Chapter 877 No One Is so Blind

Unexpectedly, after going through the most difficult development period at the beginning, the subsequent struggle has been smooth and smooth. It is simply crushing.

This mediocre development was completely beyond Huaishi's expectations. He was originally prepared to write hundreds of thousands of words in the Book of Destiny, but he didn't expect to skip the early stage by just brushing it up.

But this is normal.

He has Grand Master Mikhail as his backer, Eternal Freeze Furnace Heart as his assistant, and the remains of Grand Master Publius as a mediator, not to mention his vast network, and most importantly, the almighty Tong Ji's assistant. .

Even the referee is on my side!

Unless you encounter a bug player like the Grand Master who needs to fight, what can other non-Krypton players use to fight against you?

Just like now.

The moment the door to the eternally frozen heart of the furnace opened, the face of the alchemist on the other side quickly turned ugly.

After originally comparing the height difference between the towers on both sides, he planned to grit his teeth and struggle. Making good use of the venue mechanism may not necessarily mean he has no chance of winning.

But when the incarnation of anger walked out of the darkness with two rays of fire in its eyes, his majestic looking hell group became trembling.

When the white deer, the embodiment of compassion, quietly emerged from behind, the summoned object in the front was almost unsteady.

Literally.

On this battlefield where grass suddenly grows and birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, it seems like spring has arrived, everything is growing and vegetation is growing wildly.

Countless poisonous flowers and evil weeds spread their ever-changing poisonous strains. Wherever the green light passes, everything decays.

However, the Paradise Guards who rushed up from behind brandishing giant axes and swords all seemed to have taken drugs. Their bodies were swollen and full of energy. They were shouting random war cries, and their ferocious faces were covered with green eyes.

After using casting technology for three iterations, these guards have become out-and-out iron kings. The shortest one is more than three meters tall. Not a single part of the body is original, and all are relic-level equipment that have been activated through the art of casting.

Paradise Guardians Twilight Land Collector's Edition V3.0!

In addition to the number increasing several times, the addition of heralds, elite swordsmen, artillery squads, etc., and more detailed classifications, a new branch and advancement has even evolved - the Twilight Knight.

Theoretically speaking, these are the cavalry under the prince's command to protect the kingdom.

But I don’t know why, but after combining it with Twilight Land’s technology, it becomes a little weird...

Because these guys are not riding horses, nor chariots, nor even motorcycles with hanging carriages, but locomotives driven by huge and heavy steam engines!

Those steam trains were completely black, with a rough beauty of a classical style, with sharp corners protruding from the bottom, stained scarlet by blood.

There are no rails, but its maneuverability is not inferior to that of a tank, and its speed is astonishing.

The most eye-catching thing is that there is a strange round face hanging directly in front of it that looks very similar to the puppy of Friendship. The style of the painting is extremely weird.

Huai Shi always felt that something was wrong.

But in short, just become stronger, there is no need to care too much about other things!

When six steam locomotives burst into the battlefield with loud and high-pitched whistles, and the heavy artillery was raised and slowly aimed at the array in front, the alchemist on the opposite side finally couldn't stand it anymore under the continuous refreshing of the world view. .

I am completely impressed by Huai Shi's unique painting style.

With trembling little hands, he took off his glasses.

"...I, I admit defeat."

On the throne of the Sun Maker, Huai Shi shrugged and praised: "It was a good fight."

Along with his words, the giant deer incarnated with compassion emerged from behind his opponent, glanced coldly, and then disappeared silently.

As a result, in the collapsed tower, only a dead skeleton that instantly decayed was left.

Dissipated in the wind.

Soon, with the roaring sound of the mist, a new piece of land was added to Huaishi's territory.

This time around, the land restrictions are also rather odd.

It was as if the land close to the furnace had its own high-temperature environment, and the concentration of abyssal sediment in the ruined temple was astonishing.

Because of the interference brought about by Publius's Mystery-making Ritual, Helios has now been completely transformed into hell, and the resulting land mass has more or less negative effects.

The reasons for its formation are often related to the distortion of the land mass itself.

At the same time, this will also have a huge impact on the outcome of the battle.

Before this, Huaishi's only defeat in a duel before the gods was when she competed with others for the broadcast center of Helios.

It can be said that I fell headlong into the gutter and couldn't climb out.

Because the restriction on that piece of land is... no singing!

It even prohibits all rhythmic sounds that can be called melodies!

For others, it is a completely insignificant restriction, but for a disaster musician like Huai Shi, it is simply the most desperate disaster. His instinctive playing method has already brought about the crisis of sudden death in an instant.

Every heartbeat and every breath is a countdown to death.

The skills that made him famous throughout the country in the past turned out to be the cause of his defeat, leaving Huai Shi with a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat and unable to spit it out.

This damn thing is beyond outrageous!

And now, he finally saw an even more outrageous restriction...

——Drinking is prohibited here!

"What's going on?"

Huai Shi scratched her head: "It's okay to arrest people in strange dreams and come to mourn, but we are not allowed to sing or drink... Is this a rhythm that forces people to observe filial piety?"

"Normal operation, normal operation~"

Tong Ji's mocking voice came: "The essence of Publius's creation of the mystic instrument is to try to trace the old time on Helios, reverse the death of the god, and turn it into the birth of the god.

If the emperor dies, the world will be in mourning. If the gods only stop people from singing and drinking after they die, then mortals will probably be able to wake up from their dreams with a smile, right?

Helios itself was once the territory of the gods. After combining the vision of the gods' death, it is absolutely normal for such restrictions to appear.

Let me tell you, you've hit the jackpot this time. Check it out quickly to see if there's anything else you can use. "

"Usable?"

Huai Shi raised his head and looked around.

Countless giant cauldrons like tubes stood out from it, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of sourness and decay. Many giant cauldrons have cracked, and various weird liquids leaked out of them.

The scattered corpses on the ground had already been corroded into withered bones.

He walked among them, distinguishing the functions of those instruments and solutions: storage, sedimentation, filtration and screening...

This is one of Helios's alchemical material preprocessing centers!

Its function is to perform preliminary processing, decomposition and storage of most liquid materials.

After experiencing the turmoil, most of the instruments continued to operate.

But these are just insignificant things compared to what is truly important.

At this moment, right in the center of the processing center, the deep pool like a lake is still churning endlessly under the huge swing arms, and various essences from the abyss are continuously extracted from it...

After sifting through the layers, the surging currents passed through the network extending in all directions and gathered into the surrounding giant cauldrons.

When a huge secret ritual operates and several tributaries meet, various complex potions can be formed without the need for quenching in a furnace.

This is simply an alchemy production line like a cornucopia!

The extremely precious silver-blood potion here is almost flowing into a river, and there is no end to it. The blood of the ancient ones from the higher level is piled up here.

And finally, after layers of processing, mixing and extraction, wisps of silver-white mist will rise from the ripple collision of countless tributaries and gather in the large urn in the center.

Huai Shi walked beside him and looked down. The silver spring water in the large vat was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting his dull face.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, but when he was about to touch the water, he retracted it as if he was electrocuted. He took off a long spoon embedded with jewels and diamonds from the shelf next to him, carefully scooped up a little, and brought it to his face.

Confirm carefully again and again.

Take a deep breath.

In an instant, my spirits were lifted.

When he poured two drops onto his hand, he felt a warm current spreading through his body and blending into his soul. The wonderful fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, making him enchanted and his cheeks turned red.

Source material supply!

This large vat is actually filled with liquid source matter that is no less than the exclusive supply of the Astronomical Society!

Just a few drops in the small spoon replenished the essence that Huaishi had been lacking due to casting, and even had a surplus, making him fall into a weird state of excitement.

I was so energetic that I wanted to take off my clothes right away and run two laps on the sled in the snow...

He subconsciously pulled the collar, gasping, and noticed something strange about himself: with his resistance, there were signs of slight solidification?

Although it is extremely subtle, it is still extremely eye-catching under the reflection of Da Siming's stigmata.

Even Yi Huaishi's poison resistance would be abnormal. If it were an ordinary person, just one drop would cause him to become deformed immediately, right?

"What's this?"

He picked up the spoon again, in disbelief.

"What else can be a sweet and delicious food that can replenish the soul but also lead to depravity? Of course it is the 'sacred wine'!" Tong Ji whistled and sighed happily: "This wave of blood is making money, Huai Shi!"

"This is the sanctuary of Dionysus."

She said, "The place where Helios was once used to worship the god of wine!"

As the last territory of the Olympian gods, various places on Helios correspond to the gods.

After combined with Publius's mystical ritual, this place is almost equivalent to the temple of Dionysus, and all creations are naturally blessed by Dionysus.

The muse divinity in the broadcast center is not worthy of carrying shoes.

After all, he was one of the twelve main gods of Olympus who was once as famous as Apollo. With his identity there, the authority of Dionysus, the god of wine, although not as majestic as his brothers and sisters, is still indispensable.

Moreover, he is the kind of person who hides his secrets and bites without barking...

The Greeks regarded him as the master of revelry and joy, for he was the guide of the souls of all living beings, and could send one to heaven or hell with a single thought.

It can free people from pain, and it can also make people indulge in the pleasure of depravity until their sins are so serious that they are irreversible.

Just a portion of the divine wine here reflects its dual properties of sublimation and solidification.

Not to mention, these are just raw materials. After re-processing, you can discover all kinds of wonderful uses. It is almost omnipotent.

It's a pity that now it has its own solidification curse.

It just looks beautiful.

I'm afraid that until Helios' anomaly is resolved, it can only be poured into the internal combustion engine of the Twilight Knight's train, and it can be used as a powerful fuel!

Just when Huai Shi was feeling regretful.

Beside...

Was there a sucking sound?

When he turned back in shock, he saw that half of the skeleton had crawled in beside the pool.

"Wow, so much wine!"

A certain fool who had no idea what he was drinking raised his eyes, his eyes sparkling: "Okay!"

Sorry, it's late. I got up at eight o'clock in the morning and went to the hospital until five o'clock in the afternoon. When I got home, I was so exhausted that I died.