Outside the Crystal Palace, two figures who had escaped into the shadow world followed the route Mu Yan had obtained from Saru's mind all the way down, and now they had touched below the water level, getting closer and closer to the wine cellar where Amacer was.

The two of them walked very steadily along the way, and the guards who patrolled the night were all knocked unconscious by Ricky, and then Mu Yan made a layer of qi element scaffolds to help them stand firm, so it seems that it can indeed be regarded as "sneaking in".

There is a very familiar road in Saru's memory, he seems to have walked countless times, but what is at the end of the road is unknown, maybe that memory has dissipated, maybe he doesn't know it at all, and Mu Yan has no way of knowing this. But what he was sure of was that there was something terrible at the end of the deep corridor that he walked down this deep corridor.

The closer he got to the answer, the more he felt an air of eternity, familiar but bewilderable. It seems that the people of Tallinn also noticed this, and Ricky, who was usually chattering, stopped talking.

The atmosphere began to become a little solemn, and coupled with the isolation of the desert magic circle in the corridor from perception, Mu Yan walked more and more slowly, and then simply stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ricky asked.

"There may be problems ahead, and we need to find a way." Mu Yan replied, turning his head to look behind him.

"Pathfinder?"

Ricky didn't know why, but after a while he understood. A fat snow-white figure flew in from a distance, it was Hedwig who had been squatting outside in a daze after the two people entered.

"You...... Don't worry about it? Ricky seemed a little unbearable.

"A legendary assassin who wanted to assassinate all the guards to complete the 'infiltration' but was persuaded by me now finds it unbearable to let a pet bird explore the way?" Mu Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

"That's up to you." Ricky shrugged. "I've just been with it for a long time and have feelings."

Ricky was right, as the best scout in the team, this man and bird were acting as spies all the way to Vadan City.

"Rest assured, it's the brave Hedwig." Mu Yan smiled, and then threw the fat bird out. "It's my bird."

"Tsk, your bird can fly, that's amazing."

"Shut up!"

Mu Yan gave him a blank look, and it took a long time to stay with the Tallinn people to discover his annoying hidden attributes.

"Flutter", Hedwig bravely flew towards the darkness, its body emitting a faint white fluorescence, illuminating the surroundings.

At the end of the spiral corridor is an enchantment door, Hedwig exploded with a "bang" in front of the enchantment, forming an elemental vacuum that caused the elements on the enchantment door to begin to collapse, and the powerful suction force made the originally dense elements thin, like many holes appeared in an impermeable wall.

At the same time, the fat bird, which had not yet regenerated at this time, and was still in its elemental state, passed through the door unhindered, as casually as running water through a flour sieve, without destroying it or causing alarm. The newborn Hedwig then converged at the other end of the barrier gate.

It shook its feathers and continued to fly.

But then, through its eyes, Mu Yan saw many shuddering things.

It was a hall with a ceiling more than four meters high where a magic core the size of a baby's head was inlaid every two or three meters.

Mu Yan recognized that it was from Eldridge, which was originally a wild level 7 demonic beast that lived in the Cold Valley, and was later captured by the Heru people and cultivated into a tool specializing in producing magic cores.

Eldridge is an extremely devouring beast with a muddy lower body and an entity upper body, depending on the creature it has recently devoured. Since it was captured and bred in captivity by the Heru people, this magical beast only has its lower body. The Heru people will feed it all kinds of garbage containing energy, and finally give birth to a demon core in its body, and then collect it.

This kind of magic core is often very round and full, almost free of impurities, and the Heru people will carve thirty threads on it, just like the scale of battery power, every thirtieth of the energy used up, it will be darkened, the design is very clever, and every thirtieth of the energy is also counted as one el. Just like the electricity bill, the magic cost in Vadan City is 400 gold/el.

A few days ago, the Golden Basil Leaf Casino where Mu Yan and Glazer were located was open 24 hours a day, and the magic consumption of the desert magic circle for a week was 50 el, that is, less than two magic cores. But now, there are hundreds of cores densely embedded in this wall, and their light is dimmed as quickly as the floodgates are discharged, and the devil knows what it is powering.

Through the glimmer of light emitted by these demon cores, the jars filled with green liquid around them could be seen clearly.

There are all kinds of organs inside, soaked and white, Mu Yan is very sure, most of them are the beast characteristics of orcs, such as the horns of the bison people, the ears of the wolf people and the tiger people...... Many jars were even soaked in half-grown orcs, their mutilated bodies slowly gathering at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if there were a pair of invisible hands weaving bones and muscles.

He remembered the story he had experienced. In order to save money for his treatment, Mu's father and Mu's mother buried some vegetable rhizomes left over from cooking and cutting them in the artificial soil on the balcony of the hospital, and new ones would grow in a short time.

Now, the characteristic organs of these orcs are performing a similar function, namely seeds.

"This woman...... Is she the devil? ”

Just looking at Mu Yan felt anger surging up in his head, although he didn't know what method she used to "cultivate" orcs like this, but it was unacceptable for him to treat life as a leek in the garden and harvest it regularly.

Morningstar's library has a book called "The Ancient Horn", which tells the history of the evolution of the Bison tribe, which mentions that "these orcs settled in the Kadra Highlands near the Hogarth Snowfields after 588 A.D., and because of the reduced intake of hot plants and wind and frost erosion, their horns gradually became rough and smooth, and after two generations of evolution, the horns also grew brown fur to keep warm......"

The horns in front of me are all bare. It was clear that it came from an ancient bison, and at this rate of growth, the orcs that grew out of this horn did not know how many stubbles had been harvested, no wonder she had a steady stream of orc warriors, and there were at least hundreds of cultivation tanks here, which were enough to sift out strong individuals.

Ricky noticed Mu Yan's anomaly, thought he was in danger, and looked around vigilantly. The Tallinn man suddenly moved his ears, and he noticed that someone was coming in the distance.

"Hide." He reminded that Mu Yan woke up from his anger and hid with him.

It was Neo and the wizard guard, and there were four or five people behind them, all of whom were hurried and slightly flustered.

Mu Yan and Ricky repeated their old tricks, followed behind the two, knocked the two unconscious the moment they opened the enchantment door, and rushed in.

Fifty or six warriors in their seventies who were close to the legend were as weak as children in front of the legendary assassins.

Passing through the barrier gate, Ricky was also stunned by the scene in front of him. But compared to Mu Yan, the people of Tallinn, who were more sensitive to smells and sounds, were not disturbed by the desert magic circle at all, and quickly noticed the abnormality, grabbed Mu Yan and ran in one direction.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yan asked.

"I have a bad feeling." Ricky's face was solemn. "I heard the sound of my heart beating, very strong, a terrible heart."

"Heart?"

"That's right, and there's the sound of blood flowing, can't you smell blood?"

Mu Yan carefully observed the jars, only to find that there was a red tube connected to each liquid culture tank. At this moment, a dull roar came from a jar on the left hand side of the two, and an orc who seemed to be "mature" suddenly opened his eyes, held his neck with both hands, and spat out a string of bubbles in pain.

His struggle seemed to alarm something, and a vine sprang out from the bottom of the jar and stabbed tentatively in his thigh. The pain made the orcs tense their muscles, but it didn't help, and the vines were as casual as sharp knives stabbing into butter blocks. Immediately afterwards, the vine seemed to be disappointed with the test results, and decisively climbed upward, wrapping around the newborn orc like a python, the tip of which pierced through his throat, and the orc struggled desperately but to no avail, and could only slowly lower his arms and accept the fate of death.

Then, little by little, his flesh broke down and was absorbed, leaving behind two bare horns with stubble, which retook root in the green liquid.

Not a single drop of blood is oozing from the whole procedure, and the fluid remains clear at all times.

Mu Yan saw clearly, the hose below was not a hose at all, it was a vine, that was the exposed part of the vine that had been pierced just now. Now, flesh from the orcs is transported as nutrients along the vines and into the distance.

Mu Yan hurriedly used the mage's hand to overturn the wooden floor on the ground, and the two chased the vines all the way forward.