Quins, who was sitting in the ritual witchcraft formation, took out a crimson secret potion. With the support of strong resources and financial resources, Quins was able to make the advanced secret potion smoothly without any obstacles this time.
After drinking the secret medicine in one gulp, Quines' advancement began.
At the same time, three strangers in strange clothes arrived outside Quins' baronial residence.
A man standing at the front, covered in a blood-red cloak, said solemnly: "Senior, how long will it take to figure out the space dislocation maze of Deswo?"
Standing on the left hand of the man in the blood-red cloak is an ugly old man with a rickety body, all in tatters, and carrying a huge cage on his back. His face under the sparse and dry hairline looks like an evil wizard from a fairy tale.
It was off-putting, but what was truly frightening was the nameless darkness hidden in the cage behind him.
From this hoarse, spiky voice called Senior, he said: "Chatcha, don't worry, the Desvo space dislocation maze is just a maze after all, not the turbulence of Al-Urbana space. Use the little baby behind me to explore the way."
As he spoke, Senior patted the cage behind him: "We can find a way in in less than fifteen minutes."
"Don't talk nonsense, let's get started. Who wants to listen to the abilities of your little babies?" The third one was dressed in jeans, with two pistols between his legs, a long rifle behind his back, and a cigarette in his mouth.
The man with a disgusted face said impatiently.
The rickety old man Senior glanced at the cowboy man with a sinister look. Without saying anything, he directly tapped the cage behind him with his dry fingers. In an instant, the cage made of dry vines was densely packed with cracks in the cage.
The black dot climbed out of the gap, fell to the ground along the cage, and then crawled toward the Baron's Mansion in the distance.
The cowboy man curled his lips: "Qi, I feel so disgusted every time I see it."
As the cowboy man said, if you look closely, you will find that those little black dots crawling out of the cage are actually mice smaller than a little finger.
As soon as the creepy group of mice entered the Baron's Mansion, they naturally dispersed under the influence of Deswo's spatial dislocation maze and entered different spatial streams.
The night swallowed up the Baronial Palace, and the Baronial Palace swallowed up the rats.
Although the cowboy man is very disdainful of the rickety old man Senior, his past experience has proved that Senior's group of rats is powerful, and now he just needs to wait patiently.
None of the three people spoke, and the rickety old man Senior closed his eyes, as if he was making some move in secret.
Soon, fifteen minutes passed.
The cowboy man pinched some and asked impatiently: "How is it? Is the journey out?"
There was a little sweat on the forehead of the rickety old man Senior, but he said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? This is the Deswo space dislocation maze. It cannot be solved casually. Fifteen minutes is the minimum. Is it possible?"
Did you not listen to a word of what I said before?"
The cowboy man was dumbfounded. In fact, out of contempt, he really only listened to it. Whether it was like what Senior said, he couldn't remember for a moment.
But the man in the blood red cloak standing in the middle heard it clearly, but he would not expose anything at this time. The unexpected mismatch maze, while secretly commenting in his heart, the man in the blood red cloak secretly mentioned Quins' strength.
Half a level up. As for Senior, he can only wait patiently. After all, at this stage, only Senior has the means to rush through the gate of the Baron's Mansion.
Although none of the three people understand space knowledge, after knowing the goal, a lot of preparation work is necessary. Among them, the Deswo Space Dislocation Maze is the key point that the three need to overcome. According to what Blood Red Cloak learned about Deswo Space
In the case of a dislocated maze, this kind of spatial maze will change
Depending on the person who set it up, it will have different effects. Those with low level can only twist a small square area into a labyrinth of two or three miles of space corridors. But those who are space masters can set it up on the territory of the Baron Mansion.
It has become a labyrinth corridor that twists and turns like half of Saint-Dres-Fes.
However, the man in the blood red cloak discussed with Senior. With Quins' strength, it is impossible to have the strength of a space master, so the fifteen-minute time limit is a reasonable number, but the two still underestimated Quins' level.
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Fifteen minutes later, Senior opened his eyes and said, "It's done." At the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The man in the blood-red cloak nodded his head slightly under the brim of his red hat: "Very good, lead the way."
Senior shook his head: "There's no need to go in, my little baby has already walked around inside, and there's not a soul around."
"No one?!" the cowboy man questioned.
Senior snorted: "If you don't believe me, you can go in and see for yourself."
The man in the blood red cloak ignored the two people's daily arguments and asked, "Can you track it?"
"Okay," Senior smiled: "Although the environment inside has been well taken care of, probably by the pharmacist, my little baby is not an ordinary little mouse and can be easily shaken off by them.
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The man in the blood red cloak waved his hand, signaling Senior to hurry up.
Three minutes later, countless little mice sprang out from the Baron's Mansion. With a mouse as the center, they began to pile up. Soon, a half-human-high mouse rolling up and down appeared in front of the three of them, moving towards someone like a gust of wind.
He rushed out in a certain direction.
An hour later, a small building appeared in front of the three people.
"I'm actually hiding here." The cowboy man spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth.
Man in a blood-red cloak: "Good job, Senior. In five minutes, you will go in through the back door, and I will rush in from the front. Morse, you will take over from behind me."
Morse, also known as the Cowboy Man, made a brilliant flip of his hands, revealing his ferocious guns in his hands: "Don't worry, I won't let anyone escape."
Watching the disappearing figures of the two people, the man in the blood-red cloak waited for a moment and then slowly walked towards the small building. The night wind lifted the cloak, and the pungent scarlet smell floated up. In the corner of the lifted cloak, you could vaguely see what the cloak was made of.
It is made from pieces of animal skin sewn together.
Wow!
The man raised his cloak, and instantly it turned into a pair of bat wings, carrying him directly into the small building.
At the same time, at the back door of the small building, countless rats swarmed out from the corners, and their chirping noises filled the entire room, making people's scalp numb.
However, neither the cloaked man nor Senior expected that when they broke into the small building, they would be greeted by green poison that filled the room.
The rattles of rats were heard endlessly, and groups of rats no bigger than a little finger vomited black foam, turning their black bellies into a puddle of black stains for a moment.
The man in the cloak on the other side flapped his wings fiercely, and a wild hunting wind swept across the room, trying to blow away the poisonous mist in the room. The strange thing was that the poisonous mist looked light and airy, but in the face of the strong wind, it was only blown away inch by inch.
Blowing slowly into the corner.
In the darkness, several dark green medicine beads shot towards the man in the cloak from all directions, reaching into the air with a crisp popping sound, and the acid beads covered the entire space of the man in the cloak like a misty drizzle.
Today is different from the past. Today's Salisbury is different from the past that followed Quins and put medicine beads behind him. As a fourth-level secret potion, he has obtained a lot of secret medicine knowledge leaked from Quins' hands.
The power of the medicine beads it is equipped with is definitely not small.
An acid net enveloped the man in the cloak. The man in the cloak, who was experienced in combat, didn't even think about it. The bat's wings instantly transformed into a thin, tough flesh-red wide wing, enveloping the whole person.
Sha! Zizzizi!
Almost at the same time, all the acid liquid fell on the flesh-red wings like mist, but when the man in the cloak shook slightly, a thin flesh film instantly grew on the broad flesh-red wings, along with the acid liquid.
All fell off at my feet.
The body turned slightly, the flesh-red wings swirled up, turning into sharp black armor wings, and an air shock wave passed through the space and hit the corner of the stairs on the second floor.