Warhammer Wizard

After feeling the legendary power for a moment, Ren changed his Titan power armor.

Because it was still early, he handled the official business that had accumulated for nearly a month in the office, and spent half a day patrolling the territory of Glamorgan. At noon, he teleported to the Principality of Augustus. Throughout the afternoon and evening, he sent the seven seats of the Principality. The city traveled quickly.

In the middle of the night, Ren teleported to the capital Kingsland.

Emily was still busy in the Dragon Hall, and she was very surprised to see Ren back, so she hurriedly left her official business and took him to see her son. Rex is already asleep, the little guy who was born less than two months ago, either sleeps or eats all day, and has grown up a little.

Ren sat on the edge of the cot and looked at his son who was sleeping soundly, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

She didn't pull him away until Emily came over in her pajamas.

Fight all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Ren got up in high spirits and meditated. After finishing, he took a walk in the garden of the Red Dragon Fort with Rex, who had just been fed by the nurse, with a faint smile on his face.

The Blood Guards and the maids discovered that Her Majesty the Queen, who used to get up early and govern the country diligently, actually stayed in bed today.

Her Majesty did not walk out of the bedroom until three poles in the sun.

Ren's Voice of All Things heard the various whispers of the people in the Red Dragon Fort. At first, he heard it with relish, and felt a little proud in his heart. The later words became more and more outrageous, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

At the dining table at noon, Emily gave him a blank look, apparently she heard it too.

"This is what you asked." Ren shrugged.

Emily's ears suddenly turned red, she wanted to say something to refute, but she glanced at the Scale-Driving Blood Guards around her. In order to maintain her queen's majesty, she could only pretend that she didn't hear it.

The beauty is now beautiful, and Ren raised his eyebrows and let out a chuckle.

After Rex took a nap, he teleported back to Glamorgan, and after hearing Fabian's report on arranging the Sunwalkers, he teleported to Wezeland and entered his tower.

After sitting down and thinking for a while, Ren sent a magical message:

"Sparrowhawk, come up."

The sparrowhawk is a small, agile and intelligent bird of prey, which is the nickname given to Sparrowhawk in his homeland of the Heron Islands. When he was a shepherd boy in the past, his friends called him that, and he was used to it. Spyrohawk was the name given to him by the wizard who brought him to Wezeland.

Spyrohawk is a shape-shifting wizard. His first main soul is the mutated Ice Wind Sparrowhawk. After shape-shifting, it flies extremely fast. It has both ice and wind affinity, and its strength is quite impressive.

After Ren knew about it, he changed his name to Sparrowhawk.

After a few breaths, Spyrohawk teleported to the top of the tower and saluted, "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

He has just turned eighteen years old, his body has grown a little taller, he is still thin, and there is still a hint of greenness on his face. He can vaguely see the shadow of the shepherd boy in the past. The difference is that now his eyes are full of wisdom. The expression exudes a subtle soul power aura.

The fifth-level shape-shifting wizard is no small person even in the empire.

What's more, he came from Wezeland Floating Void City and was a student of Rennes. Just because of this identity, not many people dared to provoke him in the empire, and the potential he showed was even more promising.

However, Ren called him not to instruct cultivation, but for another reason.

"Well, come and sit down." Ren's expression was very casual.

He has always had no pretence for the students' face. First, it was a habit in his previous life, and he felt that it was unnecessary. Second, the teachers and students were about the same age. Dalama and Garou were even older than him.

Spyrohawk also knew this, but his respect for the teacher did not diminish at all, and after he thanked him again, he sat down and relaxed a little.

The teacher called him up alone, so he must have something to do.

Sure enough, Ren asked, "How is your progress in alchemy recently? Do you have any experience?"

Spyrohawk thought that the teacher wanted to test himself, and quickly replied: "Teacher, I have been researching a new potion these days. It is made by adding ice thorn grass, storm cane and several other herbs on the basis of the potion'."

When it comes to alchemy, he immediately became intrigued and talked endlessly.

Ren listened with a smile, and listened carefully.

"The superhuman drank the potion of frenzy, and his strength doubled. Although it is not as violent as the real 'Furious Beast Blood Potion', its sequelae are also much milder." Spyrohawk said here, his face a little bit Deluxe, "The biggest selling point of the Crazy Speed ​​Potion is that it can increase the speed, which is equivalent to blessing the Second Ring Acceleration Technique."

"It has both strength enhancement and acceleration. The effect of one bottle of medicine can be as good as two bottles, and after my improvement, the cost can be reduced to about fifty gold shields, which is definitely very popular."

"teacher!"

Spyrohawk looked at Ren, like a child who was offering a treasure to his elders and asking for credit, "Once the research on the Crazy Speed ​​Potion is successful, it will definitely become one of the most popular potions in Wezeland."

"very good!"

Ren clapped his palms in praise.

This crazy speed potion really made his eyes shine, it can bring huge benefits to the tower, and at the same time he understands Spyrohawk's idea.

My student's talent in alchemy is really rare in a thousand years.

"Sparrowhawk, how many of you can develop the 'Frenzy Potion'?" Ren asked.

"Four percent!"

Spyrohawk was full of confidence, and after answering, he changed his words: "Five percent! If the teacher can provide enough materials, and recruit fifteen alchemy apprentices to be my assistants, adding up to an estimated investment of 200,000 gold shields, I have Half of the confidence, I will take out the finished product of the mad speed potion within two years and hand it over to the teacher."

Ren nodded.

Researching magical medicines is similar to the previous model of pharmaceutical companies developing new medicines. One is that they need enough manpower, and the other is that they need a lot of money, and they may not be able to be successfully marketed.

Half of it is already a very high probability.

Ren hardly hesitated, and said indifferently: "I will give you 400,000 gold shields. The number of alchemy apprentices is also up to you. You can recruit as many as you want, but before they enter the tower, they must pass my review."

"Whether the potion is successful or not, I won't get the money back, but I won't invest more."

"If the Crazy Speed ​​Potion is developed, you can take one-tenth of the income from future sales, but it is only limited to ten years, and you can also choose to buy it out at one price."

After Ren, he waited for Spyrohawk's choice.

It seems very harsh to only give the inventor of the potion 10% of the income within ten years, but without his own strong support, Spyrohawk would not be able to succeed.

The investment fund of 400,000 gold shields was actually given to Spyrohawk by default, and he could use it whatever he wanted.

Spyrohawk's breathing suddenly became heavy.

For him, who was born in poverty, whether it is 400,000 gold shields or huge income in the future, it is a huge wealth that he never dared to dream of.

Seeing that he was very confused, Ren smiled and said, "You can wait until the results of the potion come out before making a decision."

"Okay, teacher!" Spyrohawk breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was so excited that he could not wait to go back to continue his research immediately.

After he calmed down, Ren asked again, "If you go to the Alchemy Association now, can you pass the test of the alchemist master?"

"Uh……"

Spyrohawk scratched his head shyly, "Teacher, I'm afraid I can't. The alchemy master's test involves too many aspects, potions, casting, enchanting, inscriptions, materials, etc. In addition to potions, I am in The accumulation of other branches is not enough, maybe we can give it a try in ten years.”

"Okay." Ren also felt that he was too impatient.

In the Imperial Alchemy Association, the total number of alchemy masters is less than 100. Each of them is a legendary spellcaster or a big man, with an average age of over 200 years old.

Spyrohawk dared to try to become a master alchemist before the age of 30, which shows his shocking talent.

Ren hesitated for a while, thinking that his students were more reliable, and he found a suitable alchemist, so he said, "I asked you to come up today, I want to give you something."

"What's the matter, teacher?" Spyrohawk straightened his back.

"This time I went out, I got a batch of precious materials. You can take it back and study it to see what kind of potion can be refined, or how to use it. The effect is the best." Ren said, while Take out the whole flesh and blood of the sun-spotted viper.

This piece of flesh and blood weighed hundreds of pounds. It was a small section cut flat from the wound, including scales, snakeskin flesh, and bones.

As soon as Ren put it on the table, golden blood flowed out.

Spyrohawk was instantly attracted, and saw at a glance that it was a small part cut from a huge monster. He stepped forward to distinguish it, and found that it was material he had never seen before.

"Teacher, is this?"

With a puzzled look on his face, he touched a drop of golden snake blood with his fingertips and rubbed it between his two fingers.

Immediately, the soul power was repelled, and a shuddering aura emanated.

The young boy's face suddenly turned pale with shock, he quickly stepped back, and stammered: "God...this, this...is this the blood of God?"

His eyes widened, and an absurd thought flashed in his mind, did the teacher kill a god?

Seeing the look of panic, Ren had to explain with a smile: "This is just a divine creature, not even a demigod, but the concentration of divinity is a little higher, how could it be divine blood? You don't think I Can kill God!"

"It turned out to be just a divine creature." Spyrohawk was still frightened.

He couldn't help thinking, the teacher can always create miracles, and he wouldn't be surprised if one day he really took out divine blood.

"How is it? Sparrowhawk." Ren asked again, "What kind of potion can you make with it?"

"Teacher, the corpse of a divine creature is one of the most precious alchemy materials in the world." Spyrohawk's eyes lit up, and then he felt helpless, and said truthfully: "With my alchemy, I may not be able to control it. Such a good material, teacher, it is too wasteful to give it to me, it is more safe to give it to Speaker Dallandon, he is the most brilliant alchemist in our floating city."

He said so, but Ren's soul eyes saw that he was actually a little reluctant.

"I need someone I really trust to help me process the materials." Ren said lightly, "Speaker Dallandon is not my student after all. If the news is leaked, it will cause trouble."

The attraction of divine creatures is not limited to legends or even holy spirit wizards.

If the news spreads out, I don't know how many people are secretly peeping, and even bring trouble to Wezeland Floating City.

The teacher's mind is now on probing the depravity of Master Ogulevi, which is at a critical period, and he can't make any extras.

"But..." Spyrohawk still felt inappropriate.

Ren raised his hand to interrupt him, "Sparrowhawk, you can try, don't be afraid of wasting it. There are a lot of divine materials in this batch, which is enough for you to study for several years."

When Spyrohawk saw that Ren trusted him so much, he was moved and swore to himself that he would not waste materials and live up to the teacher's expectations. Although he could see that the body of this monster must be very large, it is estimated that it weighs hundreds of thousands of pounds, and the flesh and blood in front of him is only a very small part.

However, with so many materials, I'm afraid I can't handle them all by myself, nor can I hand them over to those alchemy apprentices.

"You research first, I'll do it with you." Ren saw what he was thinking, "Raislin is going out now, and he will help you when he comes back. And Polaris, Dalama and the others, if you You can call them if you need to, just say what I mean."

"Teacher, I won't let you down." Spyrohawk was relieved when he heard that the teacher would also help.

Ren took out a dimension ring and gave it to him, which was specially used to store flesh and blood.

Spyrohawk put away the ring and left excitedly.

As soon as he left his forefoot, a tall figure was teleported in front of him. His beautiful face was cold and cold. When he saw Ren's smile, it was like the arrival of spring. The ice and snow melted and the flowers were in full bloom. point.

"Hilia."

Ren stepped forward and put his arms around her waist and said with a smile, "Are you willing to leave your tower?"

Since this iridescent dragon mage was promoted to the legendary middle rank three years ago, not only did he not stop to rest for a while, but he became more diligent. Apart from accepting Polaris' public appearance on the day, and then throwing the students to himself, he never stepped out of the tower again.

The two concluded a soul contract and knew each other's status at any time.

Oxilia has been immersed in cultivation day and night for the past few years. Half of the time is spent in meditation, and the remaining half is used to build spell models and practice spell-casting skills. It takes ten days and a half to fall asleep. Insane madness.

In the entire floating city, there is no wizard who is more diligent than her.

This is not like a giant dragon with a lazy nature, as if there is some reason to chase after her, forcing her to practice desperately~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to improve her strength.

During this period, Ren looked for Oxilia many times, and most of the time, he was closed.

There are only a handful of entrances.

Straight to the point, the giant dragon collided, made things in haste, and then was kicked out without saying a word, feeling like a tool for her to vent her desires.

If it wasn't for the soul contract still in his mind, Ren would often forget that he had a secret lover.

"I just miss you."

Oxilia's eyes flashed a rainbow-like streamer, her hands were hanging on Ren's neck, and she exhaled like a blue breath. With a single word, Ren broke her defense, and her body reacted immediately.

"Fuck!"

Ren was shocked, and then suddenly realized that she was in estrus again.

The estrus occurs once every three years, and this cycle is long enough.

"Does this really take me as a tool?" he thought inwardly, and then saw a flawless face approaching, and the fresh breath after the rain was breathing in his ears, and those unpleasant thoughts were immediately thrown away. Outside the Nine Clouds, the big head was instantly occupied by the small head.

Without a word, he picked up the rainbow dragon and placed it on his desk at the right height.

The next second, Ren felt a pair of slender and powerful thighs wrapped around his waist, and with a hiss, he entered a state of battle.

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