Almighty Alchemist

Gong Hao returned to his hut with the strange item Bailey gave him.

He started packing.

If the plan fails, he will run immediately, although in this case the probability of success is too low and too low.

There are not many things that can be carried, and there are not many things belonging to him in this castle.

Or ... is there still one?

Gong Hao's gaze stayed on the flowerpot that he transferred to his house.

An ordinary plant was planted on the flowerpot, and no one knew that a cricket was slowly accumulating strength in the soil.

It's been six months since this thing turned out to be a thing, but nothing has been seen.

Gong Hao decided to take this strange puppet together.

He really wants to know how powerful Warcraft has been through two dormant states.

Take out the puppet, Gong Hao wrapped it in cloth, and placed it carefully on his body. He could even feel the warmth from the puppet, and there was life in it.

It felt like a caterpillar was crawling around the chest.

Doing all this, Gong Hao walked towards the lake.

"Master Lancelot, would you like to try my newly invented dishes?"

"Boy Glair, you can always surprise me," Lancelot laughed.

"But this kind of dish requires some special ingredients. The taste is wonderful after making it, but it has some bad consequences."

"What are the consequences? Will it be toxic?"

"Of course not, sir, it's just a little dizzy. Because it needs drizzle juice to make seasonings."

"Is that the kind of spice that can replace vanilla sauce?"

"Yes."

"I heard that your little princess used it once, and she was drunk that night."

"Well ... sir, she's not my little princess."

"Wow, blushing?" Lancelot laughed. "Well, I'm thinking about trying to taste the spice of a little beauty who was drunk."

"Maybe you will be completely fascinated. From then on, you will become a drunken drunk every day.

"It sounds terrible, Glair. Have you noticed that you have become increasingly disrespectful to me recently?"

Gong Hao laughed: "On the contrary, I have never respected you like I do now."

It was getting dark.

Gong Hao's heart was calm looking at Lancelot, who was gradually asleep.

There is not much succulent juice under him, but all of them are concentrated essences. Even with Lancelot's constitution, he cannot resist this drunkenness, so that he wonders why the grass ’s staying power is so strong, just a little Makes him drowsy.

Although he could use fighting spirit to forcibly resist this level of drunkenness, it was unnecessary for him, and it also lost the meaning of eating drunk grass.

For Gong Hao, it is by no means easy to turn over a sky warrior. The best way is to let him be drunk voluntarily.

Out of the cabin, Gong Hao walked towards the castle.

At this time, the servants in each area have already returned to the room to sleep, only the beasts in the cage are still watching the sky lazily, longing for freedom.

The Sabretooth in Area 9 may have smelled the smell of Gong Hao and made a low roar.

Gong Hao hurriedly raised his finger: "Shh, toothy, don't make a noise."

This strange action surprised the Sabertooth.

Gong Hao smiled slightly at this big guy: "I guess you want to regain your freedom right?"

The Sabertooth stared at Gong Hao, his eyes filled with inexplicability.

What the **** is this little boy doing today? It can't figure it out.

"Relax," Gong Hao said, "you will soon be free."

Then, Gong Hao came to the replaced spar.

Gong Hao gently took out a bottle of potion and dropped a drop on the spar, and saw that spar immediately emits a strong light, and even the whole magical prison cage was shaking with it.

Gong Hao whispered: "This is a magical stimulant that can fully activate all the magical potential in the human body. The price is extreme weakness afterwards. If it is used on a spar, it will consume the spar energy in a very short time. It ’s empty. Toothy, the magic cage ’s defensive power will be greatly increased, and its power against you will be strengthened, which may make you a little uncomfortable. But it ’s okay, this is only temporary. When the spar energy is exhausted ... "

Gong Hao smiled, "You are free."

He said so.

Then, he waved his hand at the Sabertooth and turned away.

After completing the preparations in the castle, Gong Hao stopped running quickly and ran to the valley.

This is his second attempt to enter the valley since entering Purgatory Island.

Compared with last time, this time he is more prepared and stronger.

Lancelot did not know that today's Gong Hao may be inadequate in his fighting spirit, but through the use of skills and hard research, his strength can almost approach a second-level warrior. He could now clearly feel that there was a faint sign of another breakthrough in his fighting spirit.

According to Lancelot, hard training can quickly promote himself to a junior warrior, experience a certain degree of fighting, or quickly promote himself to the second level. But going up from the second level will become very difficult. After only one year, I was about to break through to the second level. In any case, it was relatively fast. There are both their own efforts and the guidance of a master, but I am afraid there are still some talents.

He never forgot the way of the fourteen forks leading to the valley. By the dimness of the night, after reaching the last intersection, he turned his vindictiveness and easily passed the sound trap.

The magic lamp was still flashing. After entering the valley, Gong Haoning was quiet, hiding himself in the darkness, feeling the breath of the wind. The wind spirit sent his panic shout to his ears.

"Ah!" A scream of pain and pain rang in the valley.

"My lord! My lord! Forgive me!" The cry cried one after another.

Fink shivered and his body had almost collapsed to the ground. He never dreamed that he would encounter such a scene.

Each companion was taken into the valley of the Forbidden City, stripped of all their clothes, and tied them all to the pillars. They are like hogs waiting to be slaughtered, watching each other as they want to kill themselves.

An apprentice pierced a thin thorny needle into their bodies, and the other end of the needle was connected to a mysterious silk thread.

Pierce's mouth read a mysterious spell, the silk thread beating, tearing a **** path in the young people. Several apprentices smeared and prepared magic materials along the wounds on their skin, painted, carved a pattern of magic on their bodies, and finally formed a miniature magic array.

From time to time, the magic map on the body emits strange light, and those materials with special effects flash green and faint in the darkness.

These materials have a variety of special effects, and some of them will cause great pain as long as they stick to human skin. The young servants couldn't bear this pain at all, and they all screamed sternly.

The whole valley was covered by screams in an instant, like a **** on earth.

Several apprentices carefully observed the physical performance of the juveniles, using paper and pen to record changes in the matrix, and finally reached different conclusions.

With the depletion of the material, the engraved phalanx on the skin gradually disappeared, and the first experiment was over. By this time, the young servants had been suffocated with great pain.

"Master Pierre, the moire test has been completed. This is the record just now."

Pier took the record and looked at it for a while, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Very good, it seems that we are not far away from the days when the formula of the magic pattern material combination is completed. The instructor will be very happy."

"That is, this is a great invention no less than the troll god." An apprentice answered smugly.

The boy tied to the stake yelled angrily: "Pie, you demon! The gods will punish you! You will go to hell!"

Pierce frowned: "God? If there is a **** in the sky, he will never interfere with our behavior. Just like humans do not interfere with the life of ants. Even if the **** really wants to punish me, then there is the Lance Empire King Strike and my mentor stood by, and it was still a short turn to me. Since you want me to go to **** so much, then before that, let you see the real hell. "

Then, he waved his left hand gently.

The angry teenager was released from the wooden post.

He was put in the medicine pool where Biller had been staying.

As the potion poured into the body, the teenager noticed a change in the body.

It seems that something is moving in the body.

He screamed in shock: "No! There is something in my body! There is something!"

Pier laughed and said, "Aren't you cursing me to hell? The things in your body are real **** creatures."

It was another mysterious mantra, just listening to the young man's crazy and painful call.

"Magic!"

The juvenile's chest suddenly cracked automatically, and a sharp finger came out of his chest, like a sharp knife, cutting through this thin skin, and like the fierce shark lurking on the bottom of the sea, only exposed on the surface of the water. Dorsal fin.

However, just seeing that finger, a cold feeling was already in my mind.

With the appearance of blade-like fingers, a **** gnome emerged from the boy's body.

He was short and ugly, and he was less than twenty centimeters tall, but a sharp knife-shaped bone protruded from each of his arm joints, leg joints, etc., showing the coldness of the magic light The dark mandala. His fingers were extremely sharp, and even his back was covered with blade-like fins, and his body was covered with natural weapons almost everywhere.

This is a monster born for battle!

"Ah!" The gnome yelled at everyone in the field, exposing sharp steel teeth. It doesn't look like he likes the people who made him, but he was just born, and he was a bit sceptic.

An apprentice carefully threw a piece of raw meat, and the gnome grabbed it and ate it.

While he was eating, a magical cage suddenly fell from the sky, trapping the gnome. A few samurai warriors directly carried the gnome who was jumping and roaring in the cage in anger.

"Oh my **** ... what kind of monster is that!" Several teenagers shouted in fright.

Pier said with a smile: "Oh, I said that, they are creatures from hell. Fengming mainland doesn't specialize them. How about it? The power is not bad, right? But unfortunately when I was born, I need to take care Fan. "

Then he said, "Next."

Seeing each other's companions led by Pier and his apprentices, they dug open their stomachs, took out the terrible creature in their bodies, and then took it away, Fink was scared to vomit.

"God, save me!" He prayed to God.

Gong Hao told him the story and suddenly remembered it in his head.

If you can't make the rabbit that escapes control, then at least make the last rabbit to go down the pot.

Only by being alive can one expect miracles.

Xiuyi, he must know something!

Yes, he must know something!

He is coming to save me!

Yes it must be!

Fink suddenly understood.

Hugh Glair had a plan, but he didn't know if Fink was still alive when he arrived, so he wanted Fink to delay as much as possible.

"My lord! My lord! I have a request!" Fink shouted, "Looking that I have never made a mistake in the past year, and I have not been lazy, I have a request, please promise me!"

Pier said lazily, "Fink, you are a good boy. Unfortunately, you know this is useless."

"No, sir! I'm not asking you to let me go, I just hope you can put me at the last. Okay? My sir, please!" Fink shouted.

Pierce narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a moment, and he nodded, "I know that Hugh Glair is your good friend. Well, for his sake, then for your harder work. , I can promise you this request. "

He turned to his apprentice and said, "Get the spirits in other people's bodies first, and the last one is this kid."

"Yes, sir."