Chapter 465: The Smell of Disgusting (Part 1)

"Master is joking." The Iron Blood Duke said in a very gentle tone: "The first priority of this Iron Blood Warrior is to destroy the Alchemy City. I occupy Qin Yin, you own the Alchemy City, which was agreed in advance. When the number of Iron Blood Warriors is enough, I will mobilize the power of Dragon Island to help the Master fulfill his wish. Let him go to Metatrium City."

"Duke, what you said is not what you are saying." Because the Persian metal face did not change his expression, he took the new porcelain cup of the miniature puppet and threw it into his mouth with the glass and wine.

"Why isn't it in my heart? If Metatrim City sends a fleet here, of course I would ask the master to come forward to solve this problem. However, if you attack directly, the loss will be too great, which will affect the master's plan."

"How did you know that the fleet in Metatriline did not come?" Because Persia seemed not good at socializing, and what he said was very confusing.

"My ancient warship was missing, and it must have been captured by the people of Metatrim City. The warship contained a magic circle refined by Master Billyval, and it would be induced when it was close to a thousand miles away from my main warship. Because of Master Persian, the people of Metatrim City might not come."

"The thing I killed just now is below. Lord Duke, I'm afraid the people from Metatriline have already lurked on the island." Inpers pointed to the ground.

"Oh? What did the master kill?" The Iron Blood Duke asked curiously without seeing Inpossus perform his skills at all.

"A very weak little thing, I don't know how I came here. If this thing was a natural monster, I would never dare to be so close to me." Inpos said.

"Are the monster?" The Iron Blood Duke waved his hand and said, "Come here, dig there!"

As soon as he shouted, his personal soldiers immediately walked into the palace and looked at the ground. The captain of the personal soldiers ordered four mechanical puppets to be found and began to dig the ground.

Because Persian sneered, Yun Liuren's behavior was really disgusting. With a sword, the Golden Sword Saint around him could find that little thing and he had to make a show. However, the Iron Blood Duke gave him the best conditions to study alchemy. He would let him do whatever ugly he likes to do.

His face was covered with metal and he would not make any angry expressions. The Iron Blood Duke's subordinates quickly dug the ground for several meters and found the Iron Bone Rat.

The iron bone rat's brain exploded and was carried by a personal soldier with his tail and sent it to the Iron Blood Duke.

"Take it." In Persia's voice was like metal trembling. The personal soldier looked pale and sent the corpse of the iron bone rat over, and then hurriedly fled to In Persia's side.

In Persia stared at the personal soldier, and the personal soldier felt a pain behind his back. He bounced up and fell heavily to the ground. The Iron Blood Duke's personal soldiers were all high-level swordsmen, but they could not stand In Persia's eyes.

The Iron Blood Duke didn't mind. The actions of the personal soldiers did not respect the magicians. Not to mention that because Persia was a level nine magician, even if he was a great magician, he would punish his personal soldiers. The family trained magicians not only by controlling resources, but also by corresponding respect. These guys who learned magic have a arrogant temper and do not respect them.

The personal soldiers were carried away. In Persus looked at the iron bone rat with his head blown away. He used one of his metal fingers to push away the iron bone rat's wound. The flesh and blood inside was blurred, but he could still see a bunch of magic core fragments.

The Iron Bone Rat is a first-level monster. Its skills do not have any powerful attacks, but is just good at drilling into the ground. This magic core is pitiful.

Because Persia used his metal fingers to pick up a magic core stained with flesh and blood, put it in his mouth and tasted it. At this moment, even the Iron Blood Duke was a little disgusting, but he could not show it.

This was hired by In Persia that he spent countless energy and financial resources. For every three iron-blooded warriors, two of In Persia would be given to In Persia until In Persia gathered three thousand iron-blooded warriors to attack the Alchemy City.

He paid all the price of the three thousand iron-drafted warriors, and of course he would not get angry because of such a disgusting action from Persia.

In Pers used his tongue to identify the smell, and with a puff, he spit out the magic core fragments and said, "It's such a disgusting smell!"

The Iron Blood Duke thought to himself, because of Persian disease, everyone knows that this thing is disgusting, but it is what you put in your mouth!

The ninth-level magician Billyval, beside him, was stunned. When the magician was practicing, he might encounter any disgusting things, but the magician who had practiced to level nine had long been used to it. When he saw Persia tasted the fragments of the magic core stained with flesh and blood, he had no reaction. During the experiment, he had come into contact with even more disgusting things.

The level nine magician said it was disgusting, and it usually refers to one thing - the magician!

"Master..." Although Billyval is also a level nine magician, he respects In Persia more. He first saw such a powerful level nine magician. Even if In Persia does not use any equipment, he is no match for him. Moreover, he has seen In Persia kill the Silver Sword Saint by physical fight, which is simply impossible!

"It's a magician. A magician has sneaked in on this island." Because Persia's voice was cold and the feeling of metal trembling, everyone would not feel comfortable after hearing it.

"The God-Master?" The Iron Blood Duke was very surprised. He didn't understand why the magician appeared on his island. Although the Yunliu royal family had sex with the Holy See, his Dragon Island was absolutely not related to the Holy See. Where are there good people in the Holy See? They can't get rid of it if they are involved. If possible, the Iron Blood Duke even wanted to destroy the Holy See. Those charlatans preached everywhere, and who else would be willing to work for the nobles?

"It is a very powerful magic technique. I can't find out the source. Duke, your palace, defense is really a problem." In Persia said another hurtful word. This time the Iron Blood Duke raised his hand and expressed his gratitude to In Persia.

"Dark Blue, let the magic army be dispatched to search for the magicians." The Iron Blood Duke met the Golden Sword Saint who was as white as snow.

"Magic Legion? That's the one who protects the bedroom!"

"What are you afraid of? With the Persian master here, who can sneak into the bedroom?" The Iron Blood Duke waved without question.

"Yes, Lord Duke." The Golden Sword Saint Deep Blue put down his wine glass, glanced at Inpos, and turned around and left the palace. He had no fondness for the mage of the Alchemy City. In order to pursue strength, he turned himself into a person who was neither human nor ghost. He was simply a pervert.

Originally, he and Bilivar were the right-hand men of the duke. Since the arrival of Inpersia, his status and Bilivar have been significantly reduced. Now I have to arrest a magician in person? Could it be that I am a choreographer?

The palace of the Iron Blood Duke is in the middle of the three peaks, and it is a flat area. It was flattened with magic. There was originally a mountain bag, but now it has disappeared. The magic army is stationed here. Shenlan came to the camp of the magic army, summoned people, and began to search for the magicians mentioned by Inpos.

In the warehouse, Nicholas opened his eyes and said to Salin: "Lord, I found it, Tris and the others are locked in prison."

"Prison? Aren't you going to take a concubine?" Zola asked curiously.

"You know women!" Salin knocked Zola's forehead and said, "This duke is known as the iron-blooded. Even if he is lustful, he will not really marry my maid. What should I do if I give him a knife in the middle of the night? The Golden Sword Saint will die."

"Lord, there is one more thing."

"What's up?"

"We may have been discovered, with abnormal military mobilization."

"Discovered? How is it possible!"

"Lord, although I have fallen, I am still a magician. That person will be very sensitive because of Persia." Nicholas explained.

Salin suddenly realized that the longer Nicholas followed him, the more he ignored Nicholas's identity issue. For magicians, magicians are disgusting, and it is not surprising that In Persia can discover the smell of magicians.

"How far is the prison from us?"

"Twenty miles, surrounded by the magic tower, lord, will we go?"

"Why don't they go? They search, and they also have to search from the coast, find the traces left by us, and then search inward. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I can see if I can destroy something." Salin smiled.

"Lord, these grains..." Zola pointed to the grain in the warehouse. He also led the temple legion for a period of time and knew the importance of food. This is different from raising a few thugs. Tens of thousands of people were waiting to have a meal, and the materials allocated in the warehouse every day were a huge amount.

"Take it away!" Salin himself took it himself, and Nicholas also helped him, and packs of food entered the space equipment of the two people like flowing water. The two level nine strong men had strong mental power and could collect dozens of bags of military rations at a time, and there was no pause in the middle.

Tens of thousands of kilograms of military rations are nothing, Salin is just used to plundering all supplies.

Salin looked down on other things in the warehouse, and was used for ordinary soldiers. He plundered dozens of boxes of feather arrows, and then asked Nicholas to lead the way to the prison.

It was already late at night when he left the warehouse. Nicholas and Zola were not his contract creatures. It was too mentally consuming to share. Salin could only let Nicholas report his location and search for it himself.

There were people in the distance, and I don’t know how many soldiers searched and blocked the corridors, paths and palaces one by one. At this time, the fog had dissipated. Salin frowned and said to Nicholas: “Can you control a team of soldiers?”

Nicholas nodded. There are methods of forcibly controlling the magic, but huge rank differences are required.

Seeing that Nicholas was fine, Salin sneaked into a palace corridor with the ancient warriors, and a group of soldiers came towards him, holding a magic lamp, with only forty people. Salin's cloud movement burst out, and in an instant, the entire corridor was covered with clouds and mist, and there was a little fragrance in the clouds. Except for the team leader, the other soldiers fell softly to the ground.
Chapter completed!