Chapter Eighty-Three: The Tailor 1

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Stephen searched around and found no body of the wizard named 'Silver Hand'. The passage from the north to the underground had collapsed, and it would have taken at least months for Native miners to dig it if Stephen hadn't dug it himself.

"Gunpowder?" Stephen looked at as he picked up a trace of powder.

These passages seem to have been artificially blown up, the alchemy of this world is not developed, and a lot of knowledge is in the hands of the higher-ups. There is a large amount of gunpowder arranged here, and the only people who can configure it are wizards and dwarves. Many places underground have collapsed more severely, and in some places even Stephen does not dare to go over, although he has recovered a lot of strength, he is still afraid of being buried by rubble. The most common energy protection used by wizards is the skew force field, which may not be able to protect themselves in large-scale collapses.

"It's almost time to go back. The corpse of the white dragon is also gradually losing its vitality. ”

The magical power in the dragon's body gradually dissipates with death, the dragon's blood must be kept in a sealed crystal bottle, and the dragon's flesh needs to be dried to make dragon breast, a delicacy that temporarily strengthens stamina.

Stephen's trip was very good, and he was already quite satisfied.

Soon, Stephen made his way back to the second level along the mine passage, and as he approached the entrance to the first level, he frowned, and then the staff gently drew a circle of aura.

- "Detect Magic!"

A level 0 trick quickly spreads.

It can detect magical aura, a common trick of the school of prophecy, and Stephen is very handy with it.

Some faint gray auras appear within the senses.

Stephen walked over with his staff in his hand, and just as he got closer, he smelled a smell of decay, then a dead owl, and in front of him was the corpse of a woman, whose appearance was unrecognizable, but it looked like it was not young.

"Witch ......," Stephen glanced at him, his expression a little solemn.

This is clearly a witch.

Judging by her clothes and features, she was an official wizard, she was killed by a sword piercing her heart, and the dead owl in front of her was supposed to be her pet. Stephen crouched down and fumbled, and soon found a magic pouch and a defensive brooch. The witch didn't carry much on her body, there were some daily necessities, gold coins and spell-casting materials in the magic pocket, and there were three bottles of unknown dark red potion, which felt like a kind of healing potion, but there were radiation fluctuations unique to aboriginal wizards on it, and I am afraid that the concocted materials were definitely not ordinary medicinal materials.

The defense brooch has an energy shield on it, but it shows no signs of activation.

Obviously, the witch died in a surprise attack, and she didn't even have time to activate the item, and was killed by the enemy by surprise.

"The power of entropy!"

Stephen picked up his staff and touched it lightly, frowning, "Is it the Wizard of Chaos?"

There are eight regular schools of spells in wizards, which are protection, spells, prophecy, enchantment, plasticity, illusion, necromancy, and change. The vast majority of spells are born out of these schools, and Stephen is a general-purpose spellcaster, that is, an all-round spellcaster who can learn any spell, but does not have the blessing of specialized ability. In addition to the aforementioned [Trickery], there is actually a very terrible spellcaster within wizards, that is, [Chaos Mage], their spells are sometimes beyond their control, and many Chaos Mages play themselves to death before they grow up.

But!

These wizards of chaos are also masters of using entropy energy.

"It looks a bit like the corruption of entropy, but are there any wizards of chaos among the natives?" Stephen pondered.

If this witch was killed by a monster instead of dying at the hands of a wizard of chaos, then it would be a bit scary to kill her monster, which is an extremely dangerous monster of chaos that can use [entropy] energy.

All the way to the surface did not encounter any problems.

Stephen took a slight look at the garrison's camp and even seduced a soldier to ask, but found nothing.

The existence of killing the witch has left.

"Forget it. It's the aborigines' own business anyway. The aboriginal wizards of this world use negative energy so carelessly, they shouldn't be afraid of such a chaotic monster, right?" Stephen said to himself.

He quickly walked towards the top of the mountain.

It took Stephen half an hour to find a leyline node in the mining area, then took out three pieces of fluorite and crushed them and sprinkled them on the ground, some silver powder seeped into the runes drawn with the staff, and finally with a white light, Stephen's figure disappeared in place.

Wizards usually cast spells with the help of materials.

Before reaching the legendary realm, using spellcasting materials can save at least a quarter of the mana consumption, and the common casting materials used by wizards of each school are different, alchemists often use metals and gems, necromancers prefer bones and flesh, and the transformation system likes fur and blood, etc.

This characteristic causes Stephen to be very similar to the dragon, and has an unusually obsessive pursuit of gold jewelry!

If he specializes in necromancy, it's easy, and he doesn't need to pursue any expensive metal jewelry, just kill powerful enemies and collect their flesh, bones, and souls. A circle made of bones, eyeballs, and skulls is much cheaper than a circle made of silver, gold, and gems.

Inside the Wizard's Tower.

With a white glow, Stephen's figure appeared at the very top of the wizard's tower.

On a high platform covering an area of about three square meters, rune marks engraved with gold were scattered all around, and not far away was a fist-sized crystal ball suspended in mid-air.

"Master!" said Miss Tinax, who rolled up her skirt and bowed.

Stephen smiled and nodded in response, then took off his cloak and hung it on the wall, instructing, "Let someone prepare a cauldron." The bigger, the better!"

Cauldron?

Miss Tinax looked a little confused, but she replied, "Okay." I'll go now. ”

Stephen wasn't interested in explaining anything, the servant shouldn't have asked so much, he reached out and gently touched the crystal ball hanging next to him, and then the three-dimensional model of the wizard's tower appeared, and the staff clicked on the location of the laboratory, and with a slight energy fluctuation, the elemental pool in the basement was instantly activated, and began to increase the power supply of the laboratory to the maximum.

"Clay Golem 1-3 are on standby in the lab. ”

A flash of light flashed in Stephen's eyes, and he continued, "Activate the reserve energy!"

"Taling 1!"

"Retrieve the crafting process of [Dragon Skin Robe]!"

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