"I guess that guy will complain, right?"

On the iron crystal seat, under the huge alchemy reactor, the great master buried on the workbench suddenly raised his head.

The chief of affairs who was assisting from the side suddenly smiled: "Please forgive me for speaking bluntly, if it is below, maybe it will really seize power and usurp the throne...... It can be seen that His Excellency the Secretary is quite handy with this set. ”

"Today's young people, don't they know how to appreciate the good intentions of the leaders?"

The Grand Grandmaster snorted unhappily: "That guy, I don't even know the smell of hell on my body......"

"To be honest, I didn't smell anything out there. The chief raised his eyes and glanced at his superior: "Didn't your nose not smell many years ago?"

"It's just that I've become a little different from ordinary people, and although I've lost my normal sense of smell, I've become more sensitive in other ways, and sometimes I really don't know if the accident was good or bad. ”

The Grand Master's movements paused for a moment, and then he suddenly laughed mockingly: "Maybe twenty years earlier, I would be ecstatic because of such a change." ”

"I wish you had recovered soon. ”

The chief shrugged: "However, I'm more curious now, what do you mean by the taste?"

Ever since that furnace explosion, the Grand Master has become like this.

It should be said that being able to become like this is enough to show the great master's extreme attainments in alchemy.

Seventy-two percent of his skin was lost, he suffered severe burns, two-thirds of his body was lost, and his heart, liver, and intestines were all mortally wounded.

The stigmata shattered, and the soul was completely torn apart.

In the closed alchemy workshop, with no one to rescue him, after twenty-seven hours of self-treatment and struggle, he miraculously returned to the world.

The alchemist who forged miracles forged his life once again.

And at the cost of losing most of the emotion, all of the touch, the basis of life is sublimated from a fragile carbon-based synthesis to a miraculous operation.

His whole being has become an alchemy furnace, creating miracles from life all the time.

A black box.

No one knew the inner workings of this black box, and many people didn't even know whether the great master in front of him was the same alchemist he used to be, or a self-disciplined response machine that he had created by simulating himself before he died.

But the chief officer never doubted it.

Whether it was the person with severe depression in the salted fish state or the man in front of him who was emotionless and indifferent as iron, he could feel that his best friend was still in the shell in front of him, burning like a flame all the time.

And after abandoning the vast majority of human bodies and turning himself into a humanoid border relic, the Grand Master possessed a certain sense and vision that transcended common sense.

While becoming more and more inhuman, it is also getting closer to the essence of miracles.

All disguises and falsehoods were hidden in front of him.

Therefore, when the Grand Master talked about his feelings, the Chief Priest did not show any shock. What he wanted to know more was what the Great Grandmaster felt in this young man.

"Foul stench. ”

The Grand Master replied mercilessly, extremely disgusted: "That's the kind of ...... The stench of a naïve and stubborn dead bear child! If you don't look at the situation, the atmosphere, whether it's suitable or not, and you don't know how to restrain it, once you start to lose your temper, you will be in trouble and you won't be able to end it.

Once something is mixed up by such a person, it will always cause everyone a headache in the end.

He is the same as Russell in this regard, no wonder two bastards can see each other......"

"What else?"

"The sour smell can be smelled from hundreds of meters away, how many boats did that guy step on? Why hasn't it exploded on the spot yet? It's not strange that such a guy will be torn apart by his lover one day, right?"

"Ahaha, young people really know how to play. The chief of affairs chuckled softly: "If you want me to say, it is also a great specialty to be able to make girls like." You see, Great Grandmaster, you don't have that......"

The Grand Master raised his eyes and glared.

The chief of affairs shrugged his shoulders indifferently, it was not false at all: everyone has been partnering for so many years, who are you scaring about?

"What about the other than that?" the Registrar continued.

"What else?"

"To be envied by the great grandmaster, it shouldn't only be the advantages of idealism and good womanhood, right?"

"Jealous?" The Grand Grandmaster paused and frowned, "I'm jealous of him?"

"Yes, jealousy. ”

The chief of affairs raised his eyes and looked at them seriously: "If you want me to say, over the years, I have seen a lot of people who make you feel angry, but I want to make you feel envious and unhappy from the bottom of your heart...... And that's the first one. Is it because my old eyes are dim, sir, or am I misunderstood?"

After glaring at him for a long time, the Great Grandmaster finally snorted helplessly.

“...... Isn't your old dog's nose much smarter than mine?"

"Thanks for the compliment. The chief of affairs smiled and asked, "So, what is the answer?"

“...... Bitterness. ”

The Grand Master was silent for a long time, and said unhappily, "There is also a bitter taste. ”

"Bitter?"

"Yes, unlike the miserable bitter almond and tormented astringency, it's a very rare bitterness – like the last bite of poison. ”

After so many years, the chief still can't get used to the wonderful analogy of the Great Grandmaster, and it is difficult to understand what he means.

"The smell is not his own, there is something else left behind, and it is like hope placed on him. It's just that what they leave behind is very different from hope, and it is completely different from despair. ”

The Grand Master pondered for a long time and said softly, "If you insist on saying it, it will be liberation, right?"

The chief clerk was puzzled.

"That's right, relief, end, break - that's it, that little bastard doesn't know what he's done, how many people or monsters he's killed, but those people are all 100,000 grateful to him before they die, and they have no resentment. ”

At this, the Grand Master sneered, "I'm afraid he doesn't even know how terrible his attraction to hellish creatures is, right?

From the first time I saw him, I understood what Russell meant...... Since that old bastard is not afraid that his heir will fall into the abyss, why should I be amorous?"

After a brief silence, the chief of affairs glanced at the Grand Master in amazement: "Is this some kind of tacit dirty deal from the top up?"

"It's just a little tacit understanding because I know the other party's bad behavior too well. ”

The Great Grandmaster snorted unhappily and urged: "Be sharp, don't grind foreign work...... Also, how's the battle going?"

"The news from five minutes ago is in a stalemate. ”

The chief replied: "It is August who is in charge of the operation, and although the suicidal tendencies of that unreassuring fellow are a little serious, at least there will be no problem until he dies." ”

"Really?"

The Grand Master smiled evilly.

Raising his finger, he picked up the red-hot cauldron beside him, and poured all the resentment and calamity in it into the cauldron - and then, in the dancing firelight, the scorching red skull-shaped glass opened its mouth and let out a silent roar.

Succeed with flying colors!

This is the last thing left after the Grand Master killed the metal baby, causing the sub-control center to collapse completely.

When all the inconsequential foreign objects and things stored on it are peeled off, what remains is the most essential function of the sub-control center.

An interface to the core.

"I've read the report, but it's still a little skeptical. The chief of affairs approached curiously, and sighed: "Is this thing really useful?"

"Just try it. ”

The Grand Master reached out and took out the massive metal skull from it.

Like the most delicate wine glass, every detail is flawless.

As the flames dissipated, the red-hot skull goblet quickly reverted to its original pale appearance, as if it had been created using someone's skull.

It's just that in the originally empty cup, at this moment, drops of scarlet liquid slowly seeped out, exuding a fragrance, like a peerless wine.

But anyone who knew the inside story couldn't help but take several steps back, as if facing a great enemy, for fear that a little bit of it would spill on him.

The Grand Master held the wine glass, and after pondering for a long time, he suddenly showed an uneasy smile: "I remember that there is still a blood sample of Huai Shi here, bring it to me, and I will add a little more fierce material to it...... That's all good stuff. ”

It didn't take long for a tube of twenty milliliters of blood to spill into the glass, causing the wine in the cup to boil instantly. But soon, the liquid that turned from scarlet to pitch black was unbelievably clear.

It is colorless and transparent, and no aroma wafts out of it.

Only countless dream-like bubbles continued to rise from it, touching the air, silently shattering, and the dreams in it disappeared without a trace.

It seems that there is some kind of carbonated drink that is similar to happy water, and it will also make people happy

"Signal August. ”

The Grand Master held the wine glass and suddenly said, "Tell him that the storm is coming." ”

The chief turned around and hurried away.

Soon he returned again and solemnly bowed to the Grand Master.

"Isn't it lonely when there is only day and night?"

In the dead silence, the Grand Master raised his wine glass, as if he was toasting to something invisible, and smiled coldly: "Let's add some ingredients here......"

His wrist flipped.

Pour out all the liquid from the cup.

Almost infinite sweet liquor poured out of the glass, falling with the movements of the Grand Master, and disappeared into the air in an incredible way.

No more nowhere to go.

Instead, there was a tremor and roar from beyond the Iron Crystal Seat.

That's the dome of the sky—

At this moment, under the dim light of dusk, clouds suddenly appeared out of thin air, hanging over this land that had been dry for thousands of years.

Thunder roared, and the heavenly drum was played.

The hurricane began to sweep through thin air, and then an eerie chill enveloped everyone's hearts as the clouds grew rapidly.

With the remote control of Hell being pressed by the Grand Master.

The storm is coming!

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It's the last day of the month.,Ask for a ticket.,Finally finished the code.,I started to read the event post.,Strive to announce the results and rewards after dinner.。