Bizarre Realm-Chapter 247 - 41: On How Mages Conquer Enchanting Demons!

Chapter 247: Chapter 41: On How Mages Conquer Enchanting Demons!

Inside the Alchemy Laboratory.

Shawn calmly looked at the Beastman Berserker on the lab table, who had slightly trembled, and said faintly, "You’re awake?"

"No need to pretend to sleep; I can read your surface thoughts."

— Reading Thoughts.

Shawn observed the healing wound of the other party, picked up a pen and recorded anew; the coagulation factors in the Warrior Path are very strong, and the body’s metabolism speeds up healing after injury, probably also related to high constitution. His hypothesis about the ’Genetic Lock’ concept is correct, with the Warrior Path focusing on strengthening the body. His hormone levels are entirely different from ordinary people, and the adrenaline released during battle might be several times that of a normal person, which could easily cause a normal person to die suddenly, but they can bear it effortlessly.

The internal organs of the fleshly path Transcendents have ’evolved’, although they seem quite similar to ordinary people. If dissected and analyzed, it’s estimated that the composition of the muscle tissue also has certain differences.

"But this genetic evolution is accomplished with the aid of ancient bloodlines."

This beastman warrior named Andre chose to feign sleep the moment he regained consciousness, being very cautious and vigilant, seemingly trying to figure out the current situation; his hand inadvertently touched the bedside, as if searching for a weapon.

The scene before him seemed familiar to Shawn, as if this was how it was when he first came back to life.

Upon hearing Shawn’s words, the beastman known as Andre slowly opened his eyes, flipped up, and fixed his fierce gaze on him, saying in a deep voice, "What have you done to me?"

Shawn calmly took off his gloves, put away the Magic Notebook in his hand, and said, "I treated your unstable frenzy."

"I am a psychologist."

"Though the method was rather crude, the result is undoubtedly good."

Shawn shrugged at him and said, "Don’t you feel much more emotionally stable now? Is there still that manic feeling?"

The beastman warrior looked at himself in confusion; there was a shallow scar on his arm, but it had already healed, and there were no other discomforts. On the contrary, the previously unbridled mania was gone, like a storm washing away the shadows in his mind.

Shawn performed a Mind Surgery on him.

Andre frowned tightly and said, "Are you a psychologist?"

"Then why did you use magic to control me in the first place?"

Shawn replied coolly, "The simplest and most efficient method; my time is very tight."

"When you walked in, there was a faint smell of blood on you; a slight scar on your right arm, and a gladiator’s brand on your elbow, meaning you just participated in a bloody gladiatorial battle."

"But even such venting couldn’t stabilize your emotions; convincing you would probably waste too much time."

"So directly controlling with magic was the most effective way."

"If you feel offended by this, I can say sorry."

Hearing Shawn’s words, Andre deeply stared at the handsome man in front of him, then humbly lowered his head and said in a rough voice, "I should thank you."

"Wizard sir."

"You have indeed cured my frenzied bloodthirst!"

He’s no longer as eager for blood and slaughter as he was at the beginning; the reckless and violent emotions have dissipated substantially.

This is, after all, Abyss City.

Abyss City is different from the real world; here, although there is law and order, strength determines everything. A wizard of distinguished status apologizing verbally is already honoring him greatly.

Andre’s robust body stood on the ground, approximately two meters and thirty centimeters tall; his whole body muscles coiling like rocks, arms as thick as an adult’s thigh, possessing explosive power. Due to the integration with the beastman lineage, his canine teeth are more prominent, though not as distinct as a true beastman’s.

He slightly bowed his head and said, "Wizard sir."

"Then, how much should I pay you for the treatment?"

In Abyss City, there’s no free lunch; everything comes with a price.

Shawn owes Aemon a favor, which he must repay in the future as well.

He assessed the beastman warrior in front of him, gestured for Veronica to pour tea, and said calmly, "No need. You just happened to resolve some of my doubts, so you have already paid me."

"For a wizard, the most valuable wealth is knowledge."

"However, the pollution on you is still severe."

"Relying solely on bloodthirsty slaughter to relieve it will eventually lead to another outbreak."

Like drinking poison to quench thirst.

Shawn looked at the beastman warrior in front of him and thought of the followers of Khorne, as he felt the other’s inner world filled with a violent, slaughtering desire during the Mind Link.

War maniac.

The other’s genes crave blood and slaughter.

Beastmen are also a belligerent race.

Upon hearing this, Andre’s eyebrows furrowed tightly, wanting to say something but finally remaining silent, appearing very cautious.

Shawn, like a doctor, handed him a cup of red tea and continued, "This treatment should last for about half a year, but you’d best find a way to reduce the pollution."

"If you have any questions, you can come to me."

"Hmm."

"If you can’t enter the Maze Lock Area, go to Purgatory Fire Horn to find Veronica; she is my representative."

Transcendents ultimately have to rely on themselves; Shawn can only treat ailments, not prevent them from arising.

Nor can he save everyone.

Medicine alone cannot save the Bizarre Realm, everything must be altered from the Root Source Law.

Andre carefully picked up the tiny teacup, only three fingers wide for him, and felt a bit tense and uneasy facing the unfathomable wizard lord.