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According to the chip's simulation, it will only take another two years for his mental power to reach an extremely slow point. If he wants to continue to move forward, it is estimated that it will take an extremely long time to significantly improve.
This also made Angele more determined to return to the gathering place of wizards.
"No wonder no wizard wants to stay here." Angelet shook his head, opened the door of the wooden house, walked out, and stepped on the soft sand.
"There are no materials for casting spells and experiments, there is no exchange of ideas, and there is nothing here except mortals."
"No. 0, I want to advance to liquefied mental power. From the existing information, have you summarized the best conditions required?" He thought silently in his heart.
"Required conditions: 1. Mental power reaches 40 or above. 2. Giant tree hunting potion used to increase the success rate, three standard parts. If all existing conditions are met, the success rate is about 45.14%."
"To enhance your mental power, you can use the Ningshen Potion. Although I have a prescription, I can't find complete materials here, or even substitute materials. I can only find other wizards to trade. The Ningshen Potion should also be able to deal with it.
The effect will be produced by the wizards who have taken it. However, all of this must first be returned to the gathering place of wizards."
After basking in the sun for a while on the beach, Angelet returned to the cabin and closed the door until his whole body was warm.
Return to the table where you usually conduct experiments.
On the right side of the table, there is a test tube rack with two small test tubes filled with purple blood.
On the left side of the table, there is a small glass ball that is being heated by an oil lamp. There is thick brown mucus rolling inside, much like mud. White maggots can also be vaguely seen twisting in it.
The heating temperature seems to have no effect on these bugs. They densely occupy the entire transparent glass container, constantly trying to climb up from the inner wall of the entire container.
The glass ball is only about the size of a fist, with a semicircular lid on top and only a few small air holes for ventilation.
These white maggot-like insects kept climbing up the inner wall of the glass ball and falling down again. They were densely packed and numbered at least a thousand.
The brown mucus left on the wall by the bugs slowly slid down against the glass wall, one layer after another.
Angelet gently blew out the oil lamp below and took down the spherical glass container from the metal rack.
"After cultivating it for so long, it's finally time to use it." He murmured.
Gently opening the lid of the spherical container, Angelet took out another test tube containing purple blood.
Tilt the test tube slightly, and the purple blood does not stick to the wall of the test tube at all, quietly dripping into the countless bugs below.
call!!
A ball of bright purple flame suddenly burst out from the spherical container.
Angelet was startled. He tilted his head back slightly and put down the test tube. He held the spherical container in both hands. The flames rushed into the air from in front of his face, almost igniting the roof of the wooden house and almost burning his face.
Purple flames rushed out at once, and the insects in the entire container were directly ignited.
These white maggots were mixed with brown mucus and kept rolling in the purple flame. The flame also quickly changed into a deep purple like purple grapes, with a slight red light.
Angelet's whole body and all the furnishings in the room were dyed purple.
A pungent fishy smell slowly spread, much like the smell of fish and chili mixed together.
Angelet held the spherical container and waited for the flame to burn quietly.
As the purple flame burns faster, the bugs in the container quickly turn black, and then turn into black powder, which is mixed together to form a small group of black.
For more than ten minutes, the purple flame gradually became smaller and extinguished, and then green smoke emerged.
Waited for a while.
Angelet waited until the smoke completely disappeared before he carefully placed the container in his hand on the metal stand. Then he used a glass rod to rub the black powder off the wall of the container and concentrated it all in the middle.
He reached out and took out a small crystal bottle from the pouch on his waist. The index finger of his other hand pointed in the air in front of him, and a red light suddenly lit up on his fingertip.
Angelet gently drew a strange red character in the air with his red-lit index finger, like a fence formed by two inverted kings crossing each other. The character floated quietly in mid-air. With a hiss, it suddenly melted.
It is a red light that flies into the spherical glass container below.
Angelet narrowed his eyes, and at the moment when the red characters flew into the container, he suddenly stretched out his left index finger and inserted it into the container.
hiss....
Like the sound of meat being roasted.
There were beads of sweat on Angelet's forehead, as if he was enduring intense pain.
At the same time, on the skin of his left index finger, a black line slowly followed the finger, climbed up to the palm of his hand, and then slowly began to condense into a ball.
Countless blue light spots slowly appeared in Angelet's eyes. He stared closely at his left hand and gritted his teeth. Sweat flowed down his temples and dripped down his chin.
"ah!!!"
There was a sudden scream, like a woman's miserable and desperate scream before she died.
The whole wooden house shook violently.
Angelet's left hand bounced away with a bang.
Panting heavily, he raised his left hand and looked into the palm of his hand. The thick black mass on it was quickly turning into wisps of black smoke, drifting out from his skin.
In just a few seconds, the entire black mass completely dissipated, leaving no residue whatsoever.
"Failed...there is another chance." Angelet sighed, put down his hand, and returned to the table.
Gently open the desk drawer and take out a small packed glass ball. Inside is a large number of white worms wrapped in brown mucus, exactly the same as the previous one.
According to the previous process, Angelet quietly went through it again.
Finally, extend your index finger into the glass ball container.
A fine black line slowly absorbs the black powder in the container, and then along the index finger, gathers into a black mass in the palm of the hand.
hiss....
The black graphics slowly changed in Angelet's hand. Finally, there were no more accidents with the black powder in the container, and it was gradually absorbed by the black line, leaving no trace left.
Angelet retracted his index finger and took two steps back, sweating profusely all over his body.
He raised his left hand, palm facing himself, and looked at the continuous and complicated changes above.
Time passed bit by bit, and the black figure in the palm of the hand kept changing its shape, and the speed gradually slowed down. Slower and slower until it stopped.
A twisted black pattern that looked like something spreading its wings finally appeared quietly in the palm of Angelet's left hand.
"The mark of blood burning ability. Finally succeeded." Angelet breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his left hand repeatedly. A hint of joy appeared on his face.
"Although the ancient bloodline of the harpy contains highly toxic substances, it is unlikely that it can be fused. However, it is good to use it to burn to create bloodline marks. I think I am the only wizard who can extract the bloodline of the ancient harpy."
." Angelet's face showed a hint of satisfaction.
"According to legend, the ancient harpy can drag enemies into endless nightmares and abyss, and the hallucination mark formed by its bloodline can only be used five times. However, you can usually use this mark to use some additional hallucination abilities.
"
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A few months later, Angelet returned to the port city of Maluya again. After leaving his father and mentor, he left some things behind and then waited for the Prospect ship again, which came to pick up the new apprentices.
On the black deck of the Prospect with blue background and white stripes.
Angelet was dressed in a black robe and a hood, standing on the side of the ship, quietly looking at the port that was gradually getting away. There were noisy people in the distance, and the sound of sea water hitting the hull was not far away.
On the deck, the voices of the apprentices and various sounds could be heard constantly, making it very lively.
Angelet blinked and turned around. The strong sea breeze blew his hood down, revealing a head of long brown shawl hair. The original gray hair in the long hair had completely disappeared.
From the view on the left side of the deck, a thin man in black robes is holding the side of the ship and looking toward the ocean in the distance. This is a dark wizard, and there is an obvious aura of restless negative energy lingering around him.
At the entrance of the cabin on the right, a young woman wearing a white robe was whispering to several apprentices, seemingly asking something.
When Angelet looked over, a male wizard also wearing a white robe walked out of the cabin entrance and stood next to the witch. The two whispered a few words.
There was so much noise around him that Angelet couldn't hear what it was about. But he already felt that this trip was unusual.
Three wizards! This time when he went back, there were actually three official wizards on board! Including him, there were four. This made him immediately alert.
At the hatch of the ship, two men in white robes waved away the apprentices around them.
The woman in white robe glanced at Angelet on the opposite side of the boat.
"Fexid, do you know the details of these two black robes who boarded the ship? Why are there suddenly so many wizards on board this time? Even if the underground race invades, but there are so many wizards on the ship at once, I always feel something is wrong.
" Her lips moved, but the sound only rang in the ears of the white-robed wizard.
The wizard also frowned and shook his head. He also moved his lips and his voice was directly transmitted to the other party's ears: "I don't know. Although I am the escort wizard this time, I have no way of knowing in advance if I get on the ship halfway."
"Did someone leak the news?" The witch suddenly thought of something and her face darkened.
"Unlikely." The wizard Feixid frowned and denied, "The fact that we escorted us should only be known within the organization. This thing is of great significance to us and cannot be missed. It is unlikely that anyone will leak it intentionally."
"Anyway, try your best to be prepared." A sharp look flashed in the white-robed witch's eyes, "If it really comes for us, I, Beyoncé, am not someone to be trifled with."
"In the vast sea, it's not a big deal to throw two wizards down to feed the fish." The wizard Feixid also showed a confident smile.
The other side of the ship deck.
The man in black robes turned his head slightly, glanced at the two men in white robes, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"It seems like they have something in their hands, Lord David." A high-pitched voice came from his collar.
Soon, a dark red centipede slowly emerged from the neck of the black-robed man. The centipede was as long as a palm, with two fingers close together and wide, and its entire body was dark red, with a metallic luster.
The black robe turned his head.
"Now that it's confirmed, I finally didn't make this trip in vain. Thank you for your message this time." He said calmly,
"It's nothing, as long as you don't forget your original promise." Centipede spoke again. "Long-distance transmission is too mentally draining, so I won't talk nonsense. Lord Calero, I wish you a successful return again.
."
"This is natural." Black-robed Caliello pressed the centipede by his collar, threw it directly into his mouth, and chewed it. The light yellow centipede liquid slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth, and half of the centipede was still there.
The outside of the mouth is constantly struggling and twisting.
Calello stuffed the whole centipede directly into his mouth and started chewing it.