Witch Alchemist

When Roy discovered the other party, the other party also discovered him.

Immediately, everyone was alert.

"What do you do?"

A thin-looking young man with deep eye sockets stood up and shouted.

Roy said: "I should be the one asking this question. Why did Nick Manxia's people appear here for no reason?"

The seven ancestral towers of the Seven Towers Alliance are all on this continent called Mysterious Island.

This is an artificial structure, which makes the seven towers far apart and there is little communication between apprentices.

Only after stepping out of the star sea and being recruited to another world or plane battlefield will there be communication and contact.

The other party was obviously stumped by the question and said angrily: "This is none of your business!"

Roy walked forward slowly, and the confidence of the senior knight and senior apprentice was fully revealed.

Several people immediately felt like they were facing a great enemy, and drove dozens of small undead armies to block them.

Those were all corpse-like fishmen, with stiff postures and gloomy breath.

At this moment, a whistle came from a distance, and a senior apprentice in a black robe rode a dead warhorse, crossed the hillside and appeared on the other side.

He held a long-horned ogre skull witch weapon in his hand, followed by more than a dozen of the same fish warrior zombies.

"Senior Raymond!"

Several people turned to each other and said in surprise.

After the senior apprentice Raymond approached, he looked at Roy and asked, "Are you an apprentice of the Okmi Wuta?"

"Yes." Roy was also looking at him, silently evaluating each other's strength, and concluded that he should not be underestimated.

He felt the high-energy reaction of the witchcraft energy gathering on the other party.

"We came here to investigate because we heard rumors here. Other Wutas also know about the affairs of the Cretaceous Kingdom.

However, we don't intend to wade into the muddy water inside. We are more interested in these rampant monsters."

Raymond took the initiative to inform the purpose of his visit.

Roy couldn't judge whether the other party was showing goodwill or confusing him.

He looked at the monsters around those people, and they were indeed controlled by necromancy and transformed into undead flesh puppets.

"Then you really made a profit!"

He sighed sincerely. For Nick Mansha Wuta, an environment where monsters are rampant is simply a land of resources.

"They are just some low-level monsters. They can't even reach the combat power of normal zombies. We have to refine them well after returning!" Raymond said in a low-key manner.

"I'm afraid your goal is far more than the corpses of these fishmen?" Roy thought of the giant tribe living in the windy land.

And...

The stitched monsters wandering around!

Thinking of this, his heart moved slightly, but he didn't say much, just warned: "It's better not to cause trouble here!"

Not long after, Roy took the initiative to retreat, leaving Raymond and his group.

"Lord Raymond, do you want to..."

Someone came up and gestured with his hand to wipe his neck.

"Idiot!" Raymond glanced at him, "We are now in someone else's territory, and the one just now was also a senior apprentice, how can it be so easy to deal with?"

"Don't worry about it for now, the ground veins here are mutated, and it is possible that some strange monsters will naturally appear. It would be great if we can hunt them." Another person said in a deep voice.

Raymond showed a little excitement on his face: "Yes, these are all materials!"

...

While the few people were talking, Roy had already moved away from where they were resting.

Although he was not afraid of those people, he was still very cautious.

Until he felt that it was unlikely to catch up, he found a piece of wood and drifted down the river to eliminate the traces.

This happened to be the direction where he killed the fishman lord before.

Half an hour later, he arrived there and continued to track the traces of the stitched monster based on various eyewitness reports and research information.

This tracking took a whole afternoon.

Finally, the hard work paid off. Before it was completely dark, he found the target he wanted to find.

However, when he followed the traces over the hillside, he unexpectedly found that he met Raymond and others again.

They were besieging the stitched monster!

"This guy is devouring negative energy!"

"Oh no, the fish zombies have been sucked dry!"

The intermediate apprentices exclaimed.

Suddenly, a long chain appeared.

It was something that was not known whether it was a biological tendon, iron chain, or vine. It instantly crossed a distance of more than 10 meters, hooked an intermediate apprentice who was hiding behind the undead army, and pulled him directly over.

"Ah!"

The man screamed and was swallowed by the stitched monster with his head raised, and entered the stomach in a blink of an eye.

In an instant, the stomach obviously contracted violently, and the corpses merged one by one, like a body stuck together by meat paste, tightening.

The screams stopped abruptly.

No mistake, one post, one content, one book, one bar!

As everyone exclaimed, the stitched monster chopped down several fish zombies in succession and rushed to the front.

Only then did Roy see clearly that the Stitched Monster actually had a long, huge machete in his hand.

The weapon looked like a giant's, and the blade alone was as wide as a human body.

With a raised hand and a fell knife, another apprentice screamed, and was cut off at the waist.

Blood spurted out like a fountain.

Puff puff puff!

The next moment, the heads on the Stitched Monster's body suddenly spit out corrosive poisonous blood and smoke around them.

Seeing this, Raymond turned around and fled without hesitation.

The other two hurriedly followed, not even caring about the summoned creatures.

But the stitched monster looked huge, but it was not stupid at all.

It was extremely fast and chased the three people closely.

"Good opportunity!"

After they walked a little further away, Roy came to the bottom of the hill and searched for the body that was broken into two pieces.

These people came from afar with sufficient supplies, and their bags were full of mana potions and healing potions.

Roy was not polite and took all of them.

He didn't understand the various spellcasting materials, bone powder, meat, blood jars, etc., so he didn't dare to move them.

Instead, he found a notebook that seemed to be a learning experience.

After confirming that there was no toxin or curse power in it, he wrapped it with cloth, carried it temporarily, and searched nearby.

"Lucky, the stitched monster actually dropped a piece of meat here!"

Soon, he found something.

It was the arm that was knocked off by Raymond's "Bone Tooth Technique". It was not the flesh and blood of ordinary humans, but was formed by chalk soil.

But after a careful inspection, Roy was a little disappointed.

"I don't have that feeling..."

[Alchemy Talent Acquisition (0%)]

The virtual panel remained unchanged.

"Is it really the only way to defeat that stitched monster and take out its heart?"

This might anger Oren, but it could also weaken his power.

More importantly, he continued to explore the source of his talent essence.

Having made up his mind, Roy set out again and followed the traces of the battle between the two sides.