The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The Flight spell abruptly halted in the sky. Dole charged towards the mountainside, flying close to the ground. At the same time, he scattered some black spores behind him. Once released, these things completely blended into the air, becoming invisible.

The ogre roared and jumped into the air, landing above the waterfall. Seeing Dole hugging the ground, it casually grabbed a tree more than ten meters tall. With a gentle pull, the ground cracked, and the tree trunk was in its grasp with almost no resistance. With a wave, it smashed the tree at Dole in mid-air.

The tree trunk, more than ten meters tall, felt weightless in its hand. The seemingly gentle smash caused violent air vibrations around it, producing a roaring sound like a hurricane.

Hearing the sound, Dole dove to the left without a second thought. He had developed the Flight spell's magic model to its extreme, dodging the attack with incredible speed.

Whoosh, boom!

The tree trunk slammed into the ground, instantly shattering into pieces. The powerful force impacted the ground, sending mud and leaves flying everywhere.

Dole was almost hit by a small clod of dirt that splashed up, scaring him into a cold sweat.

He flew close to the ground, not daring to fly too high. The next moment, he unleashed all his speed, flying tens of meters away in one breath.

The ogres below finally reacted, but they didn't come up. They just watched the ogre at the top roar in fury.

Seeing Dole fly away, the ogre roared again. This time, it didn't chase. Instead, it bent down, and its enormous right hand scooped up a handful of stones and dirt from the ground like a giant piece of construction equipment. Then, it hurled them at Dole's direction, raining down on him.

Dole flew while observing behind him. Seeing this, his face turned pale.

He hurriedly activated his magic shield, dodging while trying to find the area with the fewest projectiles.

Boom, boom, boom.

Even so, he was hit by several rocks. The impact of the stones and dirt directly shattered several layers of his magic shield. The powerful force sent him flying like a bouncing ball, instantly smashing him into the distant mountains.

Bang.

Dole crashed into the dirt.

Damn it, this thing is fierce.

At this moment, the ogre also stood motionless. It felt something was wrong with its body, as if something was stuck to it. It hurriedly started slapping itself.

A layer of black stuff grew on its skin. No matter how much it slapped, it wouldn't come off. However, this black stuff didn't seem very powerful, just a little itchy.

It scratched itself vigorously.

Dole was dazed by the impact. In a panic, he struggled to crawl out of the dirt and looked at the ogre.

Seeing that the ogre wasn't chasing after him, he hurriedly flew away again, fleeing into the distance.

The Black Fungus is working! Gotta go!

However, the Black Fungus only has a significant impact on level three or four creatures. It's unclear about level five creatures. This ogre is clearly level five, very powerful.

Old Man Baal really runs fast. Damn it, I can't trust his dog-like character in the future.

Crossing over the mountain peaks, Dole hugged the mountainside, rapidly descending. He didn't even dare to distinguish the direction. He just wanted to get as far away from here as possible.

Although level five ogres can't fly, their close-quarters combat ability is almost invincible. On the ground, they are like walking turrets. Ogres with extremely excellent eyesight can use stones and trees to shoot down any airborne creature within three or four hundred meters. He didn't dare to fly high at all.

As early as the ancient, medieval, and near-ancient periods, ogres had given the human race's wizards many teaching lessons. These were all bloody lessons.

Dole flew close to the ground, not needing to look back at all.

He flew over three mountain peaks in one breath, running tens of kilometers before landing on a slightly lower mountain peak, looking behind him with lingering fear.

Indeed, no ogres were coming, but even across several mountain peaks, he could hear roars of rage. It was estimated that his Black Fungus had infected the other ogres as well, and those guys were in a state of impotent rage.

He extended his mental power, and after confirming that there was no danger around, Dole could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Damn it, that's a level five creature. It could crush me in minutes.

However, ogres have a huge weakness: they are not agile. As long as Dole calms down, he can always run away.

He looked around, and his heart suddenly tightened.

This place is even closer to the center of the mountain. The heavenly tribulation that was still brewing in the distance was even more immense at this time, as if it was about to begin.

Dole didn't dare to look up. His mental power was slightly suppressed. The immense pressure from the sky was becoming more and more obvious. He seemed to have a feeling that if he extended his mental power again, a thunder tribulation would definitely descend from the sky and strike him to death.

He restrained his mental power, took out his tent, set it up, and immediately crawled inside.

After Dole crawled in, the tent disappeared.

Sitting in the tent, he formed hand seals and sent out a message.

Before long, Baal quietly arrived at the door. The tent opened, and Baal walked in.

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"You really run fast!" Dole said sarcastically.

Baal snorted and looked at him disdainfully. "Isn't this to train you? I was watching from the side. It's no big deal."

Dole snorted and didn't dwell on the topic, saying, "I've found all the materials. I'll help you refine them here."

Hearing this, Baal's spirit was immediately lifted, and a huge wave surged in his heart. He said, "Okay, I'll keep watch outside." This was related to whether he could return to level seven, so he naturally couldn't be careless.

After so many years, he was finally about to recover. Baal was actually looking forward to it.

Although he didn't say it, Baal was still very grateful to Dole. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so dedicated to a weak human. Dole was definitely the best benefactor he had ever met in his dog-like life.

At this time, Dole took out his set of alchemy tools from his storage bracelet and frowned.

The space in the storage bracelet was really too small now. He wanted to ask Baal for a larger one, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Forget it, I'll just make one myself when I have time.

He took out all the materials, placed them aside, activated the alchemy platform, and began to refine them one by one.

The Super Activation Potion can activate the ultimate potential of any life form, promote the body to regrow again, strengthen the body, fundamentally activate the ultimate potential hidden at the bottom of vitality, and repair any trauma to the body, including major disabilities such as tissue loss and broken limbs.

Many of the materials here are biological, involving a lot of biological science, which is very complex. Fortunately, he stayed with Wushu for half a year, otherwise Dole wouldn't have dared to try it at all.

Before long, he had refined all the materials, leaving only the Tai Sui.

He took out the Tai Sui.

This thing was the size of a human head, fleshy, and looked motionless. But if you observe carefully, you can find that every part of his body, every smallest body tissue, can breathe air and absorb any surrounding organic matter. Its vitality is extremely tenacious.

He took out a sterile knife and cut off a thumb-sized piece from it.

The Tai Sui didn't change in any way, didn't react in any way, and didn't even move. Cutting it was like cutting a piece of tofu.