After glaring coldly at Feng Chou for a while, the old mage retracted his hand. He finally stopped nagging and concentrated on his work.
But this time, Feng Chou would not let him go.
Feng Chou deliberately used a frivolous tone and said, "Okay, okay, I believe you, I believe you, okay?
Look, don't be angry, let's continue chatting.
I'm very satisfied with the way you arranged for me to die. It's very cool, isn't it?
Think about it, melting like a candle, dying in the most intense pain in the world. This is so different. It's much better than being killed by a knife, poison, or illness, isn't it? "
As Feng Chou spoke, he became excited. Even the old mage could not tell if his excitement was real or fake.
When Feng Chou was in junior high school, he became the punching bag of the entire grade. "Beating up the ugly boy from class four" was a fixed entertainment for some people in the grade.
At first, Feng Chou resisted with all his might, but the results were not very good. Because the people who came to find trouble with him were all in groups, he could not resist at all with his thin and weak body.
Later, Feng Chou learned the art of verbal attacks, which would often make those who bullied him explode in anger. Although this made him even more beaten up, he never tired of it.
Because they could not get too much pleasure from him, the number of people who bullied him decreased.
Feng Chou continued to attack the old mage with words. "Why did you spend so much effort to get me as an experiment?
You know, a man as beautiful as me would definitely be very interested in those female Drow. There are thousands of slaves in this city, and many of them are humans, right? Why did you snatch food from the tiger's mouth and get me from the hands of those female Drow? "
"Let me guess, it's my bloodline, isn't it?
You came from one of the strongest bloodlines in the Arcane Empire, the bloodline of the Stuart family, isn't it?
You must have failed many times with those civilian test subjects, right? "
At this point, Feng Chou stared into the old mage's eyes and laughed a little exaggeratedly. "Aha, I can see from your eyes that I must have guessed correctly."
After laughing for a while, Feng Chou stared at the old mage's movements as he placed the gemstones. He purposely put on a thoughtful expression, pausing for a moment before suddenly revealing a puzzled expression. "Looks like you spent a lot of money on an experiment?
With such a huge price, is it worth it even if you can successfully create a tigerman who won't turn into an idiot? "
"Even though I'm only a mage apprentice, I know that the reason why the arcanists made the bestiality contagious was so that they could create warriors cheaply and in large quantities. What's the point of using a higher price than converting arcane knights to create a half-baked powerhouse who only has the strength of a rank 8 warrior, but doesn't have the corresponding skills and willpower?"
Huh? "
"Ahahaha, you old fool, what you're doing is completely meaningless, hahaha …"
The old mage was finally completely enraged. He grabbed Feng Chou by the neck and said savagely, "What does an apprentice like you know? Difficult arcane problems need to be solved step by step in stages. When I create the first werecreature whose intelligence won't be corroded, then I'll be able to obtain further data and theoretical support for further experiments. Do you understand?"
"Moreover, creating a mage knight requires a warrior of the corresponding level. To become a level 5 mage knight, one must first be a level 5 warrior. Although a mage knight is stronger than a warrior, it's only two or three levels higher. However, if I can create a tigerman who won't turn into an idiot, then I can turn a civilian into a level 8 warrior out of thin air. Do you understand?"
This old mage was quite strong. He grabbed Feng Chou by the neck and even caused his tongue to stick out. Although it was unbearable, Feng Chou tried his best to maintain a smile on his face, trying his best to fill his eyes with a mocking smile.
The old mage, who felt like he was about to explode, suddenly tightened his grip on Feng Chou's neck, but quickly relaxed again.
That short tightening of his grip made Feng Chou feel like his neck had almost been crushed.
"High level mages are indeed not to be trifled with. This old thing looks like he's about to enter the ground, but he still has so much strength."
For some reason, such a thought popped into Feng Chou's mind in this moment of life and death.
The old mage took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down. He said coldly, "I'm warning you, if you dare to speak nonsense again, I don't mind cutting your tongue off."
After saying that, the old mage loosened his grip on Lin Yun's neck.
As soon as he loosened his grip, Feng Chou impatiently said, "It's fine, it's fine, you can cut it off as much as you want. It's going to turn into paste soon anyway. If you cut it off, I'll still have something left in this world, right? I won't shut up anyway, it's useless to threaten me, you old fool, ahahahaha …"
The old mage finally couldn't stand Feng Chou's clamor anymore. He waved his hand and cast a Silent Barrier, making his mouth completely lose its offensive power.
Although he couldn't make a sound, Feng Chou still tried his best to use his body language and eyes to tease the old mage.
After setting up the Magic Formation, the old mage immediately started his experiment.
Under the old mage's control, the four black steel cages were moved above the Magic Formation.
The four black steel cages stopped after entering the range of the Magic Formation. More than ten sharp steel spears fiercely stabbed down from the top of the cages, piercing the bodies of the four Tigermen. Amidst a series of screams, a large amount of blood flowed from the bottom of the cages and dripped onto the Magic Formation.
The Magic Formation was carved into the ground using the technique of deep relief. Since it was a relief, it naturally had different heights. The blood of the Tigermen slowly flowed along the grooves on the Magic Formation. When the four Tigermen's blood had almost flowed dry, the blood had already flooded all the grooves on the Magic Formation.
When the blood filled the entire Magic Formation, the old mage activated it.
A layer of red light rose from the Magic Formation and enveloped Feng Chou.
After being enveloped by the red light, Feng Chou didn't feel anything at first, but soon he felt his body start to heat up. As his body temperature rose, his whole body started to hurt.
As time went by, the red light became thicker and thicker, Feng Chou's body temperature also became higher and higher, and the pain in his body also became more and more intense.
Gradually, Feng Chou could no longer feel the heat. This was because his senses were completely taken over by the pain all over his body. This pain was neither fast nor slow, but it continued to increase in intensity, as if there was no end to it.
Gradually, all of Feng Chou's willpower began to be used to resist the pain, and he couldn't think of anything else.
The old mage looked at Feng Chou who was enveloped by the red light, and his face gradually became a little surprised. Because in the past, when the experiment reached this stage, the test subjects would have already started to let out the most miserable screams, even the strong warrior Drow couldn't bear it until now. But Feng Chou didn't make a sound from the beginning until now.
Feng Chou didn't let the people who bullied him gain pleasure from him. This was a belief that was deeply ingrained in his bones, so even if the pain made his consciousness blurry, he still clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound.
The old mage's fingertips flashed with a faint blue light of magic, and the detection magic didn't stop to sense Feng Chou's body.
His expression became more and more disappointed, the changes in the body of this human noble with a noble bloodline were no different from the previous failed test subjects.
Suddenly, the old mage's face changed, and then he sighed slightly, flicked his finger, and the magic light on his fingertips extinguished, and turned away in disappointment.