690 Be reasonable

was angry with Raymond, but Gatsby didn't want to listen to his prevarication anymore, so he directly carried the imprisoned Raymond back to the room with the bloodline altar.

Directly threw the imprisoned Raymond in the center of the bloodline altar, and then he took out a lot of materials and began to arrange.

There are more than a dozen top-grade crystals, and there are also a lot of metals like pure gold, and the rest of the strange materials contained in the blue crystal pith container, even the chips can't determine their exact names, but they are put into the sunken runes around Raymond in the same way by Gatsby.

Raymond was shocked to witness all this, because the value of the container made of blue crystal pith was far more than three times that of the same weight of top-grade crystals, so Raymond believed that the value of these strange materials that Gatsby took out and stuffed into the recessed rune lines must be extremely high.

The bloodline altar with a diameter of three meters, but Raymond, who was imprisoned in the center, could only helplessly watch Gatsby busy beside him, and after all the materials were placed one by one, Gatsby, who stood up, clapped his hands with satisfaction, and shouted without raising his head. "Boy, in order to improve the chance of achieving perfect fusion, the old man has even contributed the materials he has treasured for many years, and any of them are more than enough to thank you for saving little Sally!"

As soon as Gatsby's words fell, the materials he had placed in the altar runes turned into a liquid as if they were being heated, and after mixing, they formed a faint mist, enveloping the entire altar with colorful steam.

And Raymond, who witnessed all this, understood that this should be a sign that the bloodline altar had been activated, but even if Gatsby's statement was not exaggerated, Raymond, who was imprisoned, could only stare at him viciously, but he couldn't even say half a word.

And Gatsby, who circled around the bloodline altar, looked at the rising mist completely enveloping Raymond, and then raised his head very satisfied. happened to face Raymond, who was blushing and thick-necked but couldn't speak, but Raymond's angry appearance still made Gatsby a little uncomfortable.

His face changed several times, and Gatsby, who finally approached Raymond, was menacing but his tone was slightly softer. "Boy, I can lift your ban, but if you dare to disturb the altar I have arranged, then I will definitely skin you and tear you apart!"

His eyes widened in anger, but he didn't see any movement from Gatsby, but Raymond quickly noticed that his facial muscles were back to normal.

But the enraged Raymond had already let go, whether it was the bloodline altar obtained from the ancient ruins, or the records in the incomplete notes, even if the tarantula he had just seen had displayed the talent of the thunder beast. But according to the results of these tests conducted by Gatsby, his research must still be imperfect!

Although Gatsby claimed that the failure of the fusion would only lead to a short period of weakness, any deviation or anomaly in this fusion would have unimaginable results for Raymond, not to mention that the Star Demon Severed Arm also produced an anomaly. In such a strange situation, to endure Gatsby's test, in Raymond's opinion, is no different from looking for death!

Therefore, Raymond, who had figured everything out, roared at the same time as he was released from his confinement. "Master Gatsby. Your study of the Bloodline Altar has reached such a profound level. Why do you have to force me to try this bloodline fusion!"

"First, there is no problem with the old man's research, and the second is that this Star Demon Broken Arm has a sense of induction, so you are the most suitable person!"

"But I don't know what a creature like the Star Demon is, why are you forcing me to fuse!"

Raymond's roar surprised Gatsby, but he roared loudly. "The Star Demon is the top magical beast of the ancient times. The talent possessed by this race is incredibly powerful, and even if you only form a bloodline mark in the end, you will still make a lot of money!"

Gatsby's logic annoyed Raymond even more, and he yelled. "I saved your granddaughter, Little Sally. I don't want to accept such a dangerous fusion! You can't take revenge like this!"

Gatsby, who came up to Raymond, laughed angrily. "No matter what you say, you have to cooperate with this fusion today, since even the Star Demon Severed Arm has induction, then this must be a sign of forming a perfect fusion!"

After speaking, Gatsby casually threw out an extremely luxurious recliner, and after lying down, he took out something that looked like a pocket watch, and said indifferently after reading it. "If you have anything to say, hurry up, and when there are two hourglasses, it's time for the Bloodline Altar to be activated. ”

Raymond, who only has facial muscles that can move, originally wanted to continue scolding, but the smiling Gatsby made him dispel the idea of scolding, and simply closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room became a little strange, and Gatsby, whose eyes flashed with surprise, was suspicious for a moment, and he tried to speak several times but still closed his mouth, but the doubts on his face became more and more intense.

And Raymond, who had been pondering for a long time before opening his eyes, had a strange smile on his face, and said a guess that he had thought of for a moment. "Have all the tests you have conducted over the years failed all the creatures with higher intelligence?"

Gatsby, whose pupils shrank and jumped up immediately, had an undisguised stunned look on his face, and he rushed to Raymond and grabbed him by the collar and roared. "How do you know the way!"

"Hehe, I really guessed right," Raymond smiled even more happily as he looked directly at Gatsby, whose eyes turned red. "Low-level demonic beasts don't have the ability to think, so they won't have much resistance if they are imprisoned on this bloodline altar, so the more low-level demonic beasts will be fused, the smoother will be, and the more high-level demonic beasts will be fused, the easier it is to fail, and it is even very likely that you have not succeeded!"

At first, Raymond was still smiling and talking, but at the end of the day, it turned into an angry roar, but when he spoke, the change in Gatsby's expression was all clear to him, so after the roar, Raymond became calm.

Facing Raymond, whose expression changed instantly, Gatsby, who seemed to have been hit, became dazed, and then he retreated to the chaise longue and sat down as if he had lost confidence. "How do you know about the Dao...... How do you know the ...... of the Dao?"

"Don't ask me how I know the Dao, but I also hope for the perfect fusion as you do when it comes to fusing this Star Demon Severed Arm," Raymond, who understood that the heat was almost over, slowly spoke. "But I have a few conditions, if you can accept it, then I can cooperate with you in this fusion attempt!"

Gatsby, who raised his head when he heard the sound, had suspicion in his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he asked. "So you mean that if I accept your terms, then you are willing to engage in this risky fusion?"

Raymond, who was overjoyed in his heart, but didn't show it, immediately shouted in a deep voice. "Lift my shackles first, only equal dialogue is the basis for cooperation!"

But Gatsby, who had a surprise on his face, refused. "This is impossible! The ingredients have already begun to mix and dissolve, and if you leave the Bloodline Altar then all the materials will be wasted!"

Sinking his face to observe Gatsby's expression carefully, after a moment of realizing that Gatsby didn't seem to be lying, Raymond sighed and said the conditions. "My only disciple has been sealed by me because he was invaded by the resentful creatures in the Book of Redemption, but I have collected all the materials to treat her, you must first awaken her!"

Gatsby, whose eyes lit up immediately, agreed without hesitation. "No problem! If you let her out, I'll cure her in no time!"

"Lift the confinement of my right hand, and I'll take out the materials for you now!"

With a conceited smile on his face, Gatsby, who proudly promised, reached out to touch Raymond's confinement, but in vain he stopped, with suspicion in his eyes. "You're not going to lie to me to waste my materials, are you?" (To be continued......