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Locke looked at the Golden Bull Horn in his hand. He felt his magical pressure slowly increasing as he held it.
This Golden Bull Horn seemed to have a mysterious effect; when the magical tides in the air entered the patterns on the surface of the horn, they produced streaks of dark golden lightning, which in turn replenished his magical pressure.
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Even without meditation, just carrying this magical artifact automatically increases my magical pressure. "
The rate of increase is about the same as when I use advanced meditation to increase my magical pressure. If I carry it and use top-level meditation to increase my magical pressure, combined with my Shadow Assassin's Divine Pearl, wouldn't I be able to maximize the rate of increase in my magical pressure?"
Locke hadn't expected the White Wizard Association to have such good benefits, even including such a magical artifact.
The witch Bailouluo walked to his side, took the magical artifact from his hand, and said, "This should be a bull horn artifact possessed by the demon-hunting team and some mid-level staff of the White Wizard Association of the Rain Swamp. These bull horns are all forged from the horns of Thunder Beast Bulls. Our Rain Swamp Wizard Land has a large number of divine bulls of the Thunder Beast Bull genus. Legend has it that this is because the Fourth Ring Great God King of the Persepolis God Clan, the previous God Lord of the Aidos pantheon, invaded the wizarding world, but was killed by our Truth Wizards. His godhood is indestructible, his soul immortal, his divine office undiminished, and his divine fire forever burning. He is a god of the Thunder Beast race, possessing terrifying immortal power."
"Because we used a special witch array, he transformed into millions of divine bulls. This has resulted in the Rain Swamp being filled with divine bulls or bovine magical creatures."
"Because the divine bulls are incredibly abundant in materials, and the Rain Swamp has left behind ancestral teachings that the number of magical creatures in the Rain Swamp must be maintained in balance. Only in this way will those sealed beings cease their mischief forever. Therefore, one of the responsibilities of our White Wizard Association is to periodically balance the population of a particular divine bull herd that is too large. The golden bull horn in your hand can only be forged from the horns of at least one hundred divine bulls of the second ring level or higher. It has a transmutation circle of a Sun Ring Alchemist, and an enchantment spell of at least a Sun Ring level Enchanting Wizard—
" "This bull horn is very famous in our Rain Swamp."
The witch Bailouluo played with the magical artifact in her hand with curiosity and appreciation. "What I said before about the origin of the divine bulls is just our local mythology and legends, not considered serious knowledge, and no one dares to write it into any article. In short, this kind of bull horn artifact is something many summoners in our wizarding lands desire. Ordinary magical artifacts can only be used to summon magical creatures, but this artifact can actually summon a demon hunter wizard. Isn't that amazing?!"
"I've heard that wizards who wear this magical artifact can automatically increase their magical pressure speed until they reach their current physical limit. I don't understand the specific principle, but it's probably about adjusting the wearer's form, helping them absorb beneficial elements from their surroundings, and allowing them to reach their current ideal optimal state."
The witch Bailouluo returned the artifact to Locke.
"I didn't expect those troublesome white wizards to not only refrain from causing trouble but also leave such a good thing for you, Wizard Locke."
She looked at the artifact with reluctance.
After all, the Golden Bull Horn artifact was extremely attractive to summoners.
Locke nodded, looking at the magical artifact in his hand. "So it's not possible to continuously increase magical pressure."
The witch Bailouluo laughed, "If that were the case, that Moon Ring Wizard wouldn't have temporarily lent you this artifact that represents his captain status. However, I can't say exactly how much magical pressure it can increase, because I, a witch from the Maupassant family, don't really understand these high-level benefits provided by the White Wizard Association."
"Simply put, it depends on each wizard's current state and potential. Wizard Locke, you have the Shadow Assassin's Divine Orb, and you're full of potential. I think with it, you'll be even more powerful."
Locke nodded, then looked at everyone and said, "Since the uninvited guests have left, let's continue our banquet. I've decided to hold the competition again within a month."
"However, I'll have to excuse myself
now." "I have some ideas that I need to try out immediately."
Everyone nodded. After the sudden investigation by the Demon Hunter Captain, everyone's enthusiasm for the banquet had diminished considerably, and many Star Ring Wizards and Second Ring Wizards also planned to leave the banquet to do other things.
Haishan looked at Locke and said, "Locke, please arrange accommodation for me."
"You know I'm pressed for time, the mission is urgent. I need to gather materials immediately and set up the curse array."
Locke nodded.
"You can stay in our camp, but our conditions are rather basic, and privacy isn't great. The Wizard Town, on the other hand, is the territory of the Terror Fangs of the Rain Swamp. Their accommodations and experimental facilities are much better. If you don't mind…" Haishan said, "Dark wizards, I don't mind."
"I've always lived in dark wizard territory during my apprenticeship."
Locke nodded, then looked at the witch Bailouluo, "Miss Bailouluo, I apologize for the intrusion. I wonder if the Maupassant family would be willing to accommodate my friend?"
The witch Bailouluo's eyes brightened slightly. She had originally intended to interact with Haishan, Edgar, and the wizard Appian, and naturally wanted to seize this opportunity.
Although she could see that the three wizarding geniuses' attention was entirely focused on Locke, in this wizarding town, apart from Locke himself, there were almost no wizards worthy of their attention.
The witch Bailouluo said to Haishan, "Master Haishan, you can tell me what you need. I will try my best to meet your needs. I will arrange the best accommodations for you."
"What kind of cursed materials do you need?"
Haishan nodded slightly, unfolded his folding fan, and indifferently listed a large number of high-grade cursed materials. The rarity and strangeness of the materials stunned even the little princess of the Terror Fang black wizarding family.
The witch Bailouluo's smile was somewhat forced. "Master Haishan's materials are all so strange." "
The eyeball of this black cat bitten to death by a vampire isn't worth much, but it's indeed very difficult to obtain, and there's this—"
Haishan slightly fanned himself with his folding fan.
"Whether it's curse magic or blood curses, in the end, it all comes down to researching spirit macros, which require many strange and unusual ones.
And the strange and unusual material you mentioned happens to contain the special core curse spirit macros that we curse masters need. The eyeballs of the black cat that was bitten to death by the vampire can be used to extract the [Ominous Spirit Macro], a spirit macro that curse masters particularly love to use." "
There are many ways to extract the Ominous Spirit Macro, and it's not just this material that can be used, but this material just has the best extraction efficiency and quality."
"Miss Bailouluo, don't worry, I can pay you."
The witch Bailouluo's eyes darted around.
"I didn't expect the methods of the black wizards in other wizarding lands to be so bizarre. Compared to them, we, the Fang of Terror, are just conducting human experiments that can't pass the ethics review committee."
"Master Haishan, I wonder if I could have you make a few curses for me? I'll provide you with the materials you need here, and you can make a few curses for me as payment."
Haishan smiled faintly, like a noble young master, with an outstanding demeanor.
"Of course."
The Witch Bailou felt that Haishan possessed a special charm that made her enjoy chatting with him, though she still considered Mr. Augustine the most impressive.
Haishan exchanged a glance with Locke, then smiled and nodded at him, implying, "Locke, your friend is quite interesting."
Locke raised an eyebrow.
The other Star Ring Wizards, all white wizards, couldn't bear to hear two people connected to dark wizards excitedly discussing dark magic. They
dispersed to do their own things.
At this moment, Edgar said to Locke, "I'll stay at your camp. By the way, there seem to be quite a few experts here. Who is that witch in red?"
Edgar looked at Locke and said, "I have a good eye for people."
"That witch in red has designs on your team. Be careful."
Locke said, "I knew it the first day she arrived. But I don't care. I have that much composure."
"Besides, I'm cooperating with her quite well."
Locke looked at the wizard Appian and said, "Mr. Appian, are you also participating in the competition?"
The wizard Appian, sitting in his luxurious magical carriage surrounded by a group of servants, said, "No, I'm not here to participate, but to observe."
"I have no interest in this competition,"
the wizard Appian said. "I have little confidence in myself.
"
"I only need to watch the competition from the sidelines in this wizard town. Wizard Locke, regarding the safety concerns of that captain, I have the time to offer some further assistance. I've brought our Golden Dynasty's special Golden City Wizard Array with me. If you don't mind, you can have your team and my servants set it up next to your camp."
Locke said, "Thank you very much."
Wizard Apian smiled and said, "No need to thank me, I'm just killing time anyway."
At this moment, Wizard Apian looked at Locke and pondered: "I don't know why, but everything I dreamt about in my precognitive dreams has failed. The life I lived in my dreams seems to have been scrapped, everything
is in chaos. I believe that the beginning of all the inaccuracies started with this person. That's why I came here to observe him closely. But as I approached—"
Wizard Apian looked up at the wizard town before him. Last night he had another dream. In his dream, he entered this wizard town, and then a natural disaster struck. Endless abyssal demons surged out of the town, and he died there.
The wizard Appian was now unsure whether to believe this dream, which had repeatedly failed him before.
Locke said to Appian, "Why don't you stay at our survey team's camp, Appian?"
Appian's brow twitched as if he'd been startled; Locke had invited him in the same way in his dream.
Why?
Why was his dream now becoming a reality?
In Appian's eyes, there was an invisible dividing line outside the wizarding town. Crossing this line would mean entering the town.
And according to the outcome of his premonition, entering the town meant certain death, and with it, everyone in the town, including Locke Augustine, would also perish.
Wizard Appian waved his hands repeatedly, observing Locke as he said, "No need. I'm used to a life of luxury and can't bear the hardship of you living in tents in the wilderness. I've already ordered my servants to use their astral rings to carry the components of my palace. In just half a day, they can build a temporary palace on the spot."
"Wizard Locke, there's something I've wanted to ask you for a long time. What is the purpose of this competition?"
Locke glanced at Wizard Appian and said, "First, it's to complete the investigation mission given to us by Mount Golden Crown. Second, it's to meet like-minded people."
Wizard Appian nodded.
He had no intention of reminding Locke and the others. First, even if he did, no one would listen to him.
Second, it wouldn't benefit him.
Third, he couldn't be sure if the content of this prophetic dream would come true, and besides, he had quickly checked the wizard town with his magical pressure and found nothing special.
He couldn't explain how the abyssal demon army appeared in the dream, or why it was here.
Appian felt a pang of unease.
If my precognitive dreams become inaccurate, my position as the Fourth Prince will be precarious. Those alchemists in the gifted youth class are all envious of my position, feeling that I, a mere breeder, have staked my future on alchemy and am unworthy of the Fourth Prince's place.
"Our status as breeders is becoming increasingly precarious in the Golden Dynasty. If my precognitive dreams malfunction again, it will be a real problem."
Locke, along with Edgar, the Lion Wizard Thomas, and the Deer Witch Edith, returned to the camp.
Locke first went back to his tent, which served as a makeshift laboratory, to organize his thoughts.
It turned out that the White Frost Witch and the Probus Wizard had been friends for a time.
Their relationship had been quite good for a period.
But later, they suddenly turned against each other.
If he could find out why they fell out, he could probably find out the cause of what happened sixty years ago. After all, judging from the current situation, the White Frost Witch was very afraid that he could find out about what happened sixty years ago.
Locke sent the information he had to the Deer and Lion Wizards, asking them to investigate it. He also asked the Deer Witch to invite the Red Witch to his laboratory.
Inside the makeshift laboratory, Locke picked up his Cloud Rice, whose mystical meaning was "indestructible."
This indestructibility was relative.
But at least it made this magical plant extremely difficult to destroy.
Locke said, "Although I successfully imbued a second-ring magical plant with excellent-grade mystical meaning, this mystical meaning is actually of little use to the Cloud Rice. This cultivar is rather mediocre."
This is quite normal.
Many breeders who use the Spirit Breath Cultivation Method to imbue magical plants with mystical meaning end up ruining them because of inappropriate mystical meanings.
The mystical meaning of his Cloud Rice cultivar isn't exactly useless, but it's not exactly useful either.
So, it's actually quite good.
"In the Despair Valley Laboratory, I can now invoke his ultimate magic and use high-level Spirit Breath Cultivation Method,"
Locke pondered. "However, using his ultimate magic to cultivate magical plants with the Spirit Breath Cultivation Method, if I use it merely as a tool, it won't improve my skill level beyond some benefits." "
But if I use his Spirit Breath Cultivation Method as a model and learn from it, it can rapidly improve my own Spirit Breath Cultivation Method." "
Anyway, there's still a month until the competition. Besides intensifying my investigation into information related to Wizard Probus, I can use this time to further improve my Spirit Breath Cultivation Method." "
There can't be no reaction from the Rain Swamp. The next opponent might not be as easy to deal with as the wizards in the club."
"That might be the real opponent."
In addition, Edgar has improved rapidly this time, and he wants to use this competition to test his own level so that he can be easier to deal with during the competition along the Tianjiang River.
Therefore, he does indeed need to improve more.
Locke took out the Bitter King Bottle, which he hadn't used before.
"First, I'll use the Bitter King Bottle to imbue the Fire Plum seeds with mystical meaning, complete the transaction with Bailouluo, and test the power of my third type of bottle world."
Locke reviewed the plant essence sequence information of the Fire Plum provided to him by the Bailouluo witch, as well as its related habits, energy-locking structure, and natural magic-like structural substances. Based on this information, he would adjust the structure of his Bitter King Bottle to better suit the Fire Plum and cultivate its seeds more effectively.
After all, a garden grotto isn't cheap.
These are all costs.
As a wizard, one must always be mindful of the costs of their actions. At
the Ancient Bloodline Factor Research Institute, after being refused leave, the Macedonian witch tried again to apply for leave from the deputy director, who was also the throne wizard.
The deputy director looked troubled. "Miss Macedon, I haven't been very concerned about things outside the research institute."
"Especially at such an important time. We must prioritize the important matters. Your team leader has already told me about these things. I also think that the work within the research institute should be the priority right now. As for things outside, let the wizards outside handle them."
The Throne Wizard said in a low voice, "Besides, you need to think carefully. The competition within the research institute is so fierce. If you leave for a few months, your current position may be taken by other wizards. I'm doing this for your own good. I don't recommend that you go out."
—The
Macedonian witch sighed and bowed, saying, "Lord of the Sword Dragon Throne, thank you for your kindness."
"If that's the case, then I will withdraw my application—"
At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the office door. The person who came was a Sun Ring Wizard.
The Sun Ring Wizard glanced at the Macedonian Witch, then said to the Sword Dragon Throne, "Teacher, something's happened. The vice-principals of the top ten academies in Rainswamp have joined forces and come to our research institute. These are all third-ring wizards, half of whom are Throne wizards. We dare not stop them."
The Sword Dragon Throne Wizard looked up, the old man saying in a strange tone, "These old fogies, at their age, are still as impulsive as young people. Their purpose is the Probus Truth Unveiling Competition?"
The Sun Ring Wizard nodded, "That's right. This wizard said they've already met at the Garden Alliance meeting, and they unanimously stated that Golden Crown Mountain is using us as a scapegoat. If we don't fight back, the wizards of Rainswamp will be looked down upon." "
They've jointly requested that the research institute send at least one Star Ring Wizard to participate in the Probus Truth Unveiling Competition. Vice-Director, what should we do?"
The Sword Dragon Throne sighed.
"These old fogies couldn't have been unaware of the implications behind the name of this competition, couldn't they have imagined that the Golden Crown Mountain Academic Committee is battling with a certain wizarding group?"
The Sun Ring Wizard said with a wry smile, "I've said those things too. It's just that the ten deans don't seem to care much about this matter.
They said that no wizarding group is as important as the reputation of the Rain Marsh. They're already at a disadvantage in recruitment, and if they swallow their pride this time, it will be even more difficult to recruit talent in the future." The
Sword Dragon Throne sneered.
"The reason these guys are so tough is because our super magical bloodline has begun to enter the stage of verifying its practicality and applicability, isn't it?"
"These vice deans probably feel that the super bloodline has made some progress. The super project that gambled on the future of our entire wizarding world a hundred years ago has finally yielded results, and they no longer want to swallow their pride and want to hold their heads high."
"Alright."
The Sword Dragon Throne looked at the Macedonian witch and handed her two vials of bloodline potions contained in the Time Crystal Bottle.
"I have approved your leave application. This will give those ten vice-deans an explanation."
After bowing, the Macedonian witch asked in surprise, "Vice-Director, what is this?"
The vice-director replied, "This is the most advanced ancient bloodline factor that our institute has developed. By injecting this potion into your bloodline, you can obtain the ancient Tyrannosaurus Rex bloodline factor."
"Unlike bloodline factors created through ordinary bloodline studies, this Ancient Tyrannosaurus Rex bloodline factor isn't an acquired bloodline modification. Once you use this vial, your descendants will all possess the Ancient Tyrannosaurus Rex bloodline factor. In other words, all your descendants will have a magical bloodline and some of your magical abilities.
You can leave your magical power within your bloodline and pass it on to your descendants."
"The positioning accuracy of the Ancient Tyrannosaurus Rex bloodline factor in this super magical bloodline is extremely high. You will obtain an unparalleled Star Ring bloodline. It's just a pity that our super magical bloodline can only be used by at least a second-ring wizard, a far cry from our ideal of being usable by all ordinary people." "
Perhaps even in another thousand years, it will be difficult to truly realize this. But this at least proves that our super project is on the right track."
The Macedonian witch was incredibly excited.
"Thank you for your gift, Deputy Director. So, our institute's research on super magical bloodlines has reached this level,"
said the Macedonian Dean. "Well, that's true. But it's not as impressive as you think. According to our actual tests and design plans, most of your descendants will have only average magical abilities throughout their lives, roughly at the level of a third-tier wizard apprentice. Only a few with talent can break through this bottleneck." "
In other words, this is just a bloodline potion used to mass-produce third-tier wizard apprentice descendants for Star Ring wizards. It also has a certain function of increasing the probability of offspring becoming true wizards, but only by about 5%. Furthermore, the core materials of this potion include many very rare and non-renewable materials. In short, both its widespread availability and cost-effectiveness are problems." "
Currently, it's only a product existing in the laboratory."
"Under normal circumstances, it will be about fifty years before it becomes truly widespread. Of course, if any of you younger generations suddenly come up with something groundbreaking, then that's an exception,"
said the Sword Dragon Throne. "Macedon, since you're going to represent our institute in the competition, please bring this bottle of super magical bloodline potion."
"Besides guaranteeing your descendants will establish a wizarding family, it will also grant you a magical bloodline with peak Star Ring magical pressure."
"This magical bloodline is extremely safe and will absolutely not conflict with your existing magical bloodline. Most wizards in our Wizarding Lands have undergone high-level magical bloodline modifications. If this super magical bloodline potion didn't have this compatibility, it would be very difficult for wizards in our Wizarding Lands to use it."
The Macedonian witch bowed to the Sword Dragon Throne with excitement.
"Thank you, Deputy Director."
She hadn't expected that her desire to leave the research institute out of righteous indignation to participate in the Probus Truth Unveiling Competition would not only be met with acceptance of her leave application, but would also grant her a tremendous opportunity, making her one of the few wizards qualified to drink the super magical bloodline.
The Macedonian witch asked, "But why two vials?"
The Sword Dragon Throne wizard became serious. He gestured for his Sun Ring wizard students to leave and activated a soundproofing array.
"Miss Macedon, you are a clever child. Listen carefully to what I am about to say.
" "
This time, besides winning the Probus Truth Unveiling Competition, you have another mission when you leave our research institute. You must deliver this potion to a potion-making organization called the Death Chosen. They will send someone to wait for you near Despair Valley." "
You must make sure you personally deliver this potion to them."
The Sword of Dragon Throne said, "They are a group with profound potion-making skills and a wealth of forbidden knowledge." "
If we can get their help, the cost-effectiveness and applicability issues of our Super Magic Bloodline Potion, as well as the cost and non-renewable material issues, may be resolved ahead of schedule."
After bowing, the Macedonian witch asked doubtfully, "Deputy Director, why have I never heard of such a powerful potion-making organization?"
The Sword of Dragon Throne smiled slightly. "It's normal that you don't know. I only found out three months ago."
"They just had someone contact me indirectly and showed me many impressive techniques. And the second potion you have was a private deal I made with the Death God Selection Association. You know what I mean, right? So, Miss Macedonia, are you still willing to help me complete the deal with the Death God Selection Association?"
The Macedonian witch's expression changed slightly.
She suddenly understood why she was able to obtain this super magical bloodline potion. Besides her good luck, which coincided with Locke's competition and the fact that the Rain Swamp wanted to increase their chances of winning, there was another reason.
That was that the Sword Dragon Throne in front of her wanted to use the pretext of bestowing the potion upon her to cover up his private deal with the Death God Selection Association.
After all, giving her the potion, whether it was one or two, was the same.
As long as this action was taken, it would be difficult to find out the problem unless someone investigated carefully.
The Macedonian witch whispered, "Deputy Director, I'm willing. I know you're devoted to our research institute. There must be a reason you made that deal with the Death Selection Society."
In the Golden Crown Mountain camp of the Wizard Town in Despair Valley,
Locke's Bitter King Bottle shattered, and a Fire Plum blossom flew out. Locke examined the mystical meaning of this Fire Plum and confirmed it was basically as he had suspected. The
mystical meaning of this Snow King's Fire Plum was [Flying Blossom].
Originally, the Fire Plum's fire magic was wrapped around the plum tree, but with this excellent quality of the Flying Blossom mystical meaning, the fire magic could attach to the plum petals and then launch a mid-to-long-range attack on the enemy, without any reduction in power.
Locke waved the Fire Plum in his hand, and with each wave, hundreds and thousands of fiery plum petals flew into the distance, instantly creating
an explosion.
Locke watched as a huge rock outside the tent was shattered, and he nodded in satisfaction.
In this way, the attack method of the Fire Plum, this magical plant, changed from melee combat to being able to attack both at close range and from a distance, according to this mystical meaning. This mystical meaning is relatively common for a wizard, because wizards have spell models.
However, as a spirit, the Snow King doesn't know much magic to begin with, so this mystical meaning is very useful to her.
According to the information given to her by the witch Bailouluo, she also tried to teach the Snow King magic, but it seems that due to the nature of the spirit race, its learning speed is very slow.
Therefore, the Snow King, as a Star Ring creature, only knows three second-circle spells.
Among them, the only spell model it knows using the Fire Plum is the melee-use [Fire Scythe Blade].
After that, it couldn't learn any more magic. It
's not that spirits lack magical talent, but because of the Void God power within them, the number of spells they can learn is limited.
With this mystical meaning behind the flying blossoms, the issue of the Witch Bailouluo's belief that the Snow King lacked ranged attack capabilities could be resolved.
Locke notified the Maupassant family's mining apprentice to come and collect the magical plant, and instructed him to inform the Witch Bailouluo to expedite payment.
On the other side of the wizarding town,
the Witch Bailouluo summoned the Snow King, who, after obtaining the red plum blossom, was filled with pride. He casually waved the magical plant in his hand, and instantly, streaks of fiery plum blossom petals flew forward.
The Snow King said, "This is so handy."
"That breeder's skill is truly impressive. Your Highness, does this mean I don't need to learn any other magic?"
"Hahaha—"
The Snow King looked at the base of the red plum blossom and discovered that the name Locke Augustine had appeared on its surface, outlined by an enchanting potion.
The Witch Bailouluo gave the mining apprentice an astral ring containing 1,500 magic crystal cards. The ring was enchanted, and only Locke could open it.
"Give this ring to Wizard Locke. And tell him that my summoned beast and I are very satisfied with his work,"
Witch Bailouluo pondered. "Witch Locke's cultivation level is indeed very high. It seems that we, the Fear of Terror, can also recommend some of our botanical wizards' suitable magical plants to him for cultivation. Of course, we can't ask him for everything. That Wizard Edgar seems to have a very high cultivation level as well." "
I should try asking him for a try too."
Inside the Golden Crown Mountain camp, Locke saw the red-clad witch enter his room and quickly said to the red-clad witch, whose expression was not very natural, "Miss Mormodis, I want to pay you five million magic stones to complete the development of a set of magical plants with me."
"These are my Sword Tiger Orchid Dragonfly magical plant and Great Windmill Dragonfly magical plant. They are actually both variants of the Great Green Leaf Dragonfly."
"The heavy element particles of the Sword Tiger Orchid Dragonfly can enhance the flight duration of the Great Windmill Dragonfly."
"I want to invite you to develop botanical magic with me to enhance the synergy between the two, so that the Great Windmill Dragonfly's endurance can be increased by two times, or even more."
"Besides that, there's also the Tree Fern Sea Gold Sand and the Great Green Leaf Dragon Sparrow Set. I'd like to find out if these two magical plants can complement each other."
"I wonder if you're interested?"
The red-clad witch looked at Locke in surprise. "Don't you have anything to ask me?"
Locke asked curiously, "We've worked well together, so what do I need to ask you?"
The red-clad witch immediately relaxed from her slightly tense attitude, and then she examined the two magical plants.
"Yes. The Wind and Fire Banana Fan spell model that matches the Great Windmill Dragon Sparrow was originally developed and modified by me."
The red-clad witch smiled.
"Locke, your idea is excellent. These two magical plants can indeed complement each other very well. Not only can the Sword Tiger Orchid Dragon Sparrow provide heavy element particles to the Great Windmill Dragon Sparrow, but I think the Wind and Fire Banana Fan of the Great Windmill Dragon Sparrow can also amplify the Sword Tiger Orchid Dragon Sparrow. In this way, the two magical plants can enhance each other's power."
Locke's eyes lit up.
He had recently been reading various books related to the Spirit Breath Cultivation Method, one of which contained the concept of "one tree cannot make a forest."
In essence, a single magical plant, no matter how powerful, only possesses the vitality of a single plant.
However, if a wizard possesses multiple Star Ring Magical Plants, and these plants simultaneously form a magical graft relationship with him, it's as if these plants have formed a "forest." Under the wizard's guidance, their vitality will intertwine, forming a forest in an ecological sense.
In this case, the mystical meanings of the magical plants within this forest become crucial.
If the mystical meanings of the magical plants within a "forest" conflict with each other, then the "forest" is ruined.
If the mystical meanings within the "forest" are unrelated, then the forest is rather ordinary. Most breeders, due to limitations in their breeding skills, even if they possess multiple Star Ring Magical Plants and sufficient magical energy to intertwine their vitality and form a forest, it will only be an ordinary forest.
However, a few breeders can create a powerful forest by having the mystical meanings of their magical plants complement each other.
But to support such a forest, a sufficient level of spiritual cultivation technique is required.
In other words, only very wealthy wizards, or Star Ring wizards with high levels of spiritual cultivation, can afford to dabble in the jungle.
Ordinary Star Ring wizards wouldn't even consider it.
Locke suspects that Edgar's Treant Legion itself drew inspiration from the jungle concept.
The Red Witch's statement is somewhat similar to this jungle concept; her ideas could actually be applied to the various Star Ring magical plants she possesses.
Locke smiled and said, "Miss Red Witch, you are indeed very knowledgeable. Your words are always meaningful and you take responsibility for them. Communicating with you often gives me new ideas."
The Red Witch said, "Communicating with you also always gives me new ideas and inspiration. Therefore, I am happy to help you.
But Locke..."
"I don't want five million magic stones, I want fifteen million magic stones,"
the Red Witch said to Locke, "because this invitation is different from the previous ones."
"I could easily do those before. But to help you with this, I need to rack my brains. So I'll charge more,"
the red-clad witch said to Locke. "Don't worry. After we sign the contract, I'll do my best to help you. Not only the combination of Sword Tiger Orchid Dragonfly and Great Windmill Dragonfly, but also the combination of the first-ring version of Tree Fern Sea Gold Sand and Great Green Leaf Dragonfly, I have ideas for that too. Isn't my hard work worth 15 million magic stones?"
Locke pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons, and then, thinking of the witch's help all along, immediately said, "It's worth it."
After all, these two sets of magical plants were related to his transaction with Quinnjol.
So, the research investment of 15 million magic stones wasn't too much.
Moreover, he also had the idea of exploring the [Jungle] and starting his own [Jungle], and this collaboration with the red-clad witch would also help him with his jungle research.
Locke said, "Red-clad witch, I don't know why, but I feel like you've become much more serious."
The red-clad witch nodded. "Yes, you're not mistaken."
"I'm serious now.
" "
Because what you asked me to do is indeed something I'm interested in. If possible, you might want to talk to Edgardo; he's a good breeder, though a bit eccentric."
Locke asked, "How so?"
The red-clad witch looked rather embarrassed.
"I initially thought he was someone special and wanted to befriend him. But as soon as I arrived, he asked my name, checked my articles, and then kicked me out."
Locke immediately understood why.
Edgar was a very results-oriented person, and seeing the Red Witch covered in articles from the third and fourth sections, he naturally lost all patience.
The Red Witch said, "I think we'll need him for our upcoming research. I see you two are quite close, Locke, why don't you invite him over too?"
"I see he's been researching something called 'Jungle' lately."
Locke looked at her with a strange expression. "Are you so interested in Edgar?"
The Red Witch immediately became flustered.
"I have some magical plants I just discovered in Despair Valley that I need to study. I'll be going now."
Locke watched her leave.
He turned back to his makeshift laboratory, and just as he was about to think about how to develop the fourth type of bottled world, he suddenly noticed a lot of liquid on the ground.
Locke sniffed the water. "Water?"
"How could there be water in my lab? This is a mountainous area—"
Locke followed the water trail to a corner of the lab, where he saw the name "Rose" written in water.
Locke looked puzzled.
"Where did this water come from? Why is Rose's name written on it? Could it be the Death Elective Society's doing?"
Something's strange.
Locke was a guest instructor at the Tide Wizarding Tower and considered himself to have some water magic knowledge, so he began to ponder where the water came from.
After all, the appearance of this liquid on the floor of his lab was very odd no matter how you looked at it
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