"Ah! No, don't!"

"Please show your compassion!"

"Give me aside!"

The young man with black hair looked at the hidden canyon under his feet, which was fifteen kilometers away from Cecil City. Although there was a magic circle hidden, he had already heard the screams and begging mixed in the wind coming from the canyon.

"I don't know how the drug research is?"

A thought flashed through his mind, Diapolo fell from the air and entered the canyon. When he entered, a black shadow flashed through the air like a black thunder, but it stopped in time when it was about to touch him.

Hiss! Hiss!

The giant snake wearing black scales sucked and spitted the scarlet snake letter, looking at the tiny person in front of him who seemed to be able to swallow with his mouth open, feeling the slightest breath lingering on the adult's body, with a look of awe in his eyes, humbly lowered his head, and placed his head at his feet.

"good!"

Diapolo reached out and touched the snake with wide fleshy wings on the back, raised his legs and stepped onto its head, allowing the giant snake to swim into the valley with its own back.

The ecological environment here is completely different from the outside world. Giant trees are towering, shrubs everywhere, and all plants show an extremely vigorous growth, and ordinary humans cannot walk here at all.

Hiss! Hiss!

In the dense tree canopy, there are a large number of black-scaled snakes wandering. They are the race that Diapolo deliberately brought out from the Dragon Realm. The purpose is that they have the talent that surpasses dragons in some ways, so they want to develop some kind of potion that will inevitably be very popular through them.

Of course, Diapolo would not do such a thing himself. He handed it over to his idle humans and specially set out a valley for drug experiments.

The subjects of his experiment were the robbers and bandits who had been caught and survived after building urban roads. Even if these guys were tossed and lost, they would not affect anything. Moreover, their flesh and blood can still be used as nutrients.

The deeper the canyon, the more vigorous the plants and trees grow, filled with a wild and primitive aura. If ordinary people arrived here, they might have turned around because of the increasingly heavy oppressive feeling, but Diapolo felt that the place was becoming more and more friendly and comfortable.

"Ah! I want women, I want Nako! Ah! I can't stand it anymore!"

Just as Diapolo was immersed in the aura that was extremely close to the Dragon Realm here, a wailing sound filled with despair suddenly sounded, and at the same time, Diapolo's eyes suddenly became clear, and a scattered building complex appeared in front of him.

But the next moment, Diapolo saw a man with red skin covering his crotch with a tent that was held high, running around in the complex even more anxiously than the orangutan in heat.

From his pace, Diapolo could feel the anxiousness in his heart. But Diapolo could better understand the fear in the hearts of the other bandits he encountered.

"Fuck, this guy has been fed the medicine, run away quickly!"

"Don't leave me behind!"

"What are you doing? I warn you not to come!"

How to describe it? Diapolo felt like a hungry wolf rushing into the sheepfold, and everyone was avoiding this red-eyed evil wolf.

But there were still lambs that did not escape the pursuit of the red-eyed hungry wolf. Diapolo watched the guy smash a door and rushed inside, and then a scream of despair rang out.

"I'm a man, not a woman. Get out of here, fuck, get out, don't touch me... Ah! It hurts so much, you dare! I'm going to kill you!"

Accompanied by a scream of extremely complex emotions such as despair and anger and disbelief, Diapolo couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands. He was not even interested in using his mental power to explore what happened in the hut. It was obvious that the chrysanthemum was broken and the ground was covered with wounds.

"Sir Diapolo!"

Just as Diapolo shook his head and was about to leave, a yellow-haired man wearing an alchemist robe appeared beside Diapolo. He also had a perfect face that humans could not have, but at this moment, an extremely vulgar smile appeared on his face.

"It seems something went wrong with your drug research!"

Diapolo looked at the evil dragon beside him who had only the heavy responsibility, and pointed to the wooden house with screams and scolding not far away.

"What went wrong? No problem. My research has been very smooth so far. It won't take long before I can get the finished product."

The yellow-haired young man's face was full of confidence. His bloodline originated from the brass dragon, but he had a more superior and sound power than the brass dragon. At the same time, he had a talent for mischief that was inherited from the brass dragon.

"It's all like this, you don't think it's a problem." Diapolo's expression was very subtle.

"Hey, Lord Diapolo, this is because there are no human females here, so those who are undergoing experiments can only choose the same-sex. However, choosing the same-sex is not the most excessive. You have never seen digging tree holes or digging soil holes... Tsk tsk, I found that when humans are forced to do things beyond their imagination."

"Stop."

Looking at the guy in front of him who was full of evil and the signs of continuing to describe him in detail, Diapolo quickly reached out to stop him. He was not interested in such a thing.

"Since the drug research is progressing smoothly, then you can continue. When the research is successful, I will share 30% of your net profit from the sale."

"Is there only 30% of our dragons?"

The yellow-haired young man could not hide his disappointment on his face, and there was a little dissatisfaction in his eyes, which was too little.

"The site materials and experimental subjects you are studying are all provided by me. After the sale, I want to find the target customer, and I need to arrange for someone to negotiate the price. It is already very good that you can get 30% of the net profit, so don't be unsatisfied."

Diapolo scolded him, and then inspected the valley that seemed quite inconspicuous from the outside, focusing on the simple research site built by the dragons he arranged.

In fact, the research venue here is not maintained by the dragons he arranged. They can do nothing about research and really promote the development of potions. In fact, the alchemist and corresponding alchemy equipment he obtained from Ophelia.

If there were no such human and material resources, the deposit he had paid in the capital was equivalent to a fraud. However, being able to take out things was not a fraud, but a serious transaction that we would like to do.

After checking one of his major future incomes, Diapolo took the air to his real destination for his trip, the Centaur tribe closest to Dick Rome.

In today's main material world, although humans are overlords, there are many races that can compete with. They almost divide the mermaids and Naga sea tribes in the ocean, the elves favored by nature, dwarves digging ore deep in the mountains, and dragons soaring in the sky - these are powerful races that can compete with humans.

In addition to these first-class races in the world, there are also some races that cannot be underestimated. Among the huge sub-ethnic races, the combat power of the centaur tribe has always been the best.

The centaur tribe is a natural cavalry. Thousands of years ago, the cluster charge of centaurs was the most feared attack of all ethnic groups on the earth. With the development and progress of the times, the centaur tribe, which is not good at wisdom, was gradually abandoned by the world.

Under their gradually developing maturity magic technology, they were forced to give up their favorite plains and hide in deep mountains and forests to compete with dwarves and elves for survival space.

Compared to fighting for living space with ever-changing weapons, centaurs are more willing to enter the jungle to compete with fierce beasts for reproductive territory, and fight with dwarf elves and other immortal species.

call out!

Just as Diapolo suddenly flew to the edge of his expected centaur habitat, a cold light suddenly tore through the sky, and a black sharp arrow flew out from the depths of the dense forest, without making any sound, and silently shot towards Diapolo's eyebrows.

This is definitely not an ordinary sharp arrow, because at this moment, when Diapolo saw the black sharp arrow flying by, the air became dark and solemn. There is no doubt that for creatures below the soul level, this is a killing arrow, and it is a summoned by the god of death.

Unfortunately, this sharp arrow aimed at Diapolo. Although he didn't notice it at the beginning, the moment the bow and arrow flew out, Diapolo locked the shooter who shot the sharp arrow. He also stretched out his left hand, stretched out his two fingers to clamp a long black arrow.

call out!

Diapolo, who easily resolved this killing arrow, raised his hand and threw the long arrow back. Compared to the silent moment, when the sharp arrow returned, it pierced the atmosphere and emitted a thunderous vibration!

Boom!

The long arrow fell to the ground, like a shell exploded, the tender branches and leaves mixed with the soil and splashed in all directions, and several ancient trees around collapsed.

However, this attack did not hit the target, because the attacker had already run away before the arrow landed. The four hooves under the agile knight flew around, jumping back and forth between the trunks, moving forward rapidly in the jungle with an incredible three-dimensional maneuver.

"Now, centaurs can climb trees, tsk tsk tsk!"

Looking at the scene below that looked unusually inconsistent, Diapolo was amazed. Just as he was sighing, the centaur archer who suddenly launched an attack and immediately fled immediately raised his hand and raised his bow. The bowstrings were connected in a line, and the black arrows shot towards the sky like a storm.

"It's not bad!"

Looking at each black arrow that locked the key points on his body, Diapolo was not stingy with his praise. Every arrow shot by the centaur archer did not say anything at all, and each arrow exploded like thunder without losing speed.

"But, so far, I don't have time to play with you!"

Diapolo reached out and grabbed it down. His powerful mental power and his dominance of the elements were like a mind power, directly imprisoning the centaur archer in the jungle who was running away while turning back to shoot arrows while shooting, and then let go.

Click!

While driving at high speed, someone suddenly forced the brakes to be pressed down. The centaur archer immediately rolled down from the tree canopy and smashed into the fallen leaves that emitted a rotten smell.

"Yelina is indeed right. Centaur is not only fierce, but also has a good chest!"

The young man with his hands on his back fell from the air, looking down at the female centaur crawling out of the fallen leaves, with a satisfied smile on his face.
Chapter completed!