The walls, ceiling, and floor are all made of Mithril plates.
The frosted Mithril plate has just the right amount of gloss, and although the lights are bright, it does not reflect a dazzling glare, but only slightly swayes a silvery white halo like water waves.
Mithril, in addition to being the best magic pact and energy transfer metal, pure Mithril also has extremely special properties, it can kill almost all bacteria and viruses in nature.
That is, if someone has the luxury of preserving food in containers made of Mithril, the food will never get moldy and will never spoil.
Pharmacists in the Western Continent discovered this property a long time ago, and they put it to good use.
Therefore, having a laboratory inlaid with pure Mithril plates has become the most critical factor in measuring the strength of a mystic medicine master on the mainland.
Many extremely rare elixirs can only be prepared in an environment of absolute purity, and only in the package of Mithril can you have such an environment.
And the laboratory in front of him, a hundred meters long and wide, about twenty meters high, the Mithril used here is a huge number, just the Mithril used in this laboratory is worth more than 10 billion gold coins.
A statue of a hydra carved from pure Mithril stands in the middle of the laboratory, the serpent's nine heads stretched out in all directions, and its large mouth emits a faint glow that has the effect of repelling dust and cleansing the air.
Dressed in a tight-fitting white robe with a crystal mask on his face, Mr.
Mo, who was spotless from top to bottom, stood in the corner of the laboratory, quietly looking at a crystal container under the statue of the serpent.
It's like a coffin.
The round olive-shaped crystal container is a secret treasure excavated by the Shanshan Hermit Society from an ancient ruin twenty years ago, and as the head of the Shanshan Hermit Society, Mr.
Mo naturally gave priority to obtaining the right to use it.
The container was churning with a silvery solution, and the body of a young girl with no wisps of hair was suspended in the huge container.
She wore a transparent crystal mask over her face, through which she could breathe freely.
Dozens of delicate transparent pipes connected the girl's body, and from time to time some secret concoctions and expensive potions were injected into her body.
The hidden power of the Shanshan Hermit Society is extremely powerful.
The annual financial income is also an astronomical amount, but this money will be spent cleanly every year, and not a single copper will be left, this money.
All of it was spent on the body of this beautiful and flawless girl.
Thick, smooth, moist, shiny long black hair was scattered behind her, and the girl had a beautiful oriental face.
Her body is slender and evenly proportioned.
Even a little toe is so crystal clear that you can't find the slightest flaw.
Mr.
Mo quietly looked at the body of this girl, whose face was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and there was a strange expression on his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Decades of hard work, countless gold coins invested, huge manpower and material resources consumed, and even did all kinds of things that hurt nature and reason in the eyes of outsiders against their own hearts, all the costs were worth it.
"I always thought that I was ten thousand times smarter than any master in the history of the Revelation of the Gods" "So, I'm sure I'll be able to do something they've never been able to do" Mr.
Mo laughed lightly, "So."
I did it. ” "Iseta, and those senior brothers before you, all the pain you went through was worth it.
Because you have used your body to verify so many risks for me, and so many formulas for me.
So I finally had the hope of success."
"My dear, I promised you that I would let our child grow up healthy and make her a greater being than us.
Look, I'm almost ready to do it now," Mr.
Mo looked at the girl soaked in silver liquid tenderly, and smiled gently.
It's as unabashedly rippling out as the spring sun.
"Of course, it's a little cruel, it's a little bloody, and there are too many people who don't deserve to die for this thing, but what does it matter, I will be able to make our children live in this world healthily, and they will have unprecedented power."
Shrugging his shoulders, Mr.
Mo smiled lightly: "That's enough for conscience, law, morality, rules, fuck it" In each of the four corners of this huge laboratory stood four other relatively rudimentary, apparently artificially made crystal vessels.
In the pale green liquid, four huge bodies were silently suspended in the container.
White, black, red, gray, about five meters tall, tall and burly, although it has lost the breath of life, it still exudes a suffocating and powerful coercion.
If Holy Crown Pope Grisco Dawn saw these four huge bodies, he would definitely mobilize all the forces of the Church to occupy this laboratory.
Knights of the Apocalypse, the White, Black, Red, and Grey Knights The church paid a huge price to barely get the body of a gray knight, and it was a defective product deliberately created by Lin Qi.
And here, in Mr.
Mo's private laboratory, four fully formed Apocalypse Knights soaked there so quietly.
They had hideous wounds, large and small, and it was clear that they had all experienced brutal battles, some of which had torn their heads and hearts, and that was what had completely robbed them of their lives.
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Compared to the lucky Cologne XVIII, these Apocalypse Knights were so badly injured that they didn't even have a chance to sleep in the primeval ruins, waiting quietly to be awakened one day.
In the Divine War, they fell directly, and in the long baptism of time, their bodies were preserved, and then one day they were excavated by lucky treasure hunters and finally transported here.
"Honey, I'm going to succeed" Mr.
Mo took a deep breath: "I don't dare to say that I can directly make our children become gods, but...
Demigods, it shouldn't be a problem, at least I have to be a demigod, otherwise I have been mad for so many years, so many years of cruelty, so many years of cunning and robbery, and so many years of intrigue, wouldn't it be meaningless at all?"
As Mr.
Mo muttered to himself, his body gradually exuded a strong, suffocating and powerful aura.
Demigods, lower-level demigods, middle-level demigods, high-level demigods, in the end, the aura on Mr.
Mo's body directly stabilized at the level of the peak of demigods.
The silver tights on his body have been made transparent by the impact of energy breath, and through this thin layer of silver tights, you can see that Mr.
Mo's seemingly slender and thin body is actually so strong and healthy.
On the elastic and streamlined muscles like mercury, countless tiny magic array runes were shining with dazzling brilliance.
Mr.
Mo smiled in a low voice: "It can be seen that my theory is correct, I can indeed cultivate by simulating demigods, so that I can have the power of demigods." ” Shrugging his shoulders, Mr.
Mo said mockingly: "Of course, maybe my control over energy is not as good as that of a saint master, but I have the absolute power of the peak of a demigod.
In the face of absolute power, skill is nothing" took out a piece of skyfall crystal, which was hundreds of times harder than diamond, and Mr.
Mo took out five fingers and crushed the crystal with a click.
His strength is so terrifying, and his physical strength has reached an inhuman level.
As if sensing the terrifying aura on Mr.
Mo's body, the girl soaked in the crystal container slowly opened her eyes.
Her black eyes were cold and cold, and an equally inhuman cold light loomed in the center of her eyes.
At this moment, a magic crystal on Mr.
Mo's waist trembled violently.
Mr.
Mo frowned, and then lightly tapped the crystal with his hand: "Something happened, I said, no one is allowed to disturb me while I am conducting the potion experiment."
A hurried voice came from within the magic crystal: "Your Excellency, Mr.
Iseta has been captured.
It was the palace guards who directly arrested people, and he was originally going to be sent to the Ashidi Prison, but now he was directly sent to the Victory Palace and imprisoned in the black prison under the Victory Palace. ” "I" Mr.
Mo has the mind to scold his mother Did Iseta recently fall in love with the undead or his dead father, who was possessed by a goblin undead Why does he always encounter such inexplicable things Well, well, of course Mr.
Mo knows that someone is calculating Iseta and wants to do something to Mr.
Mo himself through Iseta.
However, please don't do it like this endlessly, it's too dirty, and it's too frequent, it's like two ruffians fighting, and there's no master's demeanor at all Always framing Iseta in prison, what kind of slap in Mr.
Mo's face is this?
Taking a deep breath, Mr.
Mo asked gloomily, "What excuse?"
The hurried voice smiled bitterly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Bhikshu was assassinated, and at the scene of his assassination, Mr.
Iseda's teaching certificate was found" Mr.
Mo almost vomited a mouthful of blood on his back, and he didn't have to run, and it was the damn opponent who was calculating Iseta behind his back.
The last time the royal library disappeared inexplicably, Iseta's library card was left at the scene, and now it's okay, assassinate the bhikkhus and leave Iseta's teacher card Think about it, Iseta was looted a while ago, he still had several documents robbed of him, and how many times he was thrown into prison "Okay, I'll come now" Mr.
Mo said through gritted teeth, "I'll come now...
Tell your majesty that I am going to see your majesty."
Mr.
Mo was really angry, originally he didn't take the possible revenge of the Black Tiger Family to heart, all his current experiences were involved in his great experiment.
However, the people of the Black Tiger Family were so relentless that Mr.
Mo finally decided to start fighting back.
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Well, isn't it just this filthy and unsightly indiscriminate method?
Mr.
Mo will too, and he's very good at this: