Heimarian Odyssey

Holding two blue translucent crystals in his hand, Locke sat cross-legged in the room to practice the fighting spirit of the eagle.

A subtle blue light, visible to the naked eye, flowed out of the energy spar in his hand and followed Locke's arm into the body, and Locke's breath became longer and longer.

I don't know how long after that, a faint sound of crystal crushing came from the room, breaking Lock's cultivation state.

Slowly opened his eyes, a flash of light flashed through his eyes, and Locke's strength was more powerful than when he had just been promoted to the rank of servant.

The two middle-level energy spars of the wind system in the center of the palm have completed their role and turned into countless transparent fragments.

Clapping his palm, Locke threw fragments of energy spar into the heap of debris.

This is the third time this week to use energy spar to practice, and the general sense of ascension makes Locke intoxicated.

He heard that some magicians would never marry their wives and have children, and they only used meditation as a companion. Most of them also paid attention to the thrill of strength improvement, and ignored the love of boys and girls.

"Unfortunately, there aren't many energy spars." Locke sighed. He now mainly uses intermediate energy spars. He also has four or five pieces in his hands, but he has been reluctant to use them.

He intends to wait for the mid-level energy spar to not work, or to use the spar of a higher level after a short time.

Locke said that there are few energy spars in his hand, not that the total amount is small.

As he and Jasmine and others have become bigger and bigger in the operation area, they have gained fame among the bottom-level magic apprentices at Santa College. There is no magic material they can't get, only unexpected.

Originally, their excessive oil and water behavior would definitely cause sanctions from the Santa, but plane wars are getting closer, and no one in the upper magician will pay attention to the life and death of these slave cannon fodder in the operation area.

As long as Locke and Jasmine have a good grasp and do not know what to do with the Santa inspector, they will absolutely be able to settle down.

Most of the objects they sell are mid-level apprentices. The magicians at this level know that their war is not far away. It is precisely when they improve their strength as much as possible, how can they break their arms and do this? It's not a good thing to report the hard work of Locke and others.

Locke now has about five mid-level energy spars every week. As for why he still lacks energy spars, what Lock lacks is wind energy spars that can be useful for his own practice.

Locke intends to ask the Ashar magician next time to see if he can exchange the energy spar of the other system with the official magician for the wind energy spar.

He knew, however, that Ashaer the magician was a rich woman.

After tidying up a bit, Locke left the room assigned to him by the Santa.

Locke is already familiar with the work in the operation area. He is now mainly helping Jasmine brand the souls of slave creatures, and sometimes he is responsible for the entry and exit of slave creatures with Harris.

The place where Locke is going now is an alchemy shop introduced to him by Jasmine, located inside Santa College, and is said to be an old shop close to seven hundred years old.

"Hello, may I ask what you need?" Sitting in front of Locke was a middle-aged man with a yellowish face. He was a salesperson in this shop and an alchemist himself.

Unlike the bells and whistles of the shops outside the Santa Claus, which are specially equipped with beautiful female magic apprentices as waiters, everything here is rustic.

Locke knew that the magician sitting in front of him was probably the master figure who completed the alchemy task for him.

"I want to use this bottle to make some potions that are useful to me." Locke launched a bottle of dark green reagent in his hands.

The reagent bottle is sealed, and the materials and packaging techniques used are the most advanced. Advanced means expensive, and the magician is curious about what is inside.

The alchemist sitting opposite Locke still has the quality of alchemy. Instead of opening the reagent bottle hurriedly, he took out a long silver needle, inserted the tip of the needle into the reagent bottle, dipped a little sample and pulled it out.

The moment the silver long needle came out, the bottle mouth of the reagent bottle healed automatically. This reagent bottle was also an alchemy product, and it was a gadget made by Angelina.

The magician chanted a mantra against the long silver needle, and then took out a large push tester from his space ring and checked it on the spot.

Locke was not in a hurry, sitting on the sofa, drinking tea, waiting for the magician's test results.

"It turned out to be the blood of the Hilde!" The magician suddenly exclaimed. Fortunately, it was the box, which did not attract the attention of the people around him.

"How is it possible to do it?" Lock asked Erlang with his legs bent. The blood of this creature was collected by him when he helped the Ashar magician clean up the laboratory.

Ordinary Warcraft's flesh and blood can work on humans. Locke does not believe that this level of creature's blood will have an effect on him.

Through the momentum that broke out when the green creature broke away from the test rig, Locke could feel that the creature was the main force of the major, and this creature was a great supplement to these knights.

"It's okay." The magician's professional quality is still there, and he didn't let Lockjou wait. After a little thinking, he gave his own answer. "Iron steel body potion and velociraptor potion can use this bottle of blood as the main material. "

"How much do I need to pay?" Locke asked. He hadn't heard of these two potions, but he took potions made from the blood of a first-class creature.

"This bottle of blood can only make three potions. We will make a steel body potion and a velociraptor potion for each of you. The extra materials will be used as expenses, how?" The magician made a suggestion.

Locke bowed his head and thought for a while, then said "Okay".

He was able to hide the blood of a little first-class creature in the laboratory of the Ashar magician. It was hard to guarantee that the alchemy shop would do the same, and he simply agreed.

This 700-year-old alchemy shop, of course, has strong guards above the official magician. The middle-aged magician pays so much attention to Locke's materials, which only shows that the value of this bottle of blood is indeed not low.

The Hilde plane is very close to the wizarding world. Its strength in the small plane is in the middle and upper positions. The upper levels of the holy tower and the knight palace have not chosen to invade this plane due to various concerns, but the magician and knight below They often go hunting there.

The Hilde is a treasure. It is said that the heart of the Hilde high priest also has a life extension effect on creatures of more than one level, attracting countless old monsters who are approaching age to go hunting.

In addition to this, I would like to ask you to help me build a weapon. Locke said that he took out his long sword from the space ring and a black broken sword.

Broken Sword was obtained by Locke at the Princeton auction. It was a broken sword eliminated by a first-level knight.

"Um... there are only some clouds of iron, which are not rare. It is easy to help you melt into the weapon." The magician said after watching the broken sword for a while. As for Rock's sword, he didn't see it. At first glance, this kind of saber suitable for mid-level knight servants is not in his eyes.

"Just add a head, this smelting sword will not charge you money." The middle-aged magician said.

"Happy cooperation!" Locke passed his palm.

"Happy cooperation!" the magician smiled.

After walking out of the alchemy shop, Locke went to the Santa Ashaal magician.

The astonishment and shock of this first-level dark elementalist to Locke grew larger and larger with time.

Unlike the knights who were promoted to first-class creatures, they still majored in grudge and strength. After the magicians entered the first level, there were many paths to choose.

Mysterious and unpredictable, wizards who are good at curses and occultism; element masters of various departments who are proficient in elemental magic; summoners who are good at heteroplane trading and summoning; blood warlocks that integrate powerful biological blood lines into their own blood veins and so on.

The magicians who have reached the first level, because of their large and complicated cultivation system, will leave the knights who only bury their heads to exercise their physical bodies.

It is said that some talented magicians are already studying the knight's cultivation path. The physical magician is a partial branch of the blood warlock and has taken root in some parts of the wizarding world.

Why did Locke admire Ashaer, because this powerful dark elementalist actually supplemented witchcraft in herself, and she also worked part-time as an alchemist.

The main factor for those magic apprentices before Locke who could not stand Ashahar was the moody master who often tested her new occult knowledge on the people around him.

No one wanted to wake up, and found that he had become a toad all the time, or had more arms.

The mystic system and magic are two completely different aspects. Some magic can also turn people into frogs, but that is time-sensitive, the magic is applied differently, and the time to maintain the frog is also different.

Mysticism has essentially changed the overall structure of a creature. When a magic apprentice is turned into a toad, then he has really become a toad.

This involves the indescribable taboo knowledge in the astral world and the universe. The magicians cannot understand or explain the knowledge into occult science.

Knocked on the door of Ashar's magician's room. Although Locke had the key in his hand, he rarely rushed in. It was rude.

"Come in." The lazy voice of the magician Ashaar came.

Opening the door and walking in, Locke sat down on the sofa honestly, waiting for the Ashar magician to come out.

Through these months of contact and understanding, Locke determined that the Ashaer magician was definitely just getting up.

This dark magician hates daytime and is keen on night.

She almost came backwards day and night. Last night, it was estimated that she had done the experiment and fell asleep early in the morning.

Because of the rest time of Asha's magician, even Locke was a lot tired.

Locke also secretly guessed that the magician's skin was so white. Most of the reason was that he often did not bask in the sun. After waking up, he rarely cared about the Ashaer magician he was wearing.

"Today help me refine a new type of alchemy material." Ashar really walked out of the bedroom only wrapped in a black sheet.

The area of ​​the bed sheet is very small, only covering the key parts, and other places are generously exposed to the outside, fascinating.

"Okay." Locke nodded in agreement, glancing under his eyes, daring to look elsewhere.