Erica hadn't been sitting down for half a minute when Gascoigne followed.

He brought bad news, though.

"The Marquis is defeated, and the spirit body is restrained and cannot return to the body."

"Lost?" Erica looked stunned, blinking her eyes, and couldn't help but look at someone who was calmly drinking coffee. Just a few dozen minutes ago, the man told her with great certainty that Vauban would lose.

At the time, she wasn't convinced.

Because the [Red Punishment of Karma] impressed her too much. The raging sea of fire that swept most of the city in one breath, what a terrifying scene, if you change someone with almost no psychological endurance, I am afraid that you will wake up scared when you sleep.

In addition, another power of Vauban [Otherlands Dragon] has brought personal heroism to the extreme, and the black dragon in the spirit state is incomparably powerful, no less than Typhon's body, although it is not clear to see the specific combat process, but just a little mana that overflows can catch up with her, which shows how much the strength of Vauban in the 'manifest form' has improved.

Still, Vauban lost.

"You don't seem surprised." Unlike Erica, Ling Yi seemed very calm, and Gascoigne was not blind, how could he not notice?

"If you knew the 'universal solvent,' you'd react the same way I did."

Ling Yi raised his glass very funny, quite leisurely.

"Are you talking about one of the vast phylogenetic trees in alchemy that was born to make the first substance - a solvent that claims to be able to melt any substance?" Gascoigne's eyelids jumped, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"The all-purpose solvent that comes from the hands of ordinary people is only more powerful than strong acids, but it is only limited." Ling Yi thought of something in a trance, pursed his lips tightly, and tapped his index finger lightly on the table.

"But if the other party uses Typhon's venom to make a universal solvent, the marquis's advantage will become his weakness." Gascoigne picked up the topic. Sighed deeply.

In Greek mythology, Hercules accidentally wounded his teacher Charon during a hunt for a centaur bandit, using an indestructible arrow given by his teacher. The arrow passed through the body of a centaur bandit and struck Caron in the throat behind. Charon was immortal, but Hercules' arrows were soaked in the poisonous blood of the hydra Hüdra, and Charon felt pain and torment more than death. At that time, Prometheus was guilty of stealing the Heavenly Fire for human use. Tied to the Caucasus by Zeus and tortured, Charon decided to exchange himself with Prometheus, allowing Prometheus to regain his freedom and give up his own eternal life, so that both parties could be freed.

Hydra was one of Typhon's many sons.

The dragon's strength is nothing more than a strong physique and indestructible minions.

Encountering a universal solvent made from Typhon's venom is no different than a moth to a fire.

It doesn't matter if it's three, seven, or twenty, it's all dissolved for you.

Gascoigne could even imagine Vauban's aggrieved old face.

"In the face of such indiscriminate methods, with the character of the Marquis, asking him to retreat or ask for help is tantamount to slapping him" Gascoigne shook his head, regretting why he hadn't stopped him in the first place.

In this way, he lost a heavyweight combat power and forcibly did not lose.

It's too late to regret it anyway.

"I'm ready for it. What about you? ”

"I need a little more time."

"How long?"

"By six-fifty, half an hour."

After receiving Ling Yi's accurate reply, Gascoigne turned around and left without saying a word.

Those who didn't know the situation thought that the two had broken down

A scarred black dragon fell on the ruins of the street, its limbs pierced by translucent chains, and its huge dragon eyes glared angrily at the figure in front of him, which was very short compared to him, no matter how much he twisted his body, he knew the reason very well.

"Amazing resourcefulness to think of hiding the universal solvent in the chains formed by artificial spirits."

Due to the special constitution of the godslayer. Whether it's magic or spells. Everything that contains mana is excluded unless it works directly in the body, but it doesn't logically work.

Although later it was thought that the oral transmission of the guò was the form of kissing.

But John's solution was simpler.

The solubility of artificial spirits to spirits plus the solubility of substances by universal solvents.

They are not inherently any kind of magic, nor do they contain any magical properties.

Alchemy.

Despite the use of this word, there is no magic with more variety and variation.

Greece, Arabia, China, Europe splendid because of the Renaissance. A general term for these magics that have developed in isolation and in isolation around the world, or in communication with each other. It's the so-called alchemy.

"Honestly keep your mouth shut, and when it comes to you, it will come in handy." John said nonchalantly.

Gaze, demeanor, and tone of voice always maintain a unified pace.

There are no emotional fluctuations.

-- Emptiness, nothingness.

The black robe on his body was completely destroyed in the battle just now, and the body wrapped in black mist reflected two layers of figures from time to time, one was himself. One is the hundred-headed dragon that roars in the sky.

This is the price of 'eating'.

To be precise, it was not a unilateral devouring, but a self-consciousness that was integrated into Typhon's body.

"No one can stop me."

Hearing the other party's muttering, the black dragon laughed loudly,

"It's a fresh feeling to watch your prey fall into a trap."

Ignoring the taunts of the losers, John walked towards the building at the end of the street, the Houses of Parliament, without looking back.

"Here we are."

The lobby on the second floor of the Houses of Parliament was silent.

Just then, a voice suddenly came.

It's the assistant Terra.

Gascoigne sat in the conference room without saying a word, and the LCD screen already showed a certain figure.

"Let's get moving."

"Yes!"

Tla swallowed slightly nervously and hurriedly exited the conference room.

Slowly rubbing his fingers, as his breathing gradually accelerated, the slightest hot breath seeped into the blood, and ignited his body in an instant.

"If you are the undead, you can sleep forever."

The corners of the Black Prince's mouth rose into a calm and penetrating smile.

The moment John stepped into the hall, the spirit blurted out.

"Singing of the winds of illusion, O night of the last light, all travelers, the journey of helpless thorns, accompanied by deep sorrow, and the abandonment of hope!"

The leather shoe stomped the ground.

The Third Power Activation!

A miraculous scene happened.

The hall and the shiny tiled floor that he had seen before suddenly turned into an endless swamp, and John's eyes widened slightly, and before he could react, his feet sank, then his knees, then his waist, chest, arms, and head, and in less than a moment he sank completely.

It was later taken by the princess. Alice named the power of the 'Great Labyrinth'.

Modify the interior of an underground river structure to create a giant maze to drag enemies into. However, according to the level of intelligence of the user, it is the creation of the zào divine power that gives the corresponding weight to the threat to the enemy.

It is the power that the Black Prince Alec usurped from Minos, the god of the earth and the labyrinth.

"—let me crush you."

Gascoigne clenched his fists. (To be continued......)