In front of the road, the alchemy technology researcher stopped and stood under the steel tower, looking respectful.

"My lord, we're here."

Hearing this, Modrian put away his thoughts and looked at the heavy tower in front of him, a huge metal arch was dug out of the black tower in the center, and the magic lights on both sides were shining, and many scientific and technological researchers could be faintly seen.

"Okay, you go get busy."

"Yes!" The alchemy technology researcher bowed his head in response and slowly left.

Modrian finished looking at the exterior of the laboratory and walked towards the metal arch, while Pan Sen and Zhao Xin behind him also watched the surroundings with interest.

Unlike the laboratory I had been to before, the laboratory in front of me seemed to be set up on purpose, and I could see that there were many pipes connected to the outside of the laboratory to transport different alchemical substances.

The most striking thing is a red pipe that connects to a boiling furnace not far away, from which the red-hot heat in the air comes from.

In the laboratory, busy scientific and technological researchers saw the figures of Modrian and others, and saluted, and the movement here quickly attracted the attention of the inside.

Sinjid hurried out, dressed in white clothes covered with stains, multiple burn marks, and some dark green corrosive liquid.

"Your Lord." Sinjid took off his mask and bowed.

The inexplicable smell rushed into his nose, and Modrian frowned slightly, there was some familiar smell, where had he smelled it.

Is it the plague?

With a move in his heart, he remembered the experiment that the alchemy technology researcher was talking about, looked at Sinjid in front of him, and asked, "How is the experiment on divinity doing?" ”

"Not ideal." Sinjid said with a 'blank face', but a hint of frenzy could be seen in those not-so-calm eyes.

"After nearly a thousand studies, we have not been able to obtain the concrete principles of divinity. However, through the alchemy of Zuan, we have obtained some results that can lead to the initial application of divinity. ”

"You can go inside the laboratory to see if it's specific."

Not bothering to the look on Singild's face, Modrian knew that the guy's nerves had been destroyed in countless alchemy experiments.

Following in Sinjid's footsteps, Modrian and his party walked to the interior of the laboratory, where the dark grey floor was covered with pipes and a faint white steam filled the air.

When he passed through a certain passage, he saw a different scene in the laboratory, many daily necessities and bedding were piled up in the corner, and he could see traces of use, and occasionally he could see a scientific and technological researcher who was sleeping soundly, with his alchemy equipment placed beside him.

"This is a consequence of doping." Sinjid saw Modrian's gaze look at the tech researchers, explaining.

"It's a great experiment involving the gods, and everyone is extremely eager for the treasure behind it, so I have specially researched a stimulant that does not harm the body and can overdraw part of the energy."

"The trade-off is that the body needs to sleep for a while."

"A day or two."

"The territory has equipped them with special nutrients for recovery, which will not cause any harm to their bodies."

Modrian nodded, every mad scientist has an unknown side of hard work, both themselves and the researchers under his command.

Click! Click!

The sound of machinery shaking resounded, and the steel door inside the laboratory slowly rose, revealing an experimental environment mixed with different smells, and bursts of blazing heat greeted you.

The emerald-like steel glass stood in front of it, the surface shimmering with runic light, and different alchemical substances and blazing flames were active in the sky above the glass through the alchemy pipes.

"Tucci?"

Behind the steel glass, Modrian saw the source of the plague, Tucci, wearing high-tech armor, and wisps of dark green mist lingering around his body, slowly squirming like a living thing.

Sinjid walked in front of the steel glass and took the experimental report handed over by the alchemy technology researcher beside him, which recorded dense experimental data.

"Through experimental research, we unexpectedly discovered that Plague divinity and Tucci are a good fit." Singid turned to Modrian and whispered, apologetic.

"We wanted to report back to you, but Tucci stopped me."

"He told me that he was ready for everything, even if he couldn't fuse the Plague Divinity, but as long as he could improve his strength a little bit, he was willing to try."

Modrian was silent for a moment, and the battle of the Gate of Sorrows flashed through his mind, Tucci's embarrassed appearance.

"How did it turn out?"

Each hero has the power to choose, and Modrian can't veto and stop them, it stems from their own inner choices, and all Modrian can do is silently support them.

"Very good." Sinjid smiled, pulled a copy of the data from the report, and read through the details.

"We've managed to isolate some of the power of the plague divinity through alchemy and incorporate it into Tucci's armor, but that's not enough."

"We can only use that part of the power roughly, and it will be a lot of waste, so ....." Sinjid paused slightly, and then said in a deep voice.

"I need help with this experiment, and I need someone to help me."

"Who?" Modrian's brows furrowed slightly, looking at Tucci inside the steel glass, in his spiritual perception, the aura overflowing from Tucci's body was somewhat similar to that of Grulath, the god who once hated the plague.

Without waiting for Sinjid's response, Modrian turned his head to look at the guy and saw a face full of helplessness.

"Sorry, the help you said might take a little time."

Modrian's eyebrows furrowed, and he realized the meaning of Singid's words, but it was not something he could decide on his own, and it needed to be solved by the system.

Indeed, in this alchemy laboratory, no one is more knowledgeable than Sinjid, and the help he needs is the many heroes from the Valoran continent who are on the technology side.

"How strong is Tucci now?"

Modrian stared at Tucci, who remained still, and asked out loud, he couldn't perceive Tucci's specific strength, which showed that Tucci's power had surpassed him at this moment.

......

......

Irwindale City.

The bitter cold of winter reigns in the Northland, and the cold wind blows wildly, but there are also corners that it can't reach.

The afternoon sun hangs in the sky, and the warm sunlight is sprinkled in the cold wind, spreading over the increasingly prosperous trading city.

Tick! Tick!

The ice edges of the eaves melted, and the murky droplets of water fell to the ground, splashing a few wisps of water.

A verdant horse-drawn carriage passed the crowd and entered the ice-filled street, driving slowly.

"Miss Sophia, you've arrived at your destination." Looking up at the exquisite guild hall in front of him, the Noxian blood-colored cavalry driving the carriage turned back and said.

In addition to him, there was a Scarlet Cavalry sitting beside him, and the two were responsible for Sophia's safety.

"Okay, please wait here." Sophia lifted the curtain of the door, got out of the carriage, turned and whispered to the two Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, and slowly entered the guild hall.

Hill Hall, a high-end hall run by Valoran's Hill family, is well-known in Irwindale.

It is said that this hall is run by Alva Hill, the eldest lady of the Hill family, and she is also a mage who has stepped into the transcendent path.

As soon as Sophia entered here, a front desk lady said respectfully: "Miss Sophia, welcome, Miss Alva and they are already waiting in the private room on the second floor." ”

Nodding her head, Sophia familiarly ascended to the second floor and came to the door of the private room for this gathering.