The Marvel Travels of the Beast God General

"The box of ice."

Akaphiel suddenly introduced the things in his hands to Tilda.

"Ok?"

Tilda was stunned for a moment and didn't react, so she hummed. After a moment, she immediately added.

"This thing is the treasure of the legendary Frost Giant? Mr. Akafiel, it seems that our treasure hunt has been successfully completed!"

As she said this, Tilda covered her mouth and laughed. She originally thought she was just coming out to relax with Akafiel, but she actually found an artifact.

"But how come this thing is in Wat Alheim? It is said that it is stored in Odin's treasury!"

Akaphiel glanced at Tilda and said speechlessly.

"I'm not an omniscient and omnipotent being, how do I know what's going on! However, the mythological information I found mentioned that in addition to the Frost Giant King Laufey who held the Ice Box, the Dark Elf was possessed by Thor, the God of Thunder. Malekith, who was hammered to death, was also the owner of the Ice Box. Maybe it’s for this reason that it appears here!”

Tilda nodded with an expression that showed her knowledge.

"Yeah, I understand. But now that we have found this thing, it now belongs to Knox."

Akafir felt the same way, and he would definitely not hand over what he got. Moreover, the power of the Ice Box is indeed very powerful. If you drive it with all your strength, there will definitely be no problem in freezing a planet.

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"Let's go back to the Ark first. The Ice Box is currently under my control. I have to go back and study how to use it."

......

After Tilda returned to the Ark with Akaphiel, she walked to the collective brewing room where dark elves were brewed with a smile on her face.

She slowly walked to the main console in the center and checked the current modulation progress.

Within a moment, the smile on her face disappeared. Of the one hundred dark elves who participated in the preparation, only about twenty are still alive. The rest died from genetic collapse.

Tilda hurriedly started using the computer and checked the detailed logs of the modulation. The records about the dead dark elves were almost the same, because the injection of Ark energy accelerated the collapse of their genes, and the speed of body repair by biological energy It can't keep up with the crash speed at all.

Then, she checked the data of the surviving dark elves and found that their genes maintained a delicate balance in collapse and repair.

Tilda frowned. The same conditions produced different results. Where is the variable? She quickly contacted Stepan and asked him to bring the resumes of these dark elves.

Soon, Stepan trotted to the collective brewing room. He saw the dark elves with various death postures in the culture tanks, and felt a panic in his heart. However, this did not affect his pace. Panting, he came to Tilda's side and handed a storage device in his hand to Tilda.

"Ms. Tilda, these are the resumes of those dark elves. Whatever you want to know, I will translate it for you."

Tilda nodded indifferently, because when she entered the research state, she was very rational at all times. She turned around and plugged the memory card in her hand into the computer, and resumes appeared on the computer screen.

Tilda pointed to the resumes of the two dark elves and asked Stepan to translate them for her.

Stepan bent over, came to the screen, and explained to Tilda in a low voice...

Tilda half-squinted her eyes, thinking rapidly, trying to find the biggest difference in Stepan's translation.

Suddenly, she stood up with a snap, as if she had figured something out, and hurriedly shouted to the empty brewing room.

"Acker, what do you know about willpower?"

Ake's voice then appeared.

"Dr. Tilda, what do you mean?"

Tilda was particularly excited because she had figured this out. she said loudly.

"Your faith plan! Acker, I have to admit that you are a genius. Most of the surviving dark elves are warriors, and they have a stronger will than ordinary people. Even the few surviving civilians have With a strong will to survive.”

"You are right. If your faith plan succeeds, those fanatical believers will also use Akafiel as their god and muster strong enough willpower."

Ake's voice did not fluctuate at all, as if whether his idea was valid or not did not affect him.

"Yes, Dr. Tilda. I believe that the Dark Elves will become part of Kronos."

When Stepan heard Ake's words from the side, his heart trembled, feeling that there was some profound meaning here. However, having reached this point, he could only continue to go forward.

"Lord Tilda! Can faith in Lord Akaphiel really increase our chances of survival when making preparations?"

Tilda glanced at Stepan in surprise. After hearing what Ake said, he didn't ask what the consequences would be of becoming a beast-turned-soldier.

She said to Stepan with some admiration.

"As long as your faith is strong enough, the success rate of modulation is almost 100%. Stepan, you are a smart man. I suggest you use the quota of super beast transformations given to you by Mr. Akafiel."

Stepan looked grateful. He understood that Tilda's words had clearly told him that the dark elves who completed the preparation of the beast-turned-army must be inseparable from Keno. Now, it is better to consider some benefits for yourself. This benefit is obviously the super beast weapon.

"I understand, Lady Tilda."

Just as the two were talking, there were bursts of buzzing sounds in the collective mixing room.

Tilda took a closer look and saw that it was the surviving dark elves who had completed the preparation of the beast-turned-army.

She turned back and said to Stepan.

"Come on, let's see, the new Dark Elf!"

As Tilda operated on the main console, the sound of the hatch of the culture tank opening was heard.

"Pfft!"

Then, one dark elf fell to the ground because he lost his support.

Stepan stared nervously in the direction of the smoky culture tank.

Suddenly, about twenty dark elves moved and slowly stood up from the ground.

Then, they slowly walked up to Tilda and formed a queue.

Tilda looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction. However, Stepan was very surprised by the people of his own race who appeared in front of him.

Although these new dark elves have not turned into beasts, their appearance has undergone tremendous changes.

The originally dark skin began to turn white, and traces of blood-colored energy could be clearly seen underneath the skin.

Stepan opened his trembling lips and asked in a harsh voice.

"Is this still a dark elf?"

Tilda answered his question with a smile.

"Maybe... we should call them blood elves!"