"Stay away, for if you get splashed with corrosive potions, you'll be the ones who suffer!" When all three hundred bottles of rum were poured into Barnett's bathtub, Alfie began to chase away.

The bathtub Barnett had made for himself was really big enough, and three hundred bottles of wine had just reached three-fifths of the bathtub, so I couldn't imagine how much water Barnett would need to take a bath. It's understandable that he looks sloppy now, where does he get so much water to let him bathe every day!

"Farther away, it's better to go to shore, the farther away from the ice, the better. Alfie commanded with a serious expression.

"Alfie, there's no danger in you doing this, is it?" Rebecca asked with a little concern, although Alfie was always cautious, but it was rare for her to have such a solemn expression.

"Probably not, but be careful to drive for 10,000 years, aren't you?" Alfie saw that the others had retreated far enough away before he cautiously took out the bottle of corrosive potion again.

Alfie gently unplugged and carefully poured a drop of corrosive agent into the bathtub like a drop of water into a hot pan of oil, and the bathtub suddenly made a snorting sound, and a burst of yellow-brown smoke that seemed to be full of danger came out of the bathtub.

Seeing this, Alfie took a few steps back, took out a gas mask and put it on his face, and at the same time wrapped his head tightly with a cloth strap to prevent any skin from being exposed, and then walked back to the bathtub with the corrosive agent.

"XD, the people who play with the potion are really perverted, how did such a terrifying potion be prepared?" Zambit sighed as he looked at the yellow mist that had not dissipated for a long time.

"Just as you seek the ultimate in power, those pharmacists seek and explore the wonderful effects of various ingredients when combined. In the process of their exploration, many magical potions were created, and at the same time, many devastating potions were also created. It's a double-edged sword, and it's up to those who master them to use it. Rebecca said with emotion.

It's not that her memory has recovered, it's that someone seems to have said the same thing to her in a trance.

"What Shi Niang said is right. Just like this terrible corrosive potion, it is undoubtedly a murderous weapon in the hands of ordinary people, but Alfie is now using it to our advantage. Barnett thought to himself, what would he do if he were Kenobi?

As he spoke, Alfie had already poured an entire bottle of corrosive potion into the bathtub, and clouds of yellow mist came out of the tub, almost completely enveloping Alfie.

The yellow mist didn't seem corrosive, at least Elfie's clothes were still intact.

Alfie took out another large spoon - Barnett recognized it as the spoon he and Kenobi had used to cook in the lab, and he began to seriously doubt that the entire lab had been emptied by Alfie, and that he would have to go back to the lab when he got out.

Alfie also applied the antiseptic on the inside and outside of the spoon, then carefully scooped a spoonful of rum-diluted corrosive potion from the tub and gently poured it on the ice in the center of the pool.

Like a red-hot dinner knife stabbed into cheese, the scoop of corrosive agent quickly corroded a large hole in the hard ice.

Alfie was overjoyed, it seemed that his calculation was correct, judging from the area and depth of the ice cavern that had been corroded on the ice surface, the diluted corrosive agent was just enough.

"Don't be in a hurry, when I'm ready to call you over, you can come back!" Alfie admonished. It's okay for others, Zambit is a typical daredevil, and Alfie is afraid that he won't be able to bear the loneliness and come over, in case he is poisoned, he will be in trouble.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this guy. Rebecca tugged at Zambit's collar, and of course she understood what Alfie meant. The great Troll Warrior could only bow down to Rebecca's brute force, and Rebecca, who was standing on the stone steps, even lifted Zambit off the ground.

After receiving Rebecca's assurance, Alfi breathed a sigh of relief, his movements were fast, and under his careful operation, in the blink of an eye, a passage to the bottom of the waterhole was gradually formed under the strong corrosion of the corrosive agent.

......

"Why, why does that abominable bard have such a horrible thing?" Kross lamented as he watched Alfie's movements move freely.

Ever since Alfie and the others appeared, Cross, who was monitoring two places at the same time, had a feeling of being dizzying. Deliberately misled by Tennair, who is proficient in illusion, Cross misses many important scenes.

Even so, Alfie's dilution of the corrosive agent to destroy the ice and seals was all under Cross's surveillance because Tenelle was distracted.

The power of the corrosive potion made Cross tremble, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like if such a terrifying potion were poured on him.

If Kross didn't feel anything when he used corrosive potions to destroy the castle gates because of the support of Count Delaculal, when the Count entered the study to retreat and Cross lost his greatest support, Cross finally realized what a terrible situation it would be for him to face this group of invaders with average strength but full of tricks.

"No, I can't sit still, I have to do something. Cross pulled his hair and shouted hysterically, "After passing the second level, they will soon join the group in front of them." Spikedel doesn't seem to be able to do it anymore, the Colossus of Magic doesn't know where to go, it's Tenaire's ghost, and the ghost banquet hall is hosted by Kreese, and that guy is even more unreliable...... Ahhh

Cross counted with his fingers, ten levels seemed like a lot, but the first three levels were immediately broken, and he was not worried about the people who presided over the next seven levels, or the guy guarding the level was missing. Cross was so worried that her hair was almost gone.

If Count Delacoural were to suddenly get out of the country, seeing him make a mess of things, it would be the best thing for him to go and be in the company of Krees.

"Flame Garden! Yes, yes, there it is! That arrogant and untamed mage soul is difficult to deal with, but it doesn't care so much now. I hope that before the master gets out, that mage can turn all these intruders to ashes!" Cross, racking his brains, suddenly slapped his thigh and said excitedly.

"Let me see, it's not easy to reawaken that archmage's soul. Cross began to rummage through a box in the hall, "I hope after all these years, that guy's fiery temper will subside a little." But just in case, let's find out the dementor clock that controls him first, and let me find out, where is it?"