The only two remaining warships trimmed their routes, the alchemy array in the furnace flashed with fluorescence, and the high-grade magic crystals quickly turned into powder. The salvaged airship wreckage had already been sorted, and the two war golems were like scrap metal.
It was hooked by a giant chain, but there was nothing inside.
"Sir, these are the final compiled battle data." The personal servant bowed and saluted, and then presented the new record book with both hands.
In his opinion, although these things are indeed very important, if he could choose, he would prefer that his fellow tribesmen live well instead of being buried in Qinhai inexplicably like today.
"I know, return to the Sage Coast immediately. I don't have time to enjoy the scenery here." Goblin King Thrall Apollo calmly ordered, but he always sat at the dining table without any intention of moving.
He will not be angry because of the heavy losses of his subordinates. Instead, he cares more about the combat data in his hands. This is the persistence of a scholar, and it is also the key to his development of countless powerful weapons.
But what he should be worried about now is the generous gift given to him by the poisonous wolf Managarm. When the two had lunch together, the other party launched an attack without leaving any trace, and successfully penetrated the poison into his left arm.
Sal Apollo is very convinced that if he had not stripped away the "pain", then even if he is alive at this moment, he will probably be struggling as hard as death.
In fact, this is exactly what happened. Seeing that his attack did not cause any damage to him, Poison Wolf Managalm had a little doubt and finally chose to leave. But Poison Wolf Managalm did not know that the other party
He is not an ordinary person at all, at least his body is completely different from ordinary people.
Sizzle! The light blue liquid in the syringe was injected into the body again. Sal Apollo raised his hand and looked at his shrinking left hand. He didn't have any fear, but seemed extremely excited.
However, he also understood that although his antidote was effective, it had been used twice. After the third time, the inhibitory effect would be reduced to a cliff and eventually completely ineffective. That's why he ordered the battleship
Return to the Sage Coast immediately to prevent an important organ in the body from being corroded by toxins.
"Sir, Alphonse, the garrison of the Gryphon Mountains, came to see you and seems to have brought a batch of fresh gryphon blood." The personal servant reported softly.
Under the overload operation of the alchemy array, the remaining two goblin warships have also arrived at the Sage Coast. However, the price paid for this was that the furnace exploded, the alchemy array shattered, and nearly a hundred high-grade magic crystals turned into powder.
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"Do you still need to report this kind of thing to me? If you don't want to do it, you can give this position to someone else."
"Tell them to send the gryphon blood directly to Alchemy City. Waste is waste. They only think about how to please the superiors all day long, but they can't figure out the true thoughts of the superiors."
After saying this, Goblin King Thrall Apollo turned around and stepped into the airship, no matter how lost the Gryphon Mountain garrison was kneeling on one knee.
The battle reports with the poisonous wolf Managalm were classified and placed on the test bench. The buttons of the brocade robe were peeled off one by one, and the hidden left arm was revealed under the magic crystal lamp. I saw that this arm now showed a kind of
The color is purple, and the flesh and blood wherever it touches is not only shrunken and full of wrinkles, but also faintly emits a rotten smell.
"Now..." Sal Apollo slowly raised his right hand, as if he was about to pick up something. However, at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the iron door of the laboratory.
"Sir, today's official document has been sent from Alchemy City, and you need to see it in person." The voice of the personal servant sounded, but what responded to him was the anger of Saar Apollo.
"Get out, if anyone comes to disturb me before returning to Alchemy City, they will be thrown out of the airship!" Sal Apollo roared, and then the alchemy array on his chest burst out with a dazzling light. That was not the slightest bit.
It is inferior to the aura of the Grand Mage level, but it seems to be somewhat different.
The top level of the airship was once again calm. Although Sal Apollo was the Goblin King, he had no consciousness that a superior person should have. He only wanted to develop technological products that would change the world. As for those so-called "official documents", his
The attitude has always been to leave it to the ministers to handle it themselves, as long as the bottom line is not crossed.
"Then, let me take a look at the biggest gain this time!"
"I didn't expect that the long-planned alliance would be rejected outright, but we could actually collect the toxins in the other party's body."
"The poisonous wolf Managarm, or the ancient ferocious beast, is nothing more than that! As long as I can analyze this arm, then the other party will no longer be a dangerous existence from now on, and will even be no different from a pet."
As Sal Apollo said this, he "removed" his left arm, and the small alchemy array at the joint instantly disappeared.
Gudong! This left arm, which had been detached from its body and accelerated its decay, once again turned into a sleeping beast. Sal Apollo was ecstatic when he saw this, and immediately began to use a scalpel to cut the skin and separate the muscles and bones.
"It's a pity that this is not my private laboratory, so I can only keep it like this for the time being."
"I hope that we can use this to develop a better antidote, or cultivate the same toxin, so that the war golem will have one more weapon. No! There must be a more wonderful use!"
The one-armed goblin king stood by the window, every muscle on his face was trembling, but his brows were filled with helplessness and unwillingness.
No matter how you say it, he is the Goblin King in name and the Lord of the Rusty Plains. Therefore, the direction of the airship is self-evident, and it is naturally moving towards the Alchemy City. However, if Thrall Apollo had a choice, he would have already been there by now.
We have arrived at the Angry Tide Cape, and even if we have to sacrifice another arm, we still have to collect more toxins from the ancient ferocious beasts.
But the Alchemy City is like a baby that will never grow up. Apollo is its father and mother. They hold stone spears in their hands to drive away wild beasts, and at the same time, they make food, wash clothes and warm beds.
Along with this random thought, ten nails were completely peeled off, and the entire arm skin was placed in another container. No flesh and blood remained on the small bones, and the flesh and blood retained its original appearance, except that the inside was missing.
The support.
The two alchemy arrays lit up at the same time, and the solution began to gradually boil, and wisps of dark purple toxins were separated, and finally all floated to the top. These toxins flowed along the glass tube into the vacuum vessel, if Poison Wolf Managalm was at this moment
If you were there, you would be shocked that your secret skills were perfectly preserved.
"This is all we can do for the time being. Damn it, if you give me another two hours, something more wonderful will probably happen." Sal Apollo looked at the looming main city of the Goblin Tribe in the distance and sighed secretly.
However, his voice was masked by the roar of the airship, and perhaps no one knew it except the empty left cuff of the brocade robe.
The iron door slowly opened, and the personal servant who had been waiting for a long time lay on the ground, his body trembling constantly, and his eyes did not dare to stray away from the laboratory. Sal Apollo waved his hand, and the personal servant stood up and followed him as if he had been granted amnesty.
It looks like a pet dog that is forgiven by its owner.