"Nikolai, you bitch, that's my newly invented super basic unit viewing glass, take your claws away, I'll move it myself. ”

"Addison, the goddess of life is above, do you dare not open and close the door of the thermostat back and forth?

In Sinkid's alchemy laboratory, there was a slight excited roar of this old man, and there was only one reason why he was so happy, with the abundant funds of the Char Empire and the support of the royal family, he joined forces with those three old friends, plus Don Quixote, he suddenly felt that immortality was only one step away from him.

"By the way, Don Quixote, how are we going to get out of here?" Looking at the pile of data records that were very important to Sinkid in the middle of the laboratory, alchemy materials, equipment, etc., Sinkid clapped his hands with satisfaction, obviously, everything useful in this alchemy laboratory had already been moved over.

"Don't rush to that," Don Quixote looked around, "are you sure there is nothing important besides that now?"

Sinkid looked at the already slightly messy lab with a slight reluctance, and finally shook his head, "It's gone." ”

With a wave of Don Quixote's hand, a magical barrier surrounded the five people standing in the middle of the alchemy laboratory, and everything outside the barrier seemed to begin to change, as if more than a thousand years had passed in an instant, the wooden planks inlaid on the walls began to yellow, and finally became decaying and falling off, and the parchment paper became dry and wrinkled, and the only thing that seemed unchanged was the test bench made of stone, but in fact it had become extremely fragile, as if it had been weathered for many years.

"Smack!" a snapping sound echoed through the alchemy lab, and everything inside the lab turned to dust except for the walls themselves

"Okay, then there shouldn't be any clues left," after that, the pile of things on the ground was directly put into the space ring by him, and he took out the teleportation scroll that he bought from Arthas for 40,000 Char gold coins, as for why it cost 10,000 less, the reason is also very simple, Char gold coins are more valuable than British gold coins, just like the US dollar and the yuan, although the exchange rate of gold coins in the Char Empire has been much lower due to the recent disaster, but in fact, it is still a hard currency that passes through the continent!

"We'll use the teleportation scroll to leave, but I'll explain it first," Don Quixote said to the four guys who were nearly half a hundred years old who were obviously shocked by the spell just now, "Because you are ordinary people, you should fall asleep for a while after teleporting, for the sake of your soul's safety, it is best to wake up naturally, so now, if you have urine and feces, hurry up and dispose of it, otherwise, the consequences will be clear to you."

Half an hour later, the four of them returned to the alchemy laboratory again, obviously having dealt with everything according to Don Quixote's words, at this time, Don Quixote tore open the teleportation scroll, just like when he used it for the first time, the surrounding space was first solidified, and then the core range was shattered, and a huge mouth like a black hole devoured all the five people present, and finally the space healed again under the rules of the big world, and in the old alchemy laboratory, there was only a pile of dust that seemed to have been washed away by time for more than a thousand years

In the study room in the palace of the Char Empire, Char Qin put his legs on the desk as always, leaning on the soft and comfortable bench behind him and pretending to sleep, after a period of space fluctuations, the space not far in front of the desk in the study clicked and shattered, and the soul of the ancestor in the Nine Dragons Golden Scepter came out for the first time, but after perceiving the familiar soul fluctuations coming from the space, he returned to the Nine Dragons Golden Scepter, of course, the indecent posture of his descendants, it also found out, but in its opinion, if the opposite is the man, his descendants may not care too much

"Whew~" Don Quixote, who was a little dizzy, shook his head, after being upgraded to a mid-level ring mage, the general legendary-level spells could no longer make him incapacitated, at most, he was a little drunk, a little dizzy, but the other four people, as Don Quixote said before, were already lying down, and Don Quixote incorporated some of his own spiritual energy into the souls of each of the four of them, so that they could wake up after sleeping for almost a day.

At this time, Don Quixote saw Char Jean lying there, and she didn't react at all to such a big movement, "Sure enough, it's a flower in the greenhouse." ”

"When~when~" Don Quixote turned around and knocked on the table a few times, Char Qin opened his eyes a little confused, "Don Quixote?ah!" Seeing his posture, he suddenly screamed, first closed his legs, and then took it off the table with a flushed face

At this time, there were only two people left in the study, Don Quixote and Char Qin, the four alchemists who were already lying on the corpse, were sent to the secret base by the most elite Golden Scale Guards of the Char Empire under the order of Char Qin, and naturally Don Quixote was no longer needed, Char Qin knew the importance of these people to the Char Empire, because of the probability, Don Quixote had already told her, but this hateful guy did not say that he would come through the teleportation scroll, and he was still in the king's study.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm getting more and more like a queen," Don Quixote looked at Char Qin, who was still a little red, and joked, naturally he was referring to the momentum when Char Qin ordered the Golden Scale Guards just now, which made him vaguely feel a little similar to Arthur Pendley, "It's just that the taste of underwear is a little worse, and it's different from what I thought, so I chose pink."

"Smack!" Char Jean is not Arthur Pendri, and he can't teach this cheap man a lesson on **, so he can only slap the table to vent his frustration.

"Hehe," Don Quixote raised his hands in surrender as he looked at Char Jean in anger, "We may not have much time left, my intuition tells me that this guy is likely to do something after the beast tide comes, so it is extremely necessary to study what he did to the monster before then, and, what did you do with the thing I told you?"

"Hmph, don't worry, the ancestor has already used the secret method you gave to check everyone in the secret base, there is no gap for that guy there, and the secret base has been maintained by the ancestor with a magic array, no one can get out, there will be no problems." ”

Don Quixote narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't be so optimistic, don't forget that guy has a bald head to help, as the saying goes, there is no wall in the world that will not be penetrated by a trace of wind, and it is not easy to grasp the initiative, for the sake of safety, such a standard secret base, and build another twenty, but don't waste it, all of them are used to develop formal alchemy, and put this special mixture in it, in this way, we can paralyze that guy to a certain extent, and when we crack it, even if he finds out, it will be too late." ”

"Okay," Char Qin nodded, obviously with the wealth of the Char Empire, Don Quixote even said that it would not be a problem to establish another hundred, but that would be too ostentatious, after all, alchemy has just started in the Char Empire, too much ostentatious will attract suspicion, the so-called low-key highest level is reasonable, as long as it is reasonable, no one will doubt you.

"So be it," Don Quixote stretched, "I'll go back first, and when those guys come to their senses, I'll probably study with them during this time, and try to crack that guy's secret as quickly as possible." ”

"Oh"

"How about it, senior," Don Quixote communicated with Char Donghai through the Mirror of the Firmament, most of the time Char Donghai does not store his soul fragments in the Mirror of the Firmament, but this time is different, although he has not been in charge of this empire for more than a thousand years, and he doesn't want to care about this empire, but it was established by him himself, and there will always be some nostalgia, especially when he can see his descendants.

"It's not good," Char Donghai's voice was as lazy as ever, and he could still hear the noise around him, and it was obvious that the middle-aged man had nothing to do and ran to serve as a city defender.

"I can't imagine that a guardian spirit I made casually back then has become the last reliance of this country," Char Donghai's tone revealed a trace of helplessness, "The bloodline inherited from that little girl has already awakened, but until now it is only a high-level mage, you can imagine how dependent my descendants are on this guardian spirit, if this guardian spirit really dies, I am afraid that this seemingly prosperous empire will fall apart in an instant." ”

"Everything has two faces," said Don Quixote, who sat in the carriage and swayed along, as if he did not agree with Char Tohae's opinion. It is precisely because of this guardian spirit that the Char Empire has been able to develop peacefully for more than a thousand years, without waging wars with foreign countries, without civil wars, and civilians can live with three meals and one night, and there has been no bloody plot of mutual vendetta between royal families, in my opinion, if this huge empire is really handed over to your descendants, and he completely releases the power inherited from your bloodline, I am afraid that this world will already be in chaos. ”

"Ha," Char Donghai chuckled, "very pertinent, if you are a king, you must be a conservative, and you have no interest in expanding the territory. ”

"Except for careerists, normal people have no interest in war, and every time a war ends, whether it is won or not, there is a thick layer of white bones under it. ”

"That's right, one will make a thousand bones wither. ”

"Is the language of your hometown?" Don Quixote asked curiously, but he reminded himself once in his heart that he could not say anything related to ancient China in front of him in the future.

"Well, that's pretty much what you just said."

"By the way, senior," Don Quixote suddenly thought of the hateful sub-artifact of "Lantes", and told Char Tokai about it, "I don't know if your Mirror of the Sky can destroy that sub-artifact?"

"It's your turn, quick, walk over the secondary artifact in order?" Char Donghai, who had finished commanding a group of adventurers, pondered for a moment, "With the protection of the Buddha, it is difficult, under the vow of the inner demon, he will protect him with all his strength when the oath master is in real danger, and there is only one chance to make a move, so you have to make a good choice yourself, if my existence is exposed, then I can tell you for sure that from now on, you will not have the opportunity to get close to him." ”

Regardless of whether Char Donghai could see it or not, Don Quixote, who was squinting, nodded slightly, obviously having made a decision in his heart, "Ahh~" A sneeze interrupted Don Quixote's thoughts, "Yes, is someone cursing me?"

On the Supreme Bright Plateau, in the golden Sun Temple, the Light Messenger, one of the seven great priests of the radical faction, held a piece of information in his hand, which was one of the confidential information that his subordinates had painstakingly stolen from the Holy Maiden.

"Don Quixote", a very young priest, looked at this information several times, and then threw it aside, obviously in his opinion, a powerful ring mage, or a lich, to deal with him, it is necessary for the priest to take action personally, the nameless division is easy to cause the protest of the temple of life, not to mention, to deal with the lich is naturally to use that magic, for a small lich who can't make much waves and lose his life, this kind of thing, the high sun priest will not do it.

Obviously, this inconsistent thinking guy is just worried about his own life, and if Xiu Haile knew that the information he had worked so hard to gather was lost by this priest, he would probably vomit blood three times in anger

(To be continued)