While thinking about Saint Theo and muttering about Misterbama, the contract of Hexis' exclusive agency flashed on the portal.
Hexis's exclusive contract: Art originates from spiritual communication. Sir Zhizhi, I have moved to a new home. Welcome to come and chat.
Contract object: Crystal lamp X1.
Only then did Xu Zhi remember that he also had a few big bosses with whom he had little contact, including Hexis, the leader of the ghosts and gods, Glick of Corrisson, a country of the undead, and Aigre, a bard who rarely summoned him once a year.
Nair.
The natural magic levels of these people are not limited to high-level ones. In terms of natural magic, Xu Zhi estimated that Hexis's level is probably the same as that of Saint Theo, with the level of a master.
Hexis and Grik have erratic temperaments and are uncertain about what is good and what is evil, and it is very easy to get benefits.
Agrenelle, on the other hand, is a bit ambitious and is a fan of the legendary bard Effie. She focuses on following Effie's footprints and treasures and is not too particular about other external possessions.
Looking at Hexis' contract, Xu Zhi recalled the contents of art in his mind.
Regarding facial makeup, he had a conversation with Li Duohuang, and the other party was barely able to do it.
"Sir Zhizhi, I have summoned you five times. Hey, you have actually evolved a lot and your form looks good."
Hexis touched the muscles on Xu Zhi's arm and was amazed for a while, and even took out his own arm to compare.
"You are really unusual. Commander-level jungle elves are rare, but I have summoned two of them, and they are not as tall as you."
Xu Zhi was also very desperate. His body grew from 1.2 meters, to 1.5 meters, to 1.7 meters, and then to the current 2 meters. It is great to increase his strength, but it seems a bit troublesome to keep his height and body shape like this.
"Lord Hexis, have you ever summoned a higher-level jungle elf? I'm very curious about the future growth direction."
With the existence of this master of natural magic, Xu Zhi thought it would be a good idea to ask about the situation himself. At least he could be mentally prepared for the future.
"No." Hexis shook his head. "Commander-level jungle elves are very rare. They are only one in ten thousand. They are lord-level."
Hexis thought for a moment. In his memory, he seemed to have never seen a lord-level jungle elf. The growth of these little hammers was too difficult.
In fact, for a regional ethnic group, the leader is basically the highest unit. Only a very small number of people can enter the lord stage.
The two had limited knowledge, and the topic ended in embarrassment.
"Sir Zhizhi, please see how my new home looks like. Does it have an artistic atmosphere?"
Hexis decided to start a new topic, at least to cover up his lack of vision. As a master of natural magic, the shame of being defeated in the professional field is simply overwhelming.
The place the two of them were in was desolate, with some wild flowers and grass growing randomly in the thick black soil. Hexis' new home was built on the black soil, a small white castle with a very small and fresh style.
According to Hexis' introduction, a giant dragon fell here in ancient times. The terrain is complex and there are many medicinal materials that are rarely seen outside. There are also some mutated varieties that are used for research and production, and they are all first-class.
Great.
Although the journey to Dragon Island is difficult, many adventurers enter this place every year in an attempt to make a fortune. Most of the time, they can only leave their bodies behind and die sadly.
"It's very artistic, it's like a little light in the darkness. Lord Hexis, you know, when such a white castle appears on a black land, it seems like an oasis in the desert, and the sense of conflict is very strong."
"You chose a great venue. The colors of the castle are distinct. I think it's great."
The leader of the ghosts and gods did not follow common sense. Xu Zhi had prepared a lot of facial expressions in his mind, but now he could only praise other things.
"You are always so eloquent, unlike my bunch of stupid men who all say that the castle is solid, solid, open, and well-structured, using dry words."
"It's summer now. When winter comes, this land will be covered with thick layers of snow, which will be integrated with my castle. It should be even more beautiful then. I will invite you to enjoy the snow."
"no problem."
Xu Zhi agreed casually. His ability was of no use other than flattering others.
"By the way, Lord Hexis, I recently obtained an ancient long sword with terrifying art..."
"The long sword of terrifying art?" Hexis' eyes widened.
"Yes, let's enjoy it together."
"Okay, okay, I haven't seen the long sword of horror art yet."
After running back and forth, Dracula's Plague Sword was taken over by Xu Zhi.
The body of this sword is simple and the material is dark. If we talk about art, it cannot be mentioned at all, but if we talk about horror, it can barely be called it. After all, Yan Jinbai was stabbed by this sword and was in agony. If it were not for his profound family background, It is very likely that we will not be able to survive the wave when the ruins come out.
"This sword is good, very good, quite good, very good."
Hexis watched for a while, uttering various good words, and moving his eyes from time to time. Forgive him for his blindness, but after watching for a long time, he still didn't find where the horror was.
As a lover of horror art, this is really a bit embarrassing.
"This sword carries an ominous character. It is said that it was once placed on a zombie for daily practice. If an ordinary person was hit by the sword, he would definitely be in agony and suffer endless torture."
Seeing the other party's expression, Xu Zhi quickly explained that if the topic was killed so directly, there would be nothing left to talk about.
"So you are talking about plague. This is a lovely power. The plague on this sword is very powerful. It should be between level 6 and level 7 plague."
"Hahaha, for Mr. Zhizhi, this sword is very scary. For us who are proficient in undead magic, this sword is very good. It seems to be formed by using some kind of undead soul insect to sacrifice. It is quite unique. .”
Knowing the true meaning of the sword, Hexis became happy. It was not that he had poor vision, but that the two sides had different definitions of terror.
"If unfortunately I get scratched by this sword, can I still be saved?"
"These are all minor problems. A bottle of healing potion can solve them. I recently moved to Long Island and my men found a lot of materials for high-level healing potions. If you need it, Zhizhi, I can give you a bottle."
"This is really great."
He waited for thousands of seconds, just waiting for Hexis's words. The level 6 recovery potion he had taken before still made him think about it to this day.
Rehabilitation potions can relieve poisoning and plague. As long as you know the level of the plague, you can prescribe the right medicine.
Among the big guys he knew, only Hexis had such advanced pharmaceutical skills.