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Chapter 23 The Alchemy Girl Will Not Be Injured (8)

Even the locals cannot understand the internal structure of the underground waterways of the Island Republic. They only know that this was built by their outstanding ancestors when the Island Republic was still under the Qiqiu Empire. This great water supply system made them still able to obtain fresh water everywhere even if they were on this small island divided by more than 100 saltwater rivers. All the waste sewage generated by life disappeared under the operation of the drainage system.

Their knowledge of the drainage water supply system was limited to two important gates. Their ancestors told them that when the city was surrounded, they must close the two gates to prevent the enemy from invading from the underground waterways, and that's all.

If Avicenna had not allowed the entire piece of sand and gravel under his feet to disappear in order to avoid the siege of Amy and Rurik, he would have never discovered this underground channel.

The place where Avicenna entered belongs to the sewer. In this dark and semi-enclosed space, once wastewater is discharged, the sound of dripping water flow is clearly audible throughout the space; an indescribable stench comes from the air, which is disgusting; under the current, thick mud accumulates, mostly from feces and corpses of animals and plants. If the skin is accidentally touched, it will soon itch and red.

Avicenna carried the lamp and walked carefully inside, while tilting his head slightly and muttering to himself to the top where there was nothing:

"My Apostle of the Xiaoyao School, I have found the assistance of teachers and students of the Alchemy Academy. According to the literature, it takes 66 days to make a body, but the island Republic has been besieged. With my own strength, it is impossible to protect this city for two months. I beg you to come here again and protect this city before the body is completed!"

As Avicenna's voice fell, the mud reacted. They formed into strange human figures again and again, and collapsed on their own again and again. After many failures, a clay figure that was still like a person appeared in front of Avicen, and opened his muddy eyes with a "sweeping" and opened his muddy eyes.

Avicenna was puzzled: "Mr. Ibn Sina? Why are you this time..."

"Wrong, it's not Ibn Sina, it's Ahmed Gulani."

The clay man waved his head left and right, and his stiff movement made people worry about whether his head would suddenly fall from the clay body. However, he saw him stretching out his hand to one side, and the palm that had originally had only one ball split and deformed hard. After repeated mistakes, he finally barely formed five fingers similar to human hands.

Suddenly, a magic power overflowed from the seemingly true palm, causing a large piece of soil in front to disappear.

"Yes, I barely reached the elves' level of strength." The clay man made a voice, "Although the attenuation has exceeded half, it is still much better than Lord Ibn Shina in any case."

"That is nature. Our soul does not need a very precise container." Avicenna said, "but when did you learn the magic of spiritual subjugation? Why didn't Lord Ibn Sina come in person?"

"Last time, Lord Ibn Sina was a little injured. This is the sphere of influence of Lord Gregorian. Lord Ibn Sina is not convenient for him to come in person, so I asked me to come." Ahmed Gulani said, "In addition, there was a little trouble in the Eastern battlefield, and Lord Ibn Sina cannot leave there for the time being."

"But Ahmed Gulani, you probably don't know how to subdue spirits, and you're so far away..."

"It was Lord Ibn Sina who sent me here. Just now, in order to better drive my spirit, he took action to destroy my body."

"Destroy your body?" Avicenna was shocked. He knew that this was the tactful thing Ahmed Gulani said. To be honest, he was just killed by Ibn Sina.

"If I can reshape the body of the King of Kings, then my body will naturally have a way to reshape me. If I fail, then we don't have to go back alive - this is what Lord Ibn Sina means."

Avicenna couldn't help but take out his handkerchief and wipe the sweat from his head: "But it's hard for us to help the island Republic defend the city for two months. Otherwise, we would have a chance to take Paracelsus away from the island Republic directly," he said.

"No, Lord Ibn Sina said, just do it here. Don't just stare at Paracelsus, he may not be able to trust. Let all other alchemists join in. If two months are not enough, three months will be three months, and if three months are not enough, half a year will be. No matter what those alchemists say, even if they are forced, they must force them to conduct experiments! Magic varies from person to person, and if we don't do this, it will be difficult for us to succeed."

"Half a year?" Avicenna shook his head repeatedly, "If Ibn Sina doesn't come, it will be difficult for a month to rely on the two of us alone!"

"And we."

When Avicenna was not paying attention, the mud was pinched out of four human figures. They were all like the clay man before, first opening their eyes, and then drawing the details of the organs of the body one by one, becoming closer and closer to the human form.

Avicenna was surprised and happy. These five people, plus himself, had a total of six priests. Except for Ibn Sina himself, the combat power of the Star Moon Sect had already gathered here.

"What are you still standing there? Let's go." The clay man who called himself Ahmed Gulani urged, "Take us to meet the legendary Paracelsus."

Under Avicenna's guidance, the group of people groped in the dark underground waterway. Because it was made of mud, they carefully avoided the water flow all the way, fearing that a part of their limb would be dissolved by water. After walking like this for a while, a girl's singing came faintly from the dark distance. After advancing for a while, the singing stopped abruptly and turned into a voice:

"Little Algernon, are you stealing my bread again? Don't think that I can't see it so dark, your squeaking sounds reach my ears."

"Hey, eat, eat, the last half of the slice. The bad guy Avicenna hasn't appeared for more than a month. If he doesn't bring food, I will starve to death. After you eat, you have to remember my kindness. After I starve to death, I will not be allowed to chew my body. Go to another place to find food. Remember?"

After a silence, the girl's sigh came from the darkness: "What a pity, in the end, I couldn't master the mystery of creation,"

Avicenna raised the oil lamp and illuminated the front: a girl slumped on the ground, her left hand was handcuffed to a steel pipe that should not have appeared in the sewer. Her hair and face were stained with stains, and the white sheet wrapped around her body had been dyed black.
Chapter completed!
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