Chapter 40: The Light Will Give Me Glory

Harlan picked up the potion-making list, read it through it a few times, and began to identify the herbs on the test bench.

There are dozens of herbs of different shapes on the test bench, most of which are above the seven-star level, and two of the herbs are six-star herbs. Among them, there are still a few herbs that Harlan doesn't know, but Harlan knows all the pharmacology of other herbs.

It doesn't matter if you don't know herbs, the senior pharmacist assessment not only assesses the pharmacist's herb cognition, but also tests the adaptability and research skills of each pharmacist.

Harun picked up these herbs that he had never seen before, and examined the pharmacology and properties of the herbs first.

The essence is extracted, condensed, purified, and then impurities are removed, and the pharmacology and properties of the herb are tested according to the conjecture and the requirements of the drug.

None of this was difficult for Harlan. After half a ring, Harlan thoroughly studied the properties of these herbs that he had never seen before.

Next, Harun condensed all the medicinal materials except for one herb into medicinal liquids, medicinal stones, medicinal powders, and so on. After all the herbs were condensed, Harun didn't waste much time in purifying and removing impurities, but in a moment, the liquid medicine and powder on the test bench turned into pure materials.

In the process of making potions, each herb is treated differently, some are condensed in liquid form, some are in powder form, and some are in the form of lumps. Of course, there are some special herbs that cannot be condensed and purified, otherwise the medicinal properties in the herbs will be destroyed.

Finally, the most difficult step is to craft potions and make potions.

Harlan first picked up a crystal bottle containing a clear, viscous potion and placed it on the heating rack.

When the transparent liquid gradually turned yellow under the scorching flames, Harun hurriedly picked up the uncondensed herb, took its rhizome, and carefully peeled off the outer skin, and took out a milky white strip of cotton from it.

Putting the strip-shaped cotton core into the pale yellow liquid, the boiling liquid instantly turned red, at this time, Harlan was holding a crystal bottle with green medicinal powder in his hand, his eyes were staring at the change in the color of the liquid, and his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

The moment the potion turned from red to crimson, Harlan poured the green powder into the crystal bottle.

I saw that the originally boiling liquid medicine calmed down instantly, the temperature plummeted, and the crimson liquid medicine also turned transparent in an instant.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud bang on the door rang out behind Harlan!

Harun, who was staring at the potion, frowned and turned his head, only to see several werewolves in heavy armor break through the door and stride towards Harun.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this, Harun's heart was greatly puzzled, the heavy armor styles on these werewolves had never been seen before, and they were obviously the private guards of the City Lord's Mansion.

Harlan's brows furrowed, the sweat on his forehead became more and more, and soon his sideburns were soaked, "What are you doing here, why are you bothering with my senior pharmacist assessment?"

Harlan deliberately emphasized the words senior pharmacist, hoping to find a trace of awe in the eyes of these fierce werewolves.

It's just that the werewolves who walked towards Harun had cold and calm eyes, as if they hadn't heard his angry shouts.

"One-six-zero-three-five-three-seven?"

When several werewolves walked up to Harun, one of them, who looked like the leader, took out a piece of leather paper from his bosom and said with a murderous voice.

"What the hell are you going to do? Why are you bothering me to make potions? If you delay my senior pharmacist assessment, I will definitely report this to the city lord, this is disrespectful to the pharmacist, disrespectful to the senior pharmacist!"

Harlan didn't answer the werewolf's question, but roared anxiously, "If you delay my assessment, it will cause irreparable damage to the First City, the Eleventh City, and even the Holy Land!"

The so-called Holy Land, that is, the Abyss Hell. In front of the werewolves, of course, Harun didn't dare to mention the words Abyss Demon Hell.

The werewolf guard didn't pay attention to Harron's anger, but said coldly again, "Last time, are you 1603537, Harun." ”

"If you don't answer, you will be killed!"

"I am, I am Harlan, number 1603537. Seeing that all the methods didn't work, Harlan said in frustration.

A hint of fierceness flashed in the werewolf's cold eyes, and he put away the leather paper and said heavily, "Take it away!"

The two werewolves rudely grabbed Harlan by the arms and dragged him out the door.

"Click!"

The crystal bottle in Harun's hand was shaken to the ground by the power of the werewolf, and it shattered into pieces with a click, and the liquid spilled to the ground.

............

"You're really not going to leave the Abyss Hell with me?"

The Thirty-Third Holy Son shook his head with a smile, "Since I was captured in the Abyss Demon Prison of my own volition, how could I escape?"

In the underground prison of the first city, after Merge's repeated persuasion, No. 33 was still unwilling to leave the Abyss Demon Prison with him. Even if Merge wanted to open the abyssal shackles for him, Thirty-Three shook his head and refused.

For the stubbornness of this Holy Son of the Holy See of Light, Merge can be regarded as having seen it, no matter how Merge persuaded him, No. 33 kept shaking his head with a smile and a dashing face.

What happened in the Holy See of Light, Thirty-Three was reluctant to speak, and Merge had no way of knowing. Even the Holy Son's voluntary entry into the Abyss Demon Prison was really incomprehensible to Merge.

"Locked up in the Abyss Hell, in the private lair of the Abyss Clan, it's going to kill you, you know?"

Merger's brows furrowed, he really didn't know what to say about this holy son who had saved him. Merge didn't want to see him fall into the Abyss Hell, dying under the minions of the Abyss Clan, but the stubbornness of Number 33 really made Merge helpless.

"To die for the truth of the Light, to die for the spread of the Light, this is the glory of being a people of the Light God, it is my glory, and what is there to fear from me?"

No. 33 smiled slightly, his smile was full of sunshine and ease, "The first article of the doctrine of the Holy See of Light reads: Holy light, will give me glory. It's just that no one has ever believed and really paid for the Light......"

"You go, I won't leave the Abyss Hell, until I prove that my heart's quest is correct. ”

Thirty-three waved his hand to Merger, motioning for him to leave the underground prison as soon as possible so that he would not be discovered by the guards.

"I wish you success ......"

The sound of handcuffs and chains clashing echoed in Merge's ears, and he shook his head helplessly, jumped up along the hole in the roof.

Just as Merge was about to block the entrance of the cave, the voice of Number 33 came from the mouth of the cave, "There is no need to block the entrance of the cave, the air in here is too stuffy, and the light is not good." ”

"Also, there's one thing I'd like to ask you for your help with, if you see Little Doudou, it's the Devouring Beast that devoured the Werewolves, please take care of it for me. Thank you, Merger......"

Merge turned around and looked through the hole, and he saw that Thirty-Three's eyes were shining with an unwavering light.

"I promise you. Merge nodded and turned to leave.

(Two long-lost watches, I am immortal~) (To be continued.) )