I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

He also considered using fog-induced encephalopathy to control it.

However, while the Fog Plague can suppress apprentices and mortals for a long time, its effect is greatly reduced on ethereal beings of the same rank.

The storage space contained many important things, including gold.

At a time when he needed to be fully focused at all times, he didn't have the energy to keep an eye on a landmine in his storage space that could explode at any moment.

As for Ether's living body, Evan felt a deep sense of regret, even heartache.

This body was truly ingenious, but he simply couldn't take it with him.

Not to mention that this body is too large, and my storage space can't hold it at all.

Even if he wanted to eat, his stomach couldn't hold it all.

At the same time, it would also violate the concerns above: if he were to occupy more of the Nine Dragons Power slots, it would affect the subsequent battle situation.

Because Evan had no idea what he was going to face next, he was even prepared to take a second and third round of potions.

Therefore, it's best to leave as many grid spaces as possible.

Finally, and most importantly, he wasn't sure if anyone was secretly watching.

There are explanations for all the extraordinary characteristics he possesses now, but the reversal effect of the Nine Dragons Power is his most crucial ability.

Such a hasty act of eating the monster would inevitably arouse suspicion.

Turning his head to look at the potion shell, which had now completely turned into a pile of black, twisted organic matter, Evan sighed with heartache.

boom!

Just then, an explosion was heard in the distance, followed by David's strange cry.

"Hahaha! Great art is an explosion! Look at these magnificent fireworks!"

Hearing the sound, Evan turned his head and saw that Richard, David, and Erlon had already finished cleaning up and destroying the area.

A large amount of the residue from the mutated magic potion was piled in the middle, along with the core of the entire formation, and was blown into the sky by the special explosive that David ignited.

At this moment, as the formation was destroyed, the pulsating, blood vessel-like pipes in the ground and walls also stopped supplying fluids.

The entire area was like a factory that had suddenly lost power, becoming deathly silent, with only the dripping sound of the remaining soft mud slowly flowing down.

"Are you alright?!" After fixing the formation, Richard and the other two quickly surrounded them.

Evan shook his head: "It's nothing."

As he spoke, he easily pulled out the long silver nails from his body.

There was no blood loss throughout the entire process, and the wound healed completely in less than a second.

Erlong exclaimed in amazement, "Junior Brother, your unique abilities are truly terrifying!"

David asked curiously, "Are we just going to wait here? We haven't taken our new medicine yet."

These three people haven't taken the protective potion yet.

David had eaten it before, but Richard and Erlong hadn't tried it yet, and were now eager to give it a go.

After a moment's thought, Evan said, "We need to be more careful with this. This drug can not only enhance our combat capabilities but also protect us."

"I have a feeling that there may be widespread impacts, and we need to prepare for the worst."

Richard hummed in agreement: "Junior Brother, you should also be careful on your side."

"You should be able to sense that the entire special operations team gives off a feeling of going through the motions without putting in any real effort."

"The situation here is far more complicated than ours."

"I know you are very capable, but don't stand out too much at this time."

"Otherwise, we will get involved in some unnecessary disputes."

Evan hummed in agreement: "I know, I will handle things carefully when they arise."

The group quickly cleaned the area, carefully checking for any traps, mechanisms, or missing potion variants.

Subsequently, under Erlong's direction, they set up a set of protective barriers and perception arrays here.

Just then, accompanied by a green light, Mr. Puck suddenly appeared beside the group.

When Mr. Puck appeared, he looked around at the clean and tidy surroundings and was a little confused: "I don't think I've come to the wrong place, have I?"

“I remember this place should belong to the Twisted Creature Guardian of that Institute of Excellence.”

Ivan nodded, then pointed to the pool of filthy black organic matter in the corner and said:

"It must be this thing, right? After I crushed it, it triggered some kind of toxin in my body."

"And then it turned out like this."

"what!?"

Upon hearing this, Puker was immediately stunned and speechless.

He recognized every single word just spoken, but when put together, he couldn't quite process it.

"Dried up...you...you dried up the ether!?"

Evan nodded knowingly: "So this guy's name is Ether, huh? I guess so!"

"This guy has pretty good physical strength, but he's a bit too arrogant."

Then Ivan smiled and said, "I specially saved this lump of stuff for you, Mr. Puck."

"I don't know if the compensation we discussed before is still valid."

After squatting down and touching it a few times, Puk sighed, "It's no longer of any recycling value."

"This toxin corrodes almost everything useful."

After finishing his own business, Puk clapped his hands and said, "Oh right! I came to ask for help!"

"The Bronze Armored Fanatics next door have met their nemesis and are almost wiped out!"

"We're requesting backup. I've come over to ask if you have any spare manpower!"

Hearing this, Ivan remembered that Ryan was still over there and immediately shouted, "No, buddy! You're a god too!"

"We've got things sorted out here, take me there quickly!"

As he spoke, Evan looked at Richard and said, "I have a good classmate on the other side of the team. I'm going to go and lend him a hand."

"I'll be back as soon as things are settled over there!"

Richard nodded: "Go ahead, we'll take care of things here!"

Then Mr. Puck grabbed Ivan's shoulder and asked, "I'm leaving, are you ready!?"

Ivan gave a thumbs up: "Ready!"

……

Meanwhile, on the other side, in a spacious cave, one could see the corpses of dozens or even hundreds of ghouls.

The bodies had been completely smashed, with broken tissues and bodily fluids mixed together and smeared everywhere.

Interspersed among these ghoul corpses were a large number of zombies with brass-like skin.

These zombies were almost completely dismembered and had lost their ability to move.

Among these zombies were a large number of young people wearing tattered black priest robes.

These young people are generally around twenty years old, and most of them are missing limbs.

Some had their limbs cut off, and some had half their heads bitten off.

It's clear that these young people haven't fully grasped the extraordinary properties of copper transformation.

Only the bronzed body remained in place, while the flesh and blood of normal humans had been completely devoured.

Even so, these young people were in a state of combat before they died, and even when their bodies were being eaten, they did not feel much pain or fear.

They seemed to have fallen into a state of fanaticism and numbness, ultimately perishing together with the enemy.

Ahh!

A blinding flash of electricity passed by, and the two charging brass clergymen were instantly electrocuted.

Beneath the towering statue in the distance, a woman wearing a somewhat worn-out trench coat and a black ram's head mask stood there.

The woman was also somewhat disheveled at this point, with a barely healed wound on the left side of her neck.

One of the horns on the mask's head was broken off, and the hem and cuffs of the women's trench coat had many burn marks.

Strangely, all the wounds on the woman's body were burns, not slashes from cold weapons.

It seems that the wounds on her body were not caused by these clergy members.

"Damn it!" At this moment, Father Jasker's usually stiff face was filled with helplessness and anger.

The two giant ghouls that were guarding this place just now led a large number of ordinary ghouls and bronze zombies.

This level of combat capability is not a significant threat to Father Jasker's bronze-armored fanatics.

He led his men step by step, clearing out the monsters in the area, and the whole process went quite smoothly.

But just as they had defeated a giant ghoul, the situation took a turn for the worse.

With a violent fluctuation in space, the other party made adjustments.

The giant ghoul disappeared, and in its place appeared a disheveled woman wearing a goat mask.

Judging from the intense aura of extraordinary power emanating from this person, this woman must have just fought with Black, and was completely overwhelmed by him.

However, for Jasker and his men, it was indeed the beginning of a nightmare.

Because this woman's specialty is lightning, which is their insurmountable weakness.

In less than five minutes, the once well-organized Bronze Armor Fanatics suffered heavy losses.

Of the original twenty people, only three remain. Of the twenty who were brought in later, only five remain.

Left with no other option, Jasker had to ask Vic for help.

"Father Jasker... huff huff... are you alright?"

A hoarse voice, accompanied by heavy breathing, rang out. Jasker, who was barely supporting himself with his weapon, turned his head to look.