Assassin's Chronicle - Chapter 173

Chapter 173: Resurrected Beasts

"Orsie, thank you for speaking up for us. If you would like, your mercenary group can stay in Moramatch," Anfey said slowly. He had a good impression of Orsie. He had spoken up for Anfey in that difficult situation, which meant he had moral lines that no one could cross. He would not do anything against his will. He was upright and direct. Anfey liked to collaborate with these kinds of people because he felt relaxed around them, and none of them had malicious intent.

Anfey was shocked by his answer for a second. He did not say anything to Orsie. It looked like Orsie did not buy Anfey’s nice offer, but thinking at a deeper level, it was easy to tell Orsie would not easily bend with the wind. He would not go along with the crowd. He spoke up for Anfey out of morality and justice. The reason he chose to stay with Ozzic was also out of a sense of morality and justice, since he had been invited there by Ozzic.

This was really happening between true friends. Even though Hagan had a scary behemoth, Sante still dared to grab Hagan’s collar. If Hagan had several gigantic dragons, Sante still might have grabbed his collar. If he had been a middle-aged man and had grown very sophisticated, he probably could have controlled his emotions, but Sante was still very young. He had a firm belief that friendship would not change because their social status had changed.

"Tell me right now why you have a behemoth," Sante raised his voice.

Christian, Zubin and Blavi landed from the air. Anfey, Suzanna and the others had crowded Hagan into the center. They looked quite different from each other though. They all knew how powerful a super magic beast could be. With such help in the legion, they all wanted to know the real story behind it.
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"What happened?" Christian asked in surprise. "Hagan, tell us please."

"It does make sense." Anfey looked at the ancient tree, which had been broken by the behemoth. The behemoth also had destroyed houses. "The behemoth was alive. He was not an illusion."

"If they c

ould live forever, every alchemist would be invincible. You wish." The corners of Suzanna’s mouth curled into a frown. She still held onto the grudge over being suppressed by the behemoth’s power before.

"Why would you say so?" Christian asked.

"Are you saying the behemoth you made has less than one tenth the battle power of a real behemoth?" Anfey asked.

"I see now," Christian suddenly realized something.

"Behemoths’ screaming is extremely powerful. The sound waves from their screaming

When Christian spoke, everyone seemed to realize it as well. Hagan laughed. "Do you

"Hagan, what contributes to keep resurrected magic beasts for a long time?" Anfey

"The purity of the resurrecting potion and my telephathy," Hagan responded.

"There were some bones missing. I used some for experiments. I think I could make two magic beasts out of the leftover bones," Hagan said.

The presence of the super magic beast could change their disadvantaged position in battle. Anfey needed to get a precise answer.

"Black Eleven, you will be in charge of getting any ingredient Hagan needs. You need to get them for Hagan as fast as possible," Anfey said.

"Hui Wei. Where is Hui Wei?" Hagan suddenly called for Hui Wei.

"Hui Wei, you have been interested in ancient relics. You must know where the dragon tombs are," Hagan said urgently. "I suggest our mercenary group’s mission is digging as many of the dragon tombs as possible: Titan Cemetery, Demon Cave, Bliss Land and as many others as possible. As long as we have enough bones, we would have the power to do anything." Hagan’s eyes brightened. As the only alchemist in the legion, Hagan received considerable attention in the legion. He had won everyone’s admiration today after he was able to recreate the behemoth. Admiration and high attention were totally different. Hagan felt he could do so much and had so much hope. The hopes he had were like symphonies, getting more exciting one after another. He even daydreamed to remake thousands of super magic beasts to win everywhere on Pan Continent.

Christian’s talk was like a double whammy. Hagan’s face suddenly turned pale. He grabbed Hui Wei even harder. "Hui Wei, you say something. You must know, right?"

"Don’t do this to me, Hui Wei. Help me, please." Hagan had a hard time letting it go.

Hui Wei talked very reasonably. Hagan was very disappointed and had his head down. He became quiet.

"Huh?" Hagan lifted his head. "Christian, what do you mean by that?"

"Stop playing with me." Hagan became disappointed. "The master alchemists in the legend could not even do that, not to mention me," Hagan said.

Hagan blinked. Christian’s advice was a lot subtler than Hui Wei’s. The master alchemists in the Sacred Battle could not collect a large amount of super magic beasts. Neither could any alchemist do it in their time.
"Ok, everyone go to sleep." Anfey waved his hand with a bitter smile. "Hagan, everyone was thinking for you. Your ideas were not practical. You need to calm down a little bit."