"Are you all trash? Why didn't you notice anything strange about the airship until now?"
"Do you know the consequences if the cooling plate is missing? Either the airship will not be able to take off, or it will explode due to overheating within half an hour after taking off!"
"Although the airship itself is priceless, I value the craftsmen and operators inside it more. I will not tolerate their faults if I execute those guards who are on duty."
A craftsman with a waist full of wrenches of different types crept on the ground and slowly told Sal Apollo about the destruction of the airship half an hour ago. This was a complete disaster, but who would have thought that a ship docked at
The airship outside Alchemy City will be watched. If your opponent does this, he is either reckless or seeking death.
However, Thrall Apollo did not intend to punish the goblin craftsmen in the airship, but regarded the entire incident as a blatant provocation by a certain force. However, this kind of provocation seemed very insignificant in the eyes of the superiors.
There was only one reason why he personally went to investigate outside the city, and that was to collect information about the other party. As for the stolen cooling plates, they were just weird metal objects in the hands of outsiders, and there was absolutely no way they could leak the information to the goblins.
The core secret of the airship.
A carriage embroidered with a wrench pattern slowly drove out of the palace, and wherever it passed, all the noise stopped abruptly. This is something that only the royal family can use. The significance of the family emblem in the Rust River Plain is far greater than anything else.
Each force is valuable.
"Sa... Lord Saar Apollo, when I grow up, I will become a great scientist like you!" A little boy who looked four or five years old emerged from the crowd. If it weren't for the driver's quick eyesight and quick hands, he would probably end up like this.
The miserable state of being ground into minced meat.
The crowd instantly fell into dead silence. Some among them lamented the little boy's fate, and some secretly slandered the responsibility of his parents. You must know that in Alchemy City, anyone who dares to stop Thrall Apollo from moving forward will be killed on the spot. And the fact is that
Just like this, I saw two burly personal guards slowly drawing out their swords, as if they were going to chop off the little boy's head in the next second.
"I don't remember giving such an order, get rid of useless things!"
"Your idea is good, but if you waste your time on declaring war on me, you might as well go home and read a few more pages."
"This is what I read to you at your age. If you can fully understand it within half a year, then come to the palace and find me. No one can stop me!"
Saar Apollo first scolded the two personal guards to stop like training dogs, and then gave them a notebook of his early magic experiments. He may be shameful to the world in many ways, but only magic experiments
His attainments in the world and his passion for pursuing the truth have never changed.
The carriage moved towards the city gate again, and even louder cheers erupted in the streets. As for the little goblin boy, his face was flushed at this moment, and his arms were tightly hugging the magic notebook.
But compared to this overwhelming noise of satisfaction, a certain figure hidden in a dark alley disappeared completely in an instant. Only a little dust floating in the air guided the direction, to be precise, it was the Alchemy City Palace.
Although Perseus said he had "caused a big disaster" last night, looking at Rikka's attitude as an ancient beast, it seemed that instead of blaming him, he was very appreciative. Therefore, Hastur, who is also a relic, today
I plan to show off my talents so that the Perseus family will not be the only one.
It's just that compared to Perseus' simple appetite, Hastur seems even more crazy. Although he usually behaves like a young adult, when it comes to personality, he is the one who is closer to Rikka.
.As long as it is something that has been determined, Hastur will try it even if he knows it is wrong.
The "Shading Technique" has been used to the extreme. With Hastur's current level, although it is still impossible to hide the soul in the shadows, not everyone can detect it. In addition, today's sudden appearance of Saar Apollo
While out, the palace of Alchemy City was easily breached just now.
"Huh? There seems to be a secret behind this throne. The wind will not lie to others, at least it will not lie to me." Hastur's figure appeared in the palace hall, and he was seen sitting on the throne of the Goblin King, constantly using
My fingertips feel the thin airflow of the hairspring.
"Secret technique, fake skin!" The toxins in Hastur's body continued to gush out from the pores, and then the whole person merged with the surrounding environment, disappearing like a ghost.
With a long and straight corridor and a "black ball" that always shines with light, Hastur finally appeared in a certain stone chamber and began to collect his trophies. Although those soft-bodied creatures looked ordinary, Hastur
But Ta believes that his vision is at least better than the cooling plate Perseus got back, because they are all living creatures.
But he didn't know that the place he was at at this moment was the "Snail Workshop" in the underground world of Alchemy City, and the so-called "snail" was a delicacy unique to the goblins.
The bag around his waist became heavier and heavier, and Hastur immediately set his sights on the tallest building in the underground world. With the assassin's ghostly movement skills, he finally paid the price of more than a dozen wounds.
Entered the magic laboratory.
"Fortunately, I am a soul butterfly myself, and what soul butterflies are least afraid of are spiritual spells and poison." Hastur said while picking up a certain notebook.
"It's a pity that I'm not a magician. If Lord Boom or Sister Christine come again, they will definitely notice something valuable." Hastur casually put the magic notebook into the storage bag and disappeared again.
He left this magic laboratory quietly.
But he still underestimated Thrall Apollo. Since he is the Goblin King, he is naturally not a small player who can be manipulated casually. Most of the blood from Hastur's wound was absorbed by the black robe, but some still dripped into the magic experiment.
room. After he left, the blood crawled into a certain glass vessel like living creatures, waiting for Sal Apollo to explore the traces of the "thief".
Under the setting sun, Hastur walked openly on the street. Except for the fact that his right hand was always attached to the bag around his waist, his actions were just like the most ordinary foreigner. He was always cautious, guarding against being plotted, and at the same time still dreaming of alchemy.
If Chengda flexes his muscles, at least he will make a fortune.
"Bastard! Who, who dared to enter my magic laboratory and steal the alchemy notes!"
"Come here! Recall all the 'mats'. After I analyze the other party's traces, I must go and ask for an explanation in person!"
Bang! With a loud noise, Sal Apollo's right hand hit the steel test platform directly, and his five fingers were instantly twisted and deformed, but he didn't care about it and didn't even feel any pain. p>
"Sir, do you need to inform the clan mother?" The guard asked in a low voice with a hint of fear in his voice.
"Alchemy is all my hard work, and that notebook is the crystallization of hundreds of years of experience, so only I can recycle it!"
Sar Apollo was furious when he heard this, and immediately after he roared, the guard instantly collapsed to the ground like a catfish, and turned into a puddle of thick water ten seconds later.
The door of the magic laboratory was closed again. At this moment, the goblin king was not planning to conduct any magic experiments. Instead, he took out a stone plate with a strange alchemy array engraved on it from the storage bag, and then poured Hastur's blood into it.
Among them.
When the blood comes into contact with the stone plate, it is like cold water suddenly being blocked by a hot iron plate. And the vaporized mist finally slowly extends out of the tunnel, guiding the direction of Apollo's revenge.