Pierre's full name is Adolf Pierre.

He was one of the first alchemist apprentices to follow Hines.

Alchemists have no hierarchy, and the strength of alchemists depends entirely on their alchemy achievements, and their works represent their rank.

In the past thirty years, Pierre has been unknown among the alchemists of various countries on the mainland, and few people know that Pierre's alchemy achievements have actually been qualified for the title of master.

Maybe he's not as good as his mentor, but he's much better than Andrew.

In the valley at night, the magic lights are still on.

Pierre was looking at the medicine pool not far away with a serious face at the moment.

The medicine pool was like a coffin, and the dark green potion glowed with a faint green glow under the magic lamp, filled with the smell of death.

There was a corpse soaked in the potion, and it was none other than Biehler.

The poor boy who had been drained of blood by a vampire wasp became a little swollen under the soak of the potion, and his whole body was painted with all kinds of weird symbols. A small circle was arranged around the medicine pool, and some strange silk threads ran out of Beehler's body and were connected to the circle.

Several apprentices gathered around the corpse, and when the light of the circle dimmed, they pulled out an energy hedron and replaced it. Allow the energy to continue into the body in the medicine pool.

You can clearly see that in the center of Bueler's body, something seems to be squirming.

Perhaps preoccupied with it, they didn't notice that a shadow was approaching in the darkness not far away.

With the help of the shadow of the mountain itself, Gong Hao walked on the edge of the cliff of death.

He knew that once he was discovered, only death awaited him.

Buehler ...... What the hell are they doing to you?

Gong Hao's heart trembled slightly.

The hateful thing was that he couldn't get too close to the medicine pool.

No one knows what kind of methods alchemists have to find people who are hiding. Gong Hao held his breath and completely hid himself in the darkness, trying to transport the qi from his body to his ears, trying to expand his hearing in order to discover the hidden secret.

Damn Lancelot, the use of vindictiveness is ever-changing, why can't he teach himself more?

Whether it is the outward release of vindictiveness, or introverted, or hidden, or keen vision and hearing, it is necessary to have a subtle understanding of the use of vindictive spirit. Gong Hao only felt that the air flow in his body kept colliding, rushing so much that his brain was almost blowing up, but it didn't help his hearing in the slightest.

On the contrary, it made him a little dizzy.

You must be calm, since you are here, you must not just look at the scenery from a distance.

Gong Hao took a few deep breaths.

He closed his eyes, relaxed his whole body, and let the fighting energy flow freely in his body like that cheerful water... Gradually, he felt that he had become one with the darkness.

Trying to channel the air evenly throughout his body, he could feel his touch sharpened.

One step further, one step further!

The wind, blowing gently.

An apprentice spoke: "It's almost time. ”

Yes, it's the wind.

Sound is transmitted in the air, and what you want to capture is not the sound, but the breath of the wind.

He tried to sense the wind in the air, to taste the call of the wind spirits. It was as if countless lives were whispering in the air.

Gradually zoom in.

"Lord Piye, the recovery rate of flesh and blood activity is only twenty-five, and you can't conduct the magic pattern experiment, do you need to increase the supply of magic circle energy?"

It was an apprentice talking.

Pierre snorted: "Forget it, it's useless to increase it." What about the other aspects?"

"The soul has completely dissipated and it is impossible to make flesh golems. But the worst thing is that the implanted spirit body is in a withered state due to the loss of life nourishment, may I ask Mistress Pierre, do you want to take it out early?"

"This is a newcomer?"

"Yes. ”

"Damn, it's not even thirty days, and you haven't even met the minimum requirements, what good can it do?"

"My lord, do you want to take it out first?"

Pierre sighed softly: "Let's take it out and take a look first." ”

"Yes. ”

An apprentice with a sharp knife slashed Biller's stomach. Despite the darkness of the night and the distance between them, Gong Hao saw the apprentice take out a small ball of flesh from Bieler's body.

The meat ball has hands and feet, as well as a well-defined face, and it is clearly a villain.

The apprentice gave the ball to Pierre, who dropped a few drops of potion on it. The fleshy ball's originally closed eyes suddenly opened after being stimulated by the potion, and with a loud cry of "wow", it bit down on Pierre.

Before the ball of meat bit him, Pierre pinched it hard, and it burst into a rain of scarlet blood.

"Hmph, there is no fully developed failed product, and it is useless to keep it. ”

After thinking about it, Pierre said to the apprentice: "Peel off this person's flesh and prepare to refine the undead puppet, damn Andrew, this matter is not handled well, a spirit seed has been wasted, and there is some trouble in delivery." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Pierre lowered his head and muttered to himself: "It seems that it is time to say hello to Andrew, new servants, don't arrange for them to do those dangerous jobs for the time being." There are not many spirit seeds......"

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"Wow!" Gong Hao couldn't restrain himself and spit on the ground.

Although he had known for a long time that the secrets in the valley would not be a good thing, as long as he did not discover them with his own eyes for a day, he still had a glimmer of hope. For example, maybe there are some secret palaces under the valley that need to be built by hand, or is there some other way to get these people away?

More than once, I hope that those terrible thoughts in my heart are just a kind of unwarranted suspicion, I hope that I just live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and I hope that all my worries are just the sad suspicion of a small person.

There had never been a time when he had been so desperate that he was wrong, but the cruel truth told him that everything he had thought of before was true. ......

Gong Hao didn't know how he got out of that valley. He was completely numb and almost shouted on the spot.

He knew that he would not leave again, but he was afraid that he would not even think about leaving in the future.

He hurried back.

Then he spat dirt on the ground.

He felt like he was going to vomit all his intestines.

Lightheaded.

He didn't see much, he didn't know much, but that was enough.

Hines and his assistant apprentices are treating each of their servants as an experiment. Living people are to be used for experimentation, even corpses will not be spared.

It seems that they have a lot of experiments that require living people, and there are many alchemical products that consume human lives.

Like the flesh golems.

And that bloody and hideous and terrifying, even in the immature stage, it exposes a fierce and violent, cruel and murderous terrible meat ball.

Damn it!

He finally understood why the gang had gone to such great lengths to keep every batch of servants working here for at least a month before taking them away.

They could have left a permanent group of servants and sent the newcomers directly to do the experiments.

Obviously, they had secretly planted that so-called spirit seed for each of their servants a long time ago. It is likely that these spirits entered their bodies through their work or through their diet. This kind of thing is like an alien, parasitic in the human body and grows by devouring the essence of human flesh and blood. The ball of flesh is parasitic in the human body for at least a month, and then falls into a long sleep until one day it is awakened by some special drug and removed.

Judging by the performance of this meat ball, this is definitely a terrifying killing machine. It's sure to be much more powerful than puppets like puppet warriors and flesh golems. And now, there is no doubt that I have this thing in my body.

Purgatory Island is conducting a series of horror studies for the Reims Empire, providing weapons of various levels. Ordinary, advanced, cutting-edge, and even the Dark Horror King level.

Someday, they will cut open their stomachs and take the spirit out. No matter how hard you work, you can only survive in exchange.

Even if he could escape from this terrible hellish world, who could guarantee that one day, this damn seed would not end its slumber on its own and burst out of his belly?

If it is said that Gong Hao was still making sufficient psychological preparations, and once he found out that the situation was not good, he immediately tried to escape, then now he has completely given up the hope of escaping.

He finally understood why Lancelot had cowered away by the peaceful lake, perhaps only in this way could the sin in his heart be alleviated, and only in this way could he be kept away from those bloodthirsty, cruel, inhuman bastards.

Butchers? To describe them in such words is simply an insult to butchers.

"Bastard!" Gong Hao roared in a low voice, "Even if I die, I will drag you all to hell!"