dark witches rise

Chapter 181

Rustling.

The comatose pharmacists woke up one after another.

Hearing the exclamation and screams from other people, Roja knew that he could no longer pretend to be fainted, and it was time to "wake up".

"Uh-"

Roja rubbed his eyes weakly with his hands, and slowly sat up from the ground.

Soft white light shone into his eyes, a little dazzling.

"Is it daytime?"

After Roja blinked, he opened his eyes completely.

"Where is this place?"

Looking at the walls covered with vines and trees all around, Roja was full of doubts.

Then he looked up towards the sky.

But where is the sky?

On the ceiling more than 20 meters high, white flower buds the size of faceplates are blooming. The flower buds emit soft white light and become the only light source in this sealed room.

"what happened?"

After the shock of coming to a strange place for no reason, Roja found that the other pharmacists present were checking their bodies one after another, and then screamed in horror.

Every pharmacist's body actually grew vines!

Roja pulled back his clothes vigorously and saw that there were also vines growing on his body.

Looking at the weird vines that coexisted with his body, Roja thought of the vine beasts.

The tree spirit creates a powerful vine beast by letting vines and monsters live together.

Have they become "Vine Beasts"?
That is to say, these are all tree essences?
After the shock, the people present looked around, looking for the person who brought them here.

Soon, they saw a dryad on a high platform directly in front of the room.

Dryads are much smaller than humans, and the height of adult dryads does not exceed 1.2 meters, which looks similar to elementary school students.

Their skin is emerald green, full of vitality like buds growing in new spring.

The limbs and facial features are similar to those of humans, but instead of the soft hair on their heads, they have strips of bamboo-like leaves.

Looking at the delicate and lovely tree spirit in front of him, exuding the breath of nature, like a forest elf, one can't help but feel a sense of intimacy.

The faces of all the people present changed suddenly.

They all backed away in fear, and they had no choice but to stop until their bodies were pressed against the wall and could no longer retreat.

"Who are you? What did you bring us here for?" A bold man asked tremblingly.

Looking at the terrified pharmacists present and listening to their angry questioning, the dryad standing at the front of the room showed a friendly smile.

"Hello, dear pharmacists."

"You can call me Glock, the person in charge of this medicine cage."

"The reason why we took so much trouble to invite you here is because we want you to help us refine the potion."

The dryad named Glock sighed slightly.

"You should all know that we dryads are the sons of the forest and the darlings of nature."

"We can control monsters, control trees, and plant herbs to speed up the formation of herbs, and our body's absorption effect on herbs is several times that of your humans."

"Using the same herbs, we dryads can achieve far more effects than you humans."

"So we dryads should be natural pharmacists, and every dryad can become a senior pharmacist or even a potion master with a little study."

"But we dryads are the children of the forest, the darlings of nature."

"This identity and physique has brought us many benefits, but it also has many shackles."

"For example..."

Dryad Glock raised a finger, "We respect nature, live in nature, and rarely make too complicated modifications to things in nature in our daily lives."

"In terms of housing, we live in trees, and we pick up a few dead woods to build the house at most."

"In terms of food, we generally eat enough fruit and tree juice, and occasionally eat meat sliced ​​and eaten raw."

"As for the skills of weapon forging ore refining, we don't know and don't need it."

"For you human beings who wantonly destroy nature and transform it, we dryads hate it very much."

"But we have to admit that you humans have many places that we tree spirits cannot reach, especially potions."

"By mixing different medicinal herbs together, what you get is just a decoction. No matter how powerful the medicine is, it can't be called a medicine."

"The essence of the refining process of potions is the process of extracting the essence of medicinal materials. A lot of props are needed in the process, and these props are the crystallization of your human wisdom. We dryads can't make them at all, and we are not used to them at all."

"But herbal potions are really useful for us dryads. We really need herbal potions, so..."

Dryad Glock smiled slightly, "I hope you can help us refine medicine from trees."

"In this medicine cage, we will give you all the raw materials you need, the best medicine refining equipment, various books related to medicine, and even the method of becoming a potion master for free."

"You are here, except that you can't leave and you need to complete the pharmacy tasks we give you on time, it can be said to be a paradise for you pharmacists."

After finishing speaking, the dryad Glock put his hands behind his back, "Are you willing to accept my invitation?"

The dryad Glock's tone was so gentle and his attitude was so friendly, but everyone knew that since the other party risked their lives to kidnap them here, it was impossible to let them go.

If you refuse, wait for their...

Everyone was deep in thought, and everyone rolled their eyes to see the reaction of the others.

Before he could think for a few seconds, an upright pharmacist stepped forward.

"You dryads are the enemy of our humans!"

"As humans, how could we work for you dryads? Refining potions for you to make you stronger, and then killing us humans in turn?"

"Isn't it just death?"

"I'm not afraid!"

Instigated by this righteous pharmacist, one pharmacist after another stood up.

"We won't refine potions for you damn trees!"

"Rather than stay in a cage for the rest of my life, refining potions day and night like a tool, I'd rather die!"

"You underestimate us humans!"

Under the scolding of many pharmacists, the dryad Glock squinted his eyes.

"Look at these first before making a decision." The dryad Glock waved his hand, and the vines on the surrounding walls immediately shook violently. Under the shaking of the vines, the walls cracked, and dirt and stones continued to fall.

Could it be that it became angry and wanted to collapse the room and crush us to death?

As soon as this idea came to mind, the surrounding walls shattered.

"what--"

People exclaimed, but after the wall was broken, the wall did not collapse.

Because there are other rooms.

The room they were in just now was just one of many rooms in this underground space.

Now the walls of the room have collapsed and are connected with other rooms, and the scene of other rooms can be seen.

"what?"

"what happened?"

"Who are those people?"

In other rooms, there are vines growing, and those vines bind a person.

The state of those people is extremely miserable.

Some were disembowelled, some were disassembled into dozens or even hundreds of pieces, some had their skulls ripped open, some had their whole skin stripped off and kept bleeding...

Ants crawl over the wound.

Rats gnawed at their flesh.

Vultures fluttered their wings and pecked at people's eyeballs.

What's even more frightening is that even so, those people still didn't die!
It's better to say that you are still alive!
Bound by the vines, those people screamed in pain.

"Ugh, kill us—"

"Please, I know I'm wrong, I'm willing, I'm willing—"

"Hey, who will save me, who can save me—"

Seeing those screaming in pain, constantly begging for mercy, those people who couldn't die even if they wanted to die, and those pharmacists who were screaming at the tree spirit Glock just now, their legs were so frightened that their legs went limp.

Suddenly, someone recognized one of the people tortured by the vines.

"Isn't that person Black? He was one of the pharmacists in the inner courtyard last year!"

"Couldn't that person be senior pharmacist Wade? Why is he here when he should be in Green City?"

"That person is Abe, the pharmacist who has been missing for 20 years?"

Everyone was surprised to find that those who were being tortured were all pharmacists, and some pharmacists had been missing for decades!

People have been missing for decades, yet they are still alive and still being tortured?

Looking at the people with pale faces, the dryad Glock laughed, "This is a criminal law invented by our dryad, called tree punishment."

"The principle of tree punishment is to make you humans live in symbiosis with trees and vines. After the symbiosis, you will not die even if you don't eat or drink, and it will prolong your life. There is no problem in living a hundred years."

"And it can also clear the pain tolerance produced by your body every day, so that the pain your body feels every day will not attenuate."

"There are some people who have received the tree punishment here, and it has lasted for nearly a hundred years."

The words of the dryad Glock made the already pale man even paler.

Many people are not afraid of death.

But life is worse than death, and who can bear the punishment that is more painful than cut to pieces for dozens or hundreds of years?
Dryad Glock narrowed his eyes and stared at the few people who just jumped out and criticized him righteously, "Aren't you willing to accept my invitation? It's a pity."

Swish!Swish!Swish! ——

A series of vines squirmed and tied up those people.

"Wait, wait! Have something to say!"

"I am willing! I was just impulsive just now! Please give me another chance if you have enough!"

"I was only instigated by them, it's all their fault! I am very willing to serve you, Lord Dryad!"

"Kill me if you have the ability! Kill me!"

In the next second, there were more than a dozen screams in the room that made the scalp tingle.

Under the panic and fear, many people were paralyzed, and their lower bodies were incontinent.

But at this time, no one will despise them at all.

Dryad Glock squinted at the rest of the group, "What are you going to do?"

Everyone looked at each other.

If they refused, and the end result was death, many people would rather die than help the dryad.

The problem is not as simple as death!

"I am willing."

The No.1 pharmacist made the decision.

Then—

"I am willing!"

"I would too!"

As if a chain reaction had occurred, everyone was afraid that the dryad would be dissatisfied if they spoke too slowly, and rushed to express their wishes.

This scene made Dryad Glock nod in satisfaction.

"very good."

"However, we keep medicine cages and not idlers. All we dryads need are medicines refined from herbs, that is, medicines of the herbal medicine genre."

"I don't need any of the other beast genres and ore genres!"

As soon as these words fell, the faces of many people present turned extremely pale.

Among them was Tina Cyril, one of the four major inner courtyard pharmacists!

As a rare ore school genius, Tina is being sought after in many places. After all, there are too few ore school pharmacists.

But it's different here!
Dryads only need potions of the herbal type!

Here, Tina, who is one of the geniuses in the inner court, is even worse than those pharmacists in the outer court who she usually looks down upon!

Tina couldn't help but move her eyes, looking at the follower who usually fawns over her.

However, those servants who were eager to lick her toes in the cub house at Scarborough Fair lowered their heads to avoid her sight and silently distanced themselves from her.

Looking at those who went away, Tina gritted her teeth, and blood overflowed from her bitten lips.

People who have similar experiences to Tina keep appearing.

Many pharmacists who knew nothing about herbal medicine broke down and cried.

A scene similar to Dryad Glock has been seen many times, so it doesn't leave much to be desired.

"Next, we will give you three days to refine the pharmacy. Show off your pharmacy talent and level. We keep medicine cages and not waste!"

Swish!Swish!Swish! ——

The vines shot out violently, and each vine bound a pharmacist present, and then pulled the bound pharmacist into an unknown room.

Roja was brought by the vines to a potion refining room under a huge but harmless force.

Roja narrowed his eyes slightly as he stared at the equipment in the room that was even more complete than the Cub House.

"Dear pharmacist, what potion do you plan to refine?" A childish and lovely voice came from Roja's feet.

Roja looked down.

He found a strange creature with a leaf on its head, a body similar to a white radish, many white roots, and a mouth and eyes standing at his feet.

"You are?" Roja asked suspiciously.

"I am the white radish spirit who assists the pharmacist in refining your potions. Just tell me what materials or equipment you need, and I will get them for you," said the white radish spirit.

Looking at the white radish elf who looked like a white radish turned into a spirit, Roja was extremely curious.

After staring at it for a long time, Roja looked away from the white radish spirit, rubbed his chin and thought.

"What kind of potion do you refine?"

"As a pharmacist in the inner courtyard of the Young Lions Academy, I should have no problem refining high-level potions, right?"

Although Roja has never refined advanced potions, he has relevant theories and knowledge.

For other pharmacists, even senior pharmacists, if they want to refine high-level pharmacies that have never been refined before, it may take several months of learning and practice.

After all, advanced potions are not so easy to refine.

"After all, there are only three days, and the time is tight, so choose the advanced healing potion that is easier to refine among the many advanced potions."

Roja ordered to the white radish elf: "Prepare me ten raw materials for advanced healing potions."

"Ok."

After the white radish spirit nodded, it grabbed a vine on the floor of the room, and then "hey hey yo" pulled it up forcefully like a tug of war.

After pulling out vines more than ten meters long, the white radish elf pulled out a thing with a diameter of nearly half a meter and was heavily wrapped by vines from the ground.

Untie the vines, and there are ten ingredients for advanced wound healing potions in the package.

Roja did not expect that the medicinal materials would appear in this way.

He glanced at the vines and small trees growing on the walls, floor, and ceiling of the room. If he plucked them directly, would he be able to get the medicinal materials he wanted?
"Hehe, how is it possible?"

Roja stretched his waist, "Let's start refining the high-level medicine for the first time in life."

(End of this chapter)