In the dark corner of the alley, both sides were dark and damp. Layers of green moss ran along the corners of the houses and covered the entire wall. There was a figure in a white robe sitting in the corner. His figure

Fuzzy and twisted, as if it were a human-shaped mist, full of strange mystery.

Suddenly, he turned his head and stared behind him. He saw a young man with long flaxen hair. His figure trembled slightly, and he also opened the hood of his white robe with gold thread patterns. The breeze blew by, and a beautiful and delicate face was exposed to the air.

, the snow-white and delicate skin shines with a healthy luster like ivory, and the blue eyes reveal a hint of joy.

"Did you get the Amethyst Star Grass? Grant." She asked excitedly.

Grant showed a knowing smile and lightly opened his red lips: "Of course, if I hadn't gotten it, I wouldn't have come. There are a total of twelve Amethyst Star Grasses here, two more than you expected. Take it.

Let's do it." After saying this, a dark black flame appeared in the air, and twelve amethyst star grasses emerged from the flames.

Since accessing the spell scroll in the reserve space, in order to prevent the scroll's spell fluctuations from disturbing other items, Grant specially attached a certain amount of spiritual power to each item, and they would automatically evolve into a black flame and enter the protection.

"Wow!"

After taking over twenty amethyst star grasses, bursts of refreshing fragrance came from them. Emil's moving face couldn't help showing a look of joy, and the smile on his lips was as bright as the melting spring snow.

She has always been looking forward to getting these amethyst star grass, so that she can definitely complete the results of her perfume experiment.

"By the way, can your mental power-enhancing perfume get rid of the smell?" Grant suddenly asked.

"What? Do you want it too? If that's the case, I will find a way to get rid of some smells and try to maintain a normal body odor."

Grant heard the sound and nodded. He really needs these perfumes. He has been suffering from a lack of mental power in the past few days, and it is becoming more and more serious. If there are no potions or equipment to support this, his strength will be at a loss.

He certainly didn't want to get out of trouble under certain circumstances. After all, he might face elf assassins in the future, which was always on his mind. Now he would ask Emir to provide some for his temporary use.

Emil nodded. There was no big surprise. For her, animal trainers also need mental strength. There is nothing too abrupt about needing these. After thinking for a while, she decided: "If you need it, I can give you two tubes of perfume boosters."

As for the potion, as for the time, it will be three days later. You can wait for me in the same place."

"Well, that's it. I have one more thing to do."

"And?" Emil was a little surprised. She found that Grant had a lot of things going on today, but when she saw Grant taking out a pitch-black compound bow from behind, her expression gradually became a little grim. Emil's keen

Although his mental power is not as strong as Grant's, he can still sense the extremely cold negative energy lingering on the dark composite bow.

Full of extremely disgusting negative emotions, these made Emil instinctively feel uneasy. She suggested: "Where did you get this thing from? It is not a good bow. You should let go quickly."

It."

"I need it. I just hope you can do me a favor. As long as I use the priest's purification blessing technique in the temple, I will be able to expel the ghost curse on this bow. It is for this reason that I hope you can help me.

.If I were to step in, this bow might no longer belong to me after the expulsion."

In Grant's slightly purple palm, the pitch-black compound bow was emitting unparalleled cold energy, which was extending upwards regularly through the palm. Upon noticing this, Grant flicked his palm, and then

Look at Emil.

The gradually scorching temperature of the air seemed to be caused by the bow, but instead blew waves of cool breeze. After blowing slowly, Emil pondered for a while, and finally agreed to Grant. She understood that there was nothing to simply get rid of the negative energy above.

questionable.

"Okay, I'll help you get rid of it. So, goodbye now." Emil took the cold long bow, and after wrapping the bow with a milky white spiritual energy through his hands, he was about to leave the place.

"Goodbye, I'll wait for you in three days." Grant said these words and left the same place.

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After this incident was over, Grant left the Rose Tavern and quickly returned home. He temporarily decided to transform the two demon pets first, and then talk to the owner of the Rose Tavern about the matter.

Returning to the dark and familiar basement, both sides remained the same.

These circumstances made Grant temporarily relieved, but he thought of the war elves nearly ten days ago. He understood that improving strength was the top priority, so things had to be urgent. After all, he had no idea of ​​giving up the Ring of Magical Soul.

There are also many level 7 and 8 high-level assassins who can dispatch armies of fifth-level war elves.

"Sure enough, we still need to speed up our strength. If we don't speed up, I won't feel safe." Grant whispered, walked towards the corner, and found the smell of blood remaining in the air, and the sound of crunching bones was horrifying.

In the corner, the grizzly bear hugged the bloody goat and gnawed it hard. The light yellow liquid was flowing in the corner.

Grant frowned and watched all this. He knew that he would probably have to deal with it later, but there was no way. Now the grizzly bear needed a lot of energy to replenish its strength, so he had to hurry up.

The grizzly bear seemed to have discovered Grant, and turned its head and stared at its owner with blinking eyes. Its snow-white fangs were stained with blood and were a little gray-red, and blood tendons and flesh foam could be faintly seen on its gums.

"Okay, you can continue to eat for the time being. I'd better put the piece of meat that needs to be transplanted into culture first. Then, it will be transplanted directly into your body." After Grant said this, he sat on the rough table and took a deep breath.

With a tone, rows of blue data suddenly appeared in the dark pupils.

"Glory!" Grant whispered.

"Wow~~~"

Name: Grant/Li Yang (Control Mage: Far War)

Level: 4 (Level 2 Mage Apprentice)

Strength: 1.9 Agility 2 Constitution 2.1 Spirit 2.8 Mana 2.8

Talent skills: Analysis LV.10 (100/100) Strengthening (Basic) Transformation (Basic)

Equipment: Broken Magic Soul Ring (Ring) Elven Longsword (One-handed Weapon)

Demon Pet Position: Grizzly Bear (Main)

Improvements in many aspects made Grant look a little better. He understood that as long as he persisted, he believed that he would be able to reach it. As long as he reached level seven or eight, he knew that he would definitely be able to enter the ruins of the Necromancer.

"Transformation (using the organs of the living body to mutate the main body's appearance and inherit its advantages.) Sure enough, I have it. I'd better take out the hardened lizard meat and other useful organs for cultivation." Grant stood up.

Searching for suitable items from the bottles and jars placed nearby, he scanned the rows of floating specimens. His eyes immediately focused on the emerald green pupils, thinking of the elf's superb dynamic vision ability.
Chapter completed!