Wizard: I can refine everything

After being knocked away, the bloody figure did not flee. On the contrary, after landing, he rushed towards Brutus again.

"Interesting, no sense?"

Richard took out the fine gold staff, and a dark fireball instantly condensed around him, and then blocked the bloody figure's path.

Boom!

The bloody figure flew out again.

But this time, a trace of solemnity flashed across Richard's face.

"He took on the 860-level fireball head-on, and only part of his body was charred.

I'm afraid that some wizards who specialize in physical training can't do this kind of thing."

In Richard's dragon eyes, this deformed magic dwarf did not suffer much damage under the bombardment of the fireball.

The body that was charred by the power of the fireball fell off almost instantly. The dense granulation filled the gap caused by the spell at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even further proliferated.

Growths, tumors, and even some deformed organs that were so distorted that they could not be distinguished continued to pour out of the wound.

"It seems that this is your trouble."

Brutus's face was serious, but his eyes revealed sadness. He said to Richard: "My lord, this one-time spell is useless against them. We must use continuous spells."

Richard nodded. The magic dwarves must be quite experienced in dealing with such monsters.

But Richard didn't intend to listen to him.

He had to get to know this monster carefully.

Richard put the adamantium staff back into his pocket and took out the mithril staff from it.

Eight hundred and sixty energy levels can resist, what about the one thousand seven hundred energy levels?

The head of the mithril staff looked brilliant under the sunlight. As Richard waved it, runes appeared one by one on the head of the staff.

The next moment, a fireball that was one circle larger than the previous one appeared in front of Richard.

And the monster seemed to have sensed the terrible power of the fireball. He "looked" at Richard, then turned around and ran away.

When Brutus saw this scene, his face was calm, but his pupils suddenly dilated.

The deformer actually ran away!

"Stop him, Makar."

Looking at the escaping deformer, Richard calmly gave the order.

Makar nodded slightly after hearing this, and then his figure appeared beside the deformer.

Looking at the terrifying monster in front of him, Makar reached out and grabbed it expressionlessly.

Then, a dark fireball descended.

Boom!

The fireball with a power of 1,700 energy levels instantly burned the entire deformer into charcoal.

Makar loosened his right hand, and the charred remains of the deformer fell to the ground and shattered.

Richard walked to the wreckage and smashed the broken remains with his staff to make sure there was no remaining flesh and blood.

"It seems that it is not useless, but the effect is not very significant." Richard smiled.

Pluto was speechless, but bowed slightly to Richard and said: "Your Excellency's power is beyond my imagination, and our experience may be a bit problematic for you."

Richard picked up a piece of charred debris from the ground and put it into a test tube.

"By the way, what's the name of this monster?"

Brutus was silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "We call him a deformer."

The episode ended, and Brutus continued to lead the way.

No more deformers appeared on the rest of the journey, and Richard and his party arrived at the Gem Palace smoothly.

Observing the Gem Palace from a close distance, Richard discovered that this luxurious palace was actually made of gold, and the gems were just gold decorations.

Under the sunlight, the palace looked particularly dazzling.

"Wow, it's a bit extravagant."

Richard looked at the Gem Palace, and although he was a little shocked, he soon calmed down.

Although the Golden Palace was luxurious, it was just gold. If Richard wanted, he could also build a wizard tower with gold.

But the few fire lizards behind him didn't think so.

"My goodness, this palace is so beautiful." Kava said in shock.

"Although these dwarves don't look good, they have really good taste." Helaen also exclaimed, "It's a pity that the gems are a bit mixed.

If the types of gems can be more uniform, this palace will definitely be a supreme treasure."

Four guards stood at the door of the Gem Palace. These guards wore golden armor and held a long-handled war hammer in their hands.

As an alchemist, Richard saw at a glance that the armor on the dwarves in front of him was made of pure gold.

These magic dwarves didn't even use pure gold alloys. These armors were made entirely of pure gold.

Pluto stepped forward to inform the guards of his purpose, but the guards seemed to have some arguments with Pluto.

"This is the savior in the divination of the high priest! You have no right to detain his servants!"

"We have allowed him to enter! But his servants must not step into the sacred Gem Palace!"

Pluto looked at the golden-armored dwarf with some anger, and the golden-armored dwarf glared back unceremoniously.

Although the will of the magic dwarves is as unshakable as a mountain, it also means that their ideas are extremely stubborn.

The high priest ordered the golden dwarves to let Richard enter the gem palace, so they only let Richard in.

Richard's witch hunting team can only stay outside.

But Brutus knew that Richard would never let the witch hunting team stay outside.

Even though he was already familiar with Richard, he could already feel Richard's vigilance against him.

Brutus and the golden dwarves refused to give in, and their quarrel soon turned into fistfights.

Finally, an old voice interrupted their quarrel.

"Aipak, let them all come in."

Hearing this voice, Brutus and the golden dwarf immediately stopped arguing.

They bowed their heads respectfully to the Gem Palace.

"Yes, High Priest."

...

The interior of the Gem Palace is the same as the exterior, and the golden walls are also inlaid with various gems.

Among them, there are many treasures that Richard wants.

But unfortunately, these are gems discovered by the dwarves in the mirror world, and Richard can't take them out of the mirror world.

Passing through the narrow corridor for Richard, Richard and his party soon came to a magnificent hall.

A golden dwarf statue is enshrined in the hall, and ancient murals are painted on the walls of the hall with various gem powders.

In the center of the hall, an old dwarf kneeled on the ground.

This old dwarf, wearing a white robe that doesn't match the hall at all, looks like a modified version of a wizard's robe.

After noticing that Richard came to the hall, he stood up silently.

The dwarf had a long beard that dragged on the ground. He rolled up his beard, then turned around and gave Richard a somewhat weird wizard salute.

"Savior of my tribe, welcome to the Gem Palace. I am the high priest of the magic dwarves, Aberich."

Richard was not arrogant, and also respectfully returned a wizard salute.

The strength of the high priest should not be underestimated. Although he looked old and seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind. But in Richard's perception, he was as stable as a mountain and could not be shaken.

As soon as the high priest raised his hand, Brutus consciously left the hall.

The high priest looked at the witch hunting team behind Richard and slowly said: "Your creation is really exquisite. I am afraid that few wizards can compare with your dragon alchemy."

Richard said modestly: "It is not my own work. I am just one of its designers."

The high priest looked at the witch hunting team, and then moved his eyes back to Richard's face.

Richard looked into his eyes, and there seemed to be stars flowing in those purple eyes.

"Savior, on the way here, you must have seen the deformer. What do you think of him?"

"No opinion." Richard replied calmly, "My magic can deal with him, but there are many wizards who can do this.

I am curious why I will be the savior of your tribe in your divination."

The high priest shook his head slowly.

"I don't know. When I was young, the magic dwarves had not yet migrated to this world. At that time, I also met many wizards.

To be honest, although you are outstanding, you are still a little weak compared to the great disaster of my tribe.

But I see a lot of mysteries in you, maybe these mysteries can help you overcome the great disaster of my tribe."

The high priest's words made Richard not know what to say for a while.

Divination is indeed like this.

Divination can tell you the result, but it will not tell you the reason.

But there is one advantage of divination, that is, once a clear result appears in divination, then this result is inevitable.

Whether the result is good or bad.

If the result of the high priest's divination is indeed Richard, there is no doubt that Richard must be the savior of the magic dwarves.

For this phenomenon, the wizard has a corollary called the dog of the dog.

That is, before observation, the future is chaotic and unfixed. But once an observer appears, he sees a certain future in the future.

The originally chaotic future will collapse into this certain future.

Of course, this kind of spell that is close to the law of causality will also be very limited in use.

The fortune teller cannot predict the fate of people who have nothing to do with him.

The high priest can predict the fate of the magic dwarves because he is the high priest of the magic dwarves and he has this power.

But he must not predict Richard's fate without Richard's permission.

"Why don't you tell me about the origin of this deformer? Maybe I just have a way to deal with it."

The high priest nodded: "Indeed, the wisdom of wizards is as vast as the ocean. Before I understand it, I really shouldn't make such a judgment.

I am rude."

After that, the high priest invited Richard to the wall of the hall, pointed to one of the murals and said:

"About 7,500 years ago, the magic dwarves were moved to this world by the great wizard of truth and began to multiply."

On the mural, the magic dwarves stood in the hands of a white-robed wizard. In front of the wizard, there was a mirror, which I think was the mirror of the world.

The high priest walked slowly along the wall and told Richard the stories behind these murals.

"The Wizard of Truth did not impose any restrictions on us, so we lived in this world. About a thousand years later, a dwarf named Bruno was born in the Iron Fist tribe.

Bruno was very thin when he was born, and his parents thought he would survive the first winter after his birth.

But Bruno survived, and became a dwarf warrior before the age of fifty, and became an iron warrior of the Iron Fist tribe at the age of two hundred.

He is generous, magnanimous, wise, and a natural leader of the dwarves.

Under his leadership, the Iron Fist tribe became stronger and stronger, and in the next thousand years, it conquered most of the magic dwarves.

He is the well-deserved king of the magic dwarves."

"There is something wrong with this Bruno." Richard suddenly said, "According to the wizard's research, the thinness of the magic dwarf is a congenital disease. This disease is almost impossible to treat. Only through physical evolution and stimulating the core of life can there be a chance of recovery. .

Moreover, this kind of treatment is only feasible in theory. It is almost impossible for a demon dwarf suffering from this disease to improve his physique to 49.9 and successfully break through the barrier.

It is even more impossible to achieve a breakthrough in just fifty years. "

The high priest looked at Richard with loneliness in his eyes.

"Yeah, so the catastrophe is coming."

The high priest slowly walked to a mural. On the mural was a blood-red sarcoma, and on the sarcoma was a typical wizard's magic circle.

A corner of the wizard's magic circle was broken, and a piece of flesh escaped from it and turned into a monster.

A dwarf wearing golden armor led twelve dwarves and fought fiercely with the monster with a warhammer.

“This painting is fake, the real history is that Bruno was chosen by the evil spirit sealed by the great wizard of truth.

The demon strengthened his body and corrupted his mind as he grew.

Although his will was strong, he still fell after more than a thousand years of corruption.

Following the instructions of the evil demon, he secretly spread the plague of flesh and blood, trying to turn the entire demon dwarf clan into a part of the evil demon.

In fact, he almost succeeded.

But I discovered his conspiracy in the end, and I led the remaining twelve dwarf warriors to assassinate him. He also led the tribes that did not have the plague and bloodbathed the dwarves infected with the plague. "

The high priest pointed at the demon that the golden-armored dwarf was fighting.

"This is actually Bruno, the king of the demon dwarves we believe in now."