Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 400 Little Eagle
"There is a metal golem here, constructed in the style of a kobold, with upright joints on all fours."

Victoria, pointing to "Metal Kuku," asked.

"Yes, that's it." Rean said calmly.

"It needs to have the ability to fly, preferably take off from a stationary position, preferably have the ability to fly at high speed for short periods of time, preferably have some stealth and reflective capabilities, and preferably also have certain load-bearing capacity?"

Victoria's expression grew increasingly subtle.

"Yes, that's exactly what I need."

"I can't do it! How about I install iron wings on you, and you fly for me then?!"

Victoria said irritably, wishing she could punch this bastard client in the face.

This Vajra body has no flight accessories or design whatsoever. You just open your mouth and it flies into the sky?!

Rean silently looked behind Victoria, where a broom with small wings was cleaning the books on the bookshelf.

Outside the door, there was a barking alchemical bottle spraying out its own cleaning agent to help mop the floor.

Compared to non-magical and non-scientific things, what you have in your shop is even more outrageous.

"That's two different things. I can only activate 'ordinary substances/items' and imbue them with my spirit. In essence, they become a part of me and cannot be too far away from me. If you cancel the magic pet contract and remove the magic core of this puppet, I can activate it, but on the one hand, I still cannot make it meet your outrageous requirements, and on the other hand, it cannot be too far away from me."

Rean sighed; it seemed the client had indeed made excessive demands.

However, he really has no need for his current magical pet "Kuku". Its combat power is almost zero, so even if it were strengthened into a normal war puppet, it would be meaningless.

He has no shortage of direct combat capabilities, and there is no difference between kobold puppets and kobolds on his battlefield; they can both be dealt with in one strike.

Having experienced the encounter in the Demon Realm, Rean actually longed for an eye in the sky to know the enemy's information and location in advance, which would be of great practical value. He was somewhat traumatized by being ambushed and attacked.

This wasn't just his concern; mages were indeed very weak against ambushes, and many mages used magical pets like imps, owls, and carrier pigeons as extra eyes and messengers.

The eagle's abilities are very useful, but they consume too much energy. He needs a magical sentinel that can stay on duty for a long time.

Pets can share spell-like abilities with the caster to a certain extent. If "drones" can use Eagle Eye, the practical effect should be quite good.

Rean's summon slot was used by this little thing, but modifying it seemed unrealistic. Rean felt it was a bit of a waste to completely disable the little guy.

Perhaps, some heroic spirit will be able to control this doll in the future.

"If you just get those dwarfs to mess around with it, all they'll ever do is blow things up. Do you need a scout bird? I can get you one, but it'll come at a high price."

Victoria pondered for a moment, then revealed some "secrets".

She can actually create "pseudo-spirits" and use them as the core to make alchemical creations, essentially a kind of magical living puppet.

"You want an eagle, right? But you can't keep its flying and reconnaissance abilities. Is that okay?"

After thinking it over, Rean realized that while she couldn't be given combat traits, he could add something to them.

“A spirit eagle, part of the materials should be dragon hide, and the other part should ideally be flesh and blood. Making a flesh and blood puppet would better suit your needs.” Under Victoria’s gaze, Rean vaguely understood.

"Here you go." With a sigh, Rean handed over the sword. "Whether you want to cut feathers or scales, it's up to you."

Flesh golems are a rare species among magical golems. Although they have the weakest combat strength and the lowest cost, they often retain some of the vitality and special abilities of the "materials".

However, to outsiders who don't understand alchemy, the finished products of alchemists who are too lazy to make an outer shell often look like fleshy monsters that have come out of horror movies.

Victoria didn't stand on ceremony. It was one thing that dragon materials were hard to come by, but "beast materials" were even more precious. At Victoria's request, Rean used the "eagle's" feathering ability to turn large dragon scales into large feathers.

The puppet, half eagle and half dragon, was gradually shaped by Rean right before his eyes.

The interior is made of dragon bones, supported by the sapphire dragon's hide and bones, while the exterior is made of "eagle feathers" provided by Rean.

"Can eyeballs regenerate?" But Victoria couldn't conjure up a sensory system from scratch; she had to use an existing one.

"You can't have it on your face, but you can have more."

Rean snapped his fingers, and the "dragon head" behind him appeared in a flash, the illusory three-headed dragon seemingly becoming real.

The next moment, an eyeball fell off the "armor".

The golden sphere was held in Rean's hand, with faint traces of blood on it.

"Need more?"

"One is enough. Two would require too much complexity in terms of the neural network I would need. You need low power consumption, right? Then the simplest configuration will do."

Next, this "eyeball" was embedded in the face of the fake eagle.

More than two hours later, a specimen-like "one-eyed, one-legged eagle" appeared on the table. It looked like a living creature, except that the metallic sheen under its wings, claws, and feathers was a bit eerie.

“Here you go.” With that, Victoria tossed a ring over.

When Rean puts it on and closes his eyes, he can sense the existence of the "body".

However, there is still a subtle disconnect, as if you are using a remote control to operate this "model airplane".

This is a flesh and blood puppet made by an alchemist or necromancer. It has very low strength, but the materials are of very high quality.

"Uh."

Suddenly, Victoria cut her hand, letting some blood drip down.

Blood splattered on the eagle.

At the same time, she closed her eyes and seemed to be muttering something.

The next moment, "Eagle" actually blinked.

Rean's vision became layered, and he could see himself in that eye.

Then, the eagle moved its body, this time much more nimbly. Before, it was like a remote control, but now it felt like direct touch with gloves on.

"That's enough. Just come to me every three months to recharge and ensure its spirituality is preserved. It can be considered a necromancy alchemical creature, but without the weaknesses of ordinary necromancy creatures. Further modifications should be stopped here. Also, don't go around saying that this creation has taken some of my soul, which will reduce my ability limit."

After getting to know her better, Victoria gradually demonstrated her abilities.

Within hours, the eagle puppet, which looked almost alive, jumped onto Rean's shoulder.

This is still not a synchronization of consciousness with the magical pet contract, but it is enough for a scout. Rean only needs to send a thought line through it to make it fly like a real living thing.

This finished product has exceeded Rean's expectations. He is really reluctant to give up the pet slot.

If that doesn't work, the only option might be to find a druid or ranger to get an animal companion. But those companions would probably have a hard time sharing the "Eagle Eye" ability.

Rean's expression as he looked at Victoria was also quite subtle; she was much stronger than he had expected. Perhaps if he let her play by herself, she could create a large army.

"By the way, do you know how to improve Agility and Reflexes?" Since the other party was useful, Rean naturally continued to ask.

He had realized that his current overly powerful physique and strength had become an obstacle to his battle.

It's easy to lose control when exerting force; swinging the sword not only causes destruction but also disrupts one's balance. That kind of fighting style, which is purely about muscle imbalance, is not suitable for Rean. With Sul's mental abilities, he is not lacking in offensive power.

Rean disliked the bull-like, aggressive fighting style that exposed his weaknesses.

"Be more specific."

Rean directly voiced his troubles, and the other person simply rolled their eyes.

What do you mean by "their strength and physique have increased too much"? Wouldn't it be better to give me a part of such a powerful body?
But she was also a little proud, after all, in a sense, Rean's "surgery" was also directly related to her.

The "monster" in front of me, which is trying so hard to suppress itself, is in a sense also my own technological product.

"A potion to enhance agility and reflexes? A surgery to improve the speed of nerve reflexes?" Victoria guessed Rean's needs.

"Yes."

“No,” the female alchemist said firmly.

Such a thing that permanently increases hardware capabilities is extremely valuable, and the increase is in the speed of internal neural reflexes. Even if it really exists, it's beyond the reach of a country alchemist like myself.

The crafting of potions requires extremely high-quality materials.

Killing a monster of the true dragon caliber and obtaining all the core materials is enough to refine potions that increase strength, stamina, and magic power—a dream come true for top alchemists.

I don't have the materials, nor the ability to refine them.

Rean shrugged and didn't press the issue, knowing it was a bit much to ask.

He was about to leave to try out "Eagle" when Victoria said something.

"Why don't you think about it from a different angle? You're probably not overloaded by much, so instead of strengthening your weaknesses, why not appropriately reduce your strengths? Seal off some of your basic abilities and let your nerve responses gradually catch up with your body."

Does that mean carrying weight? But Rean tried it, and the effect was very poor.

"The Dragon Contract, I don't know if you've heard of it."

(End of this chapter)