Bear School Astartes

In the technology of crystal cultivation of human organs, the primary factor determining Chaos Magic Power consumption is the size and weight of the target organ.

Things like internal structure, precise configurations, etc., are actually included in the pre-input data before the program starts.

As long as the data is calculated accurately enough, a heart and a lump of heart-sized muscle consume nearly the same amount of Magic Power.

Perhaps the heart might consume a bit less, because the heart needs to keep internal space to allow blood circulation, rather than being entirely solid.

Thus, even a ping-pong ball-sized ball of meat, bearing with the rarest amount of Magic Power for someone like Lann who is an apprentice Warlock.

Chaos Magic Power flows on the rune cloth placed in a cross pattern, eventually converging in the crystal disk at the intersection point, causing the flawless crystal disk to emit a dreamy hazy glow.

Until finally, the glow of Chaos Magic Power gradually fades, and the originally murky nutrient liquid, as if having its nutrient substances extracted, begins to clear up.

A bumpy ball of meat eventually floats in the nutrient liquid.

”Completed.”

Lann bent down, aligning his eyes with the suspended ball of meat, observing it from all angles.

While on his retina, Mentos also synchronously measures and labels various parameters of this [Muscle Enhance Organ], comparing them against the memorized specimen of the Sons of the Emperor.

”Blood vessel distribution angle is normal, hormone secretion tissue activity is normal...”

”Inspection passed; this is an enhanced organ meeting the requirements for surgical use, sir.”

”Excellent.”

Lann spoke while he began to unbuckle the clasps of his Grandmaster Bear School Armor.

Piece by piece, the heavy armor components fell to the floor with a dull sound.

Until finally, even the iconic skirt armor of Bear School Armor was removed by Lann, leaving his robust, muscular physique bare.

He was now going to perform surgery on himself.

On the one hand, his skeleton over the past few months had been almost completely reinforced by the [Bone Enhance Organ] on his spine, capable of withstanding the counterforce from new muscle growth.

On the other hand...what he was getting involved in was no trivial affair like child trafficking or cult rituals.

But an organized and widespread—war!

So far, the worst situation Lann encountered was Yan’an’s beastial plague.

Tens of thousands in a city, most transformed into monsters capable of tearing apart sturdy horses under the influence of the Ancient God.

This situation absolutely counted as catastrophic.

But even so, Lann did not find it difficult to navigate in Yan’an.

Because the beastial patients lack intelligence, have no brains. They do not have organization, cohesion, do not form squads with clear objectives to sweep around, have no overall strategic goals, nor individual tactical goals.

Therefore, they are merely a bunch of strong and numerous beasts, monsters.

Lann cannot kill them all, but wandering among them poses no pressure.

However, in human warfare, tightly coordinated troops divide the battlefield into zones.

Any non-friendly units roaming within these zones will be marked and scouted.

Information gets exchanged and eventually summarized at the headquarters.

If necessary, those generals sitting before the terrain maps could simply wave a hand, and an army would march directly to the front!

Organization.

This is the factor that transforms human-driven wars—an activity of society—into something comparable to the devastation caused by natural disasters.

In the world of Ancient Greece, Lann had also witnessed the Peloponnesian War.

But in the heart of the Demon Hunter, such wars are already the nostalgic dreamlike memories of humanity from long ago.

During the era of the Peloponnesian War, Athenians could offer sacrifices to the gods before the army, while the opposing Spartan Army would similarly abstain from interference out of reverence for the gods.

And amid the Central Plains during the same era, it was yet to enter the ritualistic collapse of the Spring and Autumn period.

But as the intensity of warfare further escalates, all default rules will be crushed under pressure, sooner or later.

Greeks start to ambush each other during traditional festivals, and Central Plains People also won’t give their opponents the chance to perform sacrifices before formations...

Those who break the bottom line taste the sweetness, which then leads more to breach the boundaries.

By that time, the terrifying beast of ’war’ broke free of its shackles, unleashing bloodthirsty roars upon humanity!

And now the Magic World, beyond any doubt, is a world where ’war’ has escaped the bonds of ’ritual’ and ’belief.’

If discussing danger levels, the battlefield undoubtedly measures up against sites of natural disasters.

In order to improve his ability to cope with danger...

[Swallow], [Pure White Rafad], [White Honey]

Three grades of Magic Potion line up before Lann.

While the Demon Hunter himself knelt on the floor, briefly meditating to adjust his mental and physical state.

”Sir, this surgical route differs from previous times.”

Mentos has witnessed several scenes where the host cuts into himself, so isn’t panicked at all now.

It projected the map of his body structure onto Lann’s retina.

A yellow line representing the surgical route angled down from the side of the neck into the chest cavity.

”Your ribs have now become rib plates, to avoid counteracting your powerful skeleton, my surgical suggestion is to open from the direction of the clavicle, allowing [Muscle Enhance Organ] into the chest cavity.”

This is the biochem brain’s reiteration before surgery commencement.

And Lann murmured calmly, ”I understand.”

Then, as he did several times before.

The Dragonbone Dagger of Valerian steel cuts into the neck base and the shoulder socket above the clavicle.

The cold blade precise and steady, it bypasses all muscle bundles that affect arm movement to ensure the surgical success.

Also avoiding slicing open even a single non-capillary blood vessel, preventing awkward and messy excess bleeding.

The blade slices inch by inch through obstructing living tissues, and this blade is held by the owner of these living tissues.

Sever the blood vessels, reconnect them with the [Muscle Enhance Organ], then gulp down a bottle of [Pure White Rafad] that provides great regenerative power instantly.

Surgery complete.

”Huh~ huh...”

Cold sweat dripped off Lann’s forehead like water, his eye sockets darkened, which signaled the Magic potion’s toxins concentrating in his blood vessels.

External bacteria are far less resilient than the flesh and blood of a Demon Hunter under the Magic potion’s toxicity.

The third stage of the Interstellar Warrior enhancement surgery—[Muscle Enhance Organ] implantation complete.

And next, beyond letting the muscle receive adequate stimulation and growth, Lann faces another choice.

A choice regarding Interstellar Warriors.