The output of magic stone is very limited, and magic stone veins can only be found in places bordering the star realm.
The light of the gods was so dazzling that it even obscured the starry sky.
This resulted in a shortage of magic stones.
Certain witchcraft traps, alchemy spells, and even maintaining the operation of the wizard tower all require magic stones.
Over time.
The purchasing power of magic stones continues to increase.
A few magic stones can buy a zero-ring witchcraft, and a dozen magic stones can buy a magic item.
One hundred pieces...
Enough to buy a complete witchcraft inheritance!
In fact, not only magic stones, but all magical materials and magic items are extremely rare and expensive.
Otherwise, even a half-baked alchemist like Carl wouldn't be able to become a 'famous' alchemist by relying on magical materials from another world.
"This is such a resource-poor world. No wonder everyone wants to leave. The glory of the gods is too dazzling. It's not a good thing for wizards."
Karl held a thick stack of books and shook his head with emotion.
"But if we lose the protection of the gods, it may be another disaster for ordinary people."
There is no god to protect the other world. He has seen with his own eyes what the situation is like. The life of ordinary people is worse than death.
Iron Golem!
This is the bloodline witchcraft inheritance of the senior wizard apprentice 'Jin'.
Similar to Robert's gargoyle, both take the path of constructing life.
In the absence of legendary creatures, bloodline wizards have no choice but to construct life forms.
The core technology of the Gargoyle is the Heart of Stone.
The core of the Iron Golem is the Heart of Steel.
same.
This key witchcraft is not passed on to outsiders.
Maybe he could get it by spending more money, but what Carl was really interested in was not the witchcraft heritage.
"A gargoyle is a constructed life form made of clay and stone. It is huge, powerful, and can fly."
"The Iron Golem has added complex mechanical parts and gears, making it more flexible and malleable."
"Both require the construction of complex magic circuits and witchcraft cores."
Carl thought about the difference between the two inheritances: "In terms of rank, the Iron Golem is obviously higher, but the materials needed to build it are also more scarce."
“Hmm…”
He stroked his messy beard and said, "Many of the technologies in the Iron Golem are similar to alchemy. We can learn from them."
certainly.
The witchcraft heritage of the Iron Golem only increased his knowledge accumulation. What was really important was the skills and experience in analyzing magical creatures.
Shorthand! Quickly flip through books and memorize a lot of knowledge.
a long time.
Karl slowly closed the book, closed his eyes, and lay back on the soft chair, lost in thought.
'The knowledge accumulated by senior wizard apprentices is indeed rich, and among them is the experience and process of formal wizards analyzing legendary creatures.'
'A true bloodline wizard once appeared on this continent!'
…………
Fragments of the divine domain.
laboratory.
"Records: 513 trials."
"Dismantle the bloodline!"
"Iron circuit, replica spell model..."
"The experiment failed!"
…
"Record: 622 trials."
"Photocopying method, using magical materials to dissolve blood."
"Required materials: Fantasy Butterfly Powder, Star Ashes..."
"The experiment failed!"
…
"Record: 785 trials."
"The Mountain Stacking Technique uses the blood and flesh of the Wind Winged Lion as a foundation to weaken the power of the bloodline, and then transforms the blood and flesh of the snake into an attempt to fuse them together."
"Required materials: flesh and blood of legendary creatures, gecko slime, amber powder..."
"The experimental results..."
“10%!”
The quill pen that was recording was suspended in mid-air, and Carl's eyes trembled as he looked at the blurry spell model.
"have……"
“Yes!”
Carl covered his face with his hands and let out a long sigh.
"finally!"
“I see hope.”
After spending nearly half a year, I finally see hope of getting started! …………
Name: Giant Squid Rank: Second-level creature
Classification: Abyssal legendary species, mollusk, cephalopod, squid (suspected)...
Experimental data: body data 23%, head data 7%...
The quill paused slightly.
Carl looked at the spell model in front of him, his eyes thoughtful.
"It seems that my guess was wrong. The real strength of this giant squid is not the power brought by its terrifying size, nor its amazing recovery ability, but the pollution and influence on the mind."
"it……"
"It's probably just a juvenile!"
This also explains why a second-level creature was so weak and was killed by a group of knights and great knights.
Because it hasn't grown up yet.
It's still in its infancy!
The true talent and strength has not yet been tapped.
"Oh……"
Karl took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed, “It seems that I am going to be a non-human being.”
After so much planning and preparation, the path to becoming a wizard is right in front of him, and he can't give up.
Even if you are not a human being,
Worth it too!
Next, Carl needs to build a spell model first, and then let the giant squid's blood come into contact with the flesh and blood of the legendary creature.
When the giant squid's blood transforms into the flesh and blood of legendary creatures, some of the essence of second-level creatures will escape.
Then,
Carl slowly absorbed and refined this breath until it could be truly accepted by the giant squid's blood.
This process is very slow.
It will probably take a few more months.
…………
“Wow…”
The lesser wizard's hand moved the oars, pushing the canoe forward through the swamp until it stopped at a shore.
There are many wooden boats and small boats docked here.
"Um?"
Carl frowned and jumped onto the island.
The island is not big, and both sides of the road are lined with chrysanthemums and violets. The faint fragrance of the flowers carries a sense of sadness and remembrance.
Not long ago.
Senior wizard apprentice Cedric and his disciple Lawson died one after another due to the poison.
reason,
Or the group of poisonous crocodiles deep in the Black Swamp.
Sibel escaped because of something else, but some people met with accidents, including the two people in the hill cabin.
No one expected that the poison of the poisonous crocodile was so strong that even the senior wizard apprentices could not resist the leaking poison gas alone.
After persisting for a period of time, the master and disciple passed away.
Carl had a good relationship with the Lawsons and Hetty siblings, and had even invested in Hetty's business, so naturally he had to attend the funeral.
“Karl!”
Hetty, wearing dark mourning clothes and with deep sorrow and reluctance on her face, came over with a hoarse voice.
"Hetty, my friend." Carl sighed, "It's really unexpected. I still remember clearly how Lawson looked when he spoke, but now he is..."
"well!"
"I believe that Lawson's soul has gone to the real wizarding world. We should wish him liberation."
At a party a few months ago, Carl sat with the Lawson siblings, talking and chatting.
Now,
This happened to me at such a young age.
"Yes." Hetty nodded while crying and leaned on Carl's shoulder: "Thank you, my friend."
"Is there anything I can help you with?" Carl lowered his voice and looked at a group of people not far away:
“These people…”
"What's going on?"
Today is the day of the funeral of senior wizard apprentice Cedric and his disciple Lawson.
And that group of people didn't look like invited guests.
"..." Hetty opened her mouth and shook her head slightly:
"No."
"Go sit inside for a while. I've prepared some drinks. The elders from the alliance will come to help with the cremation later."
"Yeah." Carl nodded: "Call me if you need anything."
"Okay." Hetty forced a smile on her face.
Many people have come to the courtyard. Although I can’t remember some of their names, they are familiar faces that I have seen several times.
Karl nodded to a few people, and before he found a place to sit down, he heard a noise coming from outside.
“Give me money!”
“Give me the money!”
Someone yelled:
"Three of our brothers lost their lives in order to build a house for you. If you don't pay us, this matter will never end!"
“That’s right!”
“…”
"The house collapsed because someone cast a spell to cause trouble. We haven't found out the truth yet, so don't worry." Hetty's voice sounded:
"Don't worry, I will definitely compensate you and no one will die in vain."
"That sounds good, but where does the money come from?" Someone shouted, "We've all heard that all your money is tied up in your account, and now you have no money left."
"No matter how the house collapsed, the person died because of working for you, so you must pay compensation! You need the money now!"
“…”
The sound became louder and more noisy.
Carl frowned.
"What's going on?"
Today is Cedric and Lawson's funeral. Even if you want money, you shouldn't choose this time.
and……
Those people outside were just knights' squires, or even ordinary people. They were not wizard apprentices at all, yet they dared to cause trouble at the funeral of two wizard apprentices.
Oh! Hedy is just a junior wizard apprentice, and her brother and mentor are all dead, so she has no background.
This makes it understandable where their confidence comes from.
"I heard that Hetty's business is in trouble." Seeing his puzzled look, someone beside him whispered, "She has hoarded too much land and invested in buildings. The huge profits will inevitably make some people jealous."
"Not long ago, a building under construction collapsed, killing several workers. The incident caused a big stir outside, and the craftsmen's union has announced that it will no longer accept her projects."
"You shouldn't be causing trouble at this time!" One person looked unhappy: "Today is a funeral..."
"snort!"
"I guess they chose today specifically. I heard someone say that the house collapsed because someone deliberately tampered with it."
"so……"
“There must be someone supporting them!”
“…”
Carl stood up and walked outside.
"Junior sister!"
A strange voice sounded, and a middle-aged man walked over from the crowd and said in a frivolous tone: "What do you think of my proposal?"
"I also have a share of my mentor's legacy. Even if you sue the Alliance, you won't stand your ground."
"Just give me a hundred magic stones now, and I'll leave right away. I'll also help you solve your current troubles. It's a good deal for you!"
"Bullshit!" Hetty trembled all over. "Lord, you were kicked out by your mentor a long time ago. You can't even think of getting anything that your mentor left behind."
"Hmph!" Lord's face darkened. "Hetty, your wizard talent is only level four. You are only a junior wizard apprentice now, and your future prospects are limited."
"The things that Mentor and Lawson left behind will only bring you trouble. Today is just the beginning."
"Do you think you can keep what you have?"
Hetty turned pale.
"Hetty." A woman in a white wizard robe stepped out from the crowd and spoke slowly, "If you need help, our Spiritual Language Weaving Society is willing to help."
"certainly……"
She licked the corner of her mouth:
“It’s going to take some effort.”
Spiritual language weaving?
Carl paused slightly.
He had heard Sibel mention this organization, which was an association composed of several young senior wizard apprentices.
He has considerable influence among the young people of the Swamp League.
so……
The real ones who attacked Hetty were this organization. Did they set their sights on the profits from Hetty's property? Some people in the crowd who were originally indignant also quietly retreated.
It is not a good deal to offend the Spiritual Tongue Weaving for a junior wizard apprentice with no future.
"How about it?"
The female wizard apprentice smiled and said, "The Spiritual Tongue Weaving Society needs fresh blood. If you join us, you will have fewer unexpected troubles. We will also support you in continuing your practice."
"..." Hetty opened her mouth, her face showing a look of struggle.
She was just a junior wizard apprentice, and her talent was not high. She might never become a mid-level wizard apprentice in her lifetime.
Now I have lost my mentor and brother.
"I……"
"We don't agree!"
A loud, clear voice rang out.
The crowd separated.
Sibel, holding a staff and wearing a wizard robe, stepped out, grabbed Hetty's wrist, and repeated in a solemn voice:
"We don't agree!"
"Sibel!" Hetty's face was filled with excitement.
"It's okay." Sibel slowed down his voice: "As long as I'm here, nothing will happen."
"Xibel!" The female wizard apprentice's face darkened. "You want to interfere in the affairs of our Spiritual Tongue Weaving Society?"
"Marcia." Xibeier's eyes were cold:
"You were the first to interfere in my affairs. Don't you know that I am one of the shareholders of Hetty Investment?"
"snort!"
Marcia snorted disdainfully: "Do you think you can protect her? A mid-level wizard apprentice..."
"Um?"
She seemed to have noticed something, her eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at Xibel in disbelief.
"you……"
"You made a breakthrough?"
The other party's surging and active mental power is very different from usual.
"That's right!" The crowd parted again, and Modili, Oma and a group of people came to Heti.
"Hetty."
Modi Li bowed and said, "Today is the day of my friend Lawson's funeral. I will not allow anyone to disturb it."
"Spiritual Language Weaving Society..."
“No way!”
"Marcia." Omar's voice was cold: "If you can practice as hard as Xibel, you can become a high-level wizard apprentice soon."
"As for now..."
"You are not welcome here, please leave!"
Both of them are senior wizard apprentices and have a very high reputation among the younger generation. Modili's mentor is even a formal wizard. Showing up at this time is equivalent to supporting Hetty.
The faces of the few people who had been making so much noise at the beginning all turned pale and they lowered their heads for fear of being noticed.
The ordinary people gathered outside the Black Swamp, although they have their own unions and organizations, they still have to serve the wizards in the end. They dare to bully junior wizard apprentices at the instigation of others, but they dare not be stubborn in front of senior wizard apprentices.
"good!"
"good!"
Marcia's expression changed, but she knew that staying would only bring shame, so she stamped her feet and turned away.
"Junior sister." The intermediate wizard apprentice named Loud opened his mouth, smiled awkwardly, and also said goodbye and left.
"Junior brother."
At this time.
Sibel saw Karl in the crowd and waved to him:
"You're here so early."
"Yes." Carl nodded and walked out of the crowd: "Congratulations, Senior Sister, on becoming a senior wizard apprentice. You have taken another step forward in your pursuit of truth."
"Hehe..." Xibel's eyes narrowed into crescents:
"Thanks to the Alliance wizard's public lectures on the Hand of the Mage, I was able to successfully construct the sixth zero-ring sorcery."
"There is also the Wizard Tower. I used my points to exchange for time to practice in it, and finally advanced."
"Congratulations!" Hetty said, her surprise was hard to conceal even though she was sad.
"Sibel, you really have become a high-level wizard apprentice. You said you would make a breakthrough within six years. Now it's only been three years and you have already succeeded. Unlike me..."
"It's okay." Xibel held her hand and whispered to comfort her:
"As long as I'm here, no one will bully you."
"By the way, I'm going to hold a banquet on the island in a few days and invite friends to celebrate my successful advancement. How about you come to help?"
"Of course no problem." Hetty nodded heavily.
Carl looked at Hedy, then at Sibel, and finally at Modiri and Oma, who were the center of attention.
He smiled and retreated into the crowd.
* * * A few days later.
To celebrate Xibel becoming a senior wizard apprentice, a grand banquet was held on the island.
Modili, Omar, and another senior wizard apprentice Harman came together to participate.
"Congratulations!"
"Xibel, congratulations on your advancement!"
“…”
It's a small island, but it's rare to be so lively.
"Your senior sister is amazing."
Bach also came to the banquet. He took the opportunity to come to Carl's side and whispered, "It's only been three years since I came to Black Swamp, and I've become a senior wizard apprentice and made so many friends."
"well!"
“How enviable!”
"Yes." Karl nodded and looked at the figure holding a wine glass and walking around in the crowd with a smile on his face:
"When I was in Signo City before, my senior sister gave people a very cold impression. I didn't expect her to be so good at handling interpersonal relationships."
"Now it seems that she just can't fit in with the world of ordinary people."
"Uh..." Bach opened his mouth: "That's not what I meant."
He was surprised at how fast Xibel advanced, not because of his talent in making friends.
In Carl's opinion.
The change in Xibel's personality was even more surprising, while the increase in his cultivation level didn't seem to be anything special.
"Someone is looking for you."
Patting Karl on the shoulder, Bach squeezed into the crowd.
“Karl!”
After drinking some wine, Hedy's cheeks flushed, making her skin look even more delicate, as if water could be squeezed out of it.
"Thank you for the funeral."
"No need to thank me." Carl waved his hand: "Thank Sibel if you want to thank someone. I didn't help much."
"You were going to help. I saw your actions. You were the only one moving forward and didn't retreat." Hetty smiled, with emotion in her voice:
"Only when a person is in danger can one see the true appearance of the people around him, don't you think?"
"Have a drink?"
She raised her glass and gestured.
Karl nodded, and the two of them clinked their glasses and took a sip each.
"Actually, what the workers said was right. I have put all my money in the account. Now the house has collapsed and the construction period has been delayed. The money in the account is not enough." Hetty said: "Fortunately, Modi Li, Omar and others are planning to invest and help solve the problem."
Her voice was flat and her face showed no joy.
Invest.
She said that she was helping to solve the problem, but she also diluted the profits that should have belonged to her.
But she had no choice.
It's not just about money.
Without the support of Modili and his companions, even the craftsmen's guild composed of ordinary people dared to bully her.
There will definitely be more troubles like the one we had on the funeral day.
Now everyone knows that she has taken refuge with several senior wizard apprentices. If you want to cause trouble for her, you must think carefully first.
Carl looked calm:
“That’s a good thing.”
"Yeah!" Heidi sighed and regrouped her emotions: "Modili suggested that we unite the people present today to form a small organization, similar to the Spiritual Tongue Weaving Society."
"What do you think?"
"Organization?" Carl looked around.
Most of the people attending the banquet were whispering and talking in low voices, which seemed to be related to this matter.
"My thoughts..."
“It doesn’t seem to matter.”
"That's right." Hetty smiled.
"Then we don't have to think too much and just wait for the news!"
Saying,
Raise your glass.
She had already handed over her own profits and shares, so naturally she wouldn't mind joining the organization.
There is strength in numbers.
With an organization, you will have the confidence to do many things.
Just like the spiritual weaving meeting.
soon.
"Junior brother!"
Xibel waved at Carl with a blush on her face: "Modili proposed to form an organization called the Star Secret Society. I think it is feasible. You can join it too."
"I am one of the four elders of the Star Secret Society!"
"Yes." Carl said with a smile: "Definitely!"
"I joined the organization, and with you as my senior sister who is a high-level wizard apprentice, I'm afraid no one will dare to bully me in the future."
Sibel laughed.
…………
Fragments of the divine domain.
“Squeak!”
As a drop of blood fell, a puff of white smoke suddenly emerged from the palm of his hand, and Carl's face turned pale.
"Um!"
With a muffled groan, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his blood witchcraft was running at full strength.
The blood that could devour and alienate everything began to rush madly into his body.
Fortunately, after many months of adaptation, Carl has developed resistance to it and is able to gather his life force to resist.
a long time.
As the witchcraft worked, the blood of the second-level abyss creature began to merge with its body little by little.
Half a month later.
Carl stood in a strange posture, with dark brown lines appearing on the surface of his skin.
Like a wriggling earthworm.
One month later.
His eyes turned dark, and a strange and fascinating power accumulated in his body.
The back looks like it has a complex tattoo.
Three months later.
"Um!"
Carl groaned, his eyes suddenly widened, the skin on his back squirmed, and tiny tentacles slowly emerged from the skin.
soon.
Tentacles like spider webs were baring their fangs and claws on Carl's back, and a layer of dark light enveloped his entire body.
Aura of fear!
"It's done!"
Bloodline transformation: progress 1%.
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