomposed.
The boiling Beaker gradually came to a stop, and the dense white Thin Lines slowly lost their activity, while the originally thick blood transformed into a layer of translucent blue film that settled on top of the potion.
Freya took out tweezers and gently lifted it off.
"This is what was decomposed?"
Frowning slightly, Freya looked thoughtfully at the layer of film on the tweezers.
In the perception of mental energy, this thin membrane indeed had an unusual flow of energy.
After thinking for a moment, she extended her empty left hand and lightly flicked it, sending a stream of Azure Wind Flow slowly toward the blue membrane.
Just as it was about to make contact with the membrane, the Azure Wind suddenly became chaotic and dissipated under Freya's control.
"Eh!? What is this?"
Seeing this abnormal reaction, Freya narrowed her eyes, and strands of mental energy directly wrapped around it.
After a long while, she lowered the now transparent membrane.
"It seems that this method can indeed extract a small portion of Bloodline abilities; I just didn't expect the quantity to be so little. Even making the simplest Bloodline mark is completely insufficient." (To be continued...)
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