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Chapter five hundred and eighty second fel pharmacist

Maybe the rebels are not here, but in addition to this, there must be some means to control the lord's family.

Maybe it was a "gift" from some demon.

The lord and his wife drank the medicine with evil energy, and the demon's mark must have been left in their bodies. Even if healing the totem can heal the injuries in their bodies, it will not be able to remove the demon's power.

If the lord and his wife are rescued, causing the evil energy in their bodies to explode, it is very likely that all previous efforts will be wasted.

That's why we have to find out the source of power and solve it first.

The clue is the guardian's medicine bottle. They do not carry the medicine liquid with them, but go somewhere to collect the medicine liquid every certain time.

After waiting for a while at the exit of the cellar, Luo Huai saw the guards coming out with an empty bottle and walking towards the other end of the castle.

"It's so unlucky. I'm going to pretend this time..." The guard muttered to himself while walking on the road, looking a little reluctant.

The pungent smell of the place where the medicine was collected and the demonic decoration that made him feel palpitations made him, an ordinary person, really couldn't like it.

Walking through the long corridor, the guards walked to the other side downward entrance, which was another cellar, but it seemed that they had been occupied.

"Pharmacist, I'm here to get the medicine." The guard pushed open the door and subconsciously covered his nose.

Inside the house, there was a huge iron pot filled with green medicinal liquid. On it, there was a statue of a demon, which was a very classic stone statue of a ghost.

On the edge of the iron pot, the pharmacist was debugging the reagents. Seeing that the guards who came to get the medicine were still not adapted to the environment here, he said gloomyly: "If you want to get the gift of evil energy, you will have to adapt to such an environment sooner or later. You must know that the powerful demons have adapted to the terrible void, which is different from the weak races who can only survive in the greenhouse."

Every word, sentence and tone of his voice reveals his admiration for the powerful power of the demon.

As he said that, he raised the bottle of potion in his hand and poured it down.

But what appeared on him was not pain, but a kind of pathological enjoyment... a twisted expression and a cautious green light.

This made the guard unconsciously take a half-step back. He just wanted to finish the medicine quickly and then go back, "Sir Pharmacist, please help me decorate the medicine."

"Okay... OK..." The pharmacist seemed a little impatient, but he had not lost his mind yet and knew that he could not ravage these weak guys.

He took the empty bottle, put the green liquid out of the pot, then picked up some other medicine liquid and mixed it in.

The guard saw that the medicine was still the same as before, and felt it was necessary to report the abnormal situation before, "Sir, the lord's wife..."

He gave a brief report on the matter that the Lord's wife had not made much noise.

After hearing this, the pharmacist thought about it, diluted the medicine a little, and then threw it to the guards. "This time the concentration is a little lower, and the lord couple cannot die yet... So this is the case with the weak creatures. They can't even accept the gift of power given by free."

Halfway through, the pharmacist's mood became a little unstable again and began to complain.

The guard didn't want to touch his bad head, so he quickly left with the medicine bottle and pulled the door up before leaving.

If you don't pull up, the entire corridor will be filled with this pungent smell.

"I don't know what's wrong!" The guard didn't know that every time the door was closed, it was anger at the pharmacist. Although it was just a small anger, the pharmacist who accumulated a lot of things and became more rude would sooner or later use them as medicine.

"Okay, okay... wait." After getting angry, the pharmacist calmed down and went back to pick up the pharmacy bottle.

He didn't notice a pair of eyes on his head, watching him do various potions.

Fel energy is everywhere in this space, and Luo Huai, who has evil energy in his body, feels no incongruity here.

He did not take action directly, otherwise he could knock the sickly pharmacist out with one punch, but it could not solve the fundamental problem.

He had to find out the source of fel energy in this castle, although it seemed obvious now-the statue of the little ghost hanging above the iron pot was only larger than his hand.

Arcane energy is the nemesis of fel energy, but the energy traces are too obvious, so Luo Huai used his fel energy.

"It's a bit difficult to control..." The first time I really used the evil energy, I realized that this kind of energy was difficult to control.

There is no order at all, like a group of mobs rushing around.

No wonder the guys eroded by evil energy all have green eyes and green ears.

However, Luo Huai has practiced energy particle control after all... Since a group of people are disobedient, they will all be arrested.

After controlling this, the evil energy can be considered more peaceful.

Afterwards, Luo Huai let his evil energy go along the ceiling and the iron chains to the statue of the little ghost.

In an instant, the statue of the little ghost, who was already looking green, reacted.

The statue head, which has always been asked for energy, has been instilled with evil energy at one time. It vibrates for a moment, as if it is about to survive.

From Luo Huai's perspective, his consciousness has been pulled into another space. It was a sense of connection in the dark. Although the main consciousness is still there, it feels like he has become in touch with something.

The unknown existence seemed to be communicating with him, letting him give and then getting what he could get.

Of course, Luo Huai definitely refused.

In fact, it would be useless if he agreed, because the weak power of the statue of the little ghost did not even bring his consciousness completely closer to the demon's contract space.

What's more, there is also the guard of the Eye of Destiny, and the demons have no chance to take advantage of.

The final result is... the pharmacist discovered the abnormality of the statue of the little ghost, but did not find Luo Huai.

"What's going on?" he thought to himself.

Seeing the abnormal statue of the little ghost, he was very excited, as if the worshiper of God suddenly saw his faith appear.

He had never triggered this before. He thought it was his actions during this period that impressed the demon.

It happened that the demon statue failed to pull Luo Huai through, so he settled for the second best and found the pharmacist again.

The pharmacist's consciousness was pulled into the contract space...

However, Luo Huai looked at him speechlessly, "Is this kid stupid?"

No matter how you look at the demons in the contract space opposite, they are just little ghosts.

No matter how you look at it, they are all at the lowest level among the demons. Even the king of the demons at the top of the demons can't raise his head among the powerful demons.

Just wasted the precious contract plan...ah.

Forget it, take advantage of this plan to read the information.

With the blessing of the contract, Luo Huai can unscrupulously use various materials on the pharmacist to debug the table.
Chapter completed!
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