Chapter 1169 Bradrick

Of course, these demigods didn't dare to say more, Saint Edwin was the number one demigod, and just now he used an unlucky chicken to warn them "monkeys" fiercely.

Barnett smiled, and didn't comment at all on the small actions of these demigods.

If I had told you a long time ago, how could I cooperate so much?

Barnett continued demigodly: "In addition, I have some formulas for dispelling the plague. Later, you can come to me to get a copy. Of course, Saint Edwin also provides exchange for finished products. And , and only charge a small amount of some foundry fees."

As he spoke, Barnett demigod sent a list to each demigod, and at the same time sent over a sample.

This is the plague-dispelling potion that Lin Chuan provided before.

Of course it wasn't made by Lin Chuan, it was a formula he provided, an official medicine made by Star-Moon Kingdom.

Everyone's refining level is different, and the quality is also different.

What Barnett demigod provided just now is the most common quality.

Those demigods took over, although not every demigod knows alchemy, but they still know how to judge potions.

Among them, the most outstanding one is a Beamon orc with two horns on his head and a bull's head.

"Elder Greg, what do you think?" one of the demigods asked.

Greg is the Great Elder of the Tauren Behemoth Beast Race.

He is also the Great Elder of the Tuya Tribe!

The tauren have an extraordinary talent for herbal medicine, and Greg is one of the best.

For alchemy, tauren have different talents.

Although he just opened the bottle cap and smelled it, Greg was sure that the potion was useful.

Barnett demigodly said: "This is not the first version of the potion anymore, it is based on the most basic formula. The alchemists of the Star-Moon Kingdom have carried out many upgrades, and now this plague-dispelling potion is very effective for black people. The expulsion effect of the spores can already be regarded as relatively effective. This point, Elder Greg should be able to feel it."

Demigod Greg is a demigod who is very good at alchemy on the mainland of Io. Many demigods want a certain kind of potion. Many times, they have to agree to some conditions and ask this Elder Greg to make a move.

It can be said that in terms of alchemy, this Elder Greg is more authoritative than Saint Edwin.

Elder Greg nodded and said, "Indeed, this potion should have a certain effect. It's just..."

Greg looked at Barnett demigod, Barnett demigod nodded, took over the conversation and said: "Yes. For the time being, this plague-removing potion can only stop and slow down the spread of blackened spores, it can't do it Completely kill the spores. The spores do not look like ordinary plague spores, and they must have been cultivated by an expert for many years. Everyone should be aware of this."

In fact, everyone knows this information.

Once the blackened spores came out, they spread rapidly.

Moreover, it can erupt in multiple places at any time.

Coupled with the previous information, the ghost wolf and demigod can't get rid of their ties.

"How many specific effects are there?" A hooded demigod asked.

Barnett turned his head demigodly and looked at the demigod with great interest.

"Your Excellency Bradrick, why don't you try it yourself?"

Braderick was the name of this demigod, priest of the Plague Mother, in the Church, only under that Pope.

Bradrick's expression changed, and he asked, "Barnett, what do you mean?"

The Barnett demigod didn't seem to have any meaning at all. He smiled and said, "It's nothing. For this kind of plague, the Church of the Mother of Plague should be the best at it?"

"What do you mean? Do you doubt us? Do you doubt the great Mother of Plagues?" Bradrick asked sharply, "My Lord's Mother of Plagues is an ancient god and does not require belief. For so many years, my Lord has always Very low-key, never took the initiative to promote faith. They all contributed a lot to the treatment of some diseases and the prevention of the spread of the plague. You know, there is a plague lurking in everyone's body. If it is not suppressed by my Lord, you will all There is a possibility of a plague outbreak!"

This is the scripture of the mother of the plague, advocating that there is a plague lurking in everyone's body.

However, usually, the plague is lurking in the body.

Once an opportunity is encountered, the plague will break out from the body.

This point is similar to what the immune system says.

There was no outbreak before, but it was because the immunity in the body was stronger and suppressed the plague.

Once something happened, the plague would awaken from the body and burst out.

And the mother of the plague is to help everyone and suppress the plague so that the plague does not dare to break out and cannot break out.

Barnett smiled half-godly, and said lightly: "I don't doubt anything. I just want to say that the Church of the Mother of Plague is the best at plagues, and it is also the best at expelling plagues. What I want to say is that it is better to have You come to see the effect, or you can propose some more beneficial improvements. Isn't it?"

Bradrick was also quiet at this time, sighing inwardly, still too sensitive.

The main reason is that as soon as Saint Edwin came up today, he easily took down the ghost wolf demigod, and then immediately turned to himself.

Too tense, too sensitive.

It won't reveal anything, will it?

Braderick was nervous, thinking that it would look later, and he had to give some real facts. Otherwise, it would be difficult to pass today.

Bradrick knew in his heart that the blackened spores were inseparable from the mother of plague.

It's just that the other demigods are not fools. After this incident, they all planted seeds of doubt in their hearts.

Saint Edwin nodded slightly, thinking to himself, this kid really has a trick.

Originally, Saint Edwin favored Lin Chuan for some reason, because the boy's body was planted by himself.

Even, that seed was brought out from a secret realm by myself at that time.

Watching from a seed, it slowly germinates and grows, and finally takes shape.

As if he was his own son, he felt like looking at his own child.

Today, the Edwin Saints have the comfort of a grown-up child.

There is another reason, that is, Saint Edwin has reached the most critical moment of becoming a god.

Saint Edwin has prepared a lot secretly, and needs someone to act as a superficial target to attract the attention of others.

Who knew that Lin Chuan performed so well.

My son has grown up!

A sense of satisfaction rose in the heart of Saint Edwin.

Soon, someone brought back a few big trees infected by the black spores. At this time, the big trees looked pitch black, with no green visible at all.

In such a situation, half-gods saw it and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Bradrick Demigod, please."