The pale dawn and the faint morning mist blended in the vast sky, dotting the fortress of Lakstark.

Modrian stood in front of the window, looking at the changing clouds in the distance, his expression calm.

The harvest of the Great Plains of Shatar is far less abundant than imagined, the legend of the successive falls of the Lizardman Temple, and the destruction of the god clone and the blood god, but there are only some divine substances left behind, and I don't know how much orange essence can be decomposed.

However, in the tent area where the Besilik Kingdom was stationed, a lot of magic items were obtained.

He guessed that they were left behind by the lizardmen priest, and when he hurriedly evacuated, he didn't have time to take them with them.

Hearing the subtle movement next door, Modrian stretched his waist and said helplessly: "I made a big move, but I was not satisfied with the final harvest." After grumbling, he turned and left the study.

As for the words that came out of their mouths, they were a bit self-defeating, and although it seemed that Valoran had not gained much, it was only superficial.

As time passes, Valoran will be able to gain more in the future.

In the bedroom and living room, Modrian had just come out, and a golden glow flickered. Yuumi hovered over her shoulders with the Grimome, her fluffy tail swinging gently.

"What are we going to do today?"

"Breakfast first." Modri patted Yuume's head and whispered. "After breakfast, go to Sinjid's lab."

"Then I'll go find Xiaoju, Sinjid..... Hmm, it's dirty. Yuumi lay on top of the Grimograph, her cute eyes half-narrowed, showing a look of enjoyment.

"Well, don't lose Xiao Ju, or Your Majesty will be angry."

Modrian recalls the last time Yuumi took Ju out to play, but the two guys passed through the door to the Grimoire and didn't know where they had gone, and they didn't come back for a long time, and finally His Majesty Ion found them in the depths of the Lemmor Mountains.

Yuumi rolled her body, slightly lazy, as if remembering the last humiliation, and a shy look filled her face.

"No, His Majesty Ai won't be angry!"

"Whew... I won't tell you, I'm going to play with Xiaoju. Let's go, let's go! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the little creature slapped the tome, and the glowing pages released a brilliant glow, condensing the rune portal in the transparent air, and then she disappeared into the bedroom with the tome.

Seeing this, Modrian shook his head and smiled, and walked towards the corridor. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Zhao Xin and Pan Sen who had been waiting for a long time.

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The cold winter wind, the rouge morning glow, spread like flames over the fortress of Lakstark.

As Modrian walked along the mountain path, he could see the majestic dome of the fortress, the misty statue of Galio, and the ethereal peaks of the mountains.

The further down you go, the more hazy the view of the sky becomes, as if a veil is covered.

With the sound of crisp footsteps, Modrian and his party stepped into the interior of the mountain, and the dim light flickered, illuminating the steel pipes that were intertwined on the uneven walls, and a little dust floated in the air.

Occasionally, a muffled roar of machinery can be heard, and the smell of metallic grease fills the nose.

Looking at the alchemy laboratory embedded in the mountain, Modrian couldn't help but sigh at the majesty of the iron glass city, and from the alchemy skills of Sinjid, you can get a glimpse of the greatness of the former Zuan.

This is not a momentary sigh, but a baptism of time.

When I first arrived at Lakstar Fortress, the interior of the mountain range was a complex and filthy mine filled with the corpses of the Abyssal Infected.

And now, in just two or three months, there is a very strong steampunk style alchemy laboratory in front of you.

"Good morning, my lord."

In front of the Hex-pressure transporter, the alchemy researcher stood behind the steel glass door and bowed to Modrian.

"Is Sinjid in the lab?" Modrian stepped into the Hex's pressure conveyor and leaned down to see the smoke filled with steel pipes and white mist-emitting steam devices.

"Yes." The alchemy researcher moved his mechanical chin and responded.

"Then go down and have a look." Modrian said casually.

"Destination: Sinjid Alchemy Laboratory." Seeing that everyone had arrived, the alchemy researcher raised a bell-shaped horn and said loudly, then she adjusted the thick goggles and pressed the red button on the iron wall of the cabin.

Crunch! Crunch!

The Hex-pressure conveyor began to operate, and the sound of mechanical parts snapping into each other sounded in the empty environment, and then slowly sank as a whole.

In front of the glass window, Modrian looked at the scene of the laboratory, although it was not the first time he had come here, but every time he looked at the changes in the laboratory, he had a different mood.

But at this moment, he looked at the scene outside the transport plane, frowned slightly, pointed to the colorful haze hovering over the pipe, and said, "Don't you clean up the haze outside?" ”

Hearing this, the alchemy technology researcher looked at Modrian's finger with a slightly embarrassed expression: "I'm sorry, Lord Lord, those are the exhaust gases generated by the experiment, and we will deal with them uniformly." ”

"It's just that Lord Sinjid's experiment is at a critical moment, and most of the manpower, except for the ones you transferred, are all gathered in Lord Sinjid's hands, so ......."

"The experiment is at a critical juncture?"

Modrian turned around, looked at the alchemy technology researcher behind him, and asked, "What kind of experiment?" ”

"Regarding the study of divinity, Lord Sinjid uses alchemy technology to try to make a preliminary separation." The alchemy technology researcher replied respectfully.

Bang Dang!

Just as Modrian was about to continue asking, Hex's pressure transporter hit the ground, making a steel crash, followed by the voice of an alchemy researcher.

"My lord, my destination has arrived."

The iron-glass door opened, and a bright magical light reflected a faint haze on the pavement.

Modrian wanted to call for Cana's help as he did last time, but he immediately remembered that Cana was still assisting Darius in dealing with the affairs of the Besilik Kingdom and preventing an unexpected situation from happening.

Buzzing! Buzzing!

Crimson life energy poured out from his body, forming a circular transparent shield in front of Modrian, blocking the haze from approaching.

"Take me to Sinjid's lab."

"Yes, my lord, please come with me." Alchemy technology researchers walked ahead, moving quickly along the hard ground.

A thick gray haze rolled through the passage, as if to welcome Modrian's arrival, but the air became hotter and hotter the further you went inside the lab.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Modrian realized something, and looked up at the pitch-black tower standing in the center of the laboratory, billowing mist spilling from the spire and filling the dome.

"The laboratory under the tower?"