Wizard: I can refine everything

The core of the synthetic beast looks like an enlarged neuron, with several thick blood vessels extending outward from the core. When the monster is alive, a huge amount of blood is transported to all parts of the body through these blood vessels, and a steady stream of energy is also transported to every corner of the monster's body along with the blood.

But now, the monster is decaying rapidly, but this core is still beating healthily.

Richard held the synthetic beast core. Its outward extending blood vessels had been sealed, and the remaining blood began a tiny internal circulation inside it.

It didn't feel like an organ to Richard, more like a special parasite.

"no."

Richard made a decision.

After passing out after the last refining, Richard learned from the pain and decided that he would definitely refining in a safe place in the future.

Besides, the synthetic beast core production is of no use at this juncture, so there is no loss in keeping it for later extraction.

The dead monster turned into a pile of bones within a few minutes. Richard searched in the sewage, and a staff wrapped in a bag caught his eye.

"It seems that these are the magic props prepared by the academy."

Richard took the staff in his hand. The staff was about half a meter long and weighed about a kilogram. The body of the staff was pitch black and the top was inlaid with a spherical crystal the size of a baby's fist. After Richard used his mental power to explore, a message that seemed to be left by the producer immediately appeared in Richard's mind.

[This staff is engraved with the secondary fireball technique. The charging time is three minutes. It does not have a self-charging circuit and consumes one-third of the standard magic stone each time. 】

Richard was amazed when he noticed the message. He had never seen this method of transmitting information before, and it felt very strange.

"The secondary fireball technique requires one third of the magic stone each time, and there is still charging time." Richard waved his wand twice, "The price/performance ratio is a bit lower in this exam compared to the ice cone technique ring."

The secondary fireball should be more powerful than ice cone, but except for Warcraft, almost all of the enemies he faces now have high attack and low defense. Ice cone, a spell with almost no charging time and low consumption, is perfect for the current environment. .

The secondary fireball technique is like a cannon for killing mosquitoes.

"But it's better than nothing. I don't think I'll encounter a monster in the future."

Richard shook his head, feeling that he was a little too greedy.

After putting away the core of the synthetic beast, Richard cast a silencing spell on himself. Although it was midnight, the warcraft was making a lot of noise. If it was not kept intact, there would be people who wanted to pick it up.

It's always safe to play it safe.

Shortly after Richard left, several apprentices who wanted to pick up the leaks came to the corpse of the monster.

"It's too late, someone got there first."

"Then what should I do? It's all a waste of time?"

Several apprentices looked at each other and then turned to the bald apprentice in the lead.

The bald apprentice thought for a moment and was about to make a decision, when he suddenly saw a tall figure jumping out of the forest.

This man was two meters tall, wearing chainmail on his burly body, with seven or eight bags tied around his waist. He held a two-handed sword in one hand and a dying wizard apprentice in the other.

"You don't have to think about what to do, because you are all going to die here."

…

The next day, the sun rose as usual.

Richard stood up from a pile of dead leaves. After meditation, his spirit was no different from that of a night's sleep. But being mentally healthy does not mean being physically healthy. After a day of traveling and a midnight chase, Richard was aching all over his body.

But we still have to rush.

Dragging his sore body, Richard started on his way again. The raging monsters last night were not without their benefits. In addition to the magic props on them, some trails in the forest were also trampled by these monsters.

This saved Richard a lot of effort.

With the help of the light body technique, Richard easily completed half of the journey the next day.

As we get closer and closer to the meeting point, the density of apprentices becomes higher and higher.

These apprentices had at least two or three bags on them. After meeting each other, except for some apprentices who were not mentally normal, most of them showed their crystal balls and then turned away.

Few people who can survive half the journey are good people, and their hands are full of life. When the risks and benefits do not match, few people will risk their lives.

At night, Richard hid in the dead leaves and meditated as usual.

Although most people who can reach this range have completed the exam requirements, they should not be afraid of anything but the worst. When Richard was rushing during the day, he always felt like someone was following him. This feeling made him feel like a light on his back, even in a meditative state. All difficult to enter.

A few dozen meters away from Richard, a tall figure with more than a dozen bags tied around his waist was squatting on a tree, silently looking at where Richard was hiding.

"After following me for a day, this kid is always on the road, and he avoids people whenever he can. How can such a coward kill that monster?"

He originally thought that the apprentice who could kill Warcraft must be a knight anyway and should be a good opponent, but after one day, he was no different from those idiots.

Is it something that is hidden?

…

Richard, who was meditating, suddenly felt his heart tightening. A harsh sound broke through the air, causing him to subconsciously duck down to avoid it.

With just a 'bang' sound, Richard saw a wooden gun as thick as an arm next to him.

The wooden gun was estimated to be more than one meter long, with one end sharpened and its tail still trembling after being inserted into the tree trunk.

Someone is coming, and it's a master.

Richard's heart sank, and he immediately held the fireball staff he obtained yesterday in his hand.

To be able to do this with wood, the person must have either a very powerful magic prop or a genius knight.

Richard hoped it was the former, because the latter was likely to have both magic props and the strength of a knight.

"Dodged, it seems that he is quite skilled."

A voice came from not far away, Richard turned around and saw a tall figure with a two-handed sword and a dozen bags tied around his waist walking out of the forest.

"A dozen bags, it seems that I met a madman."

Richard unconsciously exerted force on the hand holding the magic wand. In this exam where he only needed to kill one person to pass, he killed more than a dozen apprentices and hung their bags around his waist as trophies.

This man is obviously a madman, and a very powerful madman.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Saban Chavez from the Norton Empire." The tall figure shouted loudly, "What's your name?"

Richard took advantage of the moonlight in the forest to see the face of the man. He had red hair, triangular eyes, a high nose bridge, and a scar extending from his nose bridge to the corners of his eyes.

He carried a great sword on his shoulder. Although his chain mail had many damages, there were no scars on his body.

"This is a master, probably a knight." Richard made a judgment.

"Don't answer?"

After waiting for a while, Saban shrugged helplessly when Richard didn't reveal his family. The next second, he rushed towards Richard with a great sword.

"The guy who didn't even report his name should die."

Richard looked at Saban coldly, and a trace of red light flashed in the staff in his hand.

"Stupid, take my fireball."

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