Bright Era

The walls, ceiling and floor are all made of Mithril boards. The frosted Mithril board has just the right gloss. Although the lights are bright here, it does not reflect the dazzling glare, but a layer of silvery white halo like water waves.

Mithril, in addition to being the best magical fit and energy transmission metal, pure Mithril also has extremely special properties-it can kill almost all bacteria and viruses in nature. In other words, if someone is so extravagant to store food in containers made of Mithril, these foods will never become moldy and will never deteriorate.

Pharmacists in the western continent discovered this feature a long time ago, and they make good use of this feature.

Therefore, having a laboratory inlaid with pure mythril plates has become the most critical factor for measuring the strength of a mythical pharmacist on the mainland. Many rare and extremely rare secret medicines can only be formulated in an absolutely pure environment. Only in the package of Mithril can we have such an environment.

The laboratory in front of me was a hundred meters wide and a hundred meters wide, and about 20 meters high. The Mithril used here was a huge number. The Mithril used in this laboratory alone was worth more than 10 billion gold coins.

A statue of a Hydra carved with pure mythril stands in the middle of the laboratory. The nine heads of the big snake stretch out in all directions, and its big mouth emits a faint light, which has the effect of repelling dust and cleaning the air. .

Wearing a tight-fitting white robe and a crystal mask on his face, Mr. Mo, who was spotless all over, stood in the corner of the laboratory, quietly looking at a crystal container under the big snake statue.

Like a coffin, the rounded olive-shaped crystal container is a secret treasure excavated by the Queshan Hermit Society from a certain archaic relic 20 years ago. As the head of the Queshan Hermit Society, Mr. Mo naturally gave priority to it. Use rights.

The silver solution was tossing in the container, and a little girl's body was suspended in the huge container. A transparent crystal mask is buckled on her face, through which she can breathe freely. Dozens of delicate transparent pipelines connect the girl's body, and from time to time, some secretly formulated and expensive medicines are injected into her body.

The Hermit Society of Queshan is extremely powerful, and its annual financial income is also an astronomical figure, but this money is spent cleanly every year and no copper will be left. All of this money is spent on this beautiful and flawless. Young girl's body.

With thick, smooth, lustrous and shiny black long hair draped behind her, the girl has a beautiful oriental face. Her body is slender and evenly proportioned. Even a small toe is so crystal clear that she can't pick out any flaws.

Mr. Mo quietly looked at the body of this girl who was about thirteen or fourteen years old. There was a strange expression on his face that looked like a smile. Decades of hard work, the investment of countless gold coins, the huge consumption of manpower and material resources, and even doing all kinds of things that outsiders look to the outsiders to go against their own heart, all the costs are worth it.

"I always believe that I am ten thousand times smarter than any master in the history of the Revelation of the Gods!"

"So, I must be able to do what they have never been able to do!" Mr. Mo smiled relaxedly: "So, I did it."

"Iseta, and those brothers before you, all the pain you have experienced is worth it. Because you have verified so many risks for me with your body, and verified so many formulas, so that I finally There is hope of success!"

"My dear, I promised you that I will let our child grow up healthily and make her a greater existence than us. Look, now I am about to do it!" Mr. Mo gently looked at the silver liquid soaked in it. The girl in the middle of the world, with her gentle and bright smile, rippling out unabashedly like spring sunshine.

"Of course, the process is a bit cruel and bloody. There are too many people who shouldn't die because of this, but what does it matter? I will be able to let our children live in this world healthily right away, and will Has unprecedented power."

Shrugging his shoulders, Mr. Mo smiled relaxedly: "That's enough! What conscience, law, morality, rules, **** him!"

In the four corners of this huge laboratory, there are four other relatively simple crystal containers, which are obviously artificial crystal containers. In the pale green liquid, four huge bodies were quietly suspended in the container.

White, black, red, and gray, about five meters tall, tall and burly, although they have lost the breath of life, they still exude a suffocating force. If the Holy Crown Pope Grisgow Dawn saw these four huge bodies, he would definitely mobilize all the force of the church to occupy this laboratory.

Knights of the Apocalypse, four knights in white, black, red and gray!

The church paid a huge price to barely get the body of a gray knight, and it was a defective product that Lin Qi deliberately made.

And here, in Mr. Mo's private laboratory, four full-form apocalyptic knights are soaked there quietly. They have large or small hideous wounds. Obviously they have all experienced cruel battles. Some wounds tore their heads and hearts. This is the reason why they completely deprived them of their lives.

Compared with the lucky Cologne Eighteen, these apocalyptic knights were too badly injured. They didn't even have a chance to sleep in the ancient ruins, waiting quietly for a certain day to be awakened. In the battle of the gods, they fell directly, and in the long years of baptism, their bodies were preserved, and then one day they were excavated by lucky treasure hunters, and finally they were transported here.

"My dear, I'm about to succeed!" Mr. Mo took a deep breath: "I dare not say that we can directly make our children a god, but... a demigod, shouldn't it be a problem, right? It's a demigod, otherwise I have been frantic for so many years, so cruel and cruel for so many years, so many years of ingenuity, so many years of intrigue, wouldn't it be meaningless?"

As Mr. Mo said to himself, his body gradually exudes a strong, suffocating breath.

Demigods, lower-level demigods, middle-level demigods, and high-level demigods. In the end, the aura on Mr. Mo's body was directly stabilized at the peak of the demigod. The silver tights on his body have been impacted by the energy and become transparent. Through this thin silver tights, you can see that Mr. Mo's seemingly thin and thin body is actually that strong and healthy.

Pieces of mercury are full of elasticity, and on the streamlined muscles, countless tiny magic circle runes are shining dazzlingly. Mr. Mo smiled lowly: "It can be seen that my theory is correct. I can indeed simulate the process of demi-god cultivation and give me the power of demi-gods."

Shrugging his shoulders, Mr. Mo said mockingly: "Of course, maybe my control of energy is not as good as a saint master, but I have the absolute power of the pinnacle of a demigod. What is skill in the face of absolute power?"

Taking out a piece of Heavenly Meteorite crystal whose hardness is hundreds of times higher than that of diamond, Mr. Mo smashed the piece of crystal into smash with his five fingers. His physical strength is so terrible, and his physical strength has reached the point of inhumanity.

As if feeling the terrible aura on Mr. Mo's body, the girl soaked in the crystal container slowly opened her eyes.

The black eyes were indifferent and cold, and an equally inhuman cold light loomed in the center of her eyes.

At this moment, a magic crystal trembled violently around Mr. Mo's waist. Mr. Mo frowned, then lightly tapped the crystal: "What's the matter? I said that when I conduct the drug experiment, no one is allowed to disturb me!"

A hurried voice came from the magic crystal: "Your Excellency, Mr. Iseta has been arrested. It was the court guard who directly arrested people. He was supposed to be sent to the end of Ashi, but now he is directly arrested. He was sent to the Victory Palace and imprisoned in the black prison below the Victory Palace."

"I~~~" Mr. Mo has all the thoughts of cursing his mother!

Has Iseta been haunted by the dead recently? Or ‘dead father fell in love with me’, he was possessed by the undead goblin?

Why does he always encounter such inexplicable things? Okay, well, of course Mr. Mo knows that someone is calculating Iseta and wants to do something to Mr. Mo himself through Iseta. But, please don’t do this endlessly, okay? This method is too nasty, and too frequent, it is like a two-place fight, there is no mastery at all!

What is it to keep Iseta being framed in prison? Hit Mr. Mo's face?

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Mo asked gloomily: "What excuse?"

The hurried voice smiled bitterly: "His Royal Highness Bhikkhus was assassinated. At the scene where he was assassinated, Mr. Iseta's teacher certificate was found!"

Mr. Mo almost spit out blood on his back, and he didn't have to run, and it was the **** opponent who calculated Iseta behind him. Last time the Royal Library disappeared inexplicably, Iseta’s library card was left on the scene. Now it’s fine, assassinating Bhikkhus and leaving Iseta’s teacher card!

Think about it. Iseta was ransacked a while ago. There are still several documents robbed of him. How many times will he be thrown into prison?

"Well, I'm here!" Mr. Mo gritted his teeth and said: "I'm here... Tell me to your majesty, I'm going to meet your majesty!"

Mr. Mo was really out of anger. Originally, he didn't take the possible revenge of the Black Tiger family to heart. All his current experiences are affected by his great experiment. However, the people of the "Black Tiger Family" were so reluctant to make waves one after another, and Mr. Mo finally decided to start fighting back.

Okay, isn't it this kind of dirty tricks?

So will Mr. Mo! Moreover, he is very good at this!

Ning killed the wrong, not let it go, Mr. Mo already had the best target. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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