Master Grave's tone was confused: "You mean to rely on alchemical potions? But this is the sea, and the number of enemies is thousands of sea beasts... Although not all of them are Warcraft, their swarm strength is still comparable to several fleets."
"Heavy rain and waves will dilute your medicine, making it difficult for both poison and lethal medicine to be effective. Ian, this is very difficult."
"You've got my train of thought wrong."
But Ian was extremely confident: "I didn't plan to attack them with poison... I just wanted to give those sea beasts a little help in their perception systems."
"Help them find their true desires."
Ian and Master Grave left the room, and soon went straight to the deck of the Siren. Along the way, they saw many crew members and guard knights walking around busily. Most of them were at their combat positions, fighting against those who were approaching.
of sea beasts.
It is raining heavily now, the sea and sky are pitch black, and there are countless shadows lurking and crawling under the tide.
Along with the violent geological fluctuations, there are turbulent water jets under the tide approaching the Siren, and above the sea surface, there are also strong men in the group stirring up wind and rain, condensing the endless sea water into ice cannonballs
, thrown towards the Siren.
To this end, pieces of hexagonal grid-shaped shields were raised around the Siren. This is the city shield usually used for city defense. With the strategic-level alchemy furnace loaded on the Siren, it is enough to fully
The city's protective shield can be activated for more than three hours without affecting the power, and three hours is enough to support the arrival of the fleets from the Empire and Canaan Moore.
As long as Captain Elden can hold back the other three mind-light beasts, the Siren can protect itself from the beast tide.
Theoretically.
Ice artillery shells hit the shield and turned into ice shards flying all over the sky. The roaring artillery fire was like thunder in a heavy rain. The dark and calm sea surface of the Everlasting Ocean turned into a battlefield, and was man-made again and again.
Lightning lights up.
The two sides are still evenly matched. The Warcraft tribe will not be stupid enough to rush into the Siren's fire circle against the power of human depth bombs and alchemy cannons. However, the ocean is their home field. By controlling the surrounding waves, the Warcraft are steadily moving towards the Siren.
The number is approaching.
Just now, a Warcraft-level iron-scaled sea snake broke through the defense line and tried to hit the Siren's hull. Although it was repulsed by the Ascendants accompanying the ship, it also caused the consequences that had alarmed Ian and Master Gravey before.
That explosion.
With the eyesight of an ascendant and the light of the explosion, Ian could see clearly the true appearance of the monster hidden under the tide.
The three groups of monsters that attacked the Siren were the ‘Wandering Conch’, ‘Disaster Sea Star’ and ‘Iron Scaled Sea Serpent’.
The floating conch is the raw material for many water attributes. Those who need to survive in the sea for a long time and maintain long-term swimming require the 'floating conch's constant motion muscles'. This hydrophilic muscle can not only act like the heart muscle
It moves for a long time, is extremely patient, and can also obtain energy from the surrounding tide fluctuations.
It is precisely because of this that the floating conch is one of the main monsters hunted by sea hunters and adventurers. In order to retaliate, this group often attacks offshore caravans, and they are quite violent and irritable monsters.
The Disaster Starfish is a monster famous for its venom. Its venom is almost the same as the Hydra Dragon, the most poisonous beast on land. However, it does not have the extremely corrosive power and variability of the Hydra Dragon Toxin, so it has
Antidote. Also because of its stability, its toxin is the raw material for many source of epidemic poisons. Of course, it also has a grudge against humans.
As for the Iron Scaled Sea Serpent...a very common group of Warcraft, fertile, easy to raise, easy to upgrade, large in number, and with a high upper limit, so there are many powerful individuals in the group, like the one Ian saw in Harrison Port.
A large sea snake is a branch of the iron-scaled sea snake.
These three monsters are obviously not very afraid of poison.
The conch family uses a lot of poisons. If a starfish is hit by a disaster, it is still unknown who poisoned whom. As a metal-based life form, the iron-scale sea snake's resistance to poison is beyond imagination of ordinary carbon-based life forms.
That's why Master Gravey doesn't agree with Ian's idea of drugging.
But he didn't know that Ian never poisoned anyone directly.
When using poisons in the natural environment, even the most poisonous ones may not be of any use - don't underestimate the sea of Terra, just like there is a group of forest souls in the forest of Nanling, Ian is not sure about it.
There is no "sea swarm" where countless marine plankton gather in the sea.
He will only give in to the creature's desires once.
"Yes, they are all suitable goals."
Ian and Master Grave stood on the deck. After confirming the types of enemy monsters, he nodded slightly: "They are all gregarious monsters and are quite sensitive to pheromones."
At this moment, a crew member has discovered the two passengers who did not seek refuge. The passengers of the Siren were either rich or noble, and no one of them could bear the responsibility for the accident, so they planned to come over and persuade the two passengers to leave.
But when the crew approached, Ian gave instructions without any hesitation: "Capture one of each of these three kinds of monsters. Master Gravet and I have ways to deal with them."
"Sir, your request..."
When the elf crew saw Ian's too young appearance, they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. They looked at Master Gravey aside, and the old elf glared at him: "Didn't you hear? Do what he said, and that's what I want too!"
"Roger that, sir!"
The crew members saluted without hesitation, and then went to execute the military order. Although Master Grave's identity was embarrassing, it was only for the senior members of the parliament. For little people like them, an alchemist master who was welcomed back by the entire federation with honor was undoubtedly the highest officer.
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What's more, can Master Gravet harm them?
It is not difficult to capture these monsters. In fact, at the beginning of the raid, some monsters climbed onto the Siren. Most of them were repelled by the crew, but some were captured and analyzed.
Soon, under the respectful guidance of the crew, Ian and Master Grave arrived at the storage room on the second floor, where there were three quite intact and somewhat active monster corpses.
"...Pheromone...are you planning to artificially synthesize pheromones to disrupt the cognition of these monsters?"
Master Grave watched as Ian skillfully took out a variety of tools and began to dismantle the monsters, taking out the various glands hidden in their flesh and blood internal organs.
Terra Warcraft does not simply rely on biomass pheromones for communication, the source of matter is also a means of carrying information, but this gives the alchemist an opportunity - various confusion potions and aphrodisiacs are all potions that use pheromones to disrupt the perception system of Warcraft
, professional alchemists are absolutely proficient in this.
He already understood Ian's thinking, but still frowned: "But that can only be used against beasts and first-level monsters... The second-level ones already have souls, which can resist instinctive impulses, and when there are third-level monsters...
In the case of a powerful beast king, as long as there is a spiritual order from the beast king, the monsters in their group will go out to fight even during the mating period, and they will retreat immediately if they become jealous."
"Don't worry."
Ian flipped the knife in his hand and gently took out a fist-sized gland from the bones and flesh: "They won't have orders."
Silver-green light flashed in the young man's eyes, scanning the inside and outside of the gland. He turned his back to the master and said confidently: "Even if there are orders, they will never be able to convey them."
"As long as it's psychic, it's impossible."
"...Is this imperial alchemist trustworthy?"
In the storage room, not only Ian and the master were alone, but the Siren's first mate and several other alchemists were also watching.
Calling the corpse of a monster is not a big deal, but Master Gravi is the target that the captain has told to focus on.
The sea-born first mate's eyes were filled with suspicion. He whispered to the alchemist on board the ship beside him: "From what you said, this young man seems to be quite famous, but he is so young...why didn't Master Grave himself take action?"
You can't blame him for doubting that the current situation of the Siren is actually not as good as it seems.
During the first wave of sea monsters' attack, three of the Siren's five thrusters were destroyed. Later inspection revealed that someone had placed bait there to lure the sea monsters to attack.
In other words, the Siren has now lost most of its power and can only stay in place and passively respond to enemy attacks.
Although there is still spare power, and the inscription craftsmen are working overtime to repair it, they will not be able to escape the pursuit of the sea monster until Captain Elden returns.
But Captain Elden wants to block the three-headed beast king. Regardless of whether he can block it, even if he can, it means that the Siren will completely lose its last source of artificial power at this critical moment.
This news cannot be spread. If there is panic within the ship, the defense line will collapse. At that time, the Siren, which was still capable of fighting, will be easily captured by the sea monster.
"Ian Yinfeng is the inventor of many new war plating agents in the empire, and he is also a hot new star in the alchemy circle today!"
The alchemist accompanying the team looked excited, even looking at Ian with admiration: "First officer, you are not an alchemist, so you don't know that the young man you are talking about has been featured in this year's "Truth"
The annual list of alchemists—not a new list, but an annual list that competes with all the established alchemist masters!"
"Master Grave must also believe in Mr. Ian's strength. He is old and lacks energy, so he asked him to take action!"
Master Gravey didn't say much. He stood aside and looked at Ian quietly.
He watched Ian take out all the glands of the three kinds of monsters, and immediately used the simple alchemy equipment he carried to extract the key pheromone samples. Then he took the materials locally and used the flesh of these monsters as raw materials to start mass production.'
Pheromones with three commands: "prey", "mating" and "rage".
At the beginning, the master still had a doubt in his mind... Even if the beast kings did not convey the instructions, it would take a long time to refine and refine the World of Warcraft pheromones to create targeted mania and aphrodisiac potions. Just to identify which pheromones
It's difficult enough to target which instructions, let alone determine the experimental effect.
But when he saw Ian starting alchemy directly in the storage room, Master Gravey was shocked.
too fast!
How should I describe the speed of Ian's alchemy? Art? Simplicity? Or pure?
There is no redundant action, all steps are the most correct and fastest choices. As an alchemist, Master Glawei knows that this requires not only superb skills and profound knowledge, but also a need for himself.
Absolute 'confidence'!
Only those who know all the steps and processes, but firmly believe that they will never make mistakes, can perform alchemy at this speed!
But why? Why can Ian believe that the pheromone he chose has the effect he wants? Even a master alchemist like him would need at least one or two hours of careful screening to be sure!
Master Grave soon thought of a possibility, and he couldn't help but ask: "You, your observation power, does it have the effect of 'true seeing'?!"
"You can think so."
Ian was noncommittal. In fact, as Master Glavey thought, it would be impossible for even the best biological alchemist to directly figure out the pheromone matching effect of an unfamiliar creature. This difficulty is equivalent to deciphering it at a glance.
A strange language.
But for him with a silver chip, it is not surprising that he can do this.
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Not just Master Grave.
Even the first mate and the ship's alchemist were astonished by Ian's skills. It can even be said that they were petrified!
"This, so fast?!"
A layman can see the excitement, and an expert can watch the door. But even for a layman, the first mate knows very well that Ian's alchemy speed is a little too fast.
If there is a progress bar, other people's progress bar jumps by 1% every few seconds, but Ian jumps several times per second, one bar every time!
The expert was just stunned on the spot, not daring to close his eyes.
Separate! Extract! Purify!
Substrate! Copy and refine! Synthesize with the same example!
How many seconds had it been? Before he could see clearly, Ian had directly completed the six steps and completed the extraction of a bottle of 'aphrodisiac pheromone'... Is this a human being?!
The alchemist of the Siren is no longer willing to breathe. As a professional, he also knows the steps and basic skills that Ian has done. Whether it is to quickly identify materials and use all the materials at hand to refine elements, these skills he
We all understand. However, people have limits, and the limit threshold of most people is right there.
Even masters are only 20 to 30% faster than elite alchemists. Unless they have unique skills, that's all. The real value of masters lies in their groundbreaking thinking and invention capabilities, but even so.
, their superb skills can also impress everyone.
But what about Ian? Ian didn't use any unique skills, but just used solid basic skills to complete the refining at twice the speed of others - this is no longer a record-breaking thing, this has opened up the gap between different species.
The huge gap!
"It's unbelievable..." He held it in for a long time before saying this: "This makes it impossible for me to succeed even if I imitate it!"
In less than an hour, Ian completed all the processes from analysis to successful refining, all by hand, without anyone doing it for him.
Both Master Grave and the first officer have gone from disbelief at the beginning to numbness later on.
They also finally understood how big the gap is between real geniuses and ordinary practitioners in certain things.
"Load these pheromones into diffusion bombs and launch them towards the sea beast swarm."
Handing the three 'boxes' of message bottles on the side to the first mate who was already very respectful and using honorifics throughout, Ian smiled and said: "The floating conch will feed on the disaster-stricken starfish, so use the orange 'prey' message
The element is launched to these two areas where there are more monsters."
"It's early summer recently, and the temperature is rising but not too high. It's the mating season of the iron-scaled sea snakes, so I use the crimson 'mating' pheromone."
"In areas where there are three kinds of monsters, use this red 'violent' pheromone - they will definitely fight, which will greatly reduce the pressure on the Siren."
"Please rest assured that we will absolutely carry out the work in accordance with all your instructions!"
At this moment, the first mate was filled with deep awe for Ian.
But precisely because of this, he believed that these pheromones were the key to the Siren breaking the deadlock, so he smiled excitedly.
He immediately left with these pheromone bottles.
Master Glawei exhaled and took a deep look at Ian, who was watching the crew leave with a smile: "You are already at the level of a master."
"Although you only use the simplest basic skills to process potions, I can see that your understanding and conversion of physical properties between substances have reached perfection, and your manipulation of source matter is also incredibly sophisticated.
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"The most important thing is that your method of refining pheromones is something I have never seen before."
"Even in Lingzhiyuan, you are good enough to be the director of a department and preside over several large-scale projects!"
"Thanks for the compliment."
Ian openly admitted that in the imperial capital, his level was already close to that of a master. In Xia Hui Ling, he and Adebert learned from each other and spent a long time refining and summarizing. He must have made great progress.
Meet the master's standards.
Even without the silver chip and precognitive vision, his refining speed is at best a bit slow, and whether it is the technique or the formula, it is something that requires wisdom to summarize.
"Seventeen-year-old alchemist master, seventeen-year-old third level."
At this moment, Master Gravet closed his eyes and sighed longly: "Oh my God, how efficient is your learning? Just learning these things and practicing cannot be completed in seventeen years... But this is
Good thing."
Opening his eyes, the old elf's eyes were bright: "Perhaps, before I die, our research will yield results!"
He had already started saying 'our research', and this detail made Ian smile lightly.
Master Grave's complicated emotions towards Canaan Moore and his deep love for the elves cannot be deceived or ignored. Of course he can see the old man's embarrassing situation and determination, so he is considering
Instead of killing him afterwards, or sitting back and watching him be killed, he invited the other party to join forces.
Of course, Ian will not let Master Glawei fake his death. Please return to Xia Hui... Let alone the Siren hanging alone on the sea, it is very difficult to achieve this. Even if it is really achieved, it cannot be done in essence.
Increase Xiahui Ling’s R&D capabilities.
After all, there are two of the most powerful geniuses in the new generation, Ian and Adlbert, and Master Glawei cannot bring about qualitative changes even with his profound skills.
However, if Master Glavey lives peacefully in Canaan Moor...even if he is isolated from the Canaan Moor academic circle due to academic strife and camp rejection, the parliament cannot not give him any resources, at least he will give them
Highest authority for projects related to Master Gravi.
This is a real qualitative change for Ian and Adlbert who lack any truly 'confidential' information, such as information on 'research on alien gods'!
"If you want to have free sex, you must have free sex with a big one - how can Master Glawei alone be enough? You must have free sex to have the entire Canaan Moor Federation information database!"
At this point, Ian has made up his mind to protect Master Gravey in Canaan Moore. Respecting the old and caring for the young is not very important. The most important thing is to use the other party's identity as a straw to absorb the heritage of Canaan Moore.
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Boom boom boom——
A series of low gunfire sounded.
Ian and the master walked out of the storage room, and the two saw special cannonballs loaded with pheromones being launched, drawing arcs in the darkness, and falling towards the gathering points of different groups of monsters.
With Ian's eyesight, he could see the scenes happening in the distance.
As different pheromones fell, it was like splashing cold water into hot oil, causing the entire sea area to explode and completely churn.
The amount of pheromones secreted by living things is small, not high in purity, and not very irritating. It is just like the fragrance of bananas. Although it is there, it is not actually strong.
But the pheromones extracted by Ian are like banana fragrance. Just a little bit can make people clearly smell the rich fragrance!
The tides and wind waves happened to help these overly strong pheromones spread and dilute to a level that could be accepted by the Warcraft swarm.
The three major warcraft groups, which were originally peaceful due to the king's order, began to commotion visibly with the naked eye. According to Ian's instructions, various pheromone cannonballs launched separately accurately stirred up the conflicts between different warcraft - the beast tide.
Things are inherently very difficult. Creatures are already food for each other, and even one is the natural enemy of the other. How can there be no contradiction at all if they really converge into a tide?
With the restraint of the King, even if there is some friction, they can live in peace. After all, Warcraft will not have obvious intelligence until the second level has a soul. Both first-level and non-World of Warcraft individuals rely more on instinct and obey the King's orders more.
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But if the king's order is blocked by Long Wei...
Things will be like this now.
Boom! In the sea tide, a large number of cone-like floating snails suddenly became violent. They sprayed water, like torpedoes, and rushed directly to the disaster-stricken starfish floating around the sea surface.
The ability of the floating giant snails is actually to control the water flow and powerful movement ability. They can ram through the hull of the armored ship with pure physical drive, and some of the toxins of the giant snails are due to their powerful physical ability to prey on various species in the sea.
Adapted from a collection of poisons.
Disaster-stricken starfish are part of their diet, but the priority is not high enough. But now, under the unknown strong appetite and clear hunting orders, a large number of floating giant snails that were making ice bombs to attack the Siren are still
He turned around and struck the stricken starfish that was gathering water.
The front end of their bodies protrudes extremely sharp 'odontoid processes'. This special organ can directly pierce the protective shells of most soft-bodied organisms and the carapace of reptiles. The hard bodies of only echinoderms will be destroyed by the odontoid processes.
Easily pierced, and then their internal organs are sucked out!
In this regard, the disaster-stricken starfish will naturally not be willing to become food for them, and they will fight back - the outer edges of the tentacles of these starfish are extremely sharp spines, and even steel and concrete will be directly scraped into pieces when they are slapped.
The giant floating snails are not famous for their defensive power. It is easy for them to open their shells and attack the fragile body inside the shell!
Click! Puff!
The battle between the two monsters was extremely fierce. Either the starfish was pierced by the giant snail and its internal organs were sucked out, or the giant snail was smashed to pieces by the starfish and spit out into the opponent's stomach for digestion on the spot!
The fight between the floating giant snail and the disaster-stricken starfish was in full swing for a while, and the blood was boiling.
But on the other side, the iron-scaled sea snake... the atmosphere is more pink.
A large number of sea snakes began to mix and tangle together regardless of time or place, and even formed a dark jungle below the sea, with seaweeds intertwining, overlapping, and going deep...
Accompanied by the neighing sound of steel friction, the battlefield turned into a mating paradise in an instant...