"Give up, Claudia. You can't beat Mikaela," Muria's voice echoed in the white dragon's ear, causing her to grip her staff tighter. It was a staff mixed with a small amount of legendary metal, crafted after scouring her dominion. However, it couldn't compare to the battle sword Mikaela wielded.
The white dragon's blood, exuding a chilling aura, spilled from the sky, painting a tragic picture. Yet Claudia never admitted defeat. Her dragon scales were torn repeatedly, and her formidable physique healed her injuries time and again.
Throughout this process, her vitality rapidly depleted, and she endured the pain of her body being torn apart and then healed. Despite this, she had not injured Mikaela even once, not leaving a single mark on her. Still, she refused to surrender.
"What are you holding on to, white dragon? Do you still hope to win against me? Your struggle is meaningless. You've lost. You can't win," Mikaela stated calmly, standing in the air with her battle sword, looking at the white dragon. Claudia was no match for her.
The Ice Queen remained silent, continuing to wave her staff, summoning a massive blizzard to bear down on Mikaela.
"Too stubborn," Muria sighed softly from the sidelines. Although he felt a bit sorry seeing Claudia stubbornly refusing to surrender, he respected her decision and did not interfere in her battle.
The final outcome of the battle was predictable: Mikaela emerged victorious. Muria sighed as he caught the battered white dragon falling towards the ground and began healing her.
Mikaela observed this scene without comment, trusting Muria fundamentally. The most important thing was her strong confidence in herself. Claudia was just a mere defeated opponent.
Afterward, Muria sent Claudia back to her Ice Palace and then began handling official matters, distributing rewards and pensions for his legion that had fought in the otherworldly war.
Despite how easily they won the colonial war, there were still giants who sacrificed themselves. Even though Muria's side held an absolute advantage, there were still formidable foes among the insectoids who could harm the giants. The number of fallen giants under Muria had reached triple digits, though this was negligible when considering the entire legion.
Every rising power advances over the corpses of both enemies and their own.
As Muria dealt with the aftermath of the otherworldly expedition and planned the construction of a space-time hub, Mikaela began challenging the legends subdued by Muria's force in Synapse.
Using strength to establish her position was the most primal yet effective method. After challenging all the legends, every resident of Synapse admired and revered the new mistress for her power.
After handling the matters of the expedition, Muria prepared for the next war. Since Mikaela had brought the Cloud City, Muria planned to use its angel reincarnation pool to convert some angels, enhancing the combat abilities of some human followers under his command.
The order of conversion was based on merit and contribution, starting with the human alchemists, blacksmiths, and formation masters who had dedicated their lives to Muria, whether voluntarily or under coercion.
However, this plan did not elicit much enthusiasm among the human secondary profession groups. Particularly the human alchemists, who led the biological side of things, were not particularly interested. They had the technology to modify their bodies and replace them with longer-lived ones at any time.
The reluctance stemmed from the fact that a body, as the carrier of the soul, greatly influences the soul. As researchers and spellcasters, they needed to maintain stable mental states, which most powerful bloodlines made difficult.
Of course, the sacred angel bloodline could stabilize the reincarnated person's mind, causing a fundamental evolution in physique, soul, and mental power, seemingly very beneficial. However, this bloodline would also influence the soul's thoughts, making these humans very resistant.
Becoming an angel meant they could no longer participate in many experiments, such as research on biological modifications. They would lose the ability to coldly dissect various creatures or study curse magic and alchemical poisons without emotional disturbance. Simply put, they could no longer conduct dark, bloody experiments.
Upon realizing this, Muria changed his order based on human feedback, allowing qualified humans to choose freely whether to become angels.
"Indeed, in retrospect, liches are more suitable for research. They have long lifespans and are unaffected by various emotions, making them the perfect researchers."
"It's been proven that becoming a lich, an undead creature, makes us flesh beings gradually lose our creativity. Without emotional fluctuations, there are no flashes of inspiration during research, which is terrifying."
"In fact, for those not involved in biological research, entering the angel reincarnation pool and becoming an angel isn't bad."
"I'm not interested in becoming a birdman, but the dragonborn reincarnation Muria mentioned seems interesting, or perhaps implanting giant blood would be good. For instance, cloud giants are quite a stable race. Even if we implant their blood, it won't affect our research."
"But they're not true immortals, just slightly stronger than us humans. Their bloodline is too weak."
"Have you ever considered implanting Muria's bloodline? If we could have his bloodline, that would be perfect," an alchemist said with longing.
"Forget it. It's impossible. Look at the long years and countless generations. Only the royal family of the Uranos Empire has accomplished this. We mortals can't bear a bloodline of Muria's level. Do you think you could get him to cooperate with our research? Ridiculous. Give up on that thought."
"Alright, boys, stop discussing and get back to research. You've seen the task: to develop safe and effective dragonborn and giant reincarnation techniques, allowing multiple humans to reincarnate simultaneously."
An elderly man with graying hair in an alchemist's white robe walked in. "You're still so young. Why worry about angel reincarnation now? If you gain more power and knowledge, you'll have more options. Worrying about reincarnation is too early."
"I agree, we're still young!" A group of "young" researchers, many of them nearly bald, responded cheerfully.
At this moment, an outsider would notice that the leader of these biological alchemists was an elderly man with gray hair, standing out conspicuously among the middle-aged alchemists. However, none of his subordinates found this odd.
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