In the middle of the night, in the tent of the little wizard, a expressionless Loren sat across the experimental table, staring at the Holy Blood Elixir in Ain's hand.

The stern-looking little wizard was engrossed in it, carefully dripping the potion from the bottle onto the vessel trough of the test table, and the sterling silver notch was engraved with six runes connected to each other.

The bright red liquid instantly soaked the runes, emitting an extremely disturbing gray-blue light.

"How?"

Looking at Ain, who was like a great enemy, Loren looked up and asked.

"Your previous guess was correct, Loren. The little wizard who didn't raise his head pursed the corners of his mouth, and his eyes didn't blink: "This is no longer the original 'Holy Blood Elixir'... At least its composition is no longer the kind that Isaac's megalomaniac designed. ”

"Is it stronger, or is it something different?"

"Neither. ”

Ai Yin looked at the liquid on the rune vigilantly, her blue pupils trembled unconsciously, and she instinctively clenched her pink fist: "It's more like... There was a mutation. ”

"This new 'Holy Blood Elixir' has a substance in it that I've never been exposed to... It's not like the existence of the material world, it's more like... I—I can't tell. ”

The little wizard's expression was very struggling, and there was an unnatural panic in his eyes: "I can't tell what it is, but even if it is only a little touch, it seems to be trying to tear my spiritual temple." ”

"This is definitely not a normal void reaction - pain, erosion, momentary discomfort... No, this power makes people want to be disgusting even more, and... Fear. It's like something suddenly comes to consciousness and is staring at you!"

Loren nodded, it was the power of the evil god.

Seliol... Or "Black Cross", which Asriel has mentioned more than once, but each time he has stopped talking, and is the only being so far that can scare this guy out of sight, and the founder of the destruction of the Dragon Kingdom.

"This new Holy Blood Elixir will destroy the user's consciousness while completely transforming their body... It is no longer about restoring or restoring, but about a complete reconstruction. The little wizard frowned slightly:

"I can try to do some reverse experiments with the megalomaniac's notes, and look at the core of it—maybe I can find out why it mutates the user's body, and figure out the properties of the substance. ”

"Be careful. Loren frowned slightly, no matter what, Ain's safety came first: "This kind of experiment can be handed over to other alchemists, there is no need to do it yourself." ”

The little wizard smiled and shook his head disappretently, "I'd better come... I've come into contact with the potion, I've fought its users, and I've dissected the body of a victim at Ebolden. ”

"Don't worry, Loren, I know better than anyone how dangerous this thing is. ”

Looking at Ain's confident and smiling eyes narrowed into crescent moons, Loren couldn't help but sigh - in his impression, it seemed that there was no time when a small wizard was persuaded by himself.

But with Ain here, I don't need to worry about the Holy Blood Elixir anymore... The rest is the black hand who manipulated the dwarven rebellion and the centaur invasion behind the scenes, Farnesis.

How many times has this been the first time that I have stood in the way of this "Lord Bishop"?

"What's next?"

"Huh?" Loren paused.

"Salika... She's not going to give up, is she?" the little wizard's expression was worried, "Are we going to fight the dwarves next?"

Hearing her ask, Loren also sighed helplessly.

"Although the captured captives refused to let go, we still found heraldic marks on those baggage boxes - all of these materials were sent from the Silver Helmet Mountain in the Yunling Kingdom. The black-haired wizard said in a deep voice:

"It was the border fortress of the Dwarven kingdom, an important trading hub for Byrne, Boi and the Dwarves... It is also the base camp of this dwarven civil war. ”

Gritting his teeth, Loren pursed the corners of his mouth.

If he could, he would not be willing to go to war with the dwarves - not to mention that fighting on two fronts was a taboo, and now more than half of his forces were cavalry, which was not suitable for attacking fortresses at all.

What's more, he didn't intend to participate in the dwarves' civil war, and the dwarves with too much self-esteem would never regard him as a friendly force for counterinsurgency, and the final result might also intensify the relationship between the dwarves and Byrne and cause conflicts between the two countries.

For Charlotte, who is struggling to maintain relations and the stability of the duchy at the Red Blood Castle, it will be bad news for her to waste all her hard work, and Byrne, who has just begun to prepare for war, will face two wars at the same time!

Even in the current barracks, a conflict is erupting, and the Byrne lords and knights are divided into two factions, each arguing over their own words;

On the one hand, he said that he would raise troops to besiege the fortress of Silverhelm Mountain, take the fortress, behead the rebel leader, and force "this group of dwarves to surrender as soon as possible", and at the same time hand over and destroy all the holy blood potions;

Another group accused them of being unrealistic, forgetting that since the recapture of the Duchy of Byrne, several generations of knight kings have raised troops to invade the Yunling Kingdom, and they have all returned without a single fortress - not even the Black Duke has been an exception.

That's probably why Farnes targeted the dwarves this time... The "Pure Land", undisturbed by the power of the Empire, is an impregnable and impregnable fortress that even the dwarves want to capture it It will take a long time and countless heavy casualties.

By the time this fortress is captured, his goal has probably been achieved, so he won't care if these dwarves live or die... It's like he's probably never cared if the centaurs live or die.

Chess pieces and lackeys, as long as they are easy to use and can be used, are garbage that can be thrown away when they are used up.

The one who has to make a choice is himself.

And I don't have a choice.

Loren certainly can't sit idly by and watch the power of the Phanascists grow - when the centaurs have defeated Boi and the Dwarven High King has been overthrown, the next step is Byrne!

He will no longer face a "lonely" evil god apostle, nor the thousands of monsters in the glacial wasteland, nor the monsters in the Ebolden sewers... Rather, hundreds of thousands of them are fully armed, fully armed, and fearless of death... Destroy the army of the country!

Duke Byrne... On the day he was crowned with this title, there was no way back from the past.

That's right, I'm no longer the wizard who doesn't care, and comes and goes whenever I want.

Yourself, you can only move forward.

The little wizard on the side raised his head, looked at Loren's expression and faintly sensed that something was not right, and was about to ask.

"Smack——!

The curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and a solemn Eckert rushed into the tent - the Earl of Fort Fury had lost all his former composure, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

"How is it going. Loren frowned and turned his gaze to him: "Are they still arguing?"

Eckert shook his head, his anxious expression not diminished in the slightest: "Most of the knights have settled down, and the rest have been arranged to various military camps to rectify those soldiers who are not very restless. ”

"When I had just finished dealing with those 'poisoned' silver-armored horsemen, I found out that some soldiers had secretly used those holy blood potions, and they secretly ran over and turned themselves in when they knew that they were powerful. ”

What the?!

Loren's expression suddenly changed color, and his pupils shrank: "How many?!"

"Half a hundred... This is only voluntary surrender, and in private, I am afraid that it will have to be doubled. Eckert's face was also ugly: "Most of them are Boy's hussars, but there are also many of our soldiers and knights. ”

"One counts as one, all of them are locked up and chained, ordinary weapons don't have much effect on them now. The shock dissipated, and Loren's brow furrowed:

"Be aware of the situation in the camp and don't cause any panic until it's officially dealt with. ”

For a barracks of thousands or even tens of thousands, the biggest problem is always "order and discipline", and any chaos and panic may cause "bombing the camp" - the soldiers in fear will scatter and flee, and even kill each other!

"With Anget in them, it's not a problem to crush the soldiers. Eckert took a deep breath and looked tired: "I'm here to tell you something else." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Those dwarf captives ......" Under the dim light, Eckert's expression was extremely solemn:

"They confessed. ”