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Chapter 245: Alchemical Transformation Master

The veins buried under the pale rock formations were excavated.

Red light burst out from the ravines in the white eye layer, illuminating everyone's faces.

The old man whose soul can belong to the wood attribute did not dare to rashly explore what was going on below.

Not to mention the porcelain with amazing corrosive and assimilation capabilities, it is difficult to get close to this heat alone without using protective soul skills.

If his wooden limbs were further explored, they would be cremated into ashes.

"But judging from Luo's description and the current situation, there is something abnormal here."

Byrne took advantage of everyone being attracted by the earth veins under the white rock layer to get close to Holo, pulled him back slightly, and whispered into his ear:

"The phantom of the monster in the book...that is, the guy under our feet is not alive, right?"

His worries are not unfounded.

The pipes squirming from the corridor, the boiling pus, and the hot veins under the white rocks here.

This doesn't look like what a place of death should look like.

After all, they have never seen what kind of environment evolves after the death of a Grand Duke-level being.

Holo was silent for a moment: "It's really possible..."

He had an idea, and while the people in front were obsessed with studying porcelain, he quietly pulled the dog out of his robe.

Through soul synchronization, I handed over the task to it, and then called Byrne to come forward to discuss it with a few people.

The dog took advantage of Holo's concealment and turned into a black shadow, moving quickly through the ravine of the white rock formation and galloping away into the distance.

During the whole process, the dog didn't make a sound.

The extreme speed made no sound under the changing flesh pad.

Even the soul energy fluctuations and breath are perfectly integrated with the environment.

Byrne was a little confused as to why Holo wanted to let the dog out.

But Hero gave him a reassuring look.

He was also worried about whether the giant monster under his feet was still alive. If he was still alive, then there were plans from several senior people in the tower. He had a hunch that the next battle might activate or even anger this monster.

It is uncertain whether the archduke he fought with is still alive.

Not to mention the power of the giant itself, even if this piece of 'brain' is activated, the ley lines and pus spurting out will kill everyone present.

boom!

Before several people could continue to discuss the use and subsequent solutions based on the ley lines, there was an explosion in the distance.

In this semi-enclosed space, the huge echo shook the entrances of many corridors that were breathing black mist.

The black mist couldn't stop flowing back.

"It seems that the boys in front left us a huge surprise as usual, but how did it trigger it?"

Before Hero could reply, the dog ran back covered in black smoke, his figure looking particularly eye-catching among the white rock formations.

This can no longer be hidden by changing one's body shape, and everyone present is not a fool.

Holo stood up and explained: "When I was discussing with Byrne just now, I took the opportunity to let Gouzi go explore it. I didn't expect to trigger the hidden trap, but..."

When Gouzi rushed in front of him, the feedback from the soul synchronization let him know.

The dog's broken and gray body was filled with a different kind of active substance.

Holo wiped it with his hands, and a thick ball of snot fell off the dog's body. It was soft and sticky.

Wrapped in the big snot are some gray stones.

They swim in the colloid, showing bubbles.

"Sure enough! This giant is still alive!" Hero looked at the gravel in the big nose.

Their auras are vast, mysterious and profound, like fossils left over from ancient times. Just from a partial view, you can imagine how huge and terrifying they were once complete.

"What did you say? Is this thing really alive?" Byrne came up and held the big nose in front of his eyes.

Ordinary gravel floated inside, but he could feel the breath escaping from it.

"Where did you find this?" The old man also came over and asked.

The dog squatted aside with his tongue hanging out, staring blankly at them from two different directions, with an expression that looked like he was asking for credit.

Hero patted his head to encourage him, and then raised his hand to point in the direction of the explosion ahead.

"It's right there. The dog's sense of smell is very keen on places with strange environmental characteristics. I was a little confused before, so I tentatively released him to find the place where the activity is exposed. I didn't expect that he actually found it."

"Is this all there is? Maybe it's just what was left over from the past?" Byrne guessed uneasily, still retaining a trace of luck.

The number of these gravels is too rare. From the appearance alone, they look like fragments scattered in the corners after the collapse, which does not represent the overall activity.

Hero glanced at it but did not refute.

But activity still exists objectively.

Combined with the places we have experienced before, the pipeline pus and gravel that represent activity have already made a conclusion.

This giant is still alive, but its activity concentration is uncertain.

"Byrne's question makes sense. Let's go over and confirm. Even if the soul fire of this existence is extinguished for a hundred years, the active substances left behind can have an impact for a long time."

The old man finally walked out of the low-rise market. If it wasn't particularly serious, he didn't want to give up.

What's more, there is still hope for him to explore.

It was only when everyone decided to temporarily put aside their earth connections and study the place Gouzi had just visited.

As his eyes shifted, a figure suddenly stood in the billowing black smoke.

"Hey! You didn't keep me waiting for too long, but you must be too vigilant. I've been listening to your nagging here for a long time."

The figure took two steps away from the black smoke background to attract the attention of Hero and others.

He picked out his ears and signaled that the chatting time of several people had been too long, and he was getting impatient to wait.

"When were you here?"

Holo and Byrne looked at each other, and both saw the shock in the other's eyes.

This man was always there, and none of the five people noticed him?

Holo frowned and stared at Gouzi.

The dog tilted his head stupidly and gave a stupid look:

'I also preach? That was just like me Yin'er!'

The visitor came closer through the black smoke.

Only then did Heluo and the others realize that even though they had just seen his figure clearly, there was no such person in the soul energy exploration.

The old man squirmed: "It's strange, this kid's sense of existence is so low in perception, it's a bit like he doesn't exist in this world."

Some distance away, the old man was still holding the pot on his head, but the other party heard him talking to himself.

"Haha, I wonder how there are apprentices who can keep up with our progress. It turns out there is an old guy in the team. I really don't know how your instructors assigned positions."

Hero noticed to his surprise that the man did not look like a serious magician.

It was more like the alchemical transformation product he saw in his mentor's laboratory. This appearance was a ruthless person rarely seen even in the War Tower.

On the surface, the extent of his transformation is actually 70%.

Not to mention the metallic luster exposed in the trouser legs of the lower body, the shirtless upper body was covered with black and shiny beads of sweat. The right half of the body was still covered by brass creations, leaving only the left chest still retaining the original appearance of the flesh.

The complex mechanical structure exposed by the bent elbow makes it look very ferocious.

The toggle ears are also in the shape of metal trumpets.

The left hand does not look like a normal palm. It has been mechanically transformed into a hook, and a slender chain is wrapped around the hook.

Snapped!

The chain fell loosely from the hook, making a sharp and crisp sound as he waved it gently.

The flickering soul energy fluctuations on it finally strengthened his sense of existence.

"You are following too closely. I decided to stay and deal with you first. Come on, let me see if your ability is stronger than other teams."

He was just one person, but he didn't feel timid at all when facing the five people on Hero's side.

Hero struck with his spear:

"Has he always been so brave?!"


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