Almighty Alchemist

The full name of Pier is called Adolphe Pier.

He was the first alchemy apprentice to follow Hines.

Alchemists have no hierarchy. The strength of an alchemist depends entirely on their alchemy achievements, and their work represents their level.

For thirty years, Pier has been an unknown alchemist in mainland China. Few people know that Pier's alchemy achievements have already qualified for the title of master.

Maybe he is not as good as his mentor, but he is much stronger than Andrew.

At night in the valley, the magic lights are still on.

Pier looked at the medicine pool not far away with a serious look at this moment.

The medicine pool is like a coffin, and the dark green potion emits a dim green light under the illumination of the magic lamp, which is full of the breath of death.

A corpse soaked in the potion was Biller.

The poor teenager whose blood was sucked up by the vampire was swollen a little by the potion, and the whole body was painted with various weird symbols. A small French array was arranged around the medicine pool, and some strange silk threads passed out of Biller's body and connected to the French array.

Several apprentices were around the corpse. When the light of the magic circle was dim, they would take out a crystal of energy to replace it. Allow energy to continue into the body in the medicine pool.

It can be clearly seen that in the center of Biller's body, something seems to be constantly moving.

Perhaps it was the reason for their over-concentration. They didn't notice that in the darkness not far away, a shadow was approaching quietly.

With the shadow of the mountain itself, Gong Hao walked on the cliff of death.

He knew that once he was found, all that awaited him was death.

Biller ... what are they doing to you?

Gong Hao's heart was shaking slightly.

The hate is that he couldn't get too close to the medicine pool.

No one knows what methods an alchemist can use to find someone in hiding. Gong Hao held his breath and hid himself completely in the dark. He worked hard to transport the air in his body to his ears, trying to expand his hearing, in order to discover the hidden secret.

Damn Lancelot, the use of vindictiveness is ever-changing, why can't he teach himself more?

Whether it's aggressive outward, restrained, or concealed, or keen vision and hearing, you need to have a subtle understanding of the use of aggressive. Gong Hao only felt that the airflow in his body kept on chasing, and almost burst his brain, but it didn't help his hearing at all.

On the contrary, he was dizzy.

You must be calm. Since you are here, you must not just look at the scenery from afar.

Gong Hao took a deep breath.

He closed his eyes, relaxed his whole body, and let the fighting spirit flow freely in his body like the cheerful current ... Gradually, he felt that he had merged with this darkness.

Trying to direct the air flow evenly throughout his body, he can feel his touch more sensitive.

Take it one step further!

Wind blows gently.

An apprentice said: "It's almost time."

Yes, it's wind.

Sound travels in the air. What you want to capture is not the sound, but the breath of the wind.

He tried to sense the wind in the sky and taste the call of the wind elves. There are countless lives whispering in the air.

Gradually zoom in.

"Master, the recovery rate of flesh and blood activity is only 25%, and the moire experiment cannot be performed. Is it necessary to increase the energy supply of the magic circle?"

That was an apprentice talking.

Pier snorted. "Forget it, it's useless to increase it. What about other things?"

"The soul has completely dissipated, and flesh and blood can not be made. But the worst thing is that the implanted spirit body is withered because it has lost its life and nourishment. Lord Pierre, do you want to take it out in advance?"

"Is this a newcomer?"

"Yes."

"Damn, it's been thirty days, and even the minimum requirements haven't been met. What can it do?"

"Sir, would you take it out first?"

Pier sighed softly: "Let's take a look first."

"Yes."

An apprentice held a sharp knife and cut open Biller's belly. Although the night was dark and far apart, Gong Hao saw the apprentice remove a small meat ball from Biller's body.

The meatball had hands and feet, and a clear-cut face, clearly a villain.

The apprentice delivered the meat ball to Piere, who dropped a few drops of potion on the meat ball. The meatball's originally closed eyes suddenly opened after being stimulated by the potion, a "wow" yelled and bite at Pier.

Before the meat ball bit himself, Pierce squeezed it hard and burst the meat ball, causing a scarlet blood rain.

"Well, there is no fully developed failure product, and it is useless to keep it."

After thinking about it, Piere said to the apprentice: "Take off this person's flesh and blood and prepare to make the undead scum, **** Andrew, this thing can't be handled well, a spirit species was wasted, delivery It's a little bit troublesome. "

"Yes, sir."

Pierce bowed his head and said to himself, "It seems it's time to say hello to Andrew, the new servants, don't arrange them for those dangerous jobs for the time being. There are not many spirits ..."

"Wow!" Gong Hao couldn't help vomiting at the ground.

Although he had known for a long time that the secrets in the valley would not be a good thing, as long as he hadn't discovered them for a day, he still had a glimmer of hope. For example, may there be secret palaces under the valley that need to be built by hand? Or is there any other way to send these people away?

More than once, looking forward to those horrible thoughts in my heart is just a kind of unreasonable suspicion. I hope that I will use the villain's heart to measure the gentleman's belly. I hope that all my worries are just a sad little suspicion.

Never before had he so longed for himself that he was wrong, but the cruel facts told him that everything he had thought of before was a true truth. ...

Gong Hao didn't know how he got out of that valley. He was completely numb at that time and almost shouted on the spot.

He knew that he would not leave anymore, and he was afraid that he would not leave anymore.

He hurried back.

Then he spit terribly at the ground.

He felt like he was going to spit out his intestines.

dizzy.

He didn't see much and didn't know much, but these were enough.

Hines and his assistant apprentices are treating every servant as an experiment. Living people are used for experiments, and even corpses are not let go.

It seems that they have many experiments that require living people, and there are many alchemy products that consume human life.

Such as those flesh and blood.

There is also a terrible flesh ball that is vague and horrible, even when it is immature, exposing it with fierce violent cruelty and cruel killing.

damn it!

He finally understood why it took so many people to make every batch of servants work here for at least a month before taking away.

They could have left a fixed set of servants and sent the newcomers directly to experiment.

Obviously, they had secretly planted the so-called spirit seed for each servant. These spirit species are likely to enter their bodies through their work or diet. This kind of thing is like an alien, which grows in the human body by swallowing the essence of human flesh and blood. The meatballs must be parasitic in the human body for at least one month, and then they will fall into nap until they are awakened with a special medicine one day.

From the performance of this meat ball, this is definitely a terrible killing machine. Definitely more powerful than puppets such as samurai and flesh. And now, there is no doubt that there is such a thing in his body.

Purgatory Island is conducting a series of horror studies for the Reims Empire, providing weapons at various levels. Ordinary, advanced, cutting-edge, and even the Dark King of Terror.

One day, they will open their stomachs and take out the spirit body. No matter how hard you work, what you get is nothing but lingering.

Even if he can escape this terrible **** world, who can guarantee that one day, this **** seed will not end his sleep, and then cut open his stomach and burst out of blood?

If it was said that Gong Hao was still making enough psychological preparations, once he found that the situation was not good, he immediately thought of a way to escape, then he has completely given up his hope of escape.

He finally understood why Lancelot had to crouch far away from that quiet lake. Perhaps this was the only way to alleviate the crime in his heart. Only in this way could he be kept away from those bloodthirsty and cruel people. Asshole.

Butcher? To describe them with such words is an insult to the butcher.

"Asshole!" Gong Hao growled in a low voice: "Even if I die, I will drag you all into hell! I swear!"