Cheese's panic soon subsided, and he devoted 12 percent of his energy to the potion at hand, completing with great speed and skill what would have taken an ordinary apothecary a day to complete with skillful handling of the instrument.

It was only when the layered ointment placed on the broad leaves was presented on the table that the mood of the gray robe really stabilized. Doubts about the Lord of the Grey Tower won't be answered so easily, and he doesn't need to hurry.

"Do you think it will work as we hoped?" Wei Ya looked at the ointment a little nervously, it had not undergone experiments, had not been measured and adjusted, and all the imagination of its function came from the experience and intellectual reasoning of the two concoctors. The probability that it will cause problems is as high as the probability that it will not work, and the probability that it will work perfectly?

That's probably just one of the narrowest sides of the possibility dice.

"I don't know, what do you think?" Surprisingly, this time Cheese did not give a positive answer, and he did not give a positive answer, but said for the first time that he was not sure.

Pharmacy is a rigorous and tedious knowledge, even if the type of material is correct, the slightest difference in dosage and the negligence and incorrect preparation of the method can lead to deterioration or even complete confusion of the efficacy. The formulation and production process of any potion is the result of thousands of experiments.

"If you want to test a new bottle, you have to drink it and see how it works. The old man naturally uttered something similar to slang, summoned the stick insect hiding in his sleeve, and let it crawl onto the table.

Interestingly, it was his staff that was to be used for experimentation, but the old man showed a completely different demeanor at this time, the frenzy that burned in the calm was eight points similar to the cheese at the dissecting table.

The potion was quickly and carefully applied, and the stick insect remained inactive from beginning to end, and its species were known for their ability to remain still. It wasn't until the old man said a word to his staff in a foreign language that the emerald green slender body gracefully unfolded from the center, revealing the wings folded behind his back.

The transformation of stillness and movement is surprising, but it shows that the two forms are indeed the same being. The stick insect with its wings spread out soars into the air, and when it reaches a certain height, its body pauses slightly. That's the limit of what Wei Ya's magic can reach. Under the gaze of several people, the slender insect slowly but surely continued to climb upward.

Wei Ya let out a sigh of relief, and joy crept up her brow, which seemed to her to mean that the potion had succeeded. But when she looked at the two configurators happily and wanted to congratulate them, she saw that the faces of the two were very solemn, "What's wrong with you? Isn't the potion successful? Look how steady it flies! We can leave this hellish place soon." ”

"How long do you think it will last?" Cheese's words slammed into the head of the female mage, who looked at the gray robe in a daze, and then turned to look at the high-flying stick worm.

To verify something, she used a vision-enhancing spell to deliver her magic to her eyes, and the enhanced vision was captured, and on the slender shell of the worm's body, spots representing ominous death had appeared. Those spots spoil the beauty of this insect.

"Pinault has always been very good at patience. It will do its best to help me. There were tears in the old man's eyes, and it was a sad thing to say goodbye to a companion who had been with him for a long time. Especially since it died to save them.

As the makers of the potion, they didn't know how uncertain the effect of that ointment was. But there was no time, they couldn't make any more adjustments, and the so-called test in the experiment was actually another name for treating dead horses as live horse doctors. Even two masters who are proficient in pharmacy will find it difficult to make a potion with just the right amount of ingredients at hand overnight. If it could, it could no longer be called a feat, but true magic.

No one spoke, and they watched silently as the stick insects fluttered in the air, and finally slowly fell back to the ground and came to the old man's arms. Its tentacles met the old man's forehead, and its emerald green body was covered in black spots, like paper about to burn.

Three seconds, after three seconds, the brave insect lost its ability to move, and although its body remained in its original form, it was no longer alive inside. The first victim, it seems, is insignificant.

"Come on, I already know where that path is. We'll have to step on it before it can be found. "The old man put down the body of the stick insect and left it here. There was no longer a lifeless shell that could no longer be retracted into his cuffs, and they could not take it with them. And according to the meaning of his words, the safe passage is not fixed on the rocky ground, it seems to have some kind of fluidity.

The pace of the team on the road again was heavier than at the beginning, and they had already experienced the heat once, and they didn't want to go through it a second time. The physical strength that had just recovered a little began to drain rapidly.

But this time there was no more advice, and at best, they are still moving forward with a purpose. As long as you can find that safe passage, you can no longer suffer this sin. Until, the old man who walked in the front stopped his steps.

"Is this the safe passage?" Lolo looked incredulous, and the others were in a similar state to her. Except for the old man who knew the target in advance by exchanging information with stick insects, the people, including Cheese, couldn't believe their eyes.

Because what appeared in front of them was not a road in the conventional sense, but a rock with limbs. Is it a rock? If it is a rock, why is there a faint breathing float?

"Be quiet, don't disturb it. The old man made a gesture and motioned for a few people to stop exclaiming. He stepped forward slowly, admiring the creation that was more amazing than the work of any creative stone carver.

It was a giant tortoise, but both the shell and body of the tortoise were covered in a thick layer of volcanic rock. In particular, the obsidian cooler on the huge turtle shell looked unusually shiny.

"I can understand that it is simply in a state that can resist lava because it is walking too slowly to avoid the eruption?" Wei Ya looked puzzled, but still tried to give what she thought was a reasonable explanation.

"No living thing can resist lava with its flesh. Unless it's the devil or the devil. To put it more extremely, even the Demon Lord can't actually bathe in lava. Cheese said lightly, and walked after the old man, getting a closer look at the mythical creature. The female mage behind him became even more confused, because anyone who knew anything about demonology knew that demons were creatures that could survive lava.

But after getting along along this way, she could be sure that the gray robe was not a person who spoke his mouth, especially since he also mentioned the demon lord in his words. Why did he know? Where did he know? Could it be that he had seen a living demon lord and survived?

"Whether it survives lava or not, it looks like it's going to be able to walk on the ground here. ”

The male in the source made a concluding remarks, saying that his sister was the weakest in the team and therefore had the most urgent need for safe passage. Besides, his words are not wrong, no matter where the creature in front of him comes from or what kind of ecological habits it has, it is undoubtedly an adaptor in this area, and it must have a way to get out.

"Come up, this turtle has a word on its back!"