The blue and white dawn and faint morning mist blend in the vast sky, dotted with Laxtak Fortress.

Modrien stood in front of the window, looking at the changing clouds from a distance, with a calm expression.

The harvest in the Shatar Plain is far less abundant than imagined. The legend of the Lizardman Temple falling one after another, as well as the divine clone and the Blood Kingdom after the destruction of the divine kingdom, only some divine substances left behind, and I don’t know how many orange essences can be decomposed.

However, in the tent area stationed in the Beshilik Kingdom, a lot of magic items were obtained.

He guessed that those should be left over from the Lizardman priests, and they had not yet taken them away when they hurriedly evacuated.

Hearing the subtle movements next door, Modrian stretched out and said helplessly: "I'm not satisfied with the final gains." After complaining, he turned around and left the study.

As for what he said, he was a little self-deceptive. Although it seemed that Valoran had gained little, it was just a superficial phenomenon.

As time goes by, Valoran Leg can get more things in the future.

In the bedroom and living room, Modrian just came out, and a golden glow flashed. Yumi was floating above her shoulders, and her fluffy tail swung gently.

“What are we going to do today?”

"Eat breakfast first." Modri ​​comforted Yumi's head and said softly. "After breakfast, go to Singid's laboratory to take a look."

"Then I'll go find Xiaoju, Xinjid... Well, it's too dirty." Yumi lay on the magic dictionary, her cute eyes half-closed, showing a very enjoyable look.

"Well, don't lose Xiaoju, otherwise Mr. Ai Wengmien will be angry."

Modrian recalled the last time Yumi took Xiaoju out for a trip, but the two guys went through the door magic script. They didn't know where they went and didn't come back for a long time. In the end, it was Ayon Mian who found them deep in the Renver Mountains.

Yumi rolled her body, looking a little lazy, as if she remembered the last time she was embarrassed, and her face was filled with shy expression.

"No, I won't be angry!"

"Aowu... I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to play with Xiaoju. Let's go and set off!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the little guy patted the magic dictionary. The glowing paper page released a dazzling light, condensed the rune portal in the transparent air, and then she and the magic dictionary disappeared in the bedroom.

Seeing this, Modrian shook his head and laughed and walked towards the corridor. As soon as he left the door, he saw Zhao Xin and Pansen who had been waiting for him from afar.

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The cold wind of winter and the rouge-colored morning glow covered the sky above the Luxtack Fortress like flames.

Modrian walked on the mountain road and looked up and could clearly see the solemn fortress dome, the misty statue of Galio, and the ethereal and deep mountain peaks.

The further down, the more hazy the scenery in the sky became, as if it was covering a layer of fine veil.

With the crisp sound of footsteps, Modrian and his group stepped into the mountains. The dim light flashed, shining out the steel pipes staggered on the concave and convex walls, and some dust floated in the air.

Occasionally, you can hear a low mechanical roar and the smell of metallic oil stains fill the nose.

Looking at the alchemy laboratory embedded in the mountain, Modrian couldn't help but sigh at the majesty of the Iron Glass City. He could see the leopard from the tube. From Singid's alchemy skills, he could see the great face of Zuan.

This is not a temporary sigh, but a baptism of time.

When I first came to Laxtak Fortress, the mountains at that time were complex and dirty mines mixed with the bodies of infected people in the abyss.

Now, in just two or three months, the alchemy laboratory with a strong steampunk style is presented to us.

"Good morning, Lord Lord."

In front of the Hex pressure transport aircraft, alchemy technology researchers stood behind the steel and glass door and bent down to salute Modrian.

"Is Singid in the laboratory?" Modrian walked into the Hex pressure transport aircraft and bent down. In the colorful smoke, steel pipes and steam devices emitting white mist could be seen everywhere.

"It's here." The alchemy technology researcher responded with his mechanical chin moving.

"Then go and have a look." Modrian said casually.

"Destination: Sinjid Alchemy Laboratory." After seeing everyone arrive, the alchemy technology researcher raised a bell-shaped trumpet and said loudly. Then she adjusted her thick goggles and pressed the red button on the iron wall in the cabin.

Crunch! Crunch!

The Hex pressure transport aircraft began to operate, and the sound of mechanical parts interlocking each other sounded in an empty environment, and then it slowly sank the whole.

In front of the glass window, Modrian looked at the scene in the laboratory. Although it was not the first time he came, he had a different mood every time he watched the changes in the laboratory.

But at this moment, he looked at the scene outside the transport plane, frowned, pointed to the colorful haze hovering over the pipe, and said, "Don't you clean up the haze outside?"

Upon hearing this, the alchemy technology researcher followed Modrian's hand and looked slightly embarrassed: "Sorry, Lord Lord, those waste gases generated by the experiment will be treated uniformly."

"It's just that Lord Singid's experiment is at a critical moment. Most of the people, except for what you transferred, gathered in Lord Singid's hands, so..."

"The experiment is at a critical moment?"

Modrian turned around, looked at the alchemy technology researcher behind him, and asked, "What kind of experiment is it?"

"About the research on divinity, Lord Singid used alchemy technology to try to perform preliminary separation." The alchemy technology researcher replied respectfully.

Bang!

Just as Modrian wanted to continue asking, the Hex Pressure Transporter hit the ground, making a sound of steel collision, and then the voice of alchemy technology researchers sounded in his ears.

"Lord, the destination has arrived."

The iron glass door opened, and the bright magic light reflected the faint mist, spreading over the surface.

Modrian wanted to call on Garna's help like last time, but he immediately remembered that Garna was still assisting Drayus in dealing with the affairs of Beshirik Kingdom to prevent any unexpected situations.

Buzz! Buzz!

The bloody life energy surged out from the body, forming a round and transparent shield in front of Modrien, blocking the haze.

"Take me to Singid's lab."

"Okay, Lord Lord, please come with me." The alchemy technology researcher walked ahead and quickly advanced along the hard ground.

The rich haze rolled in the passage, as if we were welcoming Modrian's arrival, but the more we went into the laboratory, the more the air temperature became hotter.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Modrian realized something and looked up at the dark tower standing in the center of the laboratory. The fog overflowed from the spiral and filled the dome.

"The laboratory under the tower?"
Chapter completed!