The legend of Tiga

Chapter 509 Alchemy

Seeing Tiga shooting light at King Morat who was still howling, Lina pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, not wanting to watch the monster explosion scene she had seen countless times, but Horii in the back seat Surprised "Huh": "Is Dijia going to turn the monster back?"

"What did you say?" Lina immediately raised her head and looked forward, only to see that brilliant golden light hit Queen Morat, forming a golden mask, covering the restless and struggling Mo Lat. King Rat wrapped up and flew up from the ground.

The golden ball of light is getting taller and smaller, not only shrinking in the field of vision of the winning team, but actually shrinking, and even the size of King Morat inside the golden ball of light is shrinking rapidly .

Lena showed a lot of joy on her face, and shouted: "Tiga, he... He is not going to destroy the monster, but to turn it back."

"Yes, Tiga turned the monster back." Horii stared at the golden ball of light for a long time, it became smaller and smaller, and the light became dimmer, and finally completely disappeared from the victorious team's vision. The radiant light also disappears and becomes invisible.

Only on the grass in the far distance, there was a dazed Morat rat standing on the soft grass in a daze. After a while, a cave was dug, drilled in, and disappeared.

'Ding dong!Ding dong! '

The color timer on Dijia's chest flashed red light, he raised his head, looked at the dark sky, then raised his arms, flew to the sky, and soon merged into the stars, and was no longer visible.

Zong Fang put down the binoculars in his hand, let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "Everyone. Return to the base!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked back to the tent, and issued an order to end the battle. The Metropolitan Power Supply Bureau, which had been waiting for a long time, immediately began to restore the power supply of the metropolis. One after another, lights and roads were lit up one after another. The metropolis shrouded in darkness has returned to light, and colorful neon lights are flashing everywhere, which is very beautiful.

Only the P area located in the northeastern suburbs of the metropolis is extremely dark, and has not changed since the metropolis resumed power supply. It seems that a corner of the TV screen that is broadcasting programs is missing. Although it is small, it is very eye-catching.

Looking closer, the dark area is a large area of ​​trees. It has just entered the autumn when everything is withered. The vegetation in other areas is still luxuriant. Only here, the leaves have fallen early, leaving only bare branches. Against the backdrop of the darkness, it looks like a monster, enclosing a castle-like courtyard with an olive-shaped top.

In the shadowy courtyard, there is only one arc-shaped window showing light. If you get close, you can faintly hear the grunt!grunt! 'The boiling sound seemed to be cooking something, and this sound had been going on for a long, long time.

The inside of the house was even more messy. On the dirty carpet, there were deformed pearls everywhere, dull, dried horse manure, which attracted flies to settle on it, and other messy things dug from nowhere. Dry, semi-dried plant rhizomes, flowers and leaves, etc.

There are all kinds of graffiti on the ceiling and walls. Most of the patterns are distorted like shouts. It is impossible to tell what is being depicted. Only the hexagram pattern in the center of the ceiling that occupies most of the area is very It is clear and realistic, and there are red manjusha, black rose, purple mandala and other flowers of different colors.

In the corner of the room, there was a dusty desk clock. The pointer stopped at [-]:[-]:[-].

Not only the clock, but all the mirrors in the house were broken from the middle, and there were gaps spreading around, which were obviously broken on purpose.

There are three tables near the window, which are full of jars, and each bottle contains different items: withered or fresh plant rhizomes, unknown types of meat, unknown red liquid, and unknown sources. Where did the white bones and various seeds come from.

There was no light in the room, but glass products such as jars and reagent bottles radiated distorted colorful lights from nowhere, reflecting in the messy room, pulling out long shadows one by one, making the shadows appear even darker. of darkness.

But a middle-aged man in a white coat who was in the middle of it turned a blind eye to this. He stood in front of a table with a face full of fanaticism, heating a flask half filled with an unknown liquid with an alcohol lamp, and muttering in a low voice. Said: "Hurry up, hurry up, it will succeed soon."

On a gorgeous sofa on the right, a fluffy toy raccoon is sitting, watching this middle-aged man who is fanatical like a believer with small black bean-like eyes.

As if aware of the plush toy's gaze, the middle-aged man turned his head and said, "Master Qiannai, don't worry, it's already 39 weeks, and he will be sent away soon."

While speaking, he took out a withered flower from a jar with tweezers: "Now add the buds of datura grass, and then put in Dekisador's blood, Guwamu's flesh, Gorzan's skeleton, then heat 660 for six seconds."

After standing like this for more than ten minutes, the man turned off the alcohol lamp, put the hot flask on the table, and walked out of this 'laboratory' into a small room with pink decorations. The bed was bulging, as if Someone sleeps peacefully in it.

The frenzy on the face of the middle-aged man has disappeared, replaced by extreme gentleness, he raised his hand, tucked the quilt for the person on the bed, and said to himself: "Just send him away, Then no one can stop us, and the world will be our stage, don't you think, Francesca?"

But the person on the bed didn't move, his expression was stiff, his wide-open eyes didn't show movement, his skin didn't show any color, and he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing. He was just a big doll, but this middle-aged man seemed to be Treat it like a real person.

There are not only exclusive rooms and small beds, but also very gorgeous and tidy layouts, which are quite different from other rooms. There are even many toys like Barbie dolls that girls like beside the small beds.

And that furry raccoon toy came from the 'laboratory' to this small room at some point, sat on the table, and 'stared' at the middle-aged man with small black bean-like eyes.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly fell, and he said angrily: "Master Qiannai, he will be sent away soon, go out now, don't disturb Francesca's rest."

Then I felt that I was speaking too loudly, so I quickly lowered my voice, patted the puppet lying on the bed, and said very gently: "Don't be afraid, Francesca, this is Master Qiannai, there is another week, the alchemy It will be successful, send that guy away, Master Qiannai will leave, and no one will disturb our lives."

The plush raccoon on the table disappeared at some point, and the middle-aged man straightened up, and left the luxuriously decorated room lightly, closing the door gently, for fear of making any noise, which would make everything go wrong. Returning to silence, only the distorted colorful light that fills the ancient castle is left, as if alive, slowly flowing
(End of this chapter)