Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes
Chapter 151: Transaction

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Transaction

While speculating about the identities of the two people in his mind, Ogman paused for a moment, reached out to touch the black inverted pyramid talisman on his chest, and then quickly walked forward.

"What brings you two here?"

Upon hearing his words, the two turned around.

Ogman’s gaze swiftly swept over their outfits, pausing momentarily at the Magic Crystal Gun on Anvis’s waist and the silver-lined short handle magic wand peeking out of Jom’s backpack.

The merchants from Sal City have high-quality Magic Crystal Guns, which suggests their strength is not low—

After a quick assessment of their outfits, Ogman reached a conclusion in his mind.

The strength of the two in front of him was tightly concealed, and as a peak Fifth Rank, he couldn’t sense any outward magic aura to determine their specific ranks.

"Nice to meet you, are you Mr. Ogman?"

A somewhat rough voice spoke, one of them greeted him.

Contrary to Ogman’s expectations, it was not the merchant who spoke first, but the ’guard mercenary’.

.........

Seeing the slightly surprised old mage, Anvis chuckled coarsely.

"This isn’t a good place to talk, Mr. Ogman, how about we go to your place for a sit-down?"

"Sure, follow me—"

Giving Anvis a deep look, Ogman in a black magic robe nodded and felt a bit more relaxed.

They must not be enemies, otherwise they wouldn’t suggest entering his house.

In his residence, his strength would increase by at least fifty percent.

Even facing a Seventh Rank, he would have sufficient confidence to escape!

He stepped forward and reached out his hand towards the fence gate woven from dogwood.

Then, the ’fence gate’ moved slightly, retracting to both sides, revealing a vibrant stone pathway in the center.

"Watch your steps, do not tread on the wrong spots—"

He reminded then proceeded on the pathway, stepping precisely in specific positions.

After walking for a while and turning a corner, he sneakily glanced back.

To his sinkide heart, although they were following him, their steps were completely inconsistent with his.

Most crucially, the magic traps that should have been triggered in the courtyard seemed to be deactivated, showing no response!

.........

After entering the living room of the house, Ogman sat on the long sofa, looking perplexed at the two men.

"So, what is it that you two seek from me, can you tell me now?"

"The thing is, Mr. Ogman, I hope to invest in your research."

Smiling at him, Anvis extended one finger and waved it in front of the old mage.

"Invest in my research? Do you know what you’re talking about?"

The old mage in the black robe furrowed his brows, his eyes intensely fixed on the guard mercenary’s brown eyes, flashing a deep sense of wariness.

"Three months ago... yes, three months ago, you acquired a piece of chalk rock fossil at the Violet Auction House."

Instead of directly answering, Anvis began counting down on his fingers, smiling bit by bit.

"Afterwards, you opened the fossil and discovered a special, ancient sea lily-like dark green creature’s remains.

From the remains, you extracted a peculiar Magic Pheromone capable of eliminating reproductive isolation between species."

"Currently, you are attempting to synthesize this pheromone, but due to insufficient Black Domain Orchid Pollen, the experiment failed.

However, afterwards, you prepared enough pollen, and this time, you successfully synthesized the material you needed."

"Then, inspired by the special structure of these pheromones, you plan to breed a large number of experimental Magic Beasts.

And by crossbreeding them extensively, you aim to develop a Perfect Bloodline with superior Magic Beast traits."

"Where did you hear about these? From a Prophet?"

Upon hearing the term "Perfect Blood," Ogman’s pupils suddenly constricted.

His right hand lifted abruptly as if electrocuted, grabbing the black pendant at his chest.

"That doesn’t matter, Mr. Ogman, what matters is why I am mentioning this—"

Facing Ogman’s somewhat intense reaction, Anvis smiled indifferently.

With the Eighth Rank Jom by his side, Ogman, who is less than Sixth Rank, could hardly stir any trouble.

"Simply put, I am quite interested in your research and hope that you can expedite your findings.

For that, I can provide you with all the experimental materials you need."

"All the experimental materials I need?"

Ogman sharply caught the critical word in Anvis’s speech and felt it absurd and amusing, his face inevitably showing a hint of mockery.

"This ’esteemed sir,’ do you know what I need?"

"As long as you can list them—"

Anvis did not smile but looked at him seriously, speaking with unwavering certainty.

"Are you sure?"

Seeing Anvis’s earnest expression, Ogman gradually retracted his mockery and started to seriously contemplate his offer.

Unlike other bloodlines, the creation of "Perfect Blood" requires repetitive high-intensity Life Alchemy experiments, piecing it together bit by bit in an almost luck-based method.

It acts like a ’bloodline framework’ void, capable of accommodating traits of other bloodlines.

The higher the level of the bloodlines used to compose the Perfect Blood, the more stable the framework itself, the more voids it has, and the more bloodlines it can integrate without collapsing.

In this assembling process, if one can obtain a sufficient number of experimental subjects and bloodline materials, indeed, the progress of the experiments can be significantly accelerated.

"I need a large number of Fifth Rank Magic Beasts as experimental subjects, and bloodlines of High Rank, no specific type required, the higher the better."

After weighing it for a moment, Ogman stared at Anvis, placing his demands.

This was his way of testing the strength and background of Anvis.

While Fifth Rank Magic Beasts are easy to handle, High Rank bloodlines are rare.

Based on the bloodlines Anvis could provide, he would be able to roughly determine what kind of power and background Anvis really possesses.

"No problem, you will get what you want."

Hearing this somewhat familiar request, Anvis inexplicably smiled.

In the past life, as a player, Anvis provided him with his own up to Eighth Rank Giant Dragon Bloodline.

In return, Anvis obtained a vial of Perfect Blood source blood, which was initially Fifth Rank and orange-grade in terms of item quality.

After careful calculations, he first fused it with a vial of Sixth Rank High Elf Bloodline, and then with a vial of Sixth Rank Limit of the Void Eye Magic Beast Bloodline.

Pushing it just to Seventh Rank, Anvis then integrated his own Eighth Rank Golden Giant Dragon Bloodline into it.

The result was gratifying; after transplanting the finally fused Perfect Blood into himself, his level limit was raised to eighty-nine.

Additionally, he gained the Class Magic Ability of Void Eye Magic Beast, as well as the Super Magic Affinity of High Elf, with an extra boost in various attributes.

Based on the impure Giant Dragon Bloodline from his past life, which could create base blood capable of fusing with his own bloodline,

what then, in his present life, carrying the two Legendary Bloodlines as a base?

Could he finally obtain a high enough rank, high enough to merge with Legendary Bloodlines into Perfect Blood?

Vaguely, aside from mass-producing synthetic troops,

Anvis saw a special hope—

A faint hope to harmonize the subtle conflicts between his two Legendary Bloodlines.