The walls, ceilings and floors are made of mithril plates. wWw.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.CoMThe matte Mithril plate has just the right gloss. Although the lights here are bright, it does not reflect the dazzling light, but only slightly emits a silver-white halo like water waves.
Mithril, in addition to being the best magic fusion and energy transmission metal, pure Mithril also has extremely special properties - it can kill almost all bacteria and viruses in nature. In other words, if someone has the luxury of using a container made of mithril to preserve food, the food will never get moldy or spoil.
Pharmacists in the Western Continent discovered this property a long time ago, and they made good use of it.
Therefore, having a laboratory inlaid with pure mithril plates has become the most critical factor in measuring the strength of a mystic pharmacist on the mainland. Many extremely rare secret medicines must be prepared in an absolutely pure environment. Such an environment can only be found in a mithril package.
The laboratory in front of us is a hundred meters long and wide, and about twenty meters high. The mithril used here is a huge number. The mithril used in this laboratory alone is worth more than 10 billion gold coins.
A hydra statue carved from pure mithril stands in the center of the laboratory. The nine heads of the big snake stretch out in all directions, and its big mouth shoots out a faint light. These lights have the effect of driving away dust and purifying the air. .
Wearing a tight-fitting white robe, a crystal mask on his face, and spotless Mr. Mo stood in the corner of the laboratory, quietly looking at a crystal container under the big snake statue.
Just like a coffin, the rounded olive-shaped crystal container is a secret treasure excavated by the Elishan Hermits from an ancient ruins twenty years ago. As the leader of the Elishan Hermits, Mr. Mo naturally has priority in acquiring its possessions. Rights of use.
Silver solution was boiling in the container, and a naked girl's body was suspended in the huge container. A transparent crystal mask was fastened on her face. Through this mask, she can breathe freely. Dozens of exquisite transparent tubes are connected to the girl's body, and from time to time some secretly prepared and expensive medicines are injected into her body.
The potential power of the Laishan Hermitage Society is extremely powerful, and its annual financial revenue is also an astronomical figure. However, this money is spent every year without leaving a single copper. All of this money is spent on this beautiful and flawless body. on the girl's body.
Thick, smooth, moist, and shiny black hair is spread behind her. The girl has a beautiful oriental face. Her body is slender. The proportions are even, even a little toe is so crystal clear that no flaws can be found.
Mr. Mo silently looked at the body of a girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. There was a strange expression on his face that was half a smile but not a smile. Decades of hard work, investment of countless gold coins, huge consumption of manpower and material resources, and even going against one's own conscience to do all kinds of things that are harmful to outsiders. All costs are worth it.
"I always believe that I am ten thousand times smarter than any master in the history of the Enlightenment of the Gods!"
"So. I will definitely be able to do things they have never been able to do!" Mr. Mo laughed easily: "So, I did it."
"Iseta, and the senior brothers before you, all the pain you experienced was worth it. Because you used your bodies to verify so many risks for me. After verifying so many formulas, you finally allowed me to There is hope for success!”
"Dear, I promised you that I will let our child grow up healthily and let her become a being greater than us. Look, I'm almost there now!" Mr. Mo looked at the silver-soaked baby softly* The gentle and bright smile of the young girl in the breast was as undisguised as the spring sunshine.
"Of course. The process is a bit cruel and bloody. Too many people who don't deserve to die have died for this matter, but what does it matter? I can let our children live healthily in this world right away, and will With unprecedented power."
Shrugging his shoulders, Mr. Mo said with a relaxed smile: "That's enough! Damn conscience, law, morality, and rules!"
In the four corners of this huge laboratory, there are four other relatively simple crystal vessels that are obviously artificial. In the light green liquid, four huge bodies were quietly suspended in the container.
White, black, red, gray, about five meters tall, tall and burly. Although it has lost the breath of life, it still exudes a suffocating and powerful pressure. If Holy Crown Pope Griscoe Chenxi sees these four huge bodies, he will definitely mobilize all the force of the church to occupy this laboratory.
The Knights of the Apocalypse, the four knights of white, black, red and gray!
The church paid a huge price to reluctantly obtain the body of a Gray Knight, and it was a defective product that Lin Qi deliberately made.
And here, in Mr. Mo's private laboratory, four full-form Knights of the Apocalypse were quietly soaking there. They had large or small hideous wounds on their bodies. It was obvious that they had experienced brutal battles, and some wounds tore their heads and hearts. This was the reason why they were completely deprived of their lives.
Compared with the lucky Cologne Eighteen, these Apocalypse Knights were too seriously injured. They didn't even have the chance to sleep in the ancient ruins and wait quietly for one day to be awakened. They perished directly during the God War, but their bodies were preserved in the long baptism of time, and then one day they were excavated by lucky treasure hunters and finally transported here.
"Dear, I'm about to succeed!" Mr. Mo took a deep breath: "I dare not say that we can directly make our children become gods, but... Demi-gods shouldn't be a problem, right? At least it's necessary He is a demigod, otherwise wouldn’t all my years of madness, my years of cruelty, my years of plunder, and my years of intrigues be completely meaningless?”
As Mr. Mo talked to himself, a strong and suffocating aura gradually emitted from his body.
Demigod, lower level demigod, middle level demigod, high level demigod, in the end, Mr. Mo's aura stabilized directly at the level of peak demigod. The silver tights on his body have become transparent due to the energy aura. Through this thin layer of silver tights, one can see that Mr. Mo's seemingly slender body is actually so strong and healthy.
The pieces are as elastic as mercury, and on the streamlined muscles, countless tiny magic circle runes are shining with dazzling brilliance. Mr. Mo smiled lowly: "It can be seen that my theory is correct. I can indeed simulate the process of demigod cultivation, giving me the power of a demigod."
Shrugging his shoulders, Mr. Mo said sarcastically: "Of course, maybe my control of energy is not as good as that of a holy master, but I have the absolute power of a demigod. In the face of absolute power, what is skill?"
Taking out a piece of meteorite crystal that was hundreds of times harder than diamond, Mr. Mo squeezed the crystal into pieces with a strong click. His physical strength is so terrifying, and his physical strength has reached inhuman levels.
As if feeling the terrifying aura on Mr. Mo's body, the girl soaked in the crystal container slowly opened her eyes.
The black eyes were indifferent and cold, and an equally inhuman cold light loomed in the center of her eyes.
At this moment, a magic crystal on Mr. Mo's waist began to tremble violently. Mr. Mo frowned, then lightly tapped the crystal: "What happened? I told you that no one is allowed to disturb me when I am conducting potion experiments!"
A rapid voice came from the magic crystal: "Your Excellency, Mr. Iseda has been arrested. It was the palace guards who arrested him directly. He was originally going to be sent to Ashi Prison, but now he is directly arrested. He was sent to the Victory Palace and imprisoned in the dark prison below the Victory Palace."
"I~~~" Mr. Mo was ready to curse!
Has Iseda been haunted by undead recently? Or is it 'dead dad fell in love with me' and he's possessed by an undead goblin
Why does he always encounter such inexplicable things? Okay, okay, of course Mr. Mo knows that someone is plotting against Iseta and wants to do something to Mr. Mo himself through Iseta. But please don’t do this endlessly, okay? This method is too dirty and too frequent. It is just like a fight between two gangsters. There is no master's style at all!
What does it mean to always frame Iseda and send him to jail? Slap Mr. Mo in the face
Taking a deep breath, Mr. Mo asked gloomily: "What's the excuse?"
The urgent voice laughed bitterly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Bicius was assassinated, and Mr. Iseda's teacher's certificate was found at the scene of his assassination!"
Mr. Mo almost threw up a mouthful of blood, but he had no choice but to run away. It was that damn opponent who was plotting against Iseda behind his back again. The last time the Royal Library disappeared inexplicably, Iseta's library card was left at the scene. Now, how about assassinating the monks and leaving Iseta's teacher's card!
Think about it, Iseda was robbed a while ago, and several documents were taken away from him. How many times will he be thrown into jail
"Okay, I'll come right away!" Mr. Mo said through gritted teeth, "I'll come right away... Just tell His Majesty that I'm going to see Your Majesty!"
Mr. Mo was really furious. Originally, he did not take the possible revenge of the Black Tiger family to heart. All his experiences now are involved in his great experiment. However, the people of the 'Black Tiger Family' continued to make trouble so relentlessly that Mr. Mo finally decided to start a counterattack.
Well, isn't it just this kind of dirty and shameful method
Mr. Mo can too! And, he's very good at it!
It would be better to kill the wrong person than let him go. Mr. Mo already has the best target.