Soy sauce, lemon, salt, olive oil, white wine; minced garlic, onion, butter, beef broth. Fresh tomatoes are turned into mince in a stone mortar, and the finishing touch is naturally a small spoonful of cinnamon powder. Hasta belt
The bag of snails that came back is currently metamorphosing in the kitchen. These originally disgusting molluscs are constantly emitting fragrance.
"When did I teach you to do this kind of thing? Hastur, you are so disappointing!"
"Even if you can't understand the contents of this notebook, you should still know the name of 'Saar Apollo'. He is the only owner of the palace in Alchemy City outside the window, and he is a strong man that even I must be afraid of.
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Christine gently closed the notebook, and then the smile on her face disappeared instantly. Although her words were still calm, they contained endless blame.
She originally thought that Hastur was just hanging out today, but she never expected that Hastur was so bold that he not only sneaked into the underground world, but also stole the alchemy notes of the Goblin King. You must know that alchemy is Thrall's.
The lifeblood of Apollo has never been taught to anyone except himself.
"As the Goblin King, even if the opponent is not a top expert, he still has enough ability to challenge us."
"But fortunately you haven't been discovered. Just stay at home these two days and don't make your sister angry again."
Boom flipped through the alchemy notebook. Although many of the patterns in it were similar to the space system array, when you think about it carefully, they are completely different. Moreover, this notebook is Sal Apollo's private manuscript. Not only does it record very
It's messy, and it also contains countless abbreviations for easy recording, which is probably difficult for ordinary people to understand.
Boom was also a little angry at Hastur's behavior, but as long as it didn't really cause any trouble, there was no need to be too harsh. He was more curious about what the so-called "underground world" was like. If he could really go and see it,
Look, your trip to Alchemy City is not in vain.
"It's time to eat, there's nothing to worry about, it's just a broken book."
"Come and try my new dish, 'Red Braised Snails'. It's so delicious that you'll swallow your tongue!"
Rikka and Perseus walked in with two silver plates, and then said very disdainfully. The little girl was very satisfied with Hastur's behavior today. In her eyes, this is how a legacy should behave, not
Just like ordinary people, they are timid and think before and after.
As for whether the goblins would really come to seek revenge, Rikka didn't care at all, and after witnessing the tragedy of the twin sisters, she could say that she had completely lost her goodwill towards the goblins.
Although the "braised snail" was delicious, there was no sound in the room except for the chewing sounds of Rikka, Perseus and Hastur. Boom frowned and looked at Christine, as if
Asking if she should leave immediately, Christine turned her gaze out the window to the location of the Alchemy City Palace.
Here, Boom and his party were upset because of Hastur's reckless actions. At this moment, in a magic laboratory deep in the palace of the underground world, Goblin King Thrall Apollo transformed into an angry man and put down his face that was engraved with mysterious patterns.
Stone plate.
"If I remember correctly, that location should be the courtyard where the five of them are."
"This is really ironic. I had generously allowed the five of them to settle in Alchemy City before, without sending anyone to interrogate them, nor did I punish them for the destruction of the Mazoo. But now the other party has sneaked into my magic laboratory.
If they steal the alchemy notes, their behavior will be regarded as a declaration of war on me!"
"I haven't been active for a long time. It seems that the younger generation today seems to have forgotten my ability as Sal Apollo, and they don't seem to take me seriously at all."
I saw Goblin King Thrall Apollo muttering to himself as he drove his wheelchair towards several giant glass containers placed side by side. When he got closer, he saw clearly that countless "broken limbs and broken arms" were soaked in those giant glass containers.
”, but it doesn’t seem to be corrupt or necrotic.
Thrall Apollo, the goblin king, was originally just an ordinary goblin living in Alchemy City. His parents, let alone wealthy, never even had a title.
He was frail and sickly since he was a child, and eventually became completely paralyzed in his lower body at the age of five. He could only move around in a wheelchair all day long. The smiles of his playmates were gradually replaced by disdain and disdain. As a result, his father left and his mother remarried three years later.
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But Sal Apollo didn't care about these things. The only advantage of being paralyzed in the lower body is that he can have a lot of time to read. However, this little goblin boy is not more interested in marveling at the exquisiteness of those drawings and structures, but prefers to find faults.
, and did not forget to note those thoughts in the margins of the book pages.
Time flies by. When Sal Apollo was ten years old, he entered the Alchemy City Academy alone in a wheelchair. His wealth actually came from a sketch, which was considered the most powerful technological product by the Goblin King at the time.
Sketch, sketch of goblin magic cannon.
The ten-year-old paralyzed Viscount, the ten-year-old craftsman of Alchemy City. At the age of ten, all the instructors had lost their money, and there was nothing left to teach. The wheelchair moved to a forbidden land deep in the academy, and Sal Apollo officially became a scientist, and
I have my own magic laboratory.
The wooden door slowly closed as Thrall Apollo entered, but no one had any idea that when it opened again, the goblins would usher in a new king.
After calculating and conceiving day and night, failing and starting from scratch again and again, this little genius gradually faded out of people's sight, but the guards guarding the stone tower were changed by more than a dozen. And those who left, either
If you keep silent about the situation in the stone tower, you may even have mental problems.
The imitation skin is perfect. The lower layer is an exoskeleton made of a mixture of orichalcum, meteorite, and ether magic crystal. The lower layer of the exoskeleton is Thrall Apollo's original skin, flesh, and internal organs. Except for the heart and brain, he has replaced
All the parts of my body have become another kind of eternal existence with the power of technology.
On the surface of the exoskeleton, there is a dense alchemy array carved on it. This is the greatest achievement of Apollo Saar, and it is also his capital to be proud of the alien continent in the future.
"I'm curious, since you are so smart, why don't you heal those two legs?" A stream of blood spurted out from the old goblin king's abdomen. All the strong goblin clan members were blocked outside the hall door, and it seemed that they could not break through immediately.
Blocked by two strong men.
In the early morning of that day, Thrall Apollo arrived at the Alchemy City Palace in a wheelchair, and then staged a good show of killing the lord and usurping power. What was even more puzzling to the superiors was that most of the scientists and craftsmen chose to side with Thrall Apollo.
, instead of supporting the old Goblin King.
"You can, but it's not necessary."
"I am a scientist, not a butcher. What I did today is just to start the next magic experiment smoothly. I actually have no interest in the throne."
Thrall Apollo threw a dagger in front of the old goblin king's eyes, signaling the other party to end it on his own, so as not to suffer further or waste each other's precious time.
"Very good. If you can say this, it at least proves that you will become a qualified Goblin King."
"May the goblins continue to be strong and prosperous under your rule, but it's a pity that I couldn't see the magic cannon come out with my own eyes in the end."
As the dagger pierced his heart little by little, the old goblin king's voice gradually disappeared. Thrall Apollo covered the other man with his robe, and then silently looked at the goblin throne. However, what he saw in his eyes was not that of usurping power.
Joy, but helplessness and confusion. If he had no choice, Sal Apollo would stay in the magic laboratory for the rest of his life, forgetting to eat and sleep. However, due to the inability to obtain those rare experimental materials, he finally embarked on the road of king.