Chapter 845 827. Ankh Cross
Lane and Cassandra left the room together.
Because they are not Athenians, this reason is very convincing as a reason to leave.
After all, Lan En has made a great contribution to this plague, using his wisdom and knowledge.
“Whenever I feel that I have become a fearless warrior, I will always encounter things that cannot be solved with simple force, such as plagues, conspiracies, and missing family members.”
Cassandra's Amazon boots made a crisp sound as they stepped on the marble steps of Pericles' mansion.
"It seems that the gods always like to remind me of this: I am still in the mortal world and a mortal."
Seeing that Cassandra seemed a little depressed, Lan comforted her Give her a look.
“We are all mortals, and we can only make the efforts that mortals can do.”
The two of them looked out from the patio of Pericles Mansion with emotion. On the horizon, smoke over Athens obscured the sun.
The warm and unrestrained sunshine of the Mediterranean Sea turned into a lifeless dusk after passing through a layer of smoke and dust.
The five to six meter high, white and graceful marble sculptures on the street also dimmed in the light.
And those marble sculptures that have been painted are even more gloomy and sad.
"Hey! You can't hit me, flannel ball! I only learned [Light Body], but I didn't learn how to fight!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, meow, I don't know either. Leah!”
On the other side of the patio, Fu Bai was "chasing and fighting" with Velvet Ball. It's just that each of them has a cat's body, and their ability to move in complex terrain is more agile and faster than a real cat.
For the past year and a half, it seems that Fu Bai has really not been lazy, and his talent has always been online, so even with the flannel ball's small weight and recurved leg structure, he is still led by her.
As far as movement ability is concerned, it is not far behind those ordinary ninjas who come and go in Ashina Kingdom.
It’s just that after all, Velvet Ball is an Elu cat that is heading towards the goal of being a ‘warrior’. Basically, he instinctively used the sheathed long sword to lightly stab Fubai a few times, taking advantage of its length.
In the real battle, Fu Bai was already dead.
Cassandra and Lan En's melancholy quickly dissipated a lot in the play between one person and one cat.
"Well, it seems that until Athens is stable, I can't expect to get information about my mother from Aspasia."
Kassandra grows out After a breath, he put his hands on his hips and sighed to Lan En.
"She is dying right now when she sees Pericles. I can't drag her and ask her to help, right?"
Kassandra is aggressive and proactive during the battle. , cunning and domineering. But he is still very empathetic when dealing with his friends.
Although Kefalonia is a remote country, and Marcos, who raised Cassandra, is also unreliable, this environment at least did not turn Cassandra into a typical Spartan: ruthless. Classical militaristic soldier.
"My affairs have to wait, but you said you came here to ask for my help, tell me?"
Lan looked at Cassandra and smiled, and the two of them joined together Walking slowly in the mansion.
The witcher took out the [Ankh Cross] from the alchemical leather bag on his waist and placed it in Cassandra's hand.
After the falconer took it, the thing immediately changed from the calm posture it had in Lan En's hand, as if it was suddenly charged.
The delicate reliefs and engravings on the cross slowly lit up with a golden shimmer.
Lan En’s other hand took out a preservation bottle. What floats in the preservation solution in the bottle is a leaf-like nerve bundle and secretory glands.
The first of the three surgeries unique to Primaris Space Marines - [Song Gland].
"That's it. Do you remember the monsters Harpalos created when the two of us defeated him?"
Kassandra flipped through her memories without much effort. Found the situation at that time. After all, the dark and cold cave, as well as the half-human, half-animal monsters inside, left a deep impression on this beauty raised in the Aegean Sea.
This was the first time in her life that she saw ‘snow’.
"You and Herodotus concluded at that time that those monsters were transformed by this artifact made by the Egyptian gods."
"Indeed."
Lan did not directly reveal his plan at the beginning. After all, putting something into his body may seem a bit deviant to people of Cassandra's era.
"You try to see if you can apply it first. I want to know what this thing looks like when it is actually used."
Cassandra shrugged indifferently.
Then, as if due to the transportation and contamination of energy, the golden light on the Ankh cross went up Cassandra's arm, and finally reflected a golden light on her eyes.
It seems to have a divinity that does not belong to human beings.
Kassandra's eyes full of golden light looked around, then walked to the edge of the cylindrical marble corridor in the mansion.
There is a calf-high clay vase filled with moist soil and bright flower branches placed beside the pillars of Pericles' mansion.
Basically a branch of light purple flowers, paired with a pink flower, occupying a vase.
Kassandra held the Ankh cross in one hand and raised it in the other hand, facing the direction of the flowerpot.
Then a burst of soft golden light floated out from the hand she held up, and enveloped the vase.
It only lasted a short time. After the golden light dissipated, a strange scene suddenly appeared in the vase.
There is no trace of splicing, but the upper half of the light purple flower branch and the upper half of the pink flower branch grow on each other so naturally.
Except for the difference in flower color, there are no signs of artificiality at all in the changing boundaries.
Cassandra put down her arms, and the golden light on her body and eyes instantly returned to the Ankh Cross, and her whole body suddenly changed from a state of full energy to one with her hands on her knees and breathing heavily.
She herself was a little surprised that she had become so tired in such a short period of time.
And Lan En walked to the vase under the pillar and broke off the two flower branches that were exchanged with each other with his hands.
Hold the fracture in front of your eyes and observe carefully.
"The fibers, veins, and tracheal passages are all well-fitted, sir."
Mentos made an assessment in his mind for this 'super-tech surgery'.
"Based on Miss Cassandra's level of knowledge, I tentatively conclude that she herself has absolutely no knowledge of these plant organs. And the only way to make all of this so natural and perfect is"< br>
“It can only be the Ankh Cross itself.”
Before Mentos could finish speaking, Lan En was already looking at the broken flower branch in his hand and murmuring.
“The first civilization’s intelligent surgical device is so intelligent!”
The same goes for Cassandra, and so does Harpalos.
None of them have any understanding of animal bodies and plant organs, but the Ankh Cross can still make the limbs they want to transform and connect neatly.
And this is also the key to allowing Lan En to proceed with the operation with peace of mind.
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(End of this chapter)