Wizard novelaso

In the spacious laboratory, a light blue flame was burning.

On a stone platform in the center of the laboratory, a corpse was lying quietly.

It was the body of an elf girl, lying quietly on the ground, her flesh and blood beginning to rot, and a strange smell emanating from the body, a stench of corpse.

Below the corpse was a huge witch formation with lines carved on it. Light blue liquid was flowing inside, and light blue flames gradually ignited.

Standing in front of the stone platform, Athir's eyes were red as he quietly watched the corpse that was beginning to rot on the stone platform.

At this time, seven days had passed since he bought the body.

During this period, Athir renovated the laboratory and improved many things inside before starting his own experiments.

After seven days, the body of the girl who had once looked beautiful had begun to rot. She looked very scary and no longer as beautiful as before.

This is the effect caused by the thawing of the ice coffin. After the crystallization is released, the corpse will rot very quickly. In just seven days, it has rotted beyond recognition.

The light blue liquid in front of him continued to flow. At a certain time, Athir waved his hand, and a wisp of mental power activated the witch formation carved on the stone platform.

Just like pouring fuel on a flame, the originally weak light blue flame suddenly began to erupt, directly covering the entire stone platform, and igniting a blue flame several meters high.

This flame is not blazingly hot. It is ignited entirely by the pure energy in the magic stone and does not have the temperature of a normal flame.

However, on the stone platform, as soon as the corpse came into contact with the flames, it immediately began to melt, and its flesh and blood turned into silver-gray liquid drops that dripped onto the stone platform.

This process lasted for a long time, until several hours later, the flames on the stone platform in front of him were completely extinguished. The flesh and blood on the corpse in front of him also completely disappeared, leaving only a black and silver corpse lying quietly on the stone platform.

Looking at the corpse, Athir looked towards one side of the stone platform, where there was a depression with silver-gray liquid flowing in it, which looked very dead.

"That's all?"

After collecting the liquid in the depression and looking at the silver-gray liquid in his hand, which was less than a bottle, Athir frowned.

The silver-gray liquid in front of him was the essence of flesh and blood that Athir extracted from the corpse using secret methods. It was also the raw material needed to extract blood.

"Forget it, let's just take as much as we can."

With a slight sigh, holding the half bottle of silver-gray flesh and blood essence in his hand, Athir walked to the side and began the next step of purification.

The fluctuations of magic power continued to sound in the laboratory. When all the steps were completed, less than one-fifth of the original half bottle of silver-gray liquid remained.

Light silver liquid continued to flow in the test tube. Even though he had been dead for tens of thousands of years, there was still a trace of activity in his blood, which continued to flow in it, as if he was still alive.

At this point, it is also the limit of what the current wizard can purify. If you want to continue to purify, you must use the assistance of the chip.

"Chip, turn on the auxiliary template."

Walking in front of the test bench, holding the half of light silver blood left in his hand, Athir gave orders to the chip in his mind.

As the auxiliary template of the chip was turned on, the vision in front of his eyes suddenly changed. The originally tiny things began to expand, and even the structure of a grain of dust could be seen clearly.

Feeling all this, Athir poured out the light silver blood in his hand and began the final purification experiment.

He has done a lot of this kind of purification experiments during this period and is already familiar with it.

After several hours, the half bottle of light silver blood that was originally left began to flow away, leaving only two drops of silver blood in front of Athir.

Compared with the previous blood, these two drops of blood looked extremely pure, and seemed to be flashing a faint silver glow, which looked very beautiful.

This is the ancient moon elf bloodline purified from this corpse. Even if all the blood in a corpse is extracted, only two drops can be purified.

After carefully pouring the last two drops of purified blood into a specially made small bottle, Athir breathed a sigh of relief and fixed his eyes on the bottle in front of him.

This glass bottle was specially made by Athir. It is not only very sturdy, but also can prevent breath leakage. It can be considered a low-level magical item.

In the transparent glass bottle, a light silver liquid was flowing, and it seemed to be only a thin layer.

These are the results of Athir's hard work for a week.

In a week, in addition to the corpse of the elf girl in front of him, Atier also purified most of the materials purchased from Jimur, leaving only a few that had not been purified in time.

Unfortunately, it seems that it is because these corpses have been dead for too long, resulting in severe blood loss, and the moon elf blood that can be extracted from the corpses is very scarce.

The five corpses that still had flesh and blood on them were fine, as each of them could extract one or two drops of Moon Elf blood. The corpses that were left with only bones were much worse, and the harvest was very scarce.

Atier used up most of the materials he bought that time, and now he has only purified such a thin layer, which is still a long way from the goal.

"About one-tenth of it is done."

Looking at the thin layer of silver blood in the glass bottle, Athir muttered to himself.

If one wants to transform into the pure bloodline of the ancient moon elves, according to Athir's speculation, one must at least fill up the glass bottle in front of him, otherwise it can only be half-transformed and cannot achieve the best effect.

"The materials are running out. I can't rely on Jimour in the short term. It seems I can only rely on news from Fred."

Thinking of this, Atier sighed in his heart, carefully put away the glass bottle in his hand, and then walked out.

Walking outside, a familiar breath came from a distance and was clearly sensed by Athir.

Following the scent, Athir walked to a hall and saw a familiar figure.

"Fred, you're here."

Looking at the old man sitting in the hall, Athir nodded and greeted him: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, I just got here too."

Fred shook his head and looked at Athir as he explained.

He was wearing a clean white robe today, sitting on a wooden chair in the hall. Seeing the faint fatigue on Athir's face, he couldn't help but ask, "You haven't left the laboratory for seven or eight days, right? How are the results?"

"Not bad, I can see some results."

Athir smiled and said, "But we are running low on experimental materials, so I was thinking of asking you for information."

"Experimental materials, have you used up all the materials you bought before?"

Fred was a little surprised after hearing what Athir said, and then he said, "If you want experimental materials, it's impossible to get them here in Jimur. The materials you bought before were the ones he squeezed for several years."

"But it's possible in other places."

He looked at Athir and said meaningfully.

After hearing his words, Athir straightened up and looked at Fred seriously: "Tell me about it."

"The Emerald City Market has the most complete range of materials around, including the Magic Eye Potion you asked me to inquire about a while ago."

Fred said seriously: "Besides, there is an opportunity recently."

"What chance?"

Looking at the expression on the other person's face, Atier asked subconsciously.

"A newly discovered ancient elven relic."

Fred said, "It was said to have been discovered a few months ago. It was said to have a strong witchcraft reaction. It should be a large relic."

"Although they have discovered this relic, their power is not enough, so this time they have invited official wizards from the surrounding area to participate in the excavation."

He looked at Athir and smiled, "This is a good opportunity for us. Generally, in such large elven ruins, there are many resources that are now extinct, as well as a large number of corpses of ancient elves."

"Decades ago, someone even dug out the body of a pure-blooded moon elf from a large ruin."

"Is the body still there?"

Listening to the other party's words, Atier asked subconsciously.

For Athir, what he lacked most now was the corpse of an elf with pure blood. A pure-blooded moon elf, if it was really pure blood, would at least be worth Athir's purification of hundreds of ordinary corpses, and its significance to him now was self-evident.

"Of course I can't stay."

Fred smiled and said, "The flesh and blood on the body of the moon elf had long since disappeared. It was just a corpse, and it was impossible to extract blood from it. In the end, it was divided up by several adults, and it is said that several powerful magic weapons were made from it."

"What a pity."

Hearing this, Athir sighed softly.

Even if only the bones of the moon elf were left, if it had been given to him, he would have been able to extract a lot of blood from it. But now it has been wasted.

"It's a pity indeed."

On the other side, listening to Athir's words, Fred sighed in agreement, "Ancient Moon Elves are natural elf kings. According to ancient records, as long as they reach adulthood, they can have power comparable to that of a fourth-level wizard. It would be great if a little flesh and blood could be left on the corpse of such a terrifying creature."

"Even if only a little bit of blood is extracted, it will probably be enough to make a person comparable to a second-level wizard."

Looking at Athir, he sighed, with an indescribable emotion in his tone.

Sitting quietly opposite him, Athir said nothing about Fred's emotions.

In fact, this is how the moon elf blood flowing in Fred's body came about.

More than a thousand years ago, a wizard obtained the corpse of a pure-blood moon elf, and successfully extracted the remaining blood from the corpse and grafted it onto his own body.

Relying on the power of the moon elf bloodline, this wizard successfully advanced to the second-level wizard, and was even the top among the second-level wizards. Finally, he came to the area where the Gao Luo Kingdom was located and established the Gao Luo Kingdom there.

And this wizard is Fred, the ancestor of the entire Gao Luo royal family.

From this example, it is conceivable that if there was still flesh and blood left on the body of a moon elf found decades ago, it would probably be possible to establish a powerful wizard family like the ancestors of the Gao Luo royal family.

"How about you joining this operation?"

After chatting for a while, looking at Athir in front of him, Fred smiled again and said, "According to convention, we can not only take a few items obtained from the excavation of the ruins as compensation, but also get the right to purchase them in advance."

This condition suited Athir's heart very well. Without much hesitation, Athir asked directly: "When do we leave?"

"About three months later."

Listening to Athir's words, Fred shrugged: "When the time comes, I will go with you."

"I am looking forward to the ruins of the ancient elves."

Athir smiled and said to the other party.

"I hope I won't disappoint you."

Fred stood up and looked at Athir: "I will send someone to inform you before leaving."

Athir nodded slightly, then stood up and saw the other person off.

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Three months later.

One morning, the sun was shining on the earth outside, and drops of mist were spreading on the crisp leaves, slowly condensing into dew.

Walking in the spacious laboratory, putting down the last pile of bones, Athir looked at the glass bottle in his hand.

In three months, through the relationship between Jimur and Fred, Athir also acquired some corpses of ancient elves.

The quality of these purchased corpses was generally not high. Most of them were just corpses of elven nobles. Although they contained some moon elf blood in their bodies, it was very thin and could not be compared with that of the royal family.

However, compared to the more rare and precious royal family, the corpses of these elven nobles would undoubtedly be easier to obtain.

With the accumulation of small amounts, Athir has gained quite a lot in the past three months. The extra amount of silver blood in the glass bottle in front of him is proof of this.

"That's one-fifth of it."

He shook the glass bottle in his hand, and the silver blood inside flowed with the shaking. It was as beautiful as silver flowing light, but it seemed a little dead.

This is because the main body of the bloodline has died and the bloodline has been dormant for too long. In order to restore its activity, it must go through an activation procedure.

However, once activated, these bloods that have been purified with great difficulty will reveal strange phenomena and can be easily discovered by other wizards.

After all, this is the bloodline of the ancient moon elves, and when they reach adulthood, they can be comparable to fourth-level wizards.

Even just a drop of blood from this kind of existence is extremely precious, not to mention the bloodline left behind. Once activated, a powerful aura will inevitably flow out.

Taking this into consideration, and in order to avoid certain troubles, Athir temporarily did not deal with these dead bloodlines.

After walking out of the laboratory, Atier took off his white robe and put on a well-fitting black robe, then walked outside.

On a flat ground in the manor, a luxurious-looking carriage was parked there, and it seemed that it had been waiting for a long time.

PS: Some readers complained about the price of corpses in the first two chapters, so I modified it. In addition, in the Emerald World, one unit of magic crystal can be exchanged for one hundred high-level magic stones, and one unit of high-level magic stones is equivalent to one hundred magic stones, so one unit of magic crystal is equal to ten thousand magic stones, which is correct.

(End of this chapter)