Although the battle outside the city was intensive, but because of the barrier of the magic array guarding the city, there was no vibration in the city, so when Moeller and Rex entered the gatehouse of the city wall under the leadership of the old man with a big nose and went to a room, closed the door and isolated the sound of battle, the environment was suddenly quiet as if the war was just a dream.

I saw a middle-aged female magician wearing a pale green robe and a white bib on her head, facing a table of potions master equipment and constantly busy, obviously a potions master.

In a large crystal bottle next to the table, about four liters of clear liquid, the female potions master was taking a sample from the crystal bottle, pouring it into a flask, and burning it on the magic stove.

"How's it going?" asked the big-nosed old man bluntly as soon as he entered the door.

The female magician shook her head with a not very good face and said, "Not optimistic. I have found out that this is a low-grade filthy poison, and it is not fatal unless the poisoner is old and weak, but will continue to vomit and diarrhea, and the whole body will be weak, and it only needs a bottle of the same low-grade dysentery potion to be cured. But now the scope of poisoning is too extensive, even if we levy the dysentery potion from all the magic merchants in Pamore City, I'm afraid it will not be enough!"

The old man with the big nose knew this truth, and he was not surprised, but said: "This is easy to do, the limited potion only helps the soldiers and the old and weak, and the young and middle-aged people can make some diluted potions to relieve the symptoms." The top priority is to remove the poison from the well, otherwise the drinking water problem will not be solved, and chaos will soon break out in the city. ”

The female magic potion master shook her head and said helplessly: "This is the same reason, although it is not difficult to make the medicine that relieves the toxicity of the well water, but it is not easy to purify the water of more than a hundred wells, it can poison tens of thousands of people together, and the filthy poison that the other party puts into the well water must be massive, we don't have so many potions to detoxify, even if it is just to purify the water of the people in the city for a day, we can't do it!"

As she spoke, the sample she had just taken out was already boiling in the flask, and then she took out a leaf of a green plant and dripped the boiling water on the leaf, which quickly turned black.

This is the leaf of the white chaste tree, an intermediate magic plant, which is very sensitive to a qiē toxin, and it turns black, indicating that boiling is completely ineffective against the filthy poison in the well water.

Although the old man with the big nose was an enchanter, he also knew a little about potions, so he came up with an idea and said, "Maybe you can use a few general antidote herbs to alleviate the toxicity, as long as you drink it and you don't get sick immediately." ”

"As a last resort, I have to do this, but the water that comes out like that must smell terrible!"

The female magic pharmacist was also helpless, she felt that the old man's method was quite feasible, and at this time she could only treat it differently, providing the people who participated in the battle with water purified by the medicine, and the civilians who did not participate in the battle could only drink the bitter water that relieved the toxicity - just to ensure that they would not die of thirst.

Moller had not been involved in the discussion between the big-nosed old man and the female apothecary, and his research on potions was too far from the ground to be considered well-informed, so he could not give any good opinion on the situation.

However, when he was listening to the discussion between the two, he accidentally saw the flask containing the sample, and the female magician did not take the flask off the magic furnace because of the discussion, so the sample well water was gradually burned dry, and the clear water that originally looked colorless and transparent turned into a small pool of light gray dirty water after a large amount of steaming and concentration.

Moeller's heart moved, and he pointed to the dirty water in the flask and asked, "Is the ingredient in this a filthy potion?"

Rex was not interested in the topic they were discussing, and only stood with Moeller, dozing off boredly, and only when Moeller could speak, he came to his senses, leaned in and sniffed the flask that Moeller was referring to, and then nodded affirmatively and said, "It smells of rotting corpses." ”

Originally, because Moller spoke out loud for the first time since he entered the door, the female magic potion master glanced at him, but Rex's words made her face pale - there are indeed many filthy poisons made from rotting corpses, and in order to increase the evil magic in the poison, the corpses of humans who have been killed are often used, she just doesn't want to think about it, and the poison made of a large number of human corpses is thrown into the well, which is really chilling and very disgusting!

So the female magician consciously ignored Rex's words, and only answered Moeller's question: "What is left in the boiling water is indeed filthy potions, and they are very difficult to decompose!"

Molewen took a white green leaf from the table, placed it on top of the flask, and let it be edified by steam, and laughed and said, "Since the poison is always in the water, maybe the steam that rises is clean water!"

The other two's eyes lit up when they heard this, they had just fallen into a fixed state of mind, only thinking about detoxification by means of potions, but they didn't think of the simplest distillation, so they all stared at the green leaf in Moller's hand, only to see the green leaf gradually condense water droplets in the steam, but always kept green, and was overjoyed.

"Great! It only takes a few transformers to make a pool of boiling water, and you only need to build a roof at the top of the pool and set up the most ordinary cooling magic array to get a steady stream of non-toxic water!" The old man with the big nose is worthy of being a high-level enchanter, after being reminded by Moeller, he instantly thought of a set of simple and feasible, and the most inexpensive means of implementation, Moeller just happened to perform some simple transfiguration, and the three of them built a small model indoors, and a real yàn down, sure enough, they got the clear water.

"Yes, yes, I called you and it was right, a big problem has been solved, and all the people of Pamor will thank you!" the big-nosed old man praised Moeller happily.

"It's just a fluke, and the specific implementation depends on everyone. Moeller didn't dare to take credit, and the big-nosed old man didn't say more, he still had a lot to deal with, and after the problem of the water source was solved, he handed over the plan to the female magician to deal with, and he himself led Moeller to the city to observe the battle.

"Why did the attack stop?"

As soon as he got outside, he didn't hear the sound of the rumbling stone throwing against the magic shield, and the big-nosed old man became puzzled, and he went to the commander to inquire about the situation, but the white-faced commander was in a cold sweat, and he couldn't speak, but just handed him a monocular in panic.

The crystal lens in the monocular is an enchanted item, and it also depicts a magic array, which can clearly see the scene dozens of miles away, and the old man with the big nose looked in the direction pointed by the commander, and his face suddenly froze.

"When we opened the watchtower, the other party's magic was complete!" said the Commander's face was sad, looking extremely depressed.

The big-nosed old man suddenly jumped up, knocked him on the head with the monocular in his hand, knocked the helmet on the commander's head crookedly, and he cursed: "What are you afraid of! The big deal is that the guardian magic array has been broken, wouldn't you have fought without the guardian magic array? Your courage has been used to pay for prostitution? Hurry up and arrange defensive fortifications!"

The commander was knocked unconscious by the big-nosed old man, and the wolf bèi held on to his helmet and ran to gather people to prepare for the destruction of the guardian magic array.

Originally, Moeller didn't understand how the good guardian magic array was about to be broken, and he was about to ask the old man with the big nose, but he saw that in the direction that the commander had just pointed out, a dark cloud like blood and ink intertwined, was quickly floating towards the side of Pamore City.

"This is ......" Moller was a little dumbfounded, he wasn't sure what kind of magic it was, the scope was far beyond the scale of all the magic he had seen before.

"Rank 1o master-level magic, fire realm clouds!" said the big-nosed old man with a solemn face.

"Could it be that the Lord Protector Lachman has made a move?" Moller was shocked, he thought of Hamilsa in the City of Mad Dogs, the strongest master had promised to stop the Lord Protector of the Kingdom of Ristan from interfering in the battle between the royal family and the Duke of Rose, could something go wrong......

Just when Moeller thought about it farther and farther, the big-nosed old man shook his head and said: "Of course it's not the Protector Master, if it is Luckman's Crown, we only have to open the city gate and surrender, even if the Siege Magic Array of Pamore City is in a state of complete victory, it can't stop Master Rackman's meteorite from falling from the sky three times!" This fire cloud is in conjunction with the magic array, consuming a large amount of precious magic materials summoned from the fire element plane, the person who presides over the magic should be a 9th order magician, and the attack power is not as good as the magic power of the real magic master himself, if the guardian magic array of Pamore City is not destroyed, it can still resist, but now it ......"

Moeller could judge from the tone of the big-nosed old man that the destruction of the guardian magic array in Pamor City was only a foregone conclusion, and his heart couldn't help but feel heavy, once the guardian magic array was broken, the battle to defend the city would inevitably cause a lot of bloodshed and sacrifice, and in the whirlpool of war, no one dared to ensure that he was absolutely safe.

After determining the situation, the old man with the big nose stopped staying in the city, but beckoned all the magicians, demon warriors, and magic archers to return to the city.

"The attack of the fire cloud is more scattered, it is attacked by an endless stream of fire rain landing, although the magic array defending the city is destined to be broken, but it can at least last for half a day, during this period, those enemy troops outside will not attack in the fire rain, so the city head is left to the soldiers of the construction fortifications, we have to use this time to prepare for the big battle, everyone go to the city lord's mansion to receive war materials!"

The lord of a city has the right to collect taxes within the territory, but at the same time has the obligation to use this material to build the city's defense reserve system, in which the reserve of magic weapons, armor, potions and other magic materials is also a very important part, whenever the big war comes, most of the ordinary level can be used as combat consumption to participate in the battle of the operator, a small part of the precious treasure can be used as a reward, encourage everyone to fight bravely, and improve the strength of the fighter.

This was a very normal thing, so everyone thought that after arriving at the City Lord's Mansion, they would at least receive some armor and potions to restore their strength, but they only saw Hudson, who was pale, leading another group of practitioners with very ugly faces.

"What? the war reserves are empty!" the big-nosed old man yelled angrily, glaring at Hudson to ask why.

"It's not our Marchi City Lord yet!" Hudson was also very annoyed, and said angrily: "We only knew that he often drank and squandered feasts, and his financial situation was very bad, but we didn't expect that even the contents of the war reserve were emptied!"

"It's so hateful, it's a disgrace to the nobility!"

"How are we going to fight this battle? Do we have to pay for war supplies out of our own pockets?"

"I've known for a long time that Lord Marc is not a person who can be trusted!"

Hudson saw that this would be very detrimental to the next defensive battle, so he reassured him and said, "Don't worry, we will find a way to solve this matter." ”

"How to solve it?The magic array of defending the city will be broken in a few hours!" At this time, Hudson's usual prestige was also a little insufficient, and an old man who was a high-level magician like him retorted.

"What's the matter, Uncle Hudson, what's wrong?" At this moment, William, the son of the city lord, came back from outside, his face was tired, he obviously didn't understand what was going on, and when he saw that everyone looked very annoyed, he was very surprised and asked Hudson, the closest mage.