Pendieu walked away from the churning alchemy cauldron, he walked very leisurely in the dark and oppressive alchemy room, but he was like a leisurely stroll in the courtyard full of flowers and trees, the little devil next to him trembled and held a few white porcelain fruit trays around him and followed his footsteps carefully, on which rolled a few bright red dripping fruits, the moist peel also had a little freshly washed water droplets, it looked tender and delicious, people couldn't help it......

"Squeak!"

Supandieu took a quick bite, then spit out a cleanly sipped kernel and took out a silk silk and elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth. [No pop-ups.]

Contrary to his state, the necromancer Binonserin walked around the alchemy room irritably, muttering as he went, "Why haven't they come back yet?"

In his mind, Pons, who were supposed to decide the outcome as soon as they came out, could not have returned by the evening of the next day? Could it be that there was some accident?

"Don't worry, the purpose of life is to keep having fun and pursue the ultimate life, if you don't grasp the time well, maybe you won't have a chance in the next moment, Benoncerin, why don't you taste these fruits unique to the Sedaon Heights, and then rinse off the unique ice bath here?" said Shopandieu, like a humble prince, spat out a sentence of aristocratic exhortation.

"Put away your so-called philosophy," Bunoncerin sneered, "I'd rather spend more time studying necromancy." ”

"Oh," said Hupandieu, shaking his head and sighing, "then your life will be too dull." Because there are so many opportunities like that, and when you look back when you get older, you will find that you have gained more than you have lost. ”

Bunoncerin was impatient with such a conversation, and he didn't want to talk about these rambling truths with the other party, because he knew that in the end, nothing would come of it except a few words that the other party laughed at, so he decided to change the topic and talk about something that everyone was interested in: "What is the Holy Blood for? Why do you value it so much? It seems that no one has been interested in that thing for thousands of years." ”

"That's their mediocrity!" said Shopandieu, closing his eyes, as if he had seen a wonderful paradise. With a smile on his lips, he said as if enjoying: "You know, this is the ultimate in alchemy that I have pursued all my life, yes. You'll see soon after you get the Holy Blood!"

Binon Serin looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Didn't you say that you are pursuing land to enjoy life, and why has it become alchemy again?"

Siupandieux's eyes widened, and he looked at him with pitiful gaze and said, "Alchemy and enjoyment of life are exactly one and two, and two and one are inseparable. How can you tell them apart and treat them separately? My greatest pleasure is to dig out the essence of dark alchemy from these simple things. He suddenly reached out, picked up a fruit from the fruit bowl and turned it into the alchemy cauldron.

"Poof" splashed a turbid spring.

Bunoncerin frowned and covered his nose and pushed a few steps away, even though he was a necromancer. Dealing with carrion skeletons all day, but he still hates the strange smell coming from them.

Hupandieu quickly picked up a pair of pliers and grabbed them, his eyes swept away. Watching the time, he reached into the pot and grabbed the fruit.

The fruit's original ruddy skin color is plated with a layer of silver.

Shopandieu threw the fruit in front of Benoncerin. The latter grabbed it. But to his surprise, he found that it wasn't hot at all, and he took a look. Pouted, "Silver?"

Although alchemy can convert matter into each other and refine unimaginable metals and objects, as a master-level dark alchemist, this kind of thing is too pediatric for Xiupandieu, and he is too embarrassed to show it?

Supandieu smiled, raised his hand, and said, "Peel it off and take a look." ”

Bennonserin was stunned, he took out the fruit, peeled off the silver crumbs, and in his careless mind, his eyes suddenly tightened.

The flesh inside is actually golden!

He touched the texture on it, and his astonishment was palpable.

Pure gold!

Two different substances were conjured out of an alchemy cauldron, this is a true master's masterpiece! But Bennonserin was still impressed, but Shopandieu stretched out his fingers, which were thinner than a woman, and nodded the fruit, and said: "Oh, my dear friend, if you are satisfied just like that, then I will underestimate you." ”

Bununserin's brows furrowed, he suddenly seemed to think of something, revealing a suddenness, and hurriedly corroded the pure gold flesh with his fingertips, and then ......

He froze, a drop of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Is this still alchemy?

The innermost kernel is actually a magic crystal??

Binoncerin suddenly stood up, looked at the other party in disbelief, and exclaimed, "I've helped you summon skeletons and corpses for so many years, and I've never seen you have such a hand. He looked at the magic crystal, raised it in front of his eyes, and exclaimed again: "Old friend, this is a masterpiece of God!"

He could tell that although this was just an ordinary magic crystal, it couldn't be more ordinary, it couldn't be more simple, but it was there

The value is immeasurable.

Xiu Pandieu only refined such a thing in a very short time, God knows what else he could refine if he was given a little more time?

Bunoncelin was a little unimaginable.

"No, no, no!" said, "Do you think it's easy?

He pointed to the alchemy cauldron and said solemnly: "I have collected the ingredients in this cauldron for a total of ten years, and it took countless efforts to match this recipe, and the temperature of the slurry in this cauldron must be just right, including this fruit, which can only be effective within the current hourglass." What you're seeing is my success after a thousand failures. He let out a long sigh and said with infinite melancholy, "This is still far from what I really want to achieve. ”

Is that far away?

Suddenly it felt like his brain couldn't turn around, and what had become of him compared to that of Supandieux, as if all the necromancy he had painstakingly studied had become a juggler in a clown show.

"Do you know?" said Hupandieu, like a great poet singing poetry, with open arms as if to embrace the sky, and with passion: "I will summon and create something unique in this world, and he will change the pattern of this continent, and even affect the future thousands of years from now!"

He walked a few steps excitedly, as if he felt that the stage in the room was too small, so he pushed the door and rushed out, outside was the boundless high cliff and the continuous sunset, he stretched out a finger to the sky, and said loudly: "He can rebel against the structure of the entire god's creation! This is me, the master dark alchemist Xiu Pandieu's declaration of war against the gods!"

Bunoncelin stared at him blankly, as if for the first time he had known this friend who had been with him for more than ten years.

"I have sent a request to the Senate for the Holy Blood, and I have explained to them in detail what I am going to do, Bunoncerin and you will be the first to witness me create a masterpiece that even the gods will be awe-inspiring!"

Bunoncerin was stunned, he was a little overwhelmed, he had been helping Shopandieu collect the bones and zombies of various monsters for many years, and he was the first to know that the other party had such crazy ideas.

In his impression, Hupandieu was a casual and informal, and some pretentious people, and he even disliked the other party's mannerism and sissy somewhat, but now, he overturned all previous conclusions at once, as if he had inadvertently broken a broken crockpot, and suddenly found that there was scorching real gold hidden in it!

As if having exhausted all his passion, Supanddieu gasped and returned to his seat, patting his knees, jerking his chair backwards and down, his eyes sparkling strangely, and muttering: "This is my lifelong dream, and I know that I will soon succeed." ”

Bunoncerin's mouth opened, and he was about to say something.

At this moment, the teleportation circle vibrate, and the circle of elemental fluctuations involuntarily drew the attention of the two people in the room.

Niltina appeared in the middle of the circle.

Supandieu stood up trembling and looked at the other man, his lips trembling a little, and his cheeks even pale. He tried to prop himself up, trying to open his mouth to greet him, but the excitement kept him from speaking, and he was afraid that he would get accurate information as soon as he opened his mouth, but at the same time he lost all hope.

In the mood of gaining and losing, he became scared and indecisive.

Binoncerin was still nervously looking at the teleportation array, but he was a little disappointed, and the fluctuations of the teleportation array never came out again.

That said, only Niltina came back alone.

Did the mission fail?

"What about the others?" asked Bunoncerin, leaning over and tentatively.

Niltina sighed slightly and said, "I'm afraid it's hard to come back." ”

Supandieu's heart fell to the ground as if it had been squeezed, and he fell limply back into his chair, his body losing all vitality as if it had been drained of his soul, and his eyes became lifeless.

Pitnonserin glanced at Shupandieu, he took a deep breath and whispered in a trembling voice, "Mission, failed?"

"Mission?" Niltina gave him a surprised look.

Sure enough, Bunnonserin sighed, but he felt sorry for his old friend and at the same time thought about how to comfort the other party, but the next moment, he almost bounced off the spot.

Niltina took out a bottle, held it high in her hand, and said, "Is that what you said?"

It was a porcelain vase, but the alchemist Thupandieu could recognize it as a precious porcelain......

His eyes first showed a little light, and then he jumped up from his seat at once, and no longer caring about his demeanor and cultivation, he snatched the bottle twice as fast as the thief, and he opened the cork with trembling hands to take a closer look.

Suddenly, there was a hearty laugh in the alchemy room, or maybe a little bit of madness.