"I don't know how much material can be saved. The crystal powder and mercury in the dream world are not valuable at all. I can get as much as I want."
"But this thing cannot be bought and sold in large quantities. My "Demon Body" will reduce the radiance resistance by 50%."
"If someone uses this thing against me, I'll be stupid."
"But for personal use, it is a great weapon against creatures of the night."
"This time I went to Dracula's underground labyrinth, and my gains should be even greater."
Zhuang Wuming did everything to hunt down the vampire Viscount and refine the blood of the perfect Viscount.
One of the goals, holy water, was completed, and Zhuang Wuming directly made ten bottles, enough for his own consumption.
In the next few days, Zhuang Wuming began to conquer the second target, the Holy Light Bomb.
This thing is different from holy water. Two things need to be refined.
The first is the bomb shell, which is similar to an ordinary grenade. The only difference is that it needs to be inscribed with an alchemy formation, which is used to activate the substances inside the alchemy bomb.
The second is the refining of the internal material, which is the holy light crystal refined using mithril, crystal powder and sunlight. It can be detonated through the alchemical formation to produce holy light like the sun.
Within ten meters, any dark night creature will be burned by this holy light. At worst, it will be killed on the spot, or at worst, it will be seriously injured and difficult to recover.
Refining the shells is actually very simple. Zhuang Wuming directly called Kanghuaqiao to help him customize a batch of shells.
Then he just attaches the inscription, and the main refinement is the Holy Light Crystal.
When refining it for the first time, it requires more types of alchemical ink and is very complex, which is several times more difficult than holy water.
After hundreds of experiments, Zhuang Wuming completed the refining.
The refining of the Holy Light Crystal is also different from that of the Holy Water. You must first use alchemical ink to inscribe the mercury powder on the mithril block to build a small alchemical array.
Then it is combined with a large alchemical formation during refining, and finally absorbs a large amount of sunlight, which is almost ten times that of holy water.
The final product was a pure white crystal ball the size of a thumb. The holy light energy contained in it made Zhuang Wuming feel palpitations.
After putting it into the shell, a delicate bridge and a holy light bomb that is only half the size of a palm are formed.
It took Zhuang Wuming a full month to complete two alchemy products with the help of various skills.
Ten bottles of holy water, five alchemical bombs, the process was complicated and it took tens of billions of euros to refine the finished product.
However, the results were remarkable, and these products were enough for him to gain huge benefits in the following battles.
Moreover, the value of these alchemical items themselves is also astonishing.
Take holy water as an example. As long as Zhuang Wuming is willing to sell it, one product can be sold for 10 million euros, and the materials are almost free of charge to him.
In Europe, there are many dark-night creatures, and the market is huge.
As for the Holy Light Bomb, the price is even higher, worth 30 million each.
The material price is mainly mithril, and a small piece costs tens of millions of euros.
But you can also earn 20 million euros, which is extraordinary value.
As long as the shortcomings of his "Demon Body" can be solved, Zhuang Wuming will not hesitate to sell these two creations in large quantities and earn a lot of money.
As long as he studies alchemy carefully for a period of time, Zhuang Wuming is sure to turn all his equipment into treasure-level equipment.
At that time, even if he is still at the killing level, his combat power will not lose to the destruction level.
The combat power of adventurers is never just their own qualities and skills, external objects are also their powerful combat power.
Zhuang Wuming already had a systematic plan on how to improve his combat power in a short period of time.
Nearly more than a month has passed since arriving in Europe, and he has gained a lot.
Seeing the streets outside getting deserted, Zhuang Wuming shook his head.
"The situation in Fog City is not good. In the past ten days, more and more monsters seem to have appeared."
"I have to hurry up and go back to give the Heavenly Master's whisk to Qingyang. That is the Spartan Sword."
Although it took half a year, he hoped to settle the matter as soon as possible.
On the afternoon of the next day, Zhuang Wuming was fully armed, wearing a tactical vest that he bought at a high price.
All the supplies have been put into the space cloth bag, and five Holy Light bombs are hung on the body.
The holy water is placed in a space cloth bag.
Holding the Devil's Blade in his hand, he stepped out and arrived at the underground space of the Felton Hotel.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, quietly waiting for time to pass.
Time passed by, and at five o'clock, Zhuang Wuming fell into darkness. When he woke up again, he had arrived in the dream world.
A cold and dark secret room without any light.
A bottle of holy water appeared in Zhuang Wuming's hand, and he wanted to try its power.
The devil's blade lay flat, and the holy water slowly dripped, smearing it all over.
The blade exudes a faint golden light, with little golden lights flying around it.
Squinting his eyes, the magic sense is activated.
Stepping in, Zhuang Wuming appeared in the lobby of Felton Hotel.
This is the core of the hotel. The ghost of a noble earl sits here, his cold face expressionless.
In the hall are his guards, each of them guarding him loyally.
The appearance of Zhuang Wuming broke the tranquility.
The Ghost Earl looked at him with cold eyes, two blue lights flickering.
"Outsiders are so brave, daring to enter my castle."
"Kill him, my loyal guard"
A cruel smile appeared on the count's face.
The guards on both sides of the hall raised their weapons and rushed towards Zhuang Wuming.
Facing these ghost soldiers, Zhuang Wuming's expression remained unchanged, and he raised the demon blade in his hand slightly.
Whoosh
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a black-gold sword light bloomed.
It was like a golden lotus exploding, and the sharp sword light roared sadly.
Puff puff puff
The dozens of ghost guards that rushed around were all torn apart by the golden sword light.
Facing the brilliance of the holy water, the ghost's weapon had no resistance and was chopped off by Zhuang Wuming's sword light.
And those ghost guards lost their weapons, making it even more impossible to resist, and were directly killed by the light of the sword.
Seeing the powerful power of this sword light, killing ghosts effortlessly, Zhuang Wuming showed a smile on his face.
The Ghost Earl stood up angrily when he saw that his bodyguard was killed so easily.
"How dare you kill my guards, I want you to fall into hell, outsider."
The terrifying coldness swept towards Zhuang Wuming from the direction of the count.
Looking at the count, his attributes appeared in his eyes.