1645 Pollution 1
Facing the hundreds of black crystal bottles on the table that were only the size of a palm, Moritz asked, with a surprised expression. "How are you going to name it?"
Raymond, who had been working hard for a week to complete the refining and concentrating, tapped his fingers on the table a few times, shook his head. "This potion shouldn't be configured, it's better not to name it......"
Moretz, who had already seen the effect of this concentrate, had bright eyes and smiled. "It is the dream of many pharmacists to name their potions after themselves, because such an honor will last forever......"
"Maybe some potions can be passed on, but this kind of medicine represents complete ruin, I believe it will be notorious in the future, and this kind of honor should not be ......"
Moretz, who covered his mouth and chuckled, added a lot of charm to his eyes for a while, and the extremely tired Raymond returned to the room prepared for him in the castle after explaining the precautions, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Moretz, who understood the efforts made by Raymond during this time, quickly left the independent space of the old dean Seurat after putting away the concentrate that could be taken away and distributed, and rushed to the team that was constantly evacuating from the front line, preparing to launch a new round of attacks on the Sith.
The shadow fraction that was not recovered by Raymond and left in the test area was no longer cultivated and purified at this time, but used the special method specified by the chip before, and began to destroy the one qiē left in the test area.
The concentrate has strong corrosion, and the raw materials it is configured are extremely polluting. Therefore, the old dean Seurat has been watching from the sidelines, witnessing the destruction of all the substrates.
Three days later.
Raymond, who woke up from a deep sleep, walked out of the castle refreshed. After inspecting the one qiē in the test area, he withdrew the shadow score and summoned the girl Becky and the others to bid farewell to the old dean Seura.
"No, Tallister is driving the king with those giant rock statues, I naturally need to go over and join him, if you are not ready to go and exterminate those Sith people in person, come with me......"
Remembering Tallister, who had already taken the boulder statue on the road before. Raymond knew that he had been negligent, and when he left her separate space with the old dean Seurat, he returned to the valley of the Lan Hills.
The black-headed falcons who had been following the old hedgehog had been stationed here. During this time, I have adjusted my state and my spirit is very full.
Considering that the speed of Tallister who led those giant rock statues forward could not be very fast, Raymond also told him frankly that if he followed him, he would probably not have a chance to make a move before reaching the land of the tower. So it's up to them to choose. Do you want to follow your own path, or do you want to join the other teams and earn your own money for killing the Sith?
This seemed to have been discussed a long time ago, so the old hedgehog took his leave directly after a little politeness, and rushed to the front line with the black-headed falcons.
After contacting Tallister and obtaining his location, the old abbot Seurat set up a portal to arrive and rendezvous with him.
Twenty-four giant rock statues with a height of 100 meters are naturally immense.
It's just that Raymond was a little surprised. Their speed is not low, so the departure time is not very long. But it is only a dozen days away from the Sith forward line.
Because he had reached an agreement with Moretz before, the special crystals obtained in the Sith building would be the spoils of Raymond's battle, so Raymond, who was not in a hurry to rush to the front line, also slowly hurried away with the old dean Seurat.
But it didn't take long for Raymond's spell to begin flickering, and when he turned it on, he received a message from Moritz.
Moretz, who had arrived at the forward line, took the lead in attacking the three Sith strongholds after distributing the concentrates, and the atomized diluted concentrates used only took half an hourglass to destroy and collapse a huge Sith stronghold, and none of the vertical pupils escaped.
"Raymond, the consequences of diluting the concentrate fifty times are terrible......"
After Moretz finished speaking, he reversed the scene, allowing Raymond to see the vast desert area covered by gray-black mist.
A fallen human remnant, with its ruins and purple-black marks on its outer walls, is a testament to its struggled defenses, and eventually the destruction of the entire city that made it a Sith territory.
In the middle of the ruined inner city, the massive cone-shaped building was now shrouded in a thin layer of gray-black mist, only beneath the fog that seemed to be a barrier, it had become purgatory.
The vertical pupils contaminated with the diluted concentrate were either shriveled and as if they were dried corpses, or they were in the stage of rapid expansion, and they were actually piled up in the square in front of the door.
And the gray-black mist that rose from the body of some of the vertical pupils that had been blasted by internal pressure also expanded with the wind escaping, accelerating the advent of destruction.
Noticing that the surface has become purple-black, Raymond can't help but be a little annoyed. "Moretz, I have carefully explained before, a hundred times dilution can already reach the standard of destruction, you have to use fifty times the dilution atomization, so that the ruins of the city will become a forbidden area for decades, and the diffuse dilution will take a longer time and a larger spread range, before it can gradually weaken and degenerate, and dissipate!"
"Yes, it's that I shouldn't have disobeyed your advice...... But have you done any research and testing on the legacy that this dilution can cause?"
Raymond, whose face sank when he heard the sound, said angrily. "You were present at the final configuration and inspection, and you said that you must reach the maximum power!
Moretz, who was questioned, was speechless, with a tangled and distressed expression.
For Raymond, although he had not conducted a contamination test after completing the blending, the chip had deduced the contamination of various proportional dilutions, so Raymond was well aware of the damage it caused, but he couldn't accept Moretz's accusation, so it was naturally impossible to be polite.
From Guò's magical vantage point, the top platform of the Sith cone-shaped building had been contaminated by the rapidly sinking gray-black mist, and the original cyan outer walls seemed to be beginning to melt, and the gray-black slurry-like liquid mixed with the broken building materials began to peel off layer by layer.
In just a few dozen breaths, all the vertical pupils outside the stronghold had been dissolved, and the fog raised from the surface enveloped the cone-shaped structure, making it unstable from the bottom.
Facing the area that was gradually obscured by the gray-black mist, Raymond sighed, if the multiplying flora infiltrated into the Sith building, then it was obviously impossible to obtain those special crystals inside, so Raymond also broke the silence and asked. "How many strongholds have you captured so far?"
"This is the third one, and the teams from other directions are still advancing, and I believe that in two days its defense line will be completely broken......
Hearing this, Raymond was a little relieved, and after requiring that the dilution of the concentrate after the request must be strictly controlled, he explained. "Remember to mark these areas as forbidden areas, and I think it's more appropriate to expand 50 kilometers outward with the drop point as the center!"
Moretz, who heard the number, was stunned and immediately exclaimed. "Fifty kilometers, and how do you block it when the team reaches the Tower Land?"
"It is estimated that there are no living beings left in the land of the towers, and those towers of the heavens and the wizard towers of the ancient wizards, can they be said to have use value?"
Raymond, who was a little annoyed, made a sarcastic question, once again silence Moretz...... (To be continued......)