The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Now that he had reached his current level of strength, he was no longer limited to the alchemy table. His mental power could grasp materials, and magic could form various magic patterns and synthesis arrays, allowing him to refine and purify materials directly in his hands.

Dore's movements were swift, a series of actions flowing smoothly. Soon, a disturbing black liquid appeared in his hand.

Dore tossed the dregs onto the ground, held the black liquid in his hands, circled it once, and said, "You all recognize this, right?"

The level five wizards quietly took a few steps back, their expressions towards Dore changing.

Several level six wizards' expressions shifted slightly, but the black wizard who had purchased the Black Lotus became excited.

He stepped forward, his expression filled with戏谑 playfulness and a hint of seriousness, and slowly opened his mouth, "I have a formula here, I just don't know if you dare to concoct it."

Dore looked at the black wizard, his expression gradually becoming solemn, "There's nothing I wouldn't dare to concoct, as long as you don't use it on people. I don't care who you use it on."

The black wizard looked at Dore, thinking, this little guy is still too young. In today's world, the struggle with people is much greater than the struggle with demons. However, as long as the other party is willing to concoct it, that's all that matters.

He directly raised his hand and shot a ray of spiritual light towards Dore, "Can you refine this thing? A level seven potion."

Dore accepted the spiritual light, but did not introduce it into his sea of mental power. Instead, he placed it outside and carefully examined it, just in case there were any mental toxins inside.

After confirming that there were no problems, he read the information inside.

"Devil's Lingual," Dore blinked his eyes when he saw the name.

There was no introduction, only the name of the formula and the method of concoction, even things related to alchemy were included.

After Dore carefully looked at the formula, his heart trembled.

This thing is likely a mental poison. All the medicinal materials inside are related to people's five senses, subconscious, and mental power. Moreover, looking at the formula, there are very many diffusive drugs. It seems to be a large-scale killing poison.

If this were concocted and released by him, who knows what kind of consequences it would cause.

Dore only thought for less than two seconds before raising his head and saying, "It can be concocted, but it will have to wait until a month later. Many medicinal materials are very difficult to find."

Hearing this, the surrounding people looked at each other, especially the black wizard, who showed a surprised expression. Can it really be concocted? In fact, this formula is not complete. He was just testing a little, after all, this is a level seven potion.

At this time, Dore also saw that this prescription was a level seven potion prescription, but the alchemy techniques inside gave him an inspiration, because the alchemy aspect was explained in great detail, how to fuse potions, how to match medicinal power, and how to improve the power and diffusibility of the poison were all explained clearly, as if afraid that he would not recognize it.

With this kind of alchemy method, he could try other level six potion formulas and try to concoct the alchemy-side formulas himself.

After refining mental power potions and magic power potions for so long, he actually had some insights himself, but he was just too afraid to start.

At this time, a wizard stared at him carefully for a long time, and then slowly opened his mouth, "Little guy, be cautious when refining this kind of thing." He looked at the black wizard, and then said, "The thing comes from your hand, no matter who uses it, if it causes great slaughter in the future, this sin will still fall on your head."

Dore nodded, and then slowly said, "I believe in this black wizard's character, at least, with these two here, he wouldn't dare to use it randomly."

Hearing this, Allen and the initiator stall owner took the initiative to cast their gazes on the black wizard, the threat in their eyes was very strong.

The black wizard's body shook slightly, his invisible face should not have felt good, but he quickly relented. He pushed out his hand and flicked another ray of spiritual light towards Dore, "This is the antidote."

In fact, it contained the second half of the formula and the real antidote, as well as a contact method. After confirming that Dore could concoct it, he had completely believed in the other party.

The wizard looked at the few people, and then nodded. To be able to cultivate to this point, talent, temperament, and will are all excellent people, otherwise they would not be able to endure decades of day-to-day loneliness and loneliness. They were all smart people, and they spoke more easily. They believed that with two level six wizards endorsing him, although the other party was a black wizard, he should still be trustworthy.

He glanced at Dore, noted his characteristics, and said, "Next time I will bring some special spar stones, everyone, see you next time." He slowly withdrew, and then his mental power converged and quickly disappeared on the beach.

As the first person withdrew, the others were also vigilant against each other, and then silently left.

The black wizard stared at Dore, as if to remember him in his heart, and then similarly disappeared into the night.

At the same time, in Dore's perception, the huge qi and blood of the surrounding river water disappeared, seeming to swim into the distance.

The surroundings returned to silence, only the distant market still had some noisy sounds, and there were still people who had not left.

The river water surged, coming from afar and flowing to an unknown distance.

Dore raised his head and looked at the sky. He suddenly thought of some things in his heart.

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This world is very big, even vast and boundless. The river underfoot has gone through hundreds of thousands or even millions of years of history, and his own little experience of twenty-odd years is not even worth mentioning.

But after so many years, he has also seen some things.

The human race is strengthening itself, training itself in various ways, even if it is mutual consumption, the winners are always improving, while the demons have been eating their old capital, and their territory is constantly being compressed and occupied by the human race.

This highlights the advantage of wisdom.

The Glory Empire has been recuperating and building up its strength, even consciously indulging the black wizards and even the adventure groups in internal friction and competition. In essence, those black wizards and other adventure groups are also helping to expand the Glory Empire's territory.

Those black wizards who are unpopular among the human race always have to hide in a certain place and manage some territory, and they will always consume demons, and the real beneficiary is actually the human race itself.

The black market is just a small microcosm. On this wasteland where even ordinary people don't exist, there is also a safe stronghold occupied by humans, even if this stronghold is temporary, it is also a place that people have once set foot on.

The Glory Empire sets up schools, establishes academies, and sets tuition standards. It seems to be serving the wealthy nobles and screening civilians, but in fact it is not like that. They do this only to strengthen the human race itself.

The human race's resources are limited, and it is impossible to take care of everything. They can only take care of the wealthy merchants and nobles first. When they reach a certain level, they will open up to the civilians. However, there are still some martial arts halls in the current empire for civilians to learn, which is better than nothing.

Only when the entire human race is strong can it be free from the oppression of other races and the invasion of rampant monsters.

In this process, the human race does not know how much blood and tears it has shed to develop to this scale.