Chapter 294 A Rich Harvest

In the temporary camp, Flanders walked around uneasily with his hands behind his back.

It had been an hour since Crown went to the cult camp to attack the enemy. With the speed of the enemy, he should have completed the mission and returned to the base.

They had already agreed to lure some two-headed chimeras back so that more third-level extraordinary people could truly see the strength of the enemy they were about to face.

Now there was no news, so something must have gone wrong.

The archbishop stopped suddenly and shouted: "Get on the airship and go to the cult camp."

The Rhine City Diocese could not afford the loss of a silver-level combat force, and the church could not lose an outstanding future star.

They could not exert their combat effectiveness in the airship. This time, only Flanders and Lannister and several third-level extraordinary people went there, and Cavendish stayed behind to be on the safe side.

The airship took off and headed towards the cult base at full speed.

The roaring airship attracted the attention of the eye demons early on. An eye demon that had just been attacked was beaten to death, and the news spread in the cult base.

The remaining eye demons were all on high alert. When the airship entered the field of vision of a certain eye demon, the whole base was boiling again.

Then, the remaining thirty or so Chimeras all took off, and together with the flying beasts of the cultists, the sky was dark and the flying snow was blocked.

Two silver-level strongmen stayed in the cockpit. Seeing such a big scene, Flanders immediately said:

"Turn around and move southwest. Be sure to stay away from the temporary camp."

Just kidding, if so many enemies follow the airship and see the temporary camp, it will be difficult for the people below to survive.

There are silver-level among them, and there will be no silver-level among the enemies.

The cultists have already connected with the evil god's followers, and it should not be too difficult to create one or two silver-level guards.

In the records of the church, there are many cases of these cults who are proficient in flesh and blood alchemy spells using flesh and blood souls to accumulate silver-level combat power.

These created silver-levels have various defects, but they must be very capable.

"Crown must have encountered the same situation as us, so he didn't return to the base to look for us.

His flying speed is not much slower than that of the airship, and he can still fly for a long time, so there is no problem."

The expression on Lannister's face was a little stiff. The enemy was obviously on guard and highly alert. It must be that Crown did something.

The camp was attacked repeatedly, no wonder these cultists reacted so strongly.

Flanders nodded slightly, his face gloomy, and smiled bitterly:

"The cultists are so alert now, the cost of sneak attacks will increase a lot in the future, and the plan of night bombing may not be carried out many times."

If the enemy cannot be weakened as much as possible in winter, when spring comes, the resistance of the Rhine City Diocese will be great.

"Do your best," Lannister comforted. For him, it was just a forced conscription. If it really doesn't work, the church will choose to retreat.

It can't be called retreat, it's called transfer.

. . . .

The next day, the weather was clear, and the wind and snow in the Andes Mountains also stopped temporarily.

Flapping his wings gently, Crown flew leisurely.

There was no way he could not be leisurely. When he was flying yesterday, he only remembered the general direction. The snow-capped mountains all looked the same, and there was no special reference.

The space ring contained the heads, hearts, bone marrow and silver blood of three silver-level enemies.

Three silver-level mounts, plus the three chimeras that came to his door when he was rushing back, he got the bone marrow and blue blood of six chimeras in total.

In the snowy environment, blood coagulates faster.

By the end of the battle, the blood of the chimeras and silver-level enemies that were killed first had cooled down a lot, and he had to show his superb anatomical skills to dissect out the porridge-like blood in the arteries.

The stronger the extraordinary person is, the slower the blood coagulates.

It is said that the blood of the gods can remain active for hundreds of years under natural conditions, and with the help of special magic arrays, it will never coagulate.

Through yesterday's battle, he had a clear judgment of his combat effectiveness.

In the fourth level, even if he only uses conventional means, his strength is top-notch.

If he uses all his strength, killing silver-level enemies is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, but it is a bit wasteful of materials and consumes too much moonlight, so he feels that it is not worth it.

His original body was just an ordinary person, and he could achieve what he has today only because of his hard work.

But even if he has the golden wall and the golden light spell that strengthens the body and the spirit to supplement himself, fighting against a gifted strong man will also be a tug-of-war.

'I'm still not strong enough,' Clown sighed.

This time he gained a lot. The ointment made from silver blood can also speed up the practice of breathing method, which is better than the effect of silver marrow.

After returning, he will have the hope of advancing to the fifth level, which will be the current combat power ceiling of this world.

Clown now chooses the southeast direction, which can fly out of the continuous snow-capped mountains. He no longer has any hope of finding a temporary camp, and just wants to fly out of the Andes and then look for teammates.

There is a vast expanse of white under his feet, which is a bit dazzling under the sunlight.

Fortunately, his physical condition is no longer human, otherwise he will definitely get snow blindness if he stays in this environment for a long time.

It took half a day to finally fly out of the Andes Mountains, and then flew for a distance before finally finding the way.

Crown confirmed his position and flew back to the temporary camp. Sure enough, the airship was still waiting for him.

. . . .

On the airship, Lannister poured white wine for everyone and said with a smile: "Celebrate Lord Crown's escape from the enemy's pursuit!"

Cavendi said: "It is indeed worth celebrating."

Flanders raised his glass and said seriously: "The enemy is now alert, and it will be impossible to lure Chimera in the future."

"I will come here again after a while."

Crown said cautiously. This time, several silver-level cultists were killed, and the enemy will definitely be more vigilant.

He thought about it and told the archbishop everything about this success. He didn't care much about the gold spirit coin reward, but he had to let his comrades stay vigilant.

They can sneak attack, and maybe the enemy will also control Chimera to harass.

"Try not to take risks. The cultists have suffered several losses, and they will definitely find a way to deal with this situation. We have to be on guard."

"I will pay attention," Crown raised his glass. Without overwhelming strength and enough benefits, he would not stand out. This time, he was able to advance the breathing method again, so he took a little risk.

Seriously speaking, the risk is not considered, because he has enough resources to back him up, which is the confidence.

The glass cups collided and made a crisp sound, and several people drank it all in one gulp.

The airship landed at the Rhine City parking lot. Lannister led the Brotherhood members to leave. Before leaving, the Silver Warlock reminded:

"The transaction is still in the hands of Ms. Lisa, don't forget it."

"Don't worry, I am also very concerned about making money."

Crown patted his chest and said insincerely.

The two teams parted ways, and Flanders asked: "Are you going back to Hammers or the church directly?"

"Go back to the church, I have something to tell you."

. . . .

Holy Fire Cathedral, Archbishop's room.

Crown narrated his great achievements in a plain tone, and took out the physical evidence, and smiled:

"Sir, what is the reward for killing a silver-level enemy?"

He only said that he killed an enemy of the same level. As a man, you should be low-key.

Flanders snatched the metal box engraved with flame patterns, opened it and saw a beating silver heart inside, and raised his eyebrows:

"I have to ask the Pope to give you this reward. I'll keep it for now, don't worry, this heart is still yours."

The silver-level heart has a strong activity and is a very high-end alchemical material. The fist-sized bright red heart is covered with silver patterns.

Warlocks can use the heart to create high-performance alchemical bombs. This explosive is much more powerful than any dynamite and is also a great threat to silver-level strongmen. This is just one of the uses of the silver heart.

Clown shrugged and nodded indifferently:

"Okay, no problem, I'll let you know so that everyone can have a bottom line in their hearts and be prepared if the enemy retaliates.

In addition, Archbishop, please cash out the rewards we agreed on in advance.

A chimera is 300 yuan each, and an ordinary third-level extraordinary person is 150 yuan. Six chimeras plus nine third-level extraordinary people are 3150 gold spirit coins in total. I will take out 150 gold spirit coins to treat the two bishops to a drink."

Now he is rich and powerful, and he speaks toughly.

The archbishop waved his hand and said half-jokingly: "Your Excellency is generous! If you need to open the secret vault, wait for me to summon Daniel and cash it in full."

"Please keep it for me, Archbishop, and give it to me next time. Now that I have finished my business, I will leave first. Let me borrow the space ring for a while."

He saluted the two bishops and pushed open the window.

The bronze alloy armor covered his whole body, and the rose gold wings spread out and flew into the sky.

Cavendy said with mixed feelings: "The juniors of the past have become so powerful that I even have the illusion that I am old."

When they first met a few years ago, the other party was still a young man who had just entered the second level, but now he is on equal footing with him.

After being promoted to the silver level, the life level is sublimated and leaped, and it is difficult to distinguish life and death. The other party can kill the silver, but he may not be able to do it.

Flanders was in a very happy mood and smiled:

"If Clown can continue to be strong like this, it would be great! The stronger the comrades are, the safer we are."

. . . .

The wings shone brightly in the sun, flapping quickly, and Clown was eager to return home.

The silver heart needs to be processed as soon as possible, otherwise it will affect the effect. He has good alchemy ability, and extracting blood essence is relatively simple for him.

Passing by the alienated land, he swooped down in a good mood and released a golden light field in the middle of this area.

The golden light shone, coating this pale territory with a layer of gold.

After returning to Hammers's mansion, Clown hurriedly ate his meal and immediately went into the underground alchemy room.

Extracting blood essence, refining silver blood, and refining silver marrow, he will be very busy in the next few days.

A week passed, and Clown, who stayed in the alchemy room day and night, stretched his body.

The work at hand was done, and he began to visualize the golden light spell to restore his physical strength and energy.

When his body condition was adjusted to the best, he ended the visualization and checked his results in the past few days.

This time he harvested half a bottle of silver marrow and a portion of silver soul ointment.

Silver soul ointment is a plaster made by mixing blood essence with refined silver blood and adding some auxiliary medicinal materials. It is used externally and applied to the body when practicing breathing.

As usual, he left some silver marrow for Flanders and Cavendish. His alchemy and herbal medicine skills, which had not improved for a long time, also made considerable progress.

[Alchemy: 2479/15000; Level 4]

[Herbal Medicine: 4678/10000; Level 4]

This time when he went to the cult's territory, in addition to various materials, he also obtained a breathing method from a third-level cultist.

The breathing method was recorded on a piece of animal skin the size of two A4 papers. The text recorded was in Hermes language, and the first few bloody small characters were - Barbarian Bone Breathing Method.

It was densely painted with various movements and the running routes of the flow of life, which was even slightly more complicated than the flame breath. With his current vision, this breathing method has many advantages.

The battle with the silver-level cultist left a deep impression on Clown. The degree of tempering of the enemy's flesh and blood membrane was stronger than his own. This should be the same type of breathing method, and he was very interested.

After a while, the breathing method was already in place.

[Barbarian Bone Breathing Method: 12/3000; Level 1]

He put aside the idea of ​​continuing to practice. The most important thing at present was to advance the flame breath to the fifth level.

After taking the silver marrow, Clown began to practice fire breath. With the help of useful materials, the speed of his breathing method progressed rapidly.

Time flowed like a stream quietly. After a month, Clown summoned a golden wall.

[Fire breath: 49999/50000; fourth level]

[Golden light spell: 129735/150000; third level]

During this period, he devoted all his energy to the breathing method and the golden light spell.

The silver marrow had been used up, and most of the silver soul paste had been used up, but the breathing method was stuck at the top of the fourth level, with only one step left. He couldn't explain why he couldn't advance.

He originally thought that the breathing method would advance as the concentration of silver blood in the body increased, but now it seems that it is not entirely true.

Because the breathing method was stagnant for four days, the proficiency of the golden light spell also increased by more than a thousand points. The improvement of the golden light spell can also promote the generation of silver blood.

He couldn't ask Cavendish about this question. After going to the Holy See, his knowledge was greatly expanded. He knew all the knowledge that the other party knew. His realm must be higher than the other party's at present.

He hadn't been stuck in the realm yet. I think some conditions had not been met, and it couldn't be achieved naturally. I just need to take time to practice more in the future.

Thinking of this, Clown left the mansion and flew to the alienated land.

Having wings is comfortable, and it is convenient and fast to travel. The alloy armor on the body is blocked, and the wind and snow are blown on the face.

Fu Jin cried "quack" and followed his master with Buster.

In less than three minutes, Clown arrived at the alienated land.

Now the proficiency of the Golden Light Mantra has increased much slower, and the method of improving by purifying pollution has become less and less useful.

Even if he has more life energy, the proficiency he gains each time is much less than when the Golden Light Mantra was first advanced to the third level.

He landed on the edge of the alienated land and began to release golden light.

For a time, the golden light shone, and the two pets ran wild happily near their master.