Balonye came out of Fiona's alchemy workshop in a state of despair, his face pale, as if he had just experienced a nightmare.

Everything just now was indeed a nightmare for him, and the spitting star-studded fleshy face still appeared in front of him.

He subconsciously wiped his face, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or the guy's saliva, it was all water anyway.

It's obviously the first time they've met, and he doesn't even know what the other party's name is, but hell, as long as the other party asks something, he will answer honestly, as if disobedience to the other party will have terrible consequences.

When he honestly revealed the true purpose of his filthy filth, the long discipline began.

"Minibus, I have to criticize you."

- It started with such an opening statement.

He listened in silence.

It's not a few sentences at all, it's like a thick stack of speeches prepared in advance, endlessly, and the tone of the discipline gradually escalates, and the more you go to the back, the more stern it becomes.

By the end of the day, he was almost on the verge of collapse, his knees trembling, and he almost fell to his knees.

, what the hell is he talking about? I don't understand it, but it makes sense.

I was wrong, I was really wrong, please stop and let me get out of here.

He didn't know exactly how long it had been, but it felt like a century was long.

Even so, he did not dare to resist at all, just as he did not dare to resist his superiors.

He's a villain who tends to be inflammatory, a soft guy who bullies good and fears evil, and a slave to power through and through, so Chief Domna asks him to take off his pants, and he takes them off faster than when he goes to the ticket.

And that white and chubby guy is even more terrible than Chief Domnako.

But it's weird, I don't know that guy at all, why am I afraid of him?

The words of instruction and criticism still echoed in his head, impacting his sanity, and he felt like his head was going to explode.

He covered his head and walked down the street, never wanting to go near the shop again.

Inside Fiona's Alchemy Workshop.

Belus and Lil, father and daughter, stared at the strange middle-aged man beside Ringer in amazement, both of them shocked by the momentum he had had taught Baronye a lesson.

"Master, I don't think that guy will come any closer here."

As soon as Balonye left, Moutai immediately changed his flattering expression, and the majesty just now was gone.

"What did you do to him?" Ringer frowned and asked.

"Using the fear in his heart to carry out spiritual domination, this is the ability given to me by my master." Moutai lowered his head and said humbly.

Sure enough, the ability is not the same as the preset. Is there a problem with the arrangement of the runes?

Thirty-six kinds of real materials make up Moutai's body, and the runes make up his soul, and his character and abilities all come from the runic language of demonic alchemy.

He decided to go back and take a closer look at the book "Demon Runes: From Beginner to Practice", which was also the work of Sain's great-grandfather, Reddy's grandfather, who was both a demon king and an alchemy master.

Under Uncle Beluus's puzzled gaze, Ringer took Moutai to say goodbye and left, and the doubts in his heart urgently needed to be answered.

After seeing the two of them walk out of the store, Belus turned to look at his daughter and asked, "Lil, where did that fat gentleman come from?" ”

Liel muttered, "...... It's alchemy. Mr. Ringer created the man using alchemy. ”

Belus's eyes widened.

The alchemy of creating life?

Some people died, but not completely......