Chapter 265 Meeting Gift
Strictly speaking, newborn humans are just ordinary creatures, far less powerful than those mythical creatures with bloodline inheritance.
Whether it's basic physical fitness, soul strength, or the ability to withstand blows and resist spells and spiritual pollution, they are completely not on the same level.
But when humans can advance to silver, this gap will be reduced a lot. If humans can become a golden existence by chance, the gap between this person and the mythical creature will be eliminated.
A notable sign of the silver rank is the ignition of the silver soul, which increases one's willpower and enables one to have the ability to purify oneself from spiritual pollution, greatly improving resistance to mental spells.
Only a mental spell of a higher level can have the desired effect on silver-level creatures.
Lannister released the spell he had prepared. If the target was just a third-level transcendent, he was absolutely sure that he could release a powerful psychological suggestion in an instant, and then obtain the opponent's various secrets step by step.
What he is best at is mental magic. If he does not use his best spell but uses elemental magic, he has no confidence in being able to defeat the target by force.
This was not in the plan. The Brotherhood's top brass meant to benefit from the white girl without leaving any trace, and get the potion formula, so there would be no worries about not being able to make the potion.
But now he had to launch another alternative plan, which he did not expect to use.
It was only because he was cautious by nature that he simply made a backup plan if he failed to defeat his opponent.
Lannister looked at the stopped motorcycle, and walked out with a layer of light golden light covering his body. He tried hard to open his mouth to show his smile.
"This Fekater was unable to detect the target's true strength at all. Could it be that the opponent has advanced to Silver for a long time and is able to converge his life magnetic field, thus rendering the detection spell ineffective?"
He instantly reviewed the target's intelligence in his mind and sighed again: "A silver rank in his twenties, how is that possible?!"
He was fifty-four years old, a source warlock who had advanced to silver a few months ago. He was considered the most promising talent in the Warlock Brotherhood. So what would the future hold for this twenty-something silver warlock? Even though the age difference was only twenty years, he knew better than anyone what it meant.
The spiritual light of the silver level cannot be faked. When he saw the warm silver-white spiritual light on the target that others could not detect, he had to accept this fact.
All his careful preparations over the past few days had become a joke, and he felt extremely depressed.
Five seconds passed. Crown drove the steam locomotive to the gate of the mansion and prepared to turn in. He subconsciously glanced at the road conditions, and then his attention was attracted by a person seven or eight meters in front of the car.
The other person was of medium build, wearing a half-worn black windbreaker and a black top hat, and holding a black pipe in his hand, with smoke rising from the pipe.
The man had a moustache, bright and sharp eyes, a masculine face, and a graceful and calm temperament.
But these were not the reasons that attracted Crown's attention. His seventh sense had just given a warning of danger, and at the same time he felt the silver-white aura on the other party, which could not be blocked even in the sun.
'Where did the silver rank come from?'
The moment this thought came to his mind, Crown narrowed his eyes slightly, immediately stopped the steam locomotive, released golden light to protect his body, then walked down and walked towards the target.
Because the warning given to him by his seventh sense was much weaker and could be ignored.
He naturally knew how important the silver rank was, as it represented the highest military force at the moment.
The other party must be someone from a big force. He appeared in Hamers City so silently and at the door of his own mansion. What was his intention?
Clown was ready for battle. He was glad that he had left some of his life energy in the alienated area, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with if he had a conflict with a strange strong man.
He stopped three meters away from the target and asked cautiously, "Sir, what's your name?"
He suspected that the other party must have ulterior motives, but the other party had not yet done anything destructive. He couldn't just start fighting as soon as they met, so he just kept on being alert.
He was confident that he could cross this distance in an instant and then use his weapon on the opponent.
Lannister took off his hat and placed it on his chest, bowed slightly and said:
"Lannister Leonard, special envoy to the headquarters of the Brotherhood of Warlocks. It is an honor to meet you, Lord Crown. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
He regretted not observing the target closely, but if he had looked closely, he would have been exposed.
'The silver from the Brotherhood headquarters, Fecate's investigation, has a very clear understanding of me. It's quite interesting.'
Clown had a vague grasp of something in his mind. The effect of the golden potion had attracted the Brotherhood's high attention, but he did not expect that the Brotherhood would directly send out a silver-level warlock.
The other party must not have taken the normal route, otherwise Rhine City would have definitely received him.
"Your Excellency came here, but it seems that you did not inform the Holy Fire Cathedral of your itinerary. This is not in accordance with etiquette."
It couldn't be a coincidence that this guy appeared at the door of the mansion at this moment. There must be some kind of calculation, but it was obvious that this calculation failed.
“Excuse me for interrupting you this time. On behalf of the Brotherhood Headquarters, I would like to discuss the issue of the Golden Light Potion transaction with you.
As for the meeting with Archbishop Flanders, it won't be too late to go after discussing the details with you, because the final decision on the potion still lies with you."
Lannister directly pointed out his purpose. If we dig deeper into what he has done in recent days, things will be difficult to explain.
He also understood that the other party would definitely have some suspicions, but he didn't have time to take action just now, so he could find excuses to cover it up.
If I had taken action just now, everything would be ruined.
At this moment, he was somewhat glad that he specialized in mental magic, otherwise he would be completely passive if he ambushed and attacked directly in the wild.
The guard at the gate of the mansion saw the bishop's motorcycle parked at the gate and hurried out: "Sir, you are back, do you need to drive the car in?"
Crown nodded slightly: "Help me drive in and prepare another carriage. I want to go back to the church."
It is not convenient to discuss things with a silver-rank brotherhood member in the mansion.
"As you command, sir."
The guard drove the vehicle in, and Crown chatted with the other party at the door, with no intention of inviting the other party in.
. . . .
Central Church.
Not only Crown and Lannister were in the room, but Fanny and Nick were also present.
The two silvers from different forces held talks, and the content was not shameful, so Clown decided to let two bishops sit in so that there would be witnesses.
Lannister first gave a gift of two pounds of mithril, and then gave a ten-pound Valyrian steel ingot.
"Sir, these things are a token of our brotherhood's love. Regardless of whether the transaction goes smoothly or not, please accept these gifts."
Clown glanced at the things in the gift box and couldn't help but sigh at the other party's generosity. These things were worth nearly two thousand gold spirit coins.
It is quite generous. The last time there was such a huge profit, it was contributed by Comrade Fekart.
Since it was a gift from the other party, of course he had to accept it without hesitation.
As for the saying that one should be grateful to others for what they have received, that does not exist.
It is true that he accepted the gift, but he did not say that he would definitely do the job.
At this moment, he became more and more certain that the other party's appearance at the mansion must have some bad intentions.
But it didn't happen, and he couldn't say anything about the unconfirmed malicious intent. The most important thing was that the other party was of silver rank and he needed to be respected.
These things are carried by the warlocks, and Clown is very interested in the other party's mysterious space.
It is said that warlocks have a kind of storage space that is particularly magical. It seems that the other party has one.
Clown smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness."
"As long as you like it."
Lannister's mood was not as bright as the smile on his face. Instead, he felt a little aggrieved.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The target suddenly became the silver rank, which was beyond everyone's expectations. His plan to make small moves in private was immediately abandoned. There was nothing he could do about it.
He calmed down, sat up straight, and said gently:
"After testing, I found that your golden light potion is very useful and can solve the hidden dangers of spirit masters. This time, I came here to cooperate with you and promote the further expansion of the transaction scale."
The tests at the Brotherhood headquarters were the same as Crown's experiments in purifying the spirits. The spirits were directly purified by sprinkling the potions one by one, which shocked everyone who knew about it.
When the purified spirit is activated by ordinary people, there are no side effects.
The spirit master can use the spirit controlling ability at a high intensity without taking any potion to suppress the generation of evil spirits and bad thoughts, and there will be no side effects.
This test means that the church can also mass-produce complete high-level spirit masters, but the other party does not seem to be aware of this.
Crown spread his hands:
"Didn't you talk to Fecate and Lisa? Due to material reasons, I can't make more potions every month."
His meaning was very clear. It's not that I don't want to help, but I really don't have the ability to do so.
"I believe you are a capable person. We can slowly increase the transaction volume. If you are willing to sell the formula, we will also offer a satisfactory price."
Lannister smiled faintly. He knew the transaction situation and details between the Rhine Brotherhood and the other party, and the Brotherhood also conducted a secret investigation.
They believe that this is just an excuse. As the inventor of the medicine, there must be other means to produce more medicine. The sudden increase in trading volume some time ago is proof of this.
Now that we know that the other party is a silver-level transcendent, the option of using force can basically be ruled out. Currently, we can only rely on trading to obtain potions.
The other party is not willing to give in simply because they want to raise the price, but who can blame you for making this medicine really work?
Not only does it work, the effect is incredibly good. Now it seems that this person has been made the scapegoat.
After solving the hidden dangers of the Spirit Tamers, their improvement will be even faster than that of the Source Warlocks. In any case, the trading volume of potions must be increased.
The Brotherhood decided to use potions to secretly train a new group of high-level spirit masters, and this had to be done secretly on the Island of Sandini.
Experiments at the headquarters have shown that directly purifying the spirit is much more effective than purifying after holding a spirit awakening ceremony, and it also saves more medicine.
"I need to discuss this issue with the Archbishop. I must get his support before I can get more materials."
Clown still refused to give in. The Sunfire Liquid he had obtained through visualization could not withstand his squandering.
The most important thing is that his demand for either Mithril or Golden Spirit Coin is not urgent.
After a few months, as the proficiency of the Golden Light Mantra increases, the speed of obtaining materials will increase significantly, and there will be enough reserves of sun essence and moon essence to slowly increase the production of golden light potions.
However, no matter how high the production is, not all of them will be traded away. He still needs to prepare to form an elite team.
After haggling for a while, seeing that he still had no intention of giving in, Lannister said goodbye and left.
Crown accompanied the guest and left. He could not allow such a strong man to wander around in the territory, so he arranged accommodation for the warlock in the church.
Although Hamers' magic circle is much less powerful, if the church's magic circle is fully activated, even those at the silver level will suffer. This is the confidence of a church of gods that has stood for countless years.
When Clown returned to the office, he heard Nick say, "These warlocks are quite generous. They spend thousands of gold coins at a time. So where did you meet this silver warlock?"
"At the door of my house"
Crown recounted what had happened, and then said, "I think Lannister's purpose for entering Hammers City is not pure, so I accept these gifts with peace of mind."
Fanny nodded and said, "It is indeed a little suspicious. I will accept the things. As for the request, we will discuss it later."
. . . .
Lisa drank a bottle of golden potion carefully, and then her consciousness sank into the sea of knowledge.
This was the last new type of potion in her hand. The first two were very effective. The remaining stubborn evil thoughts on Yu Ling's forehead were purified a lot, leaving only a faint trace.
As Lisa took the potion, her spirit let out a faint wail, and then black mist spread out from the spirit's body and burned up in the golden flames.
The original color of the spirit was orange-red, but now there were wisps of golden light.
Its evil thoughts have been completely purified, and although its size has shrunk a lot, all hidden dangers have been eliminated.
The spirit controller has now become a purely spiritual creature, completely obedient to her will.
Lisa summoned the spirit and felt its even hotter temperature. She discovered that not only did it not become weaker, but its aura became even more oppressive.
"Hahaha"
Lisa called the spirit back into her body and laughed uncontrollably.
The laughter gradually died down and stopped, and the Spirit Master was seen shedding tears.
She cried with joy as she could no longer endure the years of trembling in fear and the torment of sliding step by step into the bottomless abyss.
(End of this chapter)