Chapter 28: Sneaking into Eleven City "Old man, did you know in advance that after detonating the Holy Light Teleportation Array, there would be errors in the transmission direction?"
"How did I know?
Although I have casually studied the alchemy of the human race in the past thousand years, I have never reached the stage where I can fully understand the teleportation array.
Brat, do you know that the teleportation technology was only recently developed by the Abyss clan?
Holy Alchemy" In a forest of weeds, Moge pulled on her work clothes that had become torn again, muttering with complaints on her face.
Counting this set of work clothes, this was already the third set of work clothes he had destroyed.
Although he prepared many sets of work clothes and dry food before setting off for the Tianyue Mountains, he couldn't help but waste it like this.
"The abyssal bastards are actually studying alchemy, and they have also developed space teleportation technology one step ahead of the human race."
Merg took out some of the potions and crystals he collected from the storage ring, and threw them into his mouth one after another.
Repairing the injuries caused by passing through the teleportation space tunnel.
"Since the age of the gods, the Abyss clan has been bent on conquering the world.
Which race has not studied the secret arts with great concentration?"
The blond old man snorted coldly.
"Old man, before the teleportation technology was successfully developed, how did the abyssal bastards get in and out of the nine-level abyss?"
"At that time, only those in the Holy Realm would often travel between the various levels of the Abyss.
After all, only those in the Holy Realm and above could possess the ability to tear apart space."
The blond old man paused, "If a large number of slaves need to be transported between different levels during a special period, more than ten Holy Realm peaks will be needed to open up the space cracks and maintain the stability of the space cracks."
Mog nodded thoughtfully, but heard the blond old man say again: "You brat, stop chatting.
Don't you want to rescue a little girl?
Go quickly and rescue the little girl, so that I can save you as soon as possible.
The two were sent out of the abyss."
"That's true."
The blond old man laughed and then asked: "Boy, our next step is to find a pharmacist uniform as soon as possible.
In this way" Don't wait for the blond old man to finish.
Moge curled her lips and interrupted: "In this way, we can pretend to be imprisoned pharmacists and sneak into the city, right?"
"You're smart kid" Just when the blond old man was praising Merger, Merger turned over and took out a brand new pharmacist uniform, "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten that I am still a mid-level pharmacist."
"Oh, I'm so old and confused.
How could I have forgotten all this?
Galton told me.
Although you are very poor in talent, your brain is still very useful.
You are good at alchemy and making potions.
The achievement is not small.”
Moge curled her lips, "My talent is poor, and it's not because he sealed my talent."
As he spoke, Merger put on the pharmacist's uniform and said, "In this way, we can set off."
"It still doesn't work."
The blond old man paused.
"Although the pharmacists in the second level of the Abyss Demon Prison are not like the slaves of the sea tribe and have no freedom at all.
But all pharmacists are still forced to wear abyss shackles."
"Abyss Shackles," Mog's lips curled up, "It's a joke, the level of alchemy required to make the Abyss Shackles is not very high.
It just uses special mineral materials.
I can barely make a replica."
After saying that, Merger took out the ore he had collected from Amber Island and his utility knife.
Make the abyss shackles directly on the spot according to the memory.
Five hours later, Merger clapped her hands and exhaled while looking at the abyss shackles on the ground that looked almost real, her eyes extremely excited.
"Hey, I'm about to meet my little girl.
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I think you're excited," the blond old man joked without missing a chance.
"Old man, stop talking nonsense and show me the way quickly."
Mog picked up the abyss shackles, flashed towards the nearest city.
Halfway through, Merger suddenly asked: "Old man, I still don't know your name."
"Gru."
The blond old man's voice sounded very unhappy, as if he was complaining about why Mog didn't remember to ask his name until now, "Gru Mog."
"After my father's name, my mother's surname."
Moge nodded to herself, "It seems that my cheap father really loves my mother."
"You brat, what are you whispering about?"
Under Gru's guidance, Merg soon arrived at the foot of a city.
Except for the very simple and dark architectural style and the presence of many towering stone towers in the city, this city heavily guarded by Sirian troops looks the same as a human city.
Mog hid in the weeds in the distance and asked Gru in a low voice: "Old man, how do we get in?"
"We can only climb over the wall to get in," Gru sighed.
"Although the pharmacist trapped on the second floor is not a slave, he is usually not allowed to leave the city."
"Hey what is that" Suddenly, Merger's eyes lit up and she turned to look at the ore truck driving towards the city in the distance.
At this moment, standing in front of the ore truck were two Sirius men whose strength was equivalent to that of a Nine-Star Fighter.
"I have an idea" After saying that, regardless of whether Gru agreed or not, Merg stepped forward and cautiously approached the ore truck.
In the city, Merg was walking swaggeringly on the wide streets with his feet shackled.
Most of the pharmacists of all races passing by looked indifferent, as if they didn't know each other, but since Merger appeared, these pharmacists all looked at Merger as if they were idiots.
When most pharmacists saw Merger, they all thought in their hearts: "How can this idiot live such a slave-like life and still be so leisurely and contented?"
Suddenly, Merger stopped an intermediate human pharmacist who was walking towards him and asked with a smile: "Brother, do you know the name of this city?"
The pharmacist glanced at the shackles on Merger's feet and then at the mid-level pharmacist logo on Merger's chest.
Then he looked at him with an idiot's eyes and said coldly: "Eleven City." ” After saying that, before Mog asked again, the human pharmacist hurried forward.
"You brat, follow him and figure out the situation in City Eleven first."
At this time, Gru's small voice suddenly sounded.
Hearing the words, Moge nodded and followed the steps of the human pharmacist unhurriedly.
An hour later, after following five different pharmacists, Merg finally figured out the situation in City Eleven.
The so-called Eleven City is like the number of a prison, the name given by the Abyss clan to the city where the pharmacist lives.
The Abyss clan named the city so casually, but it can be seen from the side that the pharmacist's status in the second level of the Abyss Demonic Prison.
There are many towering stone towers in the city, called Apothecary Towers, where pharmacists research and manufacture medicines.
In the second level of the Abyss Prison, the number of pharmacist towers in the city also means the number of pharmacists in the city.
According to Merger, there are only three legendary pharmacists, fifteen senior pharmacists, hundreds of mid-level pharmacists and thousands of low-level pharmacists in the eleven cities.
City Eleven is not a city that is heavily guarded by the Abyss Clan.
There are only less than a thousand Sirius troops stationed there.
It is precisely because the number of legendary pharmacists and senior pharmacists is too small that the Eleventh City can only be regarded as a remote small city among the many cities on the second level
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