Wren knew so much about the hardness of gold-eating ants that in the afternoon at that shop, the shopkeeper used a hammer to kill ants as if he were striking iron, and it took several blows to kill one.

The shopkeeper is just an ordinary person, and he doesn't have much strength to kill a few gold-eating ants in a row.

Wren's physical strength and strength are certainly much stronger than ordinary people, but he has no tools at home, and he has never cooked before, not even a kitchen knife.

You can't kill gold-eating ants with your bare hands.

In desperation, Wren decided to go out and buy a tool and come back.

That Hogan wouldn't have come over at this time, would he? If he's really so unlucky, then admit it himself!

He remembered that there was a blacksmith shop just down the street next door, not far from the apartment, which had just been converted into a mechanic's shop, selling all kinds of tools, and there should be a suitable one.

Hiding the gold-eating ants, Wren walked quickly downstairs and across the street, where he found the artisan shop.

Because it was getting late, there were no customers in the craftsman's shop, only a man who looked like a boss sat behind the counter, guarding the things in the shop. Looking at the boss's outfit, the canvas apron is stained with oil, the waist is round and unkempt, he should be a mechanical craftsman.

A mechanic is not an extraordinary profession, but an ordinary person who has mastered mechanical skills, similar to a combination of mechanics and blacksmiths in previous lives.

Of course, most of the craftsmen of the empire were inextricably linked to the mechanical unions.

The mechanic seemed tired, and when Wren came in, he only glanced at it, and had no intention of getting up to entertain him.

Wren's eyes swept around the shop and saw that the range of weapons here was very complete.

All kinds of long swords, short swords, two-handed swords, broadswords, thin swords, stabbing swords, hand and half swords, there are more than a dozen kinds of swords, as well as axes, daggers, shields, bows and arrows, fist gloves, defensive armor, chain mail, of course, there are also some tools in daily life, kitchen knives, hammers, scissors, etc., all dazzling, hanging several walls are full, and even some are directly piled on the table, allowing guests to try their hands.

Wren didn't want to waste time and went straight to the hammer weapon.

Gold-eating ants are powerful insects, and the damage of swords to them is limited, and they still have to use blunt weapons, and the most suitable is a hammer.

It is also a coincidence that Wren's nickname in his previous life was "Hammer".

His name Shi Jingchen was taken by his grandfather who participated in the war, and his original intention was to pacify the frontier, because of the homonym "hammer", he was nicknamed since he was a child, and his classmates and friends called him so, and he was used to it.

When he participated in a metalworking internship in college, Wren also made a hammer with his own hands, and he couldn't put it down.

At that time, several roommates saw that he liked hammers so much, and brought them back to the dormitory to collect them, so they often joked and jokingly thanked him for not killing......

For a while, Wren missed those roommates a little, but unfortunately he never saw them again.

He put aside his sentimentality, picked up a hammer casually, and swung it a few times, feeling that he was not very good.

"It's too light. ”

This hammer was not a combat weapon, but a daily tool, probably weighing only two or three pounds, and weightless to hold in the hand like a straw.

There was also a hammer as a weapon, called a warhammer in Ehrenus, and Wren just looked at it and shook his head and gave up. These hammers were too heavy, the hammer head alone was the size of a head, and it was obviously intended for berserkers or iron guards, and they could be wielded, but they couldn't swing it.

He was in a hurry to go back, so he chose an octagonal hammer at random.

This kind of hammer is exactly the same as the one used on the construction site in the previous life, that is, it is often referred to as a sledgehammer, except that the hammer head is heavier, about thirty pounds, and the handle is almost a meter long, and it is also made of all-iron, and it is covered with a layer of shockproof leather.

Wren held the sledgehammer in his hand, and a demonic voice seemed to be heard shouting: Eighty, eighty, eighty......

The hammer is not expensive, only three silver crowns.

Wren paid and left, took the hammer back to the apartment, and nothing happened.

He thought about it, hammering and killing gold-eating ants in the apartment, the movement was too loud, and it would affect others. So he went downstairs with two glass jars, and with the sound of all things, he avoided everyone in the night and entered a remote corner behind the apartment, spread a thick cloth on a stone, and poured out a gold-eating ant.

This ant has no elements, it is only used to practice its hands.

The gold-eating ants have been soaked in the potion for a long time, and they have not eaten, and they are already half dead.

Wren raised the hammer with both hands, took aim, and smashed it down with all his might. With the assistance of the mobile phone gyroscope, the power of the whole body was concentrated in the hand, transmitted to the sledgehammer, and hit the gold-eating ants heavily and accurately.

With a muffled thud, the gold-eating ants turned into a mess of rotten meat.

Wren took out the soul stone and put it close to the ant's corpse, and a soul quickly flew out and injected the soul stone. Even though it was dark, he could clearly see that the demon soul in the soul stone was just a mass of pitch black, without any elements.

He put down the soul stone and said in his heart, "The critical time has come. ”

Carefully pouring out the gold-eating ant with three elements, it was obviously in better condition than the previous one, and immediately began to crawl, but at a slower pace.

Wren was a little nervous, this gold-eating ant was really different.

He spat into his palm, rubbed his hands together a few times, and raised his hammer to smash it down again.

Bang!

After the muffled sound, the force of the shock came from Wren's hand, and the tiger's mouth was a little numb, and the hammer head was bounced open. The gold-eating ants were hit so hard, but they didn't die, but their bodies were a little broken, and their six iron-like legs made white marks on the stone, splashing sporadic sparks.

"Damn, it's so hard!"

Wren couldn't believe it, and seeing that the gold-eating ants were moving again, he quickly swung the sledgehammer again, and while smashing it hard, he silently recited in his heart: "Eighty, eighty, eighty......"

It seems to be a mess, but in fact, under the control of the gyroscope, each hammer accurately hits the gold-eating ants, without wasting the slightest strength. Its body slowly deformed, its legs and limbs separated, and it was hit with more than a dozen hammers in a row, and finally smashed into a flattened corpse with a pop.

Wren hurriedly threw away the hammer and used the soul stone to suck the demon soul.

In his expectant gaze, a demon soul flew out, quickly filling the white crystal in his hand, turning into a dark and deep black gem, and it was vaguely seen that there were three element runes that flashed away, if it weren't for the soul eye, it would be difficult to detect their existence.

"It worked!"

Wren clenched his fist and almost jumped in excitement.

This gold-eating ant will become its first demon soul and take a solid first step on the path of battle wizards!

After being happy, Wren put away the soul stone, only to find that the cloth on the ground had been smashed into tatters by himself, and the stones underneath were cracked.

He quickly cleaned up the scene, threw the carcasses of the two gold-eating ants down the drain, and returned upstairs with the hammer.

With all the money with him, Wren left the apartment overnight.

He didn't return to the Basil Hotel, but found an ordinary small hotel in Honeyton, which is only a river away from the Silver Star District, and eavesdropped outside for half an hour to make sure that there were no transcendents inside, and then opened a room to live in.

It wasn't until the second half of the night, when it was almost dawn, that Wren fell asleep peacefully.

After sleeping until almost noon, Wren woke up refreshed, had a delicious meal to fill his stomach, and then boarded the carriage to Violet House.

As long as you become a transcendent after today, you don't need to be so scared anymore.

The carriage arrived without a hitch.

As soon as Wren got out of the car and entered, he saw that Talini was already waiting, she smiled and greeted her, "Mr. Wren, good afternoon." ”

"Ms. Tarini, can we have a ceremony today?"

"Of course. ”

Wren nodded, handed over the more than sixty gold shields he had prepared to the waitress at the front desk, and then followed Talini to the back of the Violet House and into a spacious room.

Unexpectedly, Viola, the half-elf, was also inside, still wearing a plain robe and a graceful figure.

Just standing there, she was like a glimmer of light, impossible to ignore.

"Ms. Viola. Wren greeted with a strange look in his eyes.

The Soul Transformation Ritual can be performed alone, but it is best to have an experienced presiding officer, preferably a transcendent who can cast spells, and Talini is a good fit. Yesterday, I already said that I would be helped by Talini this soul transformation, and if I want a better host, I have to add money.

Viola smiled, like a spring breeze, and said, "Mr. Rennes, today is still Tarini presiding over the ceremony, I am just here to watch, don't you mind?"

"No, it won't. Wren was still a little puzzled.

As the owner of Violet House, Viola has seen the soul transformation ritual I don't know how many times, what's so good about this?

Considering that after the ceremony, he still had to discuss with her to buy the World Tree Seed, so he could only suppress his doubts.

This room is dedicated to the soul transformation ritual, and in the middle is a platform like an operating table, which is engraved with a large number of runes, forming a complete magic array.

Next to the rune table was a table with several items, a syringe, a tube of Soul Eater, and a white scroll.

"Mr. Wren, if you're ready, lie down. ”

Talini spoke in a calm tone, trying to create a relaxed atmosphere that would reduce stress for Wren.

"Okay. ”

Wren took off his coat and threw it aside casually, but in fact it contained all his belongings, including all the money and the demon soul of the gold-eating ants.

He lay down on the runetable wearing only his shirt, and Talini explained as she tied her hands, feet, and waist with a tough belt, "Because the ritual is too painful, you must be held in place to prevent you from struggling and exerting your strength, or falling off the runetable." ”

Wren hesitated, thinking that he didn't need to fix his body, and after being tied up, he was really at the mercy of others.

He wanted to refuse, but in the eyes of the soul, Talini and Viola had no ill will, so they accepted.

After fixation, the whole body cannot move, only the head can turn from side to side.

Tarini picked up the scroll and uttered a short incantation, and the scroll immediately unfolded, and pale golden characters flew out of it, submerging into Wren's forehead.

Blessed with psychic protection, Wren felt as if his heart had become calm, with a special sense of security, as if nothing had changed.

Immediately afterward, Talini activated the Runetable with a magic crystal.

With a buzz, Wren felt a slight heat under him, and an indescribable energy enveloped his body, making his perception of the outside world more acute.

Talini drew the Soul Eater into the syringe and said solemnly, "Mr. Wren, it's about to begin." ”

Wren nodded slightly.

Then, Talini plunged the needle of the syringe into his neck artery, her hand steady, and instead of injecting it all at once, she slowly pushed it in, and stopped after a third of the potion was injected.

Wren had already figured out that a serving of Soul Eater was about thirty milliliters.

In the world of Ehrenus, the volume of one milliliter is equivalent to one "gilun", and only ten gillums of potions can make people complete the initial soul transformation, open the ability to fuse demon souls, and become extraordinary.

However, this is only the bare minimum, and if you want to become a caster who can meditate, you must continue to inject potions after completing your initial soul transformation.

With each additional injection of five gilun potions, the soul transformation goes further.

The threshold for a spellcaster is fifteen giaron soul eaters, and reaching twenty giaron qualifies you as a wizard, as well as any otherworldly class.

Further up, every extra gilun potion used is a difficult ascension.

Reaching twenty-five Girlen, he is the top genius even among wizards, and it is rare to see it in ten years.

The more potions you inject, the more complete your soul transformation will be, and the higher your talent.

Of course, the premise is that you can't pass out in the soul transformation ritual, and continue to inject potions after losing consciousness, even if it's just a little, will kill people.

In fact, there is an upper limit to the amount of injectable pills, and at most thirty gills can be used, which is the limit for human beings. Any more would backfire, and the potion would become truly poisonous.

So, each serving of Soul Eater was thirty gills, but almost no one could use it up.

Following the steps, Talini injected Wren with ten gillums.

In the next second, he felt a chill rush to his head, and a sharp pain that he couldn't say broke out, and he subconsciously gritted his teeth and didn't shout. At the same time, it seems that something is dissolving one's own brain, gnawing at it little by little, producing a wonderful effect.

"Damn, this really hurts!"

Wren held on for a few minutes, feeling that there was no point in suffering so much, so he turned on the music player, and a beautiful song sounded in his head.

"A big river has wide waves, and the wind blows the fragrance of rice and flowers on both sides ......"

Immediately, the pain subsided.

In Viola's and Talini's eyes, Wren's expression softened, as if he was gradually adjusting to the pain.

The two looked at each other in surprise, but did not speak, for fear of disturbing Wren.

Twenty minutes had passed in the blink of an eye, and according to the normal ritual process, the preliminary soul transformation had been completed. If it is an extraordinary person with relatively ordinary talents, he has reached the limit at this moment, and it is difficult to hold on any longer, so he can only end the ceremony.

However, Wren looked relaxed, opened his eyes and said, "Inject another five giluns." ”

Talini immediately complied.

From yesterday's soul test, she knew that Wren could inject at least twenty gills, so she wasn't surprised at all.

Wren's face turned pale, but he was still calm.

Ten minutes later, he said, "Another five gills." ”

Talini did as she was told.

She carefully observed the changes in Wren, and had been injected with a total of twenty Ji Soul Eater Elixirs, as long as Wren supported him, he could become a wizard.

However, Wren still seemed to be at ease, which made her feel incredible.

Another ten minutes passed, and Wren said for the third time: "Go on, it's still five gills." ”

This time, Talini hesitated. After 20 gills, there is a great risk with each additional injection of medicine, and it is safe to inject little by little.

But Wren insisted again and again, so she had to be injected.

Viola next to her couldn't hold back either, and approached the rune table, paying attention to Wren's ritual progress.

According to the situation of ordinary rituals, Wren was in unimaginable pain at this time, and was already on the verge of collapse, even his thinking was blurred, and his body struggled uncontrollably.

But Wren lay there very comfortably, except for a little shortness of breath, it was like taking a nap!

Viola's eyes were filled with surprise, and she even carefully examined the Soul Eater Potion in Talini's hand, wondering if she had taken the wrong medicine or the wrong dose.

However, how could Talini have such a low-level mistake, there was no problem with the Soul Eater Potion.

As the minutes passed, Wren in the ceremony seemed relaxed, but Viola and Talini, who were watching from the sidelines, were even more nervous.

In their shocked gazes, Wren opened his eyes and said clearly, "Use all the potions." ”

Viola couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure, Wren?"

Being able to inject thirty gills and completely complete the soul transformation ritual is called the perfect soul transformation.

Such people only exist in legends, and each of them is a rare genius of mankind in a hundred years, and all of them are famous and famous people, and several of them are Holy Soul Wizards of the High Council!

If Wren also achieves the perfect soul transformation, once it spreads, it will spread throughout the empire!

Wren knew what that meant, and his expression was calm, and he replied, "I'm fine, Ms. Talini, inject me." ”

Talini's hand, which had been steady, trembled with excitement when she heard Wren's request.

She has presided over hundreds of soul transformation ceremonies and met several geniuses, but she never imagined that she could witness the birth of a perfect soul transformation character.

"Let me do it. ”

Viola saw that Talini's hands were shaking, took the syringe, and steadily injected the last five giluns of potion into Wren's neck artery.

Then, the two of them stared at Wren deadly, even breathing lightly, their hands clenched unconsciously, and their palms were sweaty, for fear that Wren would die on the rune platform in the next second.

In that case, it would be a pity.

The last ten minutes were like torment for Viola and the others, as if they were performing a soul transformation ritual, and the time became extraordinarily long.

On the contrary, Wren's condition is fine, but his limbs tremble slightly, and his chest rises and falls steadily.

Finally, under their nervous and expectant gazes, Wren completed the soul transformation ritual. He opened his eyes, smiled on his face, and whispered, "Can you help me untie it?"