Chapter 1072 Business

Damn, you thought I was willing to come. I want to kill him after hearing these guys' sarcasm every day. If he wasn't a member of the Burning Tower, I would have killed him long ago. √∟,

But if I don't come, how can I know how far these bastards have researched? Who knows if they are just perfunctory to me? What if the research results are used on their people?

Dilasi couldn't help cursing fiercely in his heart. He looked around carefully and found that there was indeed no one guarding. Then he took a step towards the door.

But in an instant, a circle of magic patterns appeared under his feet, and three glass bottles filled with dark green liquid appeared in front of him.

Three potion bottles with runes printed on them exploded instantly, and the black liquid filled with rancid smell shot towards Dilasi like three water arrows.

Dilasi's face changed in an instant, and his body retreated hurriedly, while holding up the magic shield.

The three black water arrows shot at his magic shield, and in an instant, the magic shield was like three big holes eaten by insects, and the magic power could not cover them again.

The water arrows sprinkled on his robe, and suddenly a large amount of white smoke came out, a pungent smell filled the air, and a sizzling sound continued to ring...

The robe was corroded with small holes, and all the places infected by the venom were corroded. The solidified defensive spells and runes on the robe were all corroded and completely lost their function...

Dilasi was horrified and quickly took off his robe and threw it aside.

But in an instant, two balls of fire exploded in front of him, and the air wave of the explosion blew his body away, and the shattered stones hit him. Dilasi couldn't help screaming in pain.

In particular, a piece of shattered stone hit his eyes, making his eyes red instantly. Tears flowed down with the sour pain...

"Don't do it, it's me. I'm Dilas!"

Dilas held up the rune shield, dodged backwards in fear, and shouted loudly.

After being hit by three more explosion spells, three wizards appeared behind the magic fences.

Ski frowned and looked at Dilas outside.

"Oh, it's Dilas, didn't I tell you not to disturb our research? We sensed the magic fence warning. We thought it was some low-class thief who came to steal things, but it turned out to be you.

Sir Dilas, have you forgotten what I told you yesterday?

Damn bastard, we are at a critical moment in our research, and we have even found the key idea. If you hadn't interrupted us, we would have been able to find a solution in three days at most.

Now it's good. Just because you interrupted us for no reason, we may not be able to complete the research in ten days.

Sir Dilas, is your brain broken? Why is your memory so bad!

Fortunately, you are not a member of our Burning Tower, otherwise. If you interrupt our research, you will only be sent to the mines to mine with those dirty orcs!"

Ski cursed viciously. Another wizard on the side sneered and refuted.

"Sir Ski. This has never happened in our Burning Tower. Even a stupid slave knows not to disturb an alchemist's research."

The three Burning Tower mages sneered at each other. Dilas stood outside the magic fence, his face flushed, and he dared not refute a word...

Knowing that these people did it on purpose, he had no way to explain...

Almost disfigured by the corrosive potion, and almost seriously injured by the magic explosion of these three bastards, after escaping the trap in a miserable state, he faced the sneer of criticism.

Unfortunately, no one could confirm anything about the alchemist's research. No one could refute what the other party said was the key point...

Dilas could only accept it with a pinch of his nose...

After being scolded and scolded for a long time, Dilas didn't say a word. His mind was full of Ski's words that the research was about to be completed...

Dilas didn't refute a word,

He lowered his head and pretended to be a turtle. The three mages of the Burning Tower were no longer in the mood to scold. In front of Dilas, they set up a bunch of vicious trap arrays around the magic fence, and then returned to the alchemy laboratory to continue their research...

There was no one around, and Dilas smiled.

The research has reached the most critical part, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. Hehe, I knew that the Burning Tower was an ancient mage force with a deep foundation...

These arrogant bastards are a little arrogant and annoying, but they have researched most of it so quickly. As long as this last part of the research is completed, we can use the blood of the beast god to complete the final extraordinary transformation and become a true heaven-level strongman...

Heaven-level strongman, as long as I become a real heaven-level strongman, I don't have to worry about his revenge next time I see Mr. Raphael. If there is a chance, let him suffer enough, and it would be best to kill him...

Let him know how big the gap is between his burst of heaven-level strength and the real heaven-level.

And Morgan, that greedy vampire, I found the secret without him, and also found a way to use the blood of the beast god. Let's see how he can squeeze me!

Back in the temporary camp, Dilasi was happily thinking about what would happen after he broke through to the Heavenly Stage. He couldn't calm down even with his meditation magic, so he simply fell on the bed and rested.

After a while, Dilasi began to snore evenly with a bright smile on his face.

After sleeping for a few hours, Dilasi began to laugh, and finally woke himself up with a smile...

After opening his eyes, the smile on Dilasi's face still did not fade. Thinking back to the dream, he couldn't help but smile.

What a good dream, and this beautiful dream is about to come true, breaking through to the Heavenly Stage, and then Lord Raphael hugged my thighs and cried and begged me to find a way to break through to the Heavenly Stage. All the things that happened before, all don't count...

And he also wants to give me a lot of benefits. The Sky City will also give me their sub-city, just to find a way to break through to the Heavenly Stage...

Mafa Merlin, that stupid guy, failed in his research, and there was a big problem with the use of the blood of the beast god, and he became a useless person.

Morgan, the greedy vampire, the stupid groundhog who turned his face away from people, cried with regret, knelt outside the door, begging to be my slave...

Dilas happily recalled the things he dreamed of in his dream, and the more he thought about it, the more proud he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his choice was indeed right.

He couldn't help but run to the outside of the temporary alchemy laboratory again, stretched his neck to look for a while, although he didn't see anything, Dilasi inexplicably gained a lot of confidence.

After leaving the temporary camp of the Burning Tower, Dilasi took the two people to fly to the temporary camp where Lin Yun was.

After landing outside the camp with a proud look, Dilasi raised his head, looked at the people in the camp with disdain on his face, and then strode into the camp. While walking, one of Dilasi's men scolded the two wizards who came.

"Where is Mafa Merlin? Where is Morgan Henry? What's going on? Didn't they see that our Lord Dilas is here? Why didn't they come to greet him? They are really rude. They are just country bumpkins from the countryside. They have no manners at all.

Mr. Morgan is really something. He actually mixed with these Andalusian country people. His manners have dropped a lot. In the past, Mr. Morgan was as well-mannered and polite as our Lord Dilas..."

Dilas sneered at him and did not stop his subordinates from speaking in a way that was obviously suspicious of provoking trouble.

After a while, Morgan was notified and walked out with a dark face.

Looking at Dilas, who was arrogant and proud in the distance, and Dilas's two subordinates who were grinning like mad dogs, Morgan gritted his teeth.

Damn it, this bastard, he really came again, begging me, and he dared to put on such a high attitude. Should I kneel down and beg him to come, and then give him a bottle of golden temptation potion?

Dilas, this idiot, is even more stupid than the stupidest groundhog in the wilderness. If I squeeze your last penny today, don't even think about making this deal with Lord Merlin!

Morgan walked over aggressively and looked at Dilas with a cold face.

"Lord Dilas, have you forgotten the most basic etiquette of visiting? Who allowed you to enter our camp directly? According to convention, we can kill you as an intruder.

Go back and learn what the courtesy is recently before coming here. This place is not suitable for you. What you want is not here."

Morgan waved his hand and was ready to turn around and leave. He didn't even plan to give Dilas a chance to explain.

Morgan turned around and walked away with a sneer on his lips, while still counting the time silently.

In less than three seconds, this idiot will definitely rush up to apologize to me in shock, one second, two seconds...

Sure enough, Dilas looked around with a smile, a look of disappointment in his eyes, and saw that Morgan seemed to be really going to leave, so he spoke to stop him.

It's a pity that the hateful guy Mafa Merlin didn't come out. If he came out, I would have humiliated him severely and made him regret his previous actions. He lost the best chance to gain my friendship.

It's a pity that Mafa Merlin is probably still studying the blood of the beast god. The last time he succeeded, he was probably lucky. After such a long time, no one of them has broken through to the heaven level again. Among his subordinates, there are two or three who are at the level of ninth-level titled wizards...

Morgan, this idiot, thought that the blood of the beast god was very easy to use. The mages of the Burning Tower, with the records and books accumulated by the Burning Tower for countless years, spent so much time to finally find a clue, and the final results have not yet been completed.

How could Mafa Merlin, a countryman from Andalusia, be stronger than the alchemist of the Burning Tower and a creator? If I were to ask him, he would probably call himself a creator only in a place like the Kingdom of Andalusia where there are almost no alchemists... (To be continued...)

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