Light Spirit Epic Chapter 806: The expedition is different from the first

Chapter 806 The Expedition to Another World

"What are you doing." **First*.." Bedivere held the bark. Let that resin build up on the bark. At the same time asked Palamidis curiously.

"It's nice to be in the tropics. You can get it with any planer." Palamidis cut out dozens of stones the size of a palm. The stone was pale golden yellow in the light of the torches. The Leopard Man simply took off his robes. Cover these stones with clothing. He carried it behind his back like a big cloth bag: "Okay. Today's harvest is rich enough. Let's go back like this."

"You better do what you say." The bark in the werewolf's hand had grown heavy. It is estimated that there are more than ten kilograms of resin. By human standards. This tree is simply fat and oily.

The surrounding beasts rattle more frequently. Update Bedivere for the first time. I don't want to stay in this wood for a moment. He couldn't wait to follow Palamides in the direction of the camp.

Back to camp. Of course, the two quickly jumped onto the tree house to remove the things in their hands. It was unexpected that Palamides had just put down that pile of stones and prey. He jumped off the tree again: "You guys eat first. I'll go pick something later."

"Palramidis..." Bedivere exclaimed dissatisfied. It was completely dark. Even with torches in hand. Wandering in the wilderness in this dark night. Just looking for death.

The Leopard Warrior ignored the protest. quickly ran away.

"What did Dad bring back?" Saifer asked curiously: "Stone. Uh. It's resin."

"It's all materials for making rockets." Bedivere explained: "He probably wants to make arrows that can burn violently. To compete with the monsters."

"And he's not going to eat anymore." Albert sneered. Also nibble off the last grilled fish.

"You selfish fellow," the werewolf said angrily.

"Stop joking. Mr. Albert, meow." Seglade pulled three grilled fish out of the dried leaves. Handed it to Bedivere: "There's a lot more here. It's all baked for you. Just keep it warm with the leaves, meow. Eat it now meow---I'll take care of these rabbits and birds, meow."

"Remember to keep the feathers and fat." The werewolf was afraid that Seglade would throw away important arrow-making materials as well. Quickly added a sentence.

"Okay. I'll be careful, meow." Seglade also raised a torch. Run under the tree. Open up the critters near the river. Peel the skin and take the meat.

Bediver thought Palamides would be gone for a long time. I didn't expect the big cat to come back at this time. With a large bundle of cattails.

"Wow. What do you want this thing for." The werewolf glared at Palamidis.

"Wow. That's not a cattail meow. It's so playful." Albert grabbed a cattail and played with it. Dangling the cattail pseudostem.

The cattails that Palamides picked had three-inch pseudostems. The fluffy cattail pseudostem looks like a sausage. Or a short cat tail.

Paramedis put the plants aside. He picked up the three stone bowls that he found from nowhere.

He filled one of the bowls with resin. So close to the fire. Use the heat of a fire to melt the resin. As such. Impurities in the resin or sink to the bottom. or float to the surface. Purified resins are readily available.

He filled another stone bowl with water. Smash the returned stones one by one. Throw in a bowl full of water: "Seifer. You use a knife to pound these stones even more. Then strain them. Discard the gravel. Only the solution remains."

Seeing his son dumbfounded: "Dad, what do you want to do meow---"

"Hey. You'll find out soon." Palamidis is already busy cutting those cattails open. All parts except the pseudostem were taken out by him. Throw in the fire and burn to ashes.

He was padded with a parachute cloth beforehand. It is convenient to recycle these ashes yourself. He picked up a large bag of grass ashes with heat. Pour into another stone bowl. Also add water and mix well. It's literally a bowl of mushy grass ash.

"Tiger. You mash the ashes even more. Strain it as well." Palamedis ordered Albert again.

"What kind of plane are you doing?" Bedivere finally couldn't help asking.

The leopard warrior smiles. More faster chapters to come. Pointing to the pile of stones he brought back: "Do you know what this is."

"I'm asking you because I don't know."

"This is soil salt. One of the raw materials used to make saltpeter." Palamedis saw that his son had already prepared a bowl of soil salt solution. Just bring the stone bowl. Then mix it with the contents of the Albert bowl: "Soil salt and plant ash. The filtered solution is heated in the fire. After most of the water is evaporated, the saltpeter is precipitated------"

Smart Bedivere immediately guessed the intention of the leopard warrior: "My God. You want to make gunpowder."

"Hmm. No. Not yet." Palamidis shook his head in disappointment: "I haven't found the sulphur yet. The saltpeter produced now can only be used as an accelerant. It makes the rocket's arrow burn even more. Prosperous*."

(*Note: Saltpeter will decompose and release oxygen at 334 degrees Celsius. It plays a role in combustion.)

"So it is." The werewolf looked at the bowl of melted resin: "Mix the saltpeter into the resin. Then soak the clary clover in the resin. Can you make arrows?"

"Exactly." Palamedis said, "Let's do it quickly. With the equipment we have now, we have no chance of winning against monsters. At least 30 flaming arrows are required.--- Tomorrow we enter the Sudanese moor. If only we could find sulphur."

"I. I don't understand. It has something to do with brimstone. What does it have to do with it," whispered Elaine, who had remained silent.

"Why don't you even understand this. One part of sulfur. Two parts of saltpeter. And three parts of charcoal. Mixed together is black powder." Albert pretended to be a teacher: "With that .You can blow up the monsters to the point of shit."

It's hard to say. Bedivere groaned inwardly. This crude gunpowder contains too many impurities. The effect is unbelievable. Even if it can be successfully detonated. The lethality can't be too great.

It's unrealistic to think of defeating beasts on this basis alone. The best it can make is explosions and loud noises. Scare the monsters away.

Of course. Maybe that's exactly what Palamidis had in mind. He had no intention of going to war with the monsters at all. If you can get away with fighting, just get away.

Same time. King Arthur's bedroom.

"Over there." The evil star rested on King Arthur's crown like a little emperor. Extend your little paw to point east and west. And the great king of knights is always on call. Which direction is the dragon pointing in. Which way does he go.

Such a situation. Rare in the world. But now it has been seen by the servants of King Arthur's family. The servants tried their best to hold back the snicker they wanted to make. Just turn a blind eye. Continue to do what they are doing.

"That---" After the king of knights circled back and forth in the castle dozens of times. Finally, I couldn't help myself: "Are you really looking for it? We've been around for a few hours. It's getting dark. Haven't found it yet."

"Almost there." Shaxing whispered: "You don't understand. Mortals. The photon smell of dragons can sense the surrounding aura. It is a very sensitive feeling. But its accuracy is not enough. Judging the direction is originally It's so difficult. I can only sense it roughly."

"Yeah. Say whatever you want---" Arthur groaned.

"But we are indeed getting closer to the target." The evil star added: "I can feel it. That unfamiliar aura is getting stronger and stronger."

"Oh. Really. What does that smell like?" Arthur asked suspiciously.

" That's not a smell. What the photon smells is a breath. It's different from what the normal sense of smell smells. I can't tell the difference. --- alas. Down the stairs here go."

"You can smell it. But you can't tell. Humph---" Arthur went down the stairs. I was even more unhappy.

"That's good. I'll try to describe it as much as possible. For example, your breath. It's a kind of annoying feeling similar to smell." Shaxing hummed: "Dragon clans are all repelled by the same clan. They can smell this breath from each other. And you also have dragon blood in your body. So in my feeling. You too.

However. That's not olfactory. It is a kind of psychological disgust that arises at the moment of sensing your breath. ---Turn left ahead. "

"Is that so.---And what about Greenville." The King of Knights walked down the bright corridor. Just ask.

"Hmm. Very faint dark elf blood. Sweet scent."

(This guy is quite right. Although he should have known Greenville's origin.)

"By the way. There are actually three unfamiliar scents we're chasing right now. Two of them should be orcs~IndoMTL.com~full of a wild stink and a meaty scent---seems delicious. "Shaxing analyzed seriously. "These two guys are the ones who keep us going in circles. They seem to be wandering around the castle a few times."

"Very good..." The King of Knights could guess. Those two are Husky and Hal. These two guys are on a scavenger hunt in town. The pattern of their actions is roughly in line with the description of the evil star.

"There's another aura that's even weirder. It seems to be a dragon. Or a guy with dragon blood. It's very powerful and ancient. It's buried deep. Its power seems to be slowly seeping from a fixed location. out."

The sentence aroused the curiosity of King Arthur.

"I turned around a lot just now. I finally followed the dispersion range of this breath. I found its source." The evil star got up from the crown and sat down: "It's that room."

He points to an ancient door on the right side of the hallway. There seemed to be a faint smell of power in the old room that was barely used. when so close. Even Arthur could feel it. () "The Legend of Light" only represents the views of the author Raven D Vixas. If you find that its content is in violation of national laws, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform . 【】,thank you all!