Chapter 107 - - New body

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Zatiel and Dante spent a long time talking. Although the boy had an extensive encyclopedia of information in his mind, he wanted to know about his father’s habits and what he likes to do.

Zatiel was happy to talk with him, so he answered his question calmly.

It was only after three hours that they stopped, and after a moment, Dante adopted a serious attitude before speaking again.

“Father, I don’t think the body of an elder brain suits me.”

Zatiel wasn’t surprised by the child’s words, as he knows that although the body of an Elder Brain granted a lot of advantages, there are also some severe restrictions.

He did not care for his son’s appearance, as he was able to see beyond that easily. The problem was another.

Initially, the life born in the elder brain would organize all the aspects of the day-to-day life of the Neo-Demons, be the controller of his magic tower, the driving force of his production lines. It was not meant to be part of battles or explorations beyond the point of strategy.

But Dante did not want that type of life, and neither did Zatiel, since keeping someone with a Law Bloodline in a tower most of the time was a waste of talent.

The problem was that the body of an elder brain was not fit for battle.

“Your soul is strong enough to be changed to a different body, but that would mean losing the abilities granted by the elder brain. There is also the problem regarding your soul’s affinity with the next body and whether the transference will affect your bloodline.”

The primordial essence of Zatiel’s soul contained everything from him, which included the bloodline. Still, he did not know what problem could happen with the golden sun if Dante’s soul were relocated into a different body.

Right now, his affinity with the elder brain was perfect since his soul was formed using the energy of Nimir’s broken soul and the body was Nimir’s brain.

As Zatiel was going through his memories and knowledge to find out a solution without drawbacks, he was interrupted by the child.

“I already formulated a plan, Father. If it works, I will be able to keep the abilities of the elder brain, and there will be no damage to my bloodline.” There was some pride in the child’s voice as he spoke.

“You did?” Zatiel was amazed, he was used to being the one finding a solution to everything, and the habit was so rooted in him that he almost forgot that when it comes to raw intellect and analytic abilities, his son’s speed was superior to him.

“With regards to the creation of my body, I will need father’s stem cells from your bone marrow. I plan to energize those cells with my golden flames and induce the process of mitosis in them, increasing their number, so I can then guide them and create a body made based on yours, with some alterations in the part of my brain.”

Zatiel made some calculations and found out that Dante’s idea was indeed very effective.

By using his cells as the raw material, he would create a body that could contain the golden sun and have a perfect affinity with his soul.

The part of the brain made him feel doubtful. Any change on it was a challenging task, and he was able to figure out what type of change Dante wanted to do.

“You are going to try to generate a miniature version of an elder brain for your body, aren’t you?”.

“Yes, father, I have run thousands of simulations, and I am sure I can do it. Although it will not be able to equal the intellectual capabilities of an elder brain, the boost on my intelligence will not be small.” Dante’s voice carried great confidence in himself as he spoke.

To someone like Dante, it was easy to do more than one task simultaneously with full concentration, so he had used the time he spoke with Zatiel to make the calculations of his experiment.

Seeing his son’s boldness made Zatiel smile with pride and signaled him to continue.

“The next part will be separating a piece of my consciousness and making it work as the brain’s center of command. That will allow us to maintain our connection with the elder brain and continue training it and increasing its Rank. "

Zatiel found no fault in this plan, as it will allow Dante to have a body that could be trained as a Neo-Demon and continue having access to the elder brain’s supreme cognitive abilities and special powers.

He was not worried about him splitting a part of his consciousness since it was achievable for almost all life forms at Rank 2 or above. It was what the powerhouses of the empire and dynasty did when they created those statues.

“Besides my stem cells, what else do you need?”

“I will need a great number of resources since the life force I will require to produce mitosis in stem cells like yours will be huge.”

Dante could do it without any supplement if it were the stem cell from an average human, but Zatiel was already a Rank 1 life form, whose body was altered by abyss aura and a Law Bloodline.

Just the vitality on his body was more than one hundred times that of an average human.

“Brother, I will use more resources. I hope that is ok.” Zatiel turned to look at Heinz and found that the face of the cultivator was filled with surprise, confusion, and curiosity.

Heinz had lived a long time, and his experiences were not shallow, but what had just happened in this coupe of hours was a lot to process.

At first, he could not believe that the individual born inside the elder brain was Zatiel’s son, but he detected the similarities between their souls, proving that they were indeed connected.

“Brother.”

After Zatiel called him for a second time, the swordsman focused again.

“Ah, yeah, sure, take whatever you want from the vault. They are not truly valuable to me.”

Heinz’s true treasures were in his space storage. The wealth in the vault was the one destined to reward those Magus that fulfilled some mission for the tower.

Zatiel did not waste time and started asking the tower controller for all kinds of resources. The variety was immense, but since they would eventually be transformed into golden flames, it didn’t matter.

As the resources arrived, Dante immediately attracted them and used his golden flame to consume them. Only when a ball of golden fire, almost four meters in diameter, was beside him that he speak to Zatiel again.

“Father, I have enough flames already. Give me your stem cells.”

Zatiel nodded. He took his sword and made a cut that reached the bones of his ribs, making an incision on them.

Although the pain was great, to Zatiel, physical hurt could not affect him.

He made a drop of blood come out from the incision, and although it was red, a golden glow could be seen inside it.

Zatiel sent the drop of blood to Dante, who grabbed it with his consciousness and made it reach the center of the elder brain, right next to the golden sun.

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