The number of alchemical potions that a witcher can endure at a low level is very large, no less than a hundred.
But they can be classified into three categories.
One type is the "blue magic potion" that increases physical fitness and increases the damage of weapons in hand.
The preparation method of this type of potion is very simple. Using the hearts or other sources of power of various monsters, and supplemented by herbs with the same magical power, you can refine such potions with varying effects.
The other type is the "red magic potion" which is similar to a healing potion and can quickly restore life for a period of time after being drunk.
It is usually prepared using the monster's spinal fluid or blood.
Troll blood seems to be the most effective of them all.
In the early stage, even if you have a little blood left, you only need to drink the "red potion" made from the troll's blood.
You can quickly resurrect with full blood, and even severed limbs will grow back.
It is comparable to the priest's five-ring magic "Advanced Restoration".
It can be said that a bottle of this is a must-have for any early demon hunter, no matter how expensive it is.
Because at a critical moment, this is a life.
The last category is potions specially equipped for various creatures. They have special names that cannot be described by color.
For example, "black blood" allows demon hunters to fish for law enforcement, deliberately turning the blood dark, sticky and poisonous, and targeting blood-sucking creatures.
And the "Slug" can make the body seem to be coated with a layer of "grease", which can make the grappling and strangulation that snake monsters are best at ineffective.
There is also an "iron lung" that has the same ability as a fish and can breathe underwater.
The advanced alchemical potion "Blood of the Red Dragon" also belongs to this category.
It can be said that in this category, there are only potions that you can't think of, and there is no magic potion that a demon hunter cannot make.
After all, at its root, alchemy potions are just a combination of certain characteristics of monsters with various materials, and then refined and used on one's own body.
However, behind every potion is the result of money. This is partly the reason why most demon hunters seem to be poor.
Many missions were commissioned, and even demon hunters failed to earn back the potion money.
Of course, that being said, Woody has no intention of saving money in this regard.
The alchemical potion is the soul of the demon hunter.
Definitely have to buy it.
This potion plays a vital role in his next plan.
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The colorful tents in the "Fortune Avenue" square form a beautiful open-air market.
Woody opened the door and entered, feeling that he had immediately entered a gathering place that was several times more noisy than the outside.
The sounds of hawking, conversations, footsteps and the sound of the piano coming from nowhere were mixed together, forming an extremely lively scene of all living beings.
The stone-paved square road at your feet is divided into several paths leading to different directions. Both sides of each path are filled with stalls, and various items are placed on colorful tablecloths.
Within the area where the long tents were stationed, semi-permanent tents and tables provided ample space for traveling merchants' carts and wagons.
Some stalls are even placed directly on horse-drawn carriages to sell to market travelers.
Woody walked around casually and experienced some rubbing shoulders.
I knew that the items sold in this semi-conventional market were very mixed.
Whether it's bread to eat, clothes to wear, hats, some weapons, or even magic-related items, it's all here.
However, most of them already have signs of use, like a large-scale second-hand idle market.
This is the same as Green Pine Lane. No matter who you are, you only need to pay a management fee in the market.
You can find a free spot here and hang out all day.
However, this place is much more complete than that, and many adventure teams outside the city will also choose to dump the loot gained from adventures here.
Loot includes, but is not limited to, the relics of the unfortunates looted from monster lairs, as well as any valuable parts of the monster's body.
There are also some adventurers who will sell some unknown items collected during adventures at stalls.
There was once a player who bought a magical artifact from the Arcane Empire period from an aboriginal at a very low price. After recharging it and restoring its original luster, its value increased more than a hundred times.
Woody still remembers that the nautical chart recording the location of the legendary pirate treasure is still floating in a bottle above the sea.
Not long after the golden year has passed, probably next September, it will appear in the underground black market of a dock city in the Mawson Kingdom.
At that time, the stall owner gave the rusty bottle that could not be sold and could not be opened as garbage to the boy who was cleaning the black market floor.
But don't want to.
This led to the rise of the pirate king known as "The Giant Shark Rock" on the eve of the Dark Ages, who was extremely active on the Thousand Sails Sea and constantly attacked surrounding cities.
The historical context and development appeared intermittently in Woody's mind, jumping and flashing.
But this strengthened Woody's heart at the moment.
First, remove the "curse of the profanity" planted by the profanity cultists, and then leave Palermo and start traveling and adventure in the plane of Asenland.
While looking for a way out for himself, looking for traces of the astral whale, he also took out the treasures in his memory that had not been discovered yet.
Even if those things cannot be used by himself, they can still solve his financial dilemma.
It is also a good way to prepare for the dark years ahead.
At that time, it can be said that every inch of land in Asenland was not peaceful.
Only your own strength can bring that irreplaceable sense of security...
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Compared to other areas in the market, the adventurer stall area does not have a high flow of people.
When Woody walked to the adventurer stall area in the market, he found that there were an average of one or two people in front of each adventurer stall.
Compared to the circle around the food area in the market, this place seems particularly deserted and lonely.
But when you see the things on the stall, you know that the cooling is not without reason.
The sahuagin head, with the blood still wet, was placed carelessly on the ground, next to the bloody half of the kobold's body.
The blood of various monsters is flowing in the cracks in the gravel ground, mixing together and exuding a unique smoky smell.
People who didn't know thought they were at a slaughterhouse.
Woody picked an adventurer's stall that occupied the largest area in the area. It had a dazzling array of monster materials, and even the fur of a Northland winter wolf appeared.
Obviously, this is no longer the scale that a stall can achieve, but a store.
The owner of the shop is not a mercenary with a rough face who often goes out and is weathered, but a chubby and not tall philistine fat man.
At this time, he was introducing second-hand weapons collected at low prices to another customer in front of the stall.
Woody was used to stores like this.
Generally, when many adventurers cannot sell it or have no time to sell it, they will choose to recycle it at a cheaper price nearby, or choose to sell it on consignment.
The boss earns the difference profit.
But for Woody, having it all saves him a lot of effort. What he needs most now is time.
"Hello, what does the guest need?"
I saw Woody constantly looking around at his stall.
The fat businessman who had just forced a look of heartache and successfully sold the weapon to another buyer at a "loss" showed his trademark smile and narrowed his eyes again.
He looked Woody up and down, as if he was sizing up the financial resources of the blindfolded young man in front of him.
"That's it, I need..."
"The cockatrice heart, five ounces of baby shark blood (the more ferocious the better), and the seventh tail bone from the lizardman's tail..."
Woody was not polite and directly reported the things he needed to purchase to the stall owner in front of him one by one according to the list he remembered.
After finishing speaking, Woody stopped talking.
All he needs to do now is calculate the price, pay, and wait.
The philistine stall owner was naturally overjoyed when he saw the business coming to his door, and quickly went to prepare Woody's herbs and organs on the list.
And Woody's eyes began to wander around the area of the stall that belonged to the trophies while he was free.
Scanning.
It wasn't until Woody's eyes locked on the corner of the stall, among the books used to raise the height of the table and chairs, was an inconspicuous brown book that had not been wiped off the dust, and he was stunned.
Because the gilded font on the cover of the book told him the name of this ancient notebook.
"Anna of the Green Castle"
In the game, this is the beginning of a chain of tasks.
