Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me

"Instead of making it cheaper for the nobles and the emperor, it's better for everyone to drink together. As long as you don't drink too much once, you will work more energetically in the future, right? It doesn't matter, the other ministers blame me and I will bear it." An Linie pressed her chest , said with a strong promise.

"Hugh—" the man whistled, put down the suitcase, grabbed several glass bottles the size of wine bottles with both hands, and shouted to the busy people, "Mistress An Linie treats you with condolences, let's hurry up and do it! "

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

Everyone cheered, took out the bottles from the box and even pried open the new box, opened the booze.

An Linie breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. This is a medicinal wine called "white cyanosis wine". It is blended with fine wine, madness drugs and anesthetics in an extremely delicate and precise ratio and given to them. Crafted after the racial skill.

It would be very refreshing to drink a small cup once in a while. With this drinking method, it would take a hundred years for the side effects to appear, and it would have no side effects on races whose lifespan is less than a hundred years old. Therefore, it was very popular with many human nobles and rich people.

Booze can indeed increase strength and excitement calmly and without feeling under the combined action of maddening drugs and anesthetics, but-they will really die afterwards, but the time left is enough for them to finish their work.

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Although there have been death cases in the past, because alcoholism is one of the death methods of excessive drinking, it has not been suspected so far.

As she expected, the tireless and high-speed work efficiency of these people afterwards made bystanders think that their level suddenly increased by 20 points.

An Linie breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, the only remaining question is what happened to the teleportation array prepared by the companion.

If it is those who are high-ranking, it is very simple to send materials on a large scale in the same place. Unfortunately, there is no such thing as the Desmolin piranha, and it is necessary to find a suitable place to build the fifth-level ritual magic.

"An Linie, it's not good!" A compatriot hurried over holding a small box.

"What's wrong, Meryl? Not enough materials for the ritual magic?"

"No, the preparation for the ritual magic went very smoothly, but there was something that the teleportation array didn't recognize." Meryl said, holding up a wooden box that could hold up to four wine bottles.

"The teleportation array doesn't recognize it? Is there such a fantasy? Even a **** can use low-level space magic to transfer."

Meryl secretly thought that was indeed the case, which reminded her of the day when the demons were in turmoil, shivering in the dark, she was lucky enough to witness a celebrity wearing a red coat and a mask "like Jaldabaoth" and a gothic **** Fighting vampire monsters transformed into lampreys.

But there were many battlefields where the demons were fighting that day. The intensity and destruction of this battle until the end was far from Sariel vs. Jaldabaoth, which bulldozed a few streets and added large-scale earthquakes, fires, and even falling meteorites, so she Incorporate this into the many battles of the day and make a simple explanation to submit a routine report behind.

That has been left behind, do you want to turn over the report and reconfirm it?

She thought that she didn't have that time, and that all the submitted materials should have been burned just now, so she picked up the box and said, "Even if you say so, this material is very special, and whether it should be destroyed on the spot has to be discussed."

An Linie took the box, and immediately felt something wrong with her hands. At least this is definitely not a box for "Eight Fingers", although it is not ruled out that some members of the inner circle of souls use this important place as a temporary warehouse or store it to avoid being taken away by demons. precious things...

"To be able to resist means that the ownership or use right does not belong to this side and contains something higher than the fifth-level magic. We will settle the score later." An Linie opened the box in a fit of anger.

The contents inside made the two dismolin piranhas almost exclaimed, and An Line almost threw them out like a hot potato, and finally found an empty room to avoid the sight of others and gently put them down.

It was a figurine of a six-armed demon that could be picked up with both hands. Each of the six wrists of the demon held different gemstones, emitting a strange brilliance that seemed to pulsate from the inside.

The two of them glanced at each other, and Meryl raised her chin to indicate that she had nothing to do with this thing, and then An Linie stretched out her hand towards the demon statue and unfolded a double magic circle: "[Item Appraisal [appraisalmagicitems]], [Empower Magic Detection] [detet]]."

There was no response, only confirmation that the magic power contained in it was extraordinary, exceeding her detection limit.

An Linie frowned, and continued to further strengthen the magic: "[Magical Enhancement · Intermediate Item Identification [maximizemagic·appraisalmiddlemagicitems]], [Magic Resistance Breakthrough · Endow Magic Detection [peemagic·detet]]."

Still haven't fully understood it, but at least confirmed its performance - the specific quantity and strength of the props for summoning demons are still a cloud of fog. But since the magic power is beyond the detection limit, it means that this is something they cannot handle.

"Enhanced mid-level magic doesn't work. Could it be that this is a high-level item in the domain of gods? Did the high-ranking elves prepare to use this kind of thing?" Anline asked Meryl.

They moved here because the patriarch Sarier took advantage of the power of similar props to become active. Who might have been called to play by the whim of a high-ranking fairy again?

Meryl shook her head like a rattle.

At this time, another compatriot used 【message】.

[I'm Shirley, listen carefully to those who can hear, the No. 2 bait channel has been invaded by humans, and the death trap has been destroyed. It was only a matter of time before it was discovered. 】

【real? Although in order to be inconspicuous and to be valued by the country, it didn't use particularly powerful things, but it was enough to make the orichanite level combat power daunting. 】

[Maybe it is fine steel grade? 】

[Then what should we do? 】

[Meryl, go and prepare for the teleportation array, if it doesn't work, it can only be destroyed by blasting. Shirley and I went to try to entertain them with No. 3 etiquette. 】An Linie ordered.

In order not to be exposed, she played her old skills, took out a mask made by peeling off the devil's face and put it on her face, using her racial ability to mimic, and her whole body tended to look more like a devil. Although there are still some differences, there are many types of demons, and even some different individuals will not be suspected—as long as the opponent does not have strong ability to detect and identify races.

Besides, she was a monster who could almost fight one of Jaldabaoth's worm maids to four or six, entertaining intruders was no problem. But now that I think about it, maybe it was better not to fight at that time. The ability to release bugs is likely to make all the hidden rooms here be found and emptied, so there is no need to bother to destroy them like now.

(to be continued)