Holding two blue translucent crystals in his hand, Locke sat cross-legged in the room practicing the eagle fighting spirit.

A series of subtle green lights visible to the naked eye flowed out from the energy crystal in his hand, and entered his body along Lock's arms, and Lock's breath became longer and longer.

I don’t know how long it took, a faint sound of crystal shattering came from the room, breaking Locke’s cultivation state.

He slowly opened his eyes and a light flashed through his bright eyes. Locke's strength was a little stronger than when he was just promoted to a higher-level attendant.

The two wind-type intermediate energy crystals in the center of the palm of the palm have completed their functions and turned into countless transparent fragments.

After clapping his palms, Locke threw the fragments of the energy crystal into the pile of debris.

This is the third time this week to practice with energy crystals. The flying feeling of lifting made Locke intoxicated.

He heard that some magicians will never marry and have children in their entire lives, and only use meditation as their companionship. Most of them also focus on the pleasure of improving their strength, and ignore the love between men and women.

"It's a pity that there are not many energy crystals." Locke sighed. He is mainly using intermediate energy crystals now. He has four or five pieces on his hand, but he has never been reluctant to use them.

He plans to wait until the intermediate energy crystal does not work, or to use higher-level crystals after very little effect.

Locke said that there were fewer energy crystals in his hand, not that the total amount was small.

As he, Mori and others became more and more successful in the operation area, they had become famous among the magic apprentices at the bottom of the Santa Academy. There was no magic material that they could not have, only unexpected things.

Originally, their excessive behavior of making money would definitely cause sanctions from the Holy Tower, but plane wars are getting closer and no one in the upper-level magicians will pay attention to the life and death of these slave cannon fodders in the operation area.

As long as Locke and Jasmine grasp the degree and fight against the Santa Tower inspectors without knowingly, they will definitely be in peace.

Most of the targets they sell are mid-level apprentices. Magicians of this level know that their war is not far away. When they try to improve their strength as much as possible, how could they cut off their arms and do such thankless things as to report Locke and others?

Lock now earns about five intermediate energy crystals every week. As for why he still lacks energy crystals, what Lock lacks is the wind energy crystals that can be useful for his own cultivation.

Locke plans to ask the magician Ashar next time to see if he can exchange the energy crystals of other types with this official magician for the wind energy crystals.

He knew that the magician Ashar was a rich woman.

After cleaning up the surroundings for a while, Locke left the room assigned to him by the Santa.

Locke has long been familiar with the work in the operation area. Now he mainly helps Jasmine imprison the soul marks the slave creatures, and sometimes he will be responsible for the entry and exit of the slave creatures with Harris.

The place Locke is now going to an alchemy shop introduced to him by Jasmine, located inside the Santa Academy, and is said to be a time-honored store that is nearly seven hundred years old.

"Hello, do you need anything?" Sitting in front of Lock was a middle-aged man with a yellow face. He was a salesperson at this store and an alchemist himself.

Unlike the fancy shops outside the Santa Tower, which are specially equipped with beautiful female magic apprentices as waiters, everything here seems simple.

Lock knew that the magician sitting in front of him was probably the master figure who completed his alchemy mission.

"I want to use this bottle to make some potion that works for me." Locke pushed out a bottle of dark green reagent with both hands.

The reagent bottle is sealed, and the materials and packaging techniques used are the most advanced. Advanced means expensive. The magician is curious about what is contained in it.

The magician sitting opposite Locke still has the alchemy quality. He did not rashly open the reagent bottle, but took out a long silver needle, inserted the tip of the needle into the reagent bottle, dipped it in a little sample and pulled it out.

The moment the silver needle came out, the mouth of the reagent bottle healed automatically. This reagent bottle was also an alchemy product, a gadget made by Angelina.

The magician recited a spell at the long silver needle, then took out a large push-and-press test instrument from his space ring and started testing it on the spot.

Locke was not in a hurry, sitting on the sofa, drinking tea, and waiting for the magician's test results.

"It turned out to be the blood of the Hildes!" The magician suddenly exclaimed, fortunately it was a private room here, and it did not attract the attention of people around.

"How is it? Can it be done?" Locke asked crossing his legs. The blood of this level of creature was secretly collected by him when he helped the magician Ashal clean up the laboratory.

The flesh and blood of ordinary monsters can work on humans. Locke does not believe that the blood of this level of creature will not enhance it.

Through the momentum that exploded when the green creature broke free from the test bench, Locke could feel that the creature was the most powerful force of the major, and this creature was a great supplement to these knights.

"It's OK, but it's OK." The magician's professional qualities are still there. It didn't let Locke wait for a long time. After thinking for a while, he gave his own reply, "The steel body potion and Xunlong potion can both use this bottle of blood as the main ingredient."

"How much do I need to pay?" Locke asked. He had never heard of these two potions, but he was given the potion made from the blood of a first-level creature, so I guess it would not be bad.

"This bottle of blood can only be used as a dose of three potions. We will make you one steel body potion and Xunlong potion each. The excess materials will be used as a cost. How about it?" The magician made a suggestion.

Locke lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "Okay."

He could hide the blood of a little bit of first-level creatures in the lab of Ashar's magician, and it was hard to guarantee that this alchemy store would do the same, so he simply agreed directly.

This 700-year-old alchemy store has certainly been guarded by strong men above formal magicians. The middle-aged magician attaches so much importance to Locke's materials, which only shows that the value of this bottle of blood is indeed not low.

The Hilder plane is very close to the wizard world, and its strength in small planes is in the middle and upper reaches. The top leaders of the Santa Tower and the Knights' Temple did not choose to invade this plane due to various concerns, but the magicians and knights below often go there to hunt.

The Hilds are all treasures. It is said that the heart of the Hilds' high priest has a long life effect on creatures above level one, attracting countless old monsters who are almost age to hunt one after another.

In addition to this, I would like to ask you to help me build a weapon. Locke said as he took out his long sword from the space ring and a painted black broken sword.

The Broken Sword was obtained by Rock at Princeton's auction. It was the Broken Sword eliminated by a first-level knight.

"Well... there are only some cloud iron inside, which is not rare, and it is easy to help you integrate into your weapon." The magician said after watching the broken sword for a while. As for Locke's sword, he didn't even look at it. This sword suitable for mid-level knight attendants was not yet in his eyes.

"Just treat it as a bonus. The smelting of this long sword will not charge you any more money." said the middle-aged magician.

"Happy cooperation!" Locke handed over his palm.

"Happy cooperation!" the magician smiled.

After walking out of the alchemy shop, Locke went to the magician of Santa Ashar.

The surprise and shock of this first-level dark elemental master to Locke became bigger and bigger as time went by.

Unlike the knights who are promoted to level one creature, who are still majoring in fighting spirit and strength, after the magicians enter level one, there are many paths they choose.

A wizard who is good at cursing and mysticism; an elemental master of various types who are proficient in elemental magic; a summoner who is good at interplanar trading and summoning; a bloodline warlock who integrates powerful creature blood into his own, etc.

The magicians who have reached level one have left the knights who can only focus on training their bodies far behind because of their huge and complicated cultivation system.

It is said that some talented magicians are already studying the practice paths of knights. Body refining magicians are considered partial branches of bloodline warlocks and have taken root and sprouted in some parts of the wizard world.

Why Locke admires Ashar because this powerful dark elemental master actually practices witchcraft, and she also works as an alchemist as a part-time alchemist.

The main factor that the magic apprentices before Locke could not stand the magician Ashal was that this moody master often experimented with her new knowledge of mysticism on people around her.

After no one was willing to wake up, he found that he had become a toad, or had several more arms.

The mystical system and magic are two completely different aspects. Some magic can also turn people into frogs, but that is time-sensitive. Differently exerting magic power, and the time to maintain frogs is also different.

Mysticism essentially changes the overall structure of a creature. When a magic apprentice becomes a toad, he will really become a toad.

This involves taboo knowledge that cannot be described in the astral realm and the universe. The knowledge that magicians cannot understand or cannot explain thoroughly is all attributed to mysticism.

Knocked the door of the magician Ashar's room. Although Locke had the key in his hand, he rarely rushed in. This was an impolite act.

"Come in." The lazy voice of the magician Ashal came.

When he opened the door and walked in, Locke sat honestly on the sofa, waiting for the magician Ashal to come out.

Through the past few months of contact and understanding, Locke concluded that the magician Ashar had definitely just woken up.

This dark magician hates daytime and is passionate about nighttime.

She almost always came upside down day and night, and she probably did an experiment again until early in the morning.

Because of the time of Ashal's work and rest, even Locke was tired of it.

Locke secretly guessed in his heart that the magician's skin was so white that he often did not bask in the sun. After getting up, he rarely cared about the magician Ashar, who was wearing, was always in a flash, which caught Locke off guard.

"Today I will help me refine a new type of alchemy material." Asar indeed walked out of the bedroom with only a piece of black sheets.

The bed sheets are very small and only cover key parts. Other places are exposed openly, fascinating.
Chapter completed!