Chapter 254 The Blood of First-Class Creatures

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Holding two cyan translucent spar in his hand, Locke sat cross-legged in the room and practiced eagle fighting spirit.

A trail of tiny blue light visible to the naked eye flowed out of the energy spar in his hand, and entered the body along Locke's arm, and Locke's breath became longer and longer.

I don't know how long it took, there was a faint sound of spar breaking in the room, breaking Locke's cultivation state.

Slowly opening his eyes, a ray of light flashed from his bright eyes, and Locke's strength was even stronger than when he was just promoted to a high-ranking servant.

The two wind-type intermediate energy spar in the center of the palm have completed their role and turned into countless transparent fragments.

Clapping his palms, Locke threw the fragments of the energy spar into the junk pile.

This is the third time to use energy spar to practice this week, and Locke is fascinated by the feeling of flying ascension.

He heard that some magicians will never marry and have children in their entire lives, and only use meditation as a companion.

"It's a pity that there are not many energy spar." Locke sighed. He mainly uses intermediate energy spar. He also has four or five advanced energy spar, but he has been reluctant to use it.

He intends to wait until the intermediate energy spar does not work, or use a higher-level spar if it does not work well.

Locke said that the energy spar in his hand was small, but he did not mean that the total amount was small.

As he and Jasmine and the others became bigger and bigger in the operation area, they had already made a name for themselves among the low-level magic apprentices of Santa Academy.

Originally, their excessive profit-taking behavior would definitely cause sanctions from the Holy Tower, but the plane war is getting closer and closer, and no one from the upper-level magicians will pay attention to the lives and deaths of these slave cannon fodders in the operation area.

As long as Locke and Jasmine have a good grasp of the degree, they will definitely be able to live in peace with each other without knowing what to do with the Santa inspectors.

And most of the objects they sell are middle-level apprentices. Magicians of this level know that their war is not far away. When they are trying to improve their strength as much as possible, how can they cut off their arms and do this? It's a thankless thing to report Locke and others.

Locke now earns about five intermediate energy spar every week. As for why he still lacks energy spar, what Locke lacks is the wind energy spar that can be useful for his own cultivation.

Locke plans to ask Mage Ashar next time, and see if he can exchange energy spar of other types with this official Mage for wind energy spar.

He knew that Mage Ashar was a rich woman.

After tidying up a bit, Locke left the room assigned to him by Santa.

Locke has long been familiar with the work in the operation area. Now he is mainly helping Jasmine to imprison the souls of slave creatures, and sometimes together with Harris, he is responsible for the entry and exit of slave creatures.

The place where Locke is now is an alchemy shop that Jasmine introduced to him. It is located inside the Santa Academy and is said to be a time-honored shop that is close to 700 years old.

"Hello, do you need anything?" Sitting in front of Locke was a yellowish-looking middle-aged man. He was a salesperson in this shop and an alchemist himself.

Different from the bells and whistles of the shops outside the Holy Tower, which are specially equipped with beautiful female magic apprentices as waiters, everything here looks simple.

Locke knew that the magician sitting in front of him was probably the master figure who completed the alchemy task for him.

"I want to use this bottle to make some potions that are useful to me." Locke pushed out a bottle of dark green reagent with both hands.

The reagent bottle is sealed, and the materials and packaging methods used are the most advanced. Advanced means expensive. The magician is very curious about what is inside.

The magician sitting opposite Locke still has alchemy qualities. Instead of opening the reagent bottle rashly, he took out a long silver needle, inserted the tip of the needle into the reagent bottle, took a little sample and pulled it out.

The moment the long silver needle came out, the mouth of the reagent bottle healed automatically. This reagent bottle was also an alchemy product, a gadget made by Angelina.

The magician chanted a spell on the long silver needle, then took out a large push test instrument from his space ring, and tested it on the spot.

Locke was in no hurry, sitting on the sofa, drinking tea, and waiting for the magician's test results.

"It turned out to be the blood of the Hilde!" The magician suddenly exclaimed, but fortunately, it was a box here and did not attract the attention of the people around.

"How about it, can it be done?" Locke asked with Erlang's legs crossed. The blood of this level of creature was collected secretly when he helped Mage Ashar clean up the laboratory.

The flesh and blood of ordinary monsters can work on humans. Locke does not believe that the blood of this level of creatures will not improve him.

Through the momentum of the green creature breaking free from the test bench, Locke could feel that the creature was the power of the major, and this creature was a great supplement to these knights.

"Yes, yes." The magician's professional qualities are still there, without letting Locke wait for a long time, after a little thought, he gave his answer, "Both the iron body potion and the Xunlong potion can use this bottle of blood as the main ingredient. "

"How much do I need to pay?" Locke asked. He had never heard of these two potions, but he used potions made from the blood of first-class creatures, which would not be bad.

"This bottle of blood can only

For the amount of three potions, we will make you a steel body potion and a Xunlong potion each, and the extra materials will be used as expenses. How about it? ' The magician made a suggestion.

After thinking for a while, Locke lowered his head and said, "Okay."

He could hide a bit of the blood of a first-level creature in the laboratory of Mage Ashar, and there was no guarantee that this alchemy shop would do the same, so he simply agreed.

This 700-year-old alchemy shop is naturally guarded by strong men above the official magician. The middle-aged magician attaches great importance to Locke's materials, which can only show that the value of this bottle of blood is indeed not low.

The plane of the Hildren is very close to the wizarding world. Its strength in the small plane is in the middle and upper reaches. The high level of the Holy Tower and the Knights Hall did not choose to invade this plane due to various concerns, but the magicians and knights below did not choose to invade this plane. They often go hunting there.

The Hild people are treasures. It is said that the heart of the Hild people's high priest has the effect of prolonging the life of creatures above the first level, attracting countless old monsters who are approaching the age to hunt.

In addition to this, I also want to ask you to help me build a weapon, Locke said, and took out his long sword and a pitch-black broken sword from the space ring.

The broken sword was acquired by Locke at the Princeton auction at the beginning. It was a broken sword eliminated by a certain first-class knight.

"Well... there are only some cloud-ink iron in it. It's not rare. It's easy to help you blend it into the weapon." The magician observed the broken sword for a while and said. As for Locke's saber, he didn't even look at it. At a glance, this kind of saber, which is suitable for mid-level knight attendants, is not in his eyes.

"Just be a bonus, you won't be charged for the smelting of this long sword," said the middle-aged magician.

"Happy cooperation!" Locke handed over his palm.

"Happy cooperation!" The magician laughed.

After walking out of the alchemy shop, Locke went to the magician of Santa Ashar.

The surprise and shock of this first-level dark elementalist to Locke became bigger and bigger as time went on.

Unlike knights who were promoted to first-level creatures, they still majored in fighting spirit and strength. After magicians entered the first-level, there were many paths to choose.

Unpredictable wizards who are good at curses and occultism; Elementalists of various departments who are proficient in elemental magic; Summoners who are good at trans-planet trading and summoning; Bloodline Warlocks who integrate powerful biological blood into their own, etc.

The magicians who have reached the first level, precisely because of their huge and complicated training system, have left behind the knights who only devote themselves to training their fleshly bodies.

It is said that some talented magicians are already studying the cultivation paths of the knights, and the body refining magicians are considered as a branch of the bloodline magicians, and have taken root in some parts of the wizarding world.

The reason why Locke admires Ashar is because this powerful dark elementalist is actually minoring in witchcraft, and she also works part-time as an alchemist.

The main reason why the magic apprentices before Locke couldn't stand the magician Ashar was that this temperamental master often tested her new occult knowledge on the people around her.

After no one wanted to wake up, he found that he had become a toad, or had a few extra arms.

Mysticism system and magic are two completely different aspects. Some magic can also turn people into frogs, but that is time-sensitive, and the time for maintaining frogs is also different depending on the magic power applied.

Mysticism essentially changes the overall structure of a creature. If a magic apprentice is turned into a toad, then he has really become a toad.

This involves the indescribable taboo knowledge in the astral world and the universe. The knowledge that the magicians cannot understand or explain is all attributed to the occult.

Knocking on the door of the Ashar magician's room, although Locke has the key in his hand, he rarely breaks in rashly, which is impolite.

"Come in." The lazy voice of Mage Ashar came.

Opening the door and walking in, Locke sat honestly on the sofa and waited for Mage Ashar to come out.

Through these months of contact and understanding, Locke concluded that Mage Ashar must have just woken up.

This dark magician hates the day and loves the night.

She almost always came upside down day and night, and it was estimated that she did an experiment last night and only fell asleep in the early morning.

Because of the work and rest time of Mage Ashar, even Locke was tired a lot.

Locke also secretly guessed in his heart that the magician's skin is so white, most of which is because he often does not bask in the sun. After getting up, the Ashar magician who seldom cares about what he is wearing is always in full bloom, which catches Locke off guard.

"Help me refine a new type of alchemy material today." Assur walked out of the bedroom wrapped in only a black sheet.

The area of ​​the bed sheet is very small, covering only the key parts, and other places are exposed to the outside, which is fascinating.

"Okay." Locke nodded in agreement. He glanced down and didn't dare to look elsewhere.

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