"The official start begins next. If anyone accidentally breaks into the cave, you have to distinguish between friend and foe by yourself, or you should inform that wild girl Rikka as soon as possible."
Gloria put down her coffee cup and spoke. Except for Alberto, her thoughts were unknown to her companions.
"Humans, aliens, ancient ferocious beasts. It seems that in this world, all creatures are more accustomed to becoming stronger through practice. I deeply doubt this."
"To be more clear, if I did that, I would eventually be on par with Rikka. But it is too boring, and I don't like to be in close contact with anyone."
"I respect the elegance of the elves, the boldness of the dwarves and orcs, the talent of the ancient ferocious beasts, and the foresight of the humans."
"Among them, the ones I admire the most are the Goblin King Thrall Apollo, the guy who created alchemy. And the mixed-blood demon Bawa Bawa, the plane traveler who taught the spell formation to me."
"And my future development direction will definitely be based on alchemy and spell formation. Being happy because of victory is the behavior of a fool. Only fun can arouse interest and increase the desire to live."
"In my eyes, success or failure are the same, but I don't want to taste boredom. If Brother Boom hadn't stopped me, I really wanted to kill all living things and dye the ocean scarlet red."
After speaking, Gloria pushed the coffee cup back in front of the female insect Alberto, and rarely said many words. After all, with her character, she would rarely confide her true feelings to anyone without the influence of alcohol.
However, when the female insect Alberto heard this, he shifted his gaze. As a confidant who had been with him for more than a hundred years, he could naturally sense the murderous intent that was getting stronger and stronger in the cave.
He moved his body backward slightly, almost falling onto the test stand. The female insect Alberto understood what the other party meant, or in other words, only Rikka could deal with the blood mist that shrouded the hole.
A piece of scarlet snowflake drifted into the cave with the wind, and finally fell on the female insect Alberto. It was a sharp stinging sensation, accompanied by some steaming life force.
Looking back at Gloria, she no longer paid attention to the disturbances from the outside world. A storage bag only the size of a baby's fist floated out of the pool of blood, and was immediately crushed by Gloria.
A sputtering sound resounded in the cave, but if the items tilted out of the storage bag were placed elsewhere, it would probably cause an uproar.
Fine gold, which is famous for its hardness, is piled up randomly. Mithril, which is most friendly to psychic powers, weighs half a ton. The indestructible meteorite ore glows with a ghostly light. Although the etheric magic crystal only weighs more than thirty pounds, it is also a dwarf.
half of the clan's treasury.
After more than a hundred years of accumulation, Gloria finally harvested enough raw materials. Otherwise, she would never have declared that she wanted to practice in seclusion for no reason. After all, she did not want to embarrass herself in front of her companions.
It was a giant animal skin that almost covered the entire test bench, it was a bottle of ink mixed with the blood of the dragon clan leader, and it was an ordinary quill.
Gloria took a deep breath and actually drove the blood pool to swallow up all the rare metals. Finally, some kind of fluorescent liquid seeped into the animal skin, completely changing its appearance.
It is boxy and has sharp edges and corners. The giant animal skin with metallic luster is perfect, but only the most skilled artists can use it.
The smell of blood was rampant in the cave, and the surging spiritual energy fluctuations forced the female insect Alberto to use protective techniques, otherwise its soul would perish.
The tip of the quill has already drawn signs of spatial distortion. I can see that the pattern that has been drawn thousands of times is presented extremely slowly at this moment, as if it is afraid of drawing something wrong.
Decompose, reorganize, create, sift, mix, dissolve, boil, refine, precipitate, and disappear. The lines on the surface of the animal skin are constantly changing, and those lines seem to be given life.
The rare metals wrapped in the blood pool softened and disappeared piece by piece, and eventually the ink became extremely thick, but only the power of blood could be released.
"Sir, this is freshly brewed coffee. You have been practicing for seven days, but I cannot understand such a mysterious alchemy."
Seven days flew by, and finally the female insect Alberto put the coffee cup in front of Gloria with a smile. Before that, it had never forgotten the habit of making coffee every day.
However, as a bystander watching the whole process, it still couldn't figure out the meaning of the existence of the alchemy array. After all, if it couldn't show anything, it was just a rare metal plate.
Regarding the alchemy and spell formations, the female insect Alberto also expected this result. It had no doubt that Gloria had the ability to become stronger through practice, but at the same time it was also very sure that the other party would choose such a weird method.
The method goes one step further.
As the other party said, the reason for becoming stronger is not out of desperation or self-preservation. It is the only way to continue having fun and has nothing to do with the outside world.
Once upon a time, the female insect Alberto saw the other party tearing apart the space with his own eyes, and then inserted his arm into it. It was an attempt that paid a heavy price, and it was a mess of flesh and blood that was almost shattered by the power of chaos.
However, the female worm Alberto clearly remembered that the other party actually smiled in the end, and seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted. There was neither any pain nor any despair.
Only the female worm Alberto knew that in addition to the two notebooks recording alchemy and spell formations, Gloria actually had a third notebook, which recorded countless achievements and more imagination. Then
It is something that Gloria will never share with anyone, whether it is her sister Rikka or Boom.
"Can't you understand? Then take a closer look."
"After all, we will encounter more unknown things when we embark on a plane journey in the future. If you are always at a loss, then you will lose the reason to survive."
"But what makes me happy is that you can still accurately identify alchemy and not mistake it for a spell formation. Otherwise, today would be your death anniversary, and I would never be able to remember anything."
"It's just a semi-finished product. After all, it's about my life and death. How can I act as casually as those guys?"
When Gloria heard this, she stirred the silver spoon a few times, and then spoke softly. There was no trace of blame in her tone, but more of disappointment.
After all, when she thought about it, the other party had been following her for more than a hundred years. No matter how stupid he was, he couldn't just master the skill of making coffee.
Moreover, that half-finished product still had a lot to improve, at least Gloria couldn't compromise and claim in such a vague way that she had achieved what she wanted.
There was silence in the cave for a while. Gloria was quietly sipping the coffee and thinking about what to do next. Alberto, the female insect, had already lowered his head, with a look of despair in his eyes.
After all, the thing it least wants to verify is not that it becomes an experimental material, nor is it being scolded by the other party, but the expression on the other party's face at this moment.
But on the other hand, the female insect Alberto can tell that it is alchemy rather than a spell formation, which is actually very powerful. At least for now, there is no third person, not even the knowledgeable Chris.
Ting.
The throat squirmed slightly, and hundreds of dragon crystals returned to the belly of the female worm Alberto. Originally, he planned to use this to help Gloria practice, but now it seems that he has thought too much, or it is completely unnecessary.
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As for Gloria, she was always drinking coffee while staring at the lines on the surface of the giant animal skin. Finally, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and the power of blood was condensed out again.