In this laboratory specially built by Don Quixote for the envoys of the temple, there are various equipment full of modern earth atmosphere. It is obvious that cloning lizard people is the top secret of the Char Empire. If it is still used
The alchemy that was full of Faerun style before has never been tasted
They will not be imitated by these two temples. In every sense, Don Quixote does not believe them. This is also related to the fact that Don Quixote is Chinese. After all, in ancient and mysterious China, the people there
Only believe in actual benefits, not illusory gods.
Of course, there may be some rebuttal, saying that there are not many gods in China? But in fact, if you think about it carefully, you will find that the vast majority, almost 99%, of the Chinese people only use the gods when necessary.
You can often hear them saying a few words, God bless you, God bless you, and Bodhisattvas bless you. If the earth really has these gods, it is estimated that the Chinese people must be the country that has received the most divine punishment. At the very least, you will
God, Tathagata, and the Three Purities put together are enough for you to drink a pot.
"You two, please come here." Don Quixote put one hand behind his back and pointed slightly with the other hand, leading these two beautiful and dangerous angels to a huge test bed, and then the hall
Quixote skillfully operated the magical objects on the experimental table that the Saint and the Knight Commander had never heard of or seen.
"Your Excellency Don Quixote," looking at such skillful techniques, the Knight Commander couldn't help but walk behind Don Quixote, and the fragrance from his body could not help but float into his nose, "could it be said that this thing is...
Did you invent it?" Obviously, seeing this man's confident display without any concealment, the knight commander had already believed that Don Quixote was not lying.
"Not really." Don Quixote stood up, walked to the other side of the test bench, took an empty syringe, and placed it under one of the alchemy instruments. "This thing is inspired by the war of aggression.
You should have heard about it. It was an alchemical potion used by one of our hostile forces during the war with the ancestor souls. That gave us inspiration, and then the alchemists of our empire joined forces to create
This kind of lizard man."
"Forte," Don Quixote gently placed a hand on the communicator on his ear, releasing a low-level magical beast.
Following Don Quixote's order, the floor in the laboratory creaked open, and a huge herbivorous monster was slowly raised. "You two, please check this monster. If you are sure that it does not have any
If you have any questions, then I will show you how to make a lizard man."
"Check it?" The saint walked slowly to the monster. The huge spiritual energy came out of the body and instantly penetrated the inside and outside of the monster. There was no abnormality. "Use this to make a lizard."
people?"
In the end, the saint was still a little surprised. Obviously, although she was Xiu Yi's subordinate, in fact, she was the same as other Xiu Yi's subordinates. The things she knew were limited to those related to her.
"Yes, then you two. If there are no other questions, I will start."
"Cough~cough~" In a very luxurious house, an old man who was over seventy years old was lying on the bed and coughing. Judging from his face, this man must have returned to his former glory. Beside him was his
Descendants, but they don’t look very sad, and the reason is very simple. This is a nobleman, and that one is his son. After the old nobleman dies, everything in the family will belong to him, so this is natural. After all, human beings
In the face of desire, he is simply vulnerable.
However, the old man no longer had the mind to care about these things. At this time, he stared blankly ahead, seeming to be recalling his life.
Around the old man, a vague gray aura could be seen surrounding him. Finally, after the memory of this not so magnificent life flashed through his head again, he stopped breathing.
And this breath also came back to life from its original dead-like state. After hovering around the old man's body for a few times, it was pulled out and transformed into something beside the bed.
The door appeared in the shape of a door. The next moment, the door was really pushed open. On the other side of the door was a strange world. It was completely gray and silent. Even the ground was gray and white.
, giving people a different kind of desolation, but the son of the nobleman in this room didn't notice it. Even if he didn't pretend to cry sadly, it was impossible to notice it.
Because this is the ability of the God of Death, and it is also one of the basic rules written into the world of Faerun. When intelligent life is likely to end, he or she or its body will gather this kind of death energy, and the more powerful it is.
Individuals, the more individuals there are, the stronger the death energy will be. If this life is really dead,
, then this pervasive death aura will become a key, a key connecting the world of Faerun and the underworld of Death. If this door is selected by Death, after the door is opened, Death's body will
Instinctively, he dispersed a trace of power, condensed it into a clone, came to the world of Faerun, and harvested this soul.
For example, at this moment, a humanoid being wearing a dark cloak and holding a scythe walked out from the other side of the door. Why humanoid? The reason is that although this humanoid Death clone wears a hat, in reality
Yes, this cloak is it
If someone lifts up the cloak, they will find that there is only a mass of black energy inside the cloak, which is the power of the God of Death. Obviously, there are thousands of clones of the God of Death, each of which builds a complete human being.
, the true God will also die from exhaustion.
"Whoosh~" The scythe flashed with cold light across the old man's body. Then a group of souls floated out of the body, looking like marshmallows. The marshmallows gradually expanded like a balloon, and finally one of them lay on the ground.
An identical old man was floating there. Judging from his slightly dull eyes, it seemed that the old man had not yet
He regained his consciousness, but the God of Death did not give him that chance. With a hook of his sickle, he took him through the door and returned to the underworld. However, the moment the God of Death closed the door, it seemed to have discovered something.
The closing movement also slowed down. I looked carefully for a few times and nodded slightly. Then I closed the door.
In this endless underworld, there is nothing except a wide and endless river, not even the so-called bones. Moreover, there is mist everywhere, and the visibility is very low. You can't see very far away.
In the distance, in the center of this maze-like world, there is a huge castle. Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it as a palace. However, although the palace is large, it is still deadly silent. There is only one person living in it, and that is the underworld.
His master, the God of Death.
Obviously, the God of Death is not good at communicating, or there may be some simple reasons for this. For example, a person has never set foot in society and is obsessed with studying magic. Even if he seems to have lived for a thousand years, in fact, this person's social skills
Ability, or the resolution, immunity to the intrigues of human society
The power is still zero, and this is the same thing for gods. For Osiris, the god of death, she spends most of her time sitting on the huge throne made of skulls and bones, tilting her head, and a
Holding his head with his hands, his whole body was hidden under the dark cloak, and he sat there motionless.
"Huh~" A black breath rushed into the palace of death and reintegrated into Osiris's body. "Huh?" Osiris, who seemed to have fallen asleep, opened her eyes, because her clone
After throwing the harvested soul into the River Styx, telling her a strange thing, and accepting the memory of the clone, Osiris waved her hand,
She pulled out the huge scythe stuck next to her and gently swiped it in front of her. A sloping space crack appeared in front of her, and then a stream of black energy spurted out from her body, condensing into
She created a clone that could truly carry her soul. After this clone nodded to the main body, it crossed the gap and came to the world of Faerûn again.
"Goddess Lerendo/Apollo, this is impossible!" Don Quixote used a scalpel to cut open the skin of the monster, revealing the body that seemed to be wrapped in mucus and exuding strange...
After smelling the fishy lizard man, the two of them were stunned because they had carefully checked the monster before and monitored the laboratory throughout the process. There was absolutely no possibility of any tampering.
"Your Excellency Don Quixote," the Knight Commander walked up to Don Quixote cautiously. Obviously, as a woman, she was still somewhat resistant to such slimy and disgusting things, so she instinctively hid behind Don Quixote.
Behind him, he looked at the experimental table a few more times, "Can you explain the principle of this thing to me? I want to report to the Pope when I go back."
The knight commander, who seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, ran to the corner in a few steps, vomited it into a round bucket, and it was obvious that this pampered knight commander had never seen anything so disgusting.
"Here," Don Quixote naturally handed the powerful female knight a few soft and fragrant tissues and a bottle of water.
"Sister, have you noticed? This man is so gentle, and there is no desire to possess a woman in his eyes. He is just like a very good friend." The saint standing not far away seemed to be interested in this.
She had no reaction to this scene, because when she was a child, she had seen nothing more disgusting than this. "Maybe we are not pretty enough," this cold-faced woman also made a rare joke.
"Are you feeling better?"
The knight captain nodded slightly. At this time, Don Quixote had taken the two women out of the laboratory and came to the deck. At noon, the deck was very warm. Under the blowing wind, this woman in golden armor
The woman looks much better.
"I'm so sorry." The Knight Commander looked very embarrassed, but after seeing Don Quixote's still easy-going expression, he breathed a sigh of relief, "But your Excellency did not disappoint us. Such a magical alchemy, I really
It's the first time I've seen it. The knight commander said as he looked at his hands. I never knew that humans are made of such small things."
"The world is so big. I think except for the true God, no one dares to say that he is omniscient and omnipotent. If you don't want to, it is difficult for manpower to do it. Lord Knight, don't worry about it. Then what happens after this will be troublesome for you two. Please inform the temple as soon as possible.
The battlefield is changing rapidly, and for this reason, we have lost the opportunity."
"Of course." The saint nodded slightly, "I look forward to seeing you again." Before leaving, this cold woman suddenly said these words, which really made Don Quixote a little confused.
"It's finally quiet." Don Quixote, who was leaning against the railing, lit a cigarette for himself, took a long drag, and then sighed, "The damn temple gave those princes a chance. This
The battle is a bit difficult to fight."
"Ha, boy, let me just say that your soul is very strange. The saint of the Sun Temple seems to be interested in you."
"Haha," Don Quixote rolled his eyes at the sky and just smoked his cigarette.
"I'm telling you, don't be a brat and ask for your own blessings."
Xia Donghai's words stopped suddenly, as if someone had turned off the TV. Don Quixote was surprised before he had time to feel that his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar. When he looked up, he saw a man covered in darkness.
A guy wrapped in a cloak and holding a scythe appeared in front of him (To be continued...)
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