When Saint Attila was in a state of claustrophobia at the Hall of the Sages, Joe was in the Hall of Pursuits underground in Hydra Palace.

The real owner is not him, it is Gorkin.

But the real person is also him.

In the Hall of Closing, the old man Metiga was wearing a black robe with a long hem that was dragged to the ground, busy in a hall with a biting cold and much lower temperature than that of Fort Hydera.

The temperature here is so low that the breath that Qiao squirted here immediately turned into tiny ice residues, and it kept falling to the ground with a tiny sound of "Ding Ding Ding Ding".

Such a low temperature was to preserve the six-eyed giant wolf on a huge metal platform in the middle of the hall. It had two pairs of huge flesh wings on the back and blood-colored six-eyed giant wolf on the back.

This is a big guy with a body length of more than 150 feet.

Its hair is dark silver all over, and two pairs of blood-colored wings wrap around its stiff body. Under the hair and above the wings, countless extremely thin streamers outline extremely complex runes.

This is a giant wolf corpse that has been dead for many years. Its life has long ended, but the vitality of its flesh still exists. The four fists are extremely thin, extremely clear, and extremely bright streaming light spews out from the depths of its body and pierces deep into the Dirac Sea. The continuous four basic elements are like flowing water, constantly injecting into its body.

No one knows how many years the Derren Empire has hid this guy here.

No one knows how many years have passed since this guy lies here and crazily extracting four basic elements every day to temper his body.

Anyway, when Qiao stood beside this big guy, he felt that every hair on this big guy gave him an extremely powerful sense of oppression. That feeling was like when Qiao was five or six years old, he ran to the family's secret warehouse for the first time and saw a box of field cannons secretly stored in secret...

The flowering bullet does not move at all, but it instinctively feels a fatal threat.

The threat that every hair on this wolf brought to Joe was a hundred times stronger than the flowering fire shells he saw when he was young.

"What an amazing big guy." The hall was quiet, and the busy Metiga made no sound. Gorkin, who was standing beside Joe, and nearly a hundred of Gorkin's colleagues made no sound.

Qiao was a little uncomfortable, so he laughed dryly, breaking the tranquility of the palace.

Ten major generals of the emperors and dozens of emperors and colonels, the elites who were carefully selected, who were loyal to the empire and performed extremely outstandingly in all aspects, turned around and glanced at Qiao, and then they returned to the standard standing attentive posture of motionlessness.

Joe shrugged and looked at Gorkin, who was standing beside him like a javelin.

Gorkin curled his lips at him, raised his right fist and waved it hard, making a threatening move of "Shut up, otherwise you will beat you up."

Metiga is busy with the giant wolf.

A metal table that was thirty feet long and ten feet wide was floating beside him, filled with all kinds of strange crystal vessels.

There are alcohol lamps, distillation tubes, test tubes, measuring cups... Qiao also roughly knows these ordinary utensils.

But there were more than half of the strange vessels, especially those with strange shapes and strange runes flashing on the surface. Qiao Ke had no idea what they were all about.

Metiga's arms brought dozens of afterimages, and many shiny vessels circling around him, without any friction and collision between each other, and without any sound.

More than a dozen alcohol lamps were burning quietly.

But Joe was sure that the fuel in these alcohol lamps was definitely not ordinary alcohol. Across dozens of feet, Joe could feel the fatal threat from the purple flames above these lamps.

Joe had no doubt that these did not emit any excess heat, or that all the heat was confined to the alcohol lamp near the metal table, they had the ability to instantly burn out all the elites present.

Another...tabolic thing?

Strange crystal vessels were suspended on the alcohol lamps, and various liquids were boiling, evaporating, and distilling. Through dozens of twisted and wound conduits, some strange products gathered in several fist-sized containers.

OK, Joe can't understand what Metiga is doing.

Anyway, in the afternoon he handed over the unlucky guys to Sallyan, and after he handed over all the "evidence" and confessions to Sallyan, Sallyan, who was "long-faced and happy" drove him to the temple of claustrophobia.

He stood here and watched the old man Metiga busy for nearly two hours.

"This old guy's craftsmanship... in Donglu's words, it's a bit tide..." Laplacie's sharp and delicate voice rang in Qiao's mind: "It can be seen that he has put in a lot of effort, but... his talent is limited, his inheritance is limited, and his level of refining potions is just like that..."

Joe rolled his eyes.

The dark hall, huge wolf corpses, nearly a hundred silent imperial wooden stakes, and Metiga, whose breath was mysteriously shaping the potion there... This made Joe feel uncomfortable all over.

His throat was a little itchy, so he coughed softly again.

The cough echoed in the huge hall, and the emperor officers looked back at Joe. Gorkin and raised his threatening fist again.

"Ah, this is the six-eyed wolf... Its real full name is the Abyss Six-eyed Corrosive Demon Wolf, an extremely terrifying big guy."

"You should thank this little guy Qiao, who recaptured the Wall Chapter in Ruhr City, which records all the secrets of the Wolf King Wall, including the life secrets of all the "wolf clans" in the world since the birth of the Medland Continent."

"The cracking of Wall's Chapter continues, and we only reveal a small part of it."

"However, there happened to be the mystery of the six-eyed wolf's life... and the empire's hand happened to have a well-preserved six-eyed wolf's adult body... Although it has been frozen here for nearly five hundred years, as you have seen with your own eyes, this guy is still very fresh and has maintained more than 95% of the vitality."

"So, little guys, you so-called imperial elites, you have already taken the fifth-level Great Everglades Shadow Wolf, but there is no way out ahead... Because the evolution potion of the imperial side's Great Everglades Shadow Wolf sequence has only reached the fifth level... there is no way out ahead."

"You have to thank Joe, Wall Chapter for giving you the opportunity to step into the sixth level."

"Of course, it's not just you, but the entire empire is thankful to Joe."

Metiga looked up and looked at Joe with a grin: "The Hydera sequence and the Abyss Flame Dragon sequence mastered by the Empire, the Hydera sequence has too great unpredictable consequences... Is the Abyss Flame Dragon sequence? A very few of you may know that the abyss materials are extremely rare and extremely rare... It is so difficult to cultivate a sixth-level flame giant."

"And the six-eyed wolf, such a big big guy, can extract tens of thousands of sixth-level potions in its body."

"The cutting-edge force of the empire will be greatly improved, and you are the first lucky ones."

"But I think your superiors have told you that the reason you were the first lucky ones... is because of your loyalty."

‘Bang’!

In a huge container, pyramid-shaped container, drops of sticky, clear, and glittering strange crystal light kept dripping. When each drop of liquid drips at the bottom of the container, there was a faint greed and a cruel wolf roar in the void.

Metiga's face became serious.

He squinted his eyes, and the pupils of the two eyeballs suddenly shook violently, and then the pupils of his two eyes were split left and right, and three small pupils distributed in regular triangles appeared in each of his eyes.

The six pupils were flashing with a blurry light, and a trace of extremely thin light shot out from the center of the pupil, scanning the viscous juice gradually accumulated at the bottom of the container over and over again.

"Not bad, not bad... The purity of this batch of potions is much better than the previous dozen test samples." Metiga nodded with satisfaction: "Ah, before you, more than a dozen unlucky eggs have taken the test samples I refined."

"The effect is good, the potion is very stable... The Chapter of Wall is worthy of being a mysterious origin... a taboo thing from the unpredictable ancient era."

Metiga sighed, his pupils returned to normal.

He took out ninety-eight tiny potion bottles from below the metal platform.

This number is exactly the same as the number of the Emperor's elites gathered here, including Gorkin, who have been apart from Joe.

Qiao counted the potion bottles carefully.

Then he rolled his eyes helplessly at the ceiling of the palace.

He was not leaving the Wolf Shadow Wolf sequence. Obviously, he didn't prepare a copy of the potion here. Why did Salian send his tribe here?

Metiga closed all the vessels on the metal table. He held the pyramid-shaped container in both hands, and seriously injected the viscous potion inside into the ninety-eight potion bottles at an average rate.

His control over dose is extremely accurate.

The potion he refined was filled with ninety-eight potion bottles.

Putting down the container in his hand, Metiga clapped his palms hard: "Okay, little guys, come on, take the potion, and then, the room next door has prepared for you. You can have a preliminary fusion potion inside..."

"The characteristics of sequence potion. You have taken the first five sequences. You should be very clear... I wish you luck to get the most powerful power and characteristics from the secret of the Six-Eyed Wolf's life..."

"Remember, the most powerful thing about the Six-Eyed Wolf is its corrosion characteristics... Corrosion, almost even the void can corrode a hole in the corrosion power."

"I appreciate the power of corrosiveness and wish you good luck!"

Metiga waved his hand to a group of Emperors and officers, then hooked his fingers at Joe.
Chapter completed!