Almost at the same time, Edwin Antonio was wearing sterile work clothes in an underground laboratory. He was led into a laboratory by a researcher.
The space was about 20 square meters, and it was surrounded by cold tempered glass walls. In the middle of the laboratory was a thick and heavy alloy bed covered with mageweaths. A young girl was lying on it. Her neck, hands and feet were shackled tightly by five thick black iron chains. She couldn't move at all.
Beside the alloy bed were all kinds of equipment, including an electrocardiograph, a magic energy monitor, and so on. There were also two infusion stands, injecting the girl with two different colored liquids.
"What medicine is this?"
Edwin Antonio walked closer and looked at the bottle. "Can you tell me about it? She looks like she's in pain. She's twitching non-stop. "
"The light grey one is Norma Injection, a liquid that can produce strong negative emotions."
The voice came from a middle-aged man in front of the magic energy monitor. He replied calmly, "As for the red one, it's a mixture of energy potions and growth promoting potions. It's definitely painful. Anyone who grows from an 11-year-old to a 14-year-old in just half a month will suffer extreme pain. Do you know what the Easterners call death by a thousand cuts? I think it's ten times more painful than that. "
"It's that powerful?"
Edwin Antonio looked at Hazel Wildenstein on the bed with some admiration. "Did you gag her mouth?"
"I only gave her braces. This girl is very tough. Just now, she almost bit off her own tongue."
"If not for that, she wouldn't have the right to be the Egg of Resurrection for Her Highness!"
Antonio's eyes revealed a probing look. "So how is she now? Can she meet the requirements of the higher-ups? "
"It's very troublesome. Her physical problems are very difficult to deal with. Our original plan was to speed up the growth of her body to 14 years old when she was 13 years old, right? And Hazel's current mood, although I've already used various psychotropic drugs on her, she still has delusions in her heart. "
The middle-aged man's expression was very helpless. "I guess she's hoping that someone will come and save her. This is an unrealistic fantasy, right? She had actually counted on a sixteen-year-old boy whose parents had both died to come and save her. I think in this world, there is nothing more ridiculous than this. However, the problem was that her willpower was very strong and firm. She firmly believed in this unrealistic fantasy. I don't think I can change her unless I see the death of the person she hopes for. Our original plan was to spend two years to make her despair in this world, but now you want me to do this within fifteen days. "
Antonio smiled bitterly and said, "I want to, but if I really do that, Dwight Payton will come after me. Everyone calls him Paton, who is not to be trifled with."
The middle-aged man couldn't help but spread his hands. "Then there's nothing I can do, Antonio. If her negative emotions don't reach the threshold, she won't be able to trigger the Egg of Resurrection. "
"Alright, I also know that this is a bit of a stretch."
Antonio shrugged. "If you really can't do it, then forget it. The Illusionist sent by the higher-ups is on his way. What you need to do now is to adjust her body as much as possible and keep her in an extremely bad mood. This should be doable —"
Just as Antonio said this, he saw someone waving at him from the corner of his eye outside the glass wall.
It was Cajlon, one of his most loyal and capable men. He was in charge of the gang's intelligence gathering work, so Antonio stepped out without hesitation. "What's going on?"
"I've gathered some information about Andre Lee Wildenstein."
The man named Cajlon's expression was solemn. "Just this afternoon, this person was recruiting at the Cardinal Club. Many magical professionals in the city who are looking for a job received his inquiry letter. I guess the scale of his recruitment this time should be more than a hundred people. As for his purpose, it's unclear. "
"A hundred people? Wow, is this young Mr. Wildenstein planning to hire people to start a war with me? "
Antonio laughed carelessly at first, then his eyes flashed with murderous intent. "Continue to pay attention. It'll be better if you can get more accurate information. If he really wants to, then I'll be happy to send him to hell. "
At this time, no one in the laboratory noticed that Hazel, who was supposed to be in a daze due to the pain, had his eyelids slightly trembling and his fingers slightly clenching.
…
At 11: 35 at night, in the abandoned chemical plant, Li Mochen completed the last strange rune written with the Dragon Blood and placed the Magic Stone on it. Then, he returned to the center of the plant. With an emotionless gaze, he examined the Immortal Formation that he had completed by himself, as well as the many demonic creature materials that were placed in a specific order and in a specific position within the Immortal Formation.
He had maintained the 'Tianxin Divine Reflection' for a whole hour. Although he had a psychological problem in this state, it was still very reassuring when he was doing this kind of work. In Tianxin Li Mochen's dictionary, there was no room for failure.
His Complete Perception, which had expanded to a radius of 50 meters, could also help him perceive all the Demonic Energy flow in this immortal formation. Even the smallest details would not be overlooked. Then, according to the local conditions, he could make corresponding adjustments on the basis of the original immortal formation to achieve the best and most perfect effect.
The entire formation was centered on the magical treasure 'Yin Yang Mirror of Life and Death' that he had brought from the Original Firmament Realm. It extended in all directions, forming a huge oval.
"It's very strange. This is neither the Latin script, nor the Phoenician script, nor the Canaanite script or the Dragon language. It looks a bit like the big seal script of the Eastern script, but it's not."
Zhang Wei was also looking at the strange runes around Li Mochen. His eyes were filled with surprise. "Mr. Eisenhower, you have been in the mercenary world for many years. You can be considered to be very knowledgeable. Do you recognize these characters?"
"Who knows what they are!"
Howard Eisenhower, who was sitting at the side, was still livid. No one would feel good after being enslaved. He, who liked to be free and unrestrained, was even more so.
"I can only be sure that they should be hieroglyphics, but I have never seen them before. The only thing I can be sure of is that these characters have power, and it is very powerful. Very powerful. It should be on par with the Dragon language. It can't possibly come from Wildenstein — "
Zhang Wei knew that the so-called 'power' in the characters meant that they were compatible with nature and could guide and condense Demonic Energy.
In the Western world, the most powerful characters were the ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics, followed by the Norse hieroglyphics, the ancient Greek hieroglyphics, and so on. The last was the Dragon language.
But even though it was classified as a third-grade magical language, there were very few Mages in America who could master it.
"Don't look at me. I'm not too sure either."
Lee Tae-lai noticed that everyone was looking at him. He could only shake his head slightly. "I only know that my old master, Mr. Li, came from China like me. He was an abandoned disciple of a large sect. He had many unexpected abilities. He was an existence that people would never be able to see through. "
At this time, Li Mochen finally finished his work. He turned his head and swept his gaze over. "Kermit, bring my swords over. You can also get ready. It will start at twelve sharp. "
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