Heavenly Dao Formula

Somewhere underground in Azure Castle.

Holding the torch, Gore followed his elder brother all the way down the stone ladder. I don't know when the facilities here were built, but they are obviously quite old. Both the walls and the ground are covered with layers of moss, and the sewage flows on the ground, giving off a rotten and unpleasant smell.

"Brother... where are we going? The underground aqueduct is really nothing to see."

Hearing the empty sound of dripping water and the occasional strange cry, Gore couldn't help whispering.

Now that the rebellious workers have all fallen into their hands, the next should be a happy "repayment" time. He really doesn't want to play exploration games with his elder brother in the underground sewer.

What's more, these intricate waterways are not a pleasant place. There are often rumors in the city that monsters are hidden underground. Every year, several scavengers are plundered by monsters. Their lives and deaths are unknown. Gore really doesn't understand why the other party wants to drag He comes here.

"Azure Castle is a city built by the sea, so the drainage project will be extremely large. And the location we are in is the center of the city's aqueduct, also known as the underground well lake." Philip replied, "Falling All the rainwater that enters the city will gather here, and when the storm at sea sweeps through Azure Fort, it can also be drained faster by the mage driving the water wheel."

"Okay..." Gore moved the torch to his feet, and he could indeed see a deep well beside the stone steps, with the sound of water flowing below, but he didn't know how deep it was. And with the light of a torch alone, the brick well wall on the opposite side cannot even be seen, which is enough to show that the size of the well is wide enough. "But what does that have to do with us?"

"Be patient, Goyle." Philip said calmly, "How much manpower do you think it takes to build such a drainage facility?"

"Uh... a thousand?"

"A total of 30,000 people, and it took about five years to build. They are all slaves, half-beasts, criminals, prisoners of war... There are many elves among them. When the decision to build a new port was reached after a consensus was reached between nobles and big merchants , they were transported here by a car." The steward seemed to be telling an interesting story, "The designer is the famous O. Henry, who presided over the construction of Sun Harbor and Flying Castle, so when building Azure Fort , Mr. Henry has more experience and directly uses a new building material."

"What material?" Gore asked patiently.

"human body."

He shuddered suddenly when he heard Philip's answer.

"You, what are you talking about..."

"The dead workers should not be thrown around, otherwise it will easily cause an epidemic. Throwing into the sea seems simple, but the number of tens of thousands of people is another matter." Philip put down the lantern and began to knock on the wall, and the sound of thud reverberated in the well , like the footsteps of some wild beasts, "The human body is rich in oil, which is very suitable for binding the soil in a sealed situation, and the bones can be buried for thousands of years without breaking, and are the most stable supports in the structure. It is based on this experience, The construction speed of Azure Castle is much higher than other seaports."

Even Goyle felt a nauseating urge.

Use people to fill in the building?

Can this be considered a new technology?

He had heard of the name O. Henry, and he seemed to have received awards from the king and the church for his superb skills. His prestige and status belonged to the upper class, but what he did was simply more terrifying than the devil in hell. In comparison, those things that the supervisor did were simply child's play.

"Brother... where did you hear these rumors?"

"Of course it is the Holy Palace. Besides, this is not a rumor, but Mr. Henry himself said it." When the knocking sound changed, Philip inserted his fingers into the cracks between the bricks and pulled out the stone bricks with ease. After a while, the gray-brown soil inside was exposed on the wall of the well. "We chose to operate in Azure Castle after full consideration. Although the body of the demon can be made of mud and wood, human remains are more suitable raw materials. This is the same as alchemy. If you want to get the most perfect finished product, the raw materials We should also try our best to pursue the top quality products.”

action? Demon?

No... what the hell is he talking about?

Shouldn't the steward of Pagoda be a job for the boss to manage the employees? How did it involve demons?

Gore was about to open his mouth to ask, when suddenly the blood all over his body was congealed, and a chill rushed straight to the top of his head!

He saw that the other's finger seemed to be broken.

Under the flickering firelight, not only could dark red blood be seen on Philip's finger, but a small white hard object was even exposed!

But he himself didn't notice it, and he was holding the soil, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

I... Is this vertigo?

Gore didn't dare to move the torch in his hand, but only dared to slowly approach the wall, put his hands behind his back, and buckled the brick joints like the other party.

At that moment, Goyle had goosebumps all over his body.

The stone bricks are spliced ​​extremely firmly, and have not become fragile due to the long years. His fingernails hurt, but he couldn't penetrate the gap even an inch!

But Philip peeled them off the well wall like pinching tofu!

When did his eldest brother have such supernatural power?

No... the question is not accurate...

Gore suddenly realized that the man in front of him was really strange.

"Brother..." He couldn't help but took two steps back, "Do you remember when we...became brothers?"

"Twenty-two years ago, the North County Orphanage. It was adopted by the Unnamed Chamber of Commerce, learned calligraphy, and finally sold it exclusively to His Excellency Azie." Philip turned to look at him, "Am I right?"

"But he would never answer me like that..." Goyle swallowed, "Because life in the orphanage is the last memory he wants to bring up."

This man was definitely not the Philip he was familiar with!

"Oh? That's something that's not mentioned in the information." Philip didn't intend to refute, "Are you going to ask me who I am next? I don't have a name, and I don't need a name—I used to have many nicknames, Dead Apostle, Betrayer, Warlock, Puppetfinger... But to be honest, none of them satisfy me. I hope I can have a more suitable title after this drama."

Gore seemed to be in a nightmare.

What are you doing?

Why did you walk with him for so long and didn't notice his strangeness until now?

Since when did he become Philip?

Looking at the empty eyes of the other party, Gore made the most instinctive reaction - escape! Get as far away as possible!

But the moment he turned around, a hand grabbed his neck from behind.

Gore struggled desperately, trying to break off the opponent's fingers, but the hand was as strong as iron tongs, and he couldn't pull it away no matter what.

He tried to beg for mercy, but no sound came out of his throat.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt for long."

Philip lifted him to the well and let go.

Goyle fell to the bottom of the deep well screaming.

After a while, there was a sound of gnawing.