Chapter 275 Two-Headed Chimera
The stonemason carefully put down the worn and shiny leather bag around his waist, selected a suitable knife from it, and his rough big hands flew up and down skillfully, like a butterfly playing in the flowers.
Clown was slightly surprised to find that the stonemason actually had the strength of a first-level transcendent.
Relatively speaking, a stonemason is even more humble than a blacksmith. If a blacksmith can become a senior blacksmith, he still has a future, but a stonemason can only deal with stones and soil all his life.
Stone chips flew everywhere, and the useless stone skin was scraped off, revealing more of the bright yellow warm jade body.
The stonemason would stop from time to time, observe the raw stone with his eyes, and operate carefully.
Rivigaz nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "This is the most skillful stonemason under my command. He will never waste even a single bit of material."
Theo wanted to fill Crown's glass, but found that the barrel was empty, and his eyelids drooped:
"These stones that can only be used as tools can actually be sold for gold spirit coins. Aren't they too expensive?"
He wanted the big merchant to take out an extra barrel of such high-quality Storm Liquor. If he had not come with the silver-ranked bishop this time, he would not have received such a high-level hospitality.
"Haha, what you said, Monsignor Theo, is not right. As the saying goes, money can't buy what one likes. If Monsignor Bishop likes it, it's just a few gold spirit coins."
Rivigaz glanced at Theo who was playing with the empty barrel, and immediately understood what was going on. He smiled and said, "I'll send someone to get another barrel of Storm Brew, but the wine brewed entirely from Golden Thread Hops is gone."
He walked out of the room, whispered a few words to the guard at the door, and returned to his seat.
The guard quickly brought in a wine barrel, placed it respectfully on the table, and then took away the empty barrel.
Theo had a big smile on his face, he poured half a glass of wine and tasted it, he suddenly felt that the wine which used to taste very good lacked some of its flavor.
The stonemason's craftsmanship was excellent, and he was able to completely split the jade in half an hour.
"very good,"
Rivigaz took the jade stone handed over by the stonemason and asked with a smile, "Sir, do you need us to help you polish it into the corresponding shape?"
Of course, I have to do it myself to feel at ease. Clown shook his head and said, "No need. I will polish it slowly by myself."
"Oh, OK," the merchant responded, and said to the stonemason standing beside him, "Go down, and your pay for today's work will be doubled."
"Thank you," the stonemason thanked and left.
Rivigaz took out the scale he had prepared long ago, weighed it carefully, and finally concluded: "Sir, the net weight is 40.56 pounds. The decimal point is considered a discount. Calculated at 40 pounds, the total is 200 gold spirit coins. In addition, I will give you a 20% discount, a total of 160 gold spirit coins."
This is a big business. Profit is secondary. The most important thing is to get in touch with a strong silver man. You may get profits far exceeding today at any time.
Clown took out the gold spirit coin he carried with him and said:
“I am currently serving in Hamers City in the Rhine Parish, and welcome the Good Luck Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce to do business there.
If you can get a larger and better quality Minghuang stone, I will also buy it. "
The other party is an "international" channel. After establishing contact, it can help you collect the rare items you need or sell specialty products in the industry.
Golden Spirit Coin is also a strategic resource that can speed up the recovery of spiritual power. He needs to hoard more Golden Spirit Coins, so that he can at least fight with his spirit for longer.
He can purify ordinary spirit coins, but it requires the consumption of golden light talismans. If possible, he would like to establish an industry that can completely separate himself from others and obtain a stable and large amount of golden spirit coins.
Using Sunfire Liquid to refine Sun Essence is the most beneficial way for him. The gathering of cultists in a harsh environment makes him alert.
As time goes by, more and more of the evil god's followers will wake up from their slumber, and he finds that he still cannot relax.
The reason for cultivating power and industry is to let them feed back to himself, so that he can have more energy to focus on improving his own hard power.
"Of course. I will stay in Bray for about a month, and then I will definitely go to the Rhine Diocese to visit Your Excellency."
Rivigaz felt relieved when he received the invitation. Although the business routes of their Chamber of Commerce only went back and forth between the capitals of various kingdoms, other shareholders would definitely agree to this journey if they could connect with the silver masters.
He plans to hold a meeting tonight to inform other responsible persons of the good news.
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Crown returned to the Laurel Inn and first found Flanders, telling him that he had important things to do and not to disturb him unless it was something important.
Then he locked himself in the room and started cutting the jade.
This time he did not do it himself, but summoned a metal clone, because the clone could change into various appearances as needed, and perform mechanical movements more accurately than he could.
This time it transformed into three hands, and the lower body was a disc-shaped whole.
He first fixed the jade, created a wire saw made of the essence of iron, and began to cut the jade. His third hand picked up a wooden barrel filled with water and drilled a small hole in the bottom of the barrel.
Water drops continuously drip from the small holes, cooling the hot jade.
The metal clone was incredibly efficient and completed the task in just ten minutes.
This piece of warm jade only produced one usable high-quality jade talisman and two ordinary jade talismans, and the scraps were polished into a jade bowl the size of a baby's palm. The rest of the ordinary materials were carved into some exquisite little gadgets, which were prepared to be given to others in the future.
Klauen extended his index finger and touched the inner edge of the jade bowl. Suddenly, as if turning on a faucet, the Sunfire Liquid shining with a faint golden light flowed out, and he immediately filled a bowl.
He took out a stack of talisman paper and a writing brush, dipped them in the Sunfire Liquid and began to write.
When the Sun Thunder Seal was completed, golden flames lit up on the talisman paper and the talisman turned into ashes.
Most of the brush in his hand was burned immediately, and the burn only stopped at the grip of the brush. He felt the burning sensation of the flames.
These ordinary talisman papers are completely unable to withstand the power of the Sun Thunder Seal, even if the material used is Sun Fire Liquid.
Crown was speechless and had no choice but to change the brush.
After trying a few more times, I was able to draw the Sun Thunder Seal with one stroke.
After making sure that he could draw the talisman fluently and correctly, he took out a fiery red talisman pen.
This is a talisman pen he made using the spiritual hair at the tip of a fire fox's tail, specially made for drawing the Sun Thunder Seal.
Crown summoned a golden wall and glanced at the level of the talisman drawing skill.
[Drawing Talisman: 6237/10000; Level 3]
Now drawing Golden Light Talisman and Purifying Heart Talisman no longer increases proficiency. If you want to gain experience, you can only do so by drawing Taiyin Thunder Seal and Taiyang Thunder Seal, but the cost is too high. Fortunately, the skills at this level are enough to draw Taiyang Thunder Seal.
After cleaning the jade bowl, Crown carefully took out a few drops of sun essence, and then drew the sun thunder seal on a jade talisman of lower quality.
He moved his pen smoothly, without the slightest hesitation, and another Sun Thunder Seal took shape!
A golden light flashed in the room, and the sun's essence seeped into the interior of the jade talisman, with flowing light flickering inside.
After completing the first real Sun Thunder Seal, Crown continued his efforts and produced the best quality jade talisman.
Just like the Taiyin Thunder Seal, if the jade material that carries the talisman is too poor, the Taiyang Thunder Seal will not be able to be preserved for too long. It is best to wait until it is needed and then make it temporarily.
However, if you do this, the power of the thunder talisman will be reduced. It is better to get more high-quality warm jade, so that you can draw more talismans that can be preserved for a long time.
Another Sun Thunder Seal took shape in his hand, and Clown solemnly put the jade talisman away.
Things were going smoothly, and now they just needed to work out a plan to support the Rhine Diocese at the Cardinals' Conference, and then they could return.
Crown had no intention of staying here for too long. After returning to Hamers, he would be able to improve his proficiency in the Golden Light Spell more quickly.
The star creature in the alienated area must be used well, otherwise once the proficiency reaches a certain level, the opportunity for rapid improvement will be lost.
. . . .
Lannister stayed in the luxurious guest room arranged by the Holy See, staring blankly in boredom.
The church did not restrict his freedom, but he was accompanied by a third-level bishop every time he went out, under the pretext of allowing him to better understand everything about the city.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
He was confident that he could use mental magic to control the accompanying observer, but he was not sure that he would not be seen through.
The essence of mental magic is to use one's own spirituality to pollute the enemy's consciousness. This is the seat of the Church of the Lord of Fire. There are countless magic arrays inside, as well as several powerful silver-level warriors.
If any clues were discovered, even if he was an emissary of the Warlock Brotherhood, he would be burned at the stake by the church and burned to ashes in the raging fire.
He didn't want to stay here any longer. It was too restrictive. St. Peter's Basilica was much more strict than the Cathedral of the Holy Fire.
But there was no way out. The Pope allowed him to go to Rhine City, but he had to be accompanied by Flanders and others.
He was powerless to resist this ban and could only wait where he was.
At this moment, he was more determined to establish a large-scale trading channel for the Golden Light Potion. If the power of the Warlock Brotherhood far exceeded that of the Church of the Lord of Fire, he would never be treated like this.
The properties of the Golden Light Potion can quickly "produce" a large number of second- and third-level Spirit Tamers. Maybe one lucky person can go one step further and become a Silver Spirit Tamer and go down in history.
. . . .
Amid the roar, the airship slowly moved forward in the white wind.
Rhine City welcomed its first snowfall, and snowflakes hit the airship's skin.
Visibility was extremely low, and the pilot could only judge the current altitude of the airship by the altimeter on the dashboard.
Yennefer was leaning on the railing of the viewing room. She was wearing a black fur coat and white gloves. A hint of sadness crept up her fair forehead.
"The weather is too bad. I don't think this reconnaissance will yield any results. If the wind and snow get stronger, we'll have to make an emergency landing to avoid it."
Geralt walked behind the warlock, gently put his arm around her waist, and continued, "I recently looked through relevant information and found that the first snow in the Kingdom of Farouk is coming earlier and earlier.
This year's snow came a month earlier than a hundred years ago. You have to know that the long winter here begins with the first snowfall.
Why don't we return? It's too dangerous to fly in this kind of weather."
As the witcher spoke, he greedily breathed in the scent of cloves and currants emanating from the sorceress's body.
"If it doesn't snow, it will take us half a day at most to reach the target area. This mission is a bit difficult, but there is no need to be nervous.
This airship is the latest product of the Guild of Wonderful Things and is able to adapt to such extremely severe weather.
The skin of the airship is made of a special material you have never seen before. It was artificially made by those crazy inventors and is engraved with multiple magic arrays.
The purpose of manufacturing this airship is to meet the needs of combat in extremely harsh environments."
Geralt said gently, "I don't trust these machines. Accidents always happen. Since you insist, I will accompany you."
Yennefer reached out and stroked the witcher's face on her shoulder, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. She was about to say something when she suddenly noticed a hazy red light in the white in front of her.
The warlock exclaimed, "What's that?"
The demon hunter also saw the red in the distance, and a serious look appeared on his face: "I don't know, but my intuition senses a hint of danger."
"Guard, notify the pilot, right front 22 degrees, turn on the searchlight, approach for reconnaissance, but maintain altitude and slowly descend."
Yennefer gave the order, and she felt that she was about to discover the secret of why the church's airships kept coming here.
The witcher had developed amazing intuition from so many life-and-death experiences, so she asked the pilot to maintain altitude before descending.
The airship was getting closer and closer to the red area. The blazing white light penetrated the wind and snow. The witcher saw tall stone towers standing here, and the red light was emitted from the stone towers.
Countless tall and deformed humanoid creatures were busy, and many of them were followed by deformed monsters, such as a two-headed cheetah, a black bear with bone spurs growing on its body, and so on.
This place seemed to be a forbidden area of wind and snow. The falling snowflakes disappeared in the red light, and the strong winds would suddenly stop after entering this area.
“This is a camp, the territory of the cultists, and I saw some creatures that are the product of flesh and blood alchemy.
These people have been hunted down by the church for thousands of years, how come there are so many of them?"
Yennefer's eyes were full of disbelief. There was no wind or snow in the area, and the visibility was good. She could see it very clearly.
At this moment, she understood why the church's airships kept flying into the Andes: 'to keep a close eye on potential enemies'.
The demon hunter gasped and said, "Damn it, I roughly calculated that judging by the density of people, there should be about 100,000 cultists and pets here."
He hadn't said anything more. Most of those monsters were of extraordinary level. If Rhine City was attacked by these cultists, it would probably be razed to the ground, right?
While the two were talking, a featherless two-headed monster with wing membranes flew out of the camp.
The monster was huge, more than ten meters long, with two tall cultists sitting on its back.
"Oh no, it's a two-headed chimera. Judging from its size, it's at the pinnacle of the third order."
Yennefer realized that something was wrong and shouted:
"Guards, notify the pilot to climb at full speed immediately."
(End of this chapter)