Tower of Nightmares, Lab Eight.

"It's just a soul-type arcane sigil. Elvis reassured after checking Ron's mental power, "Don't worry, it won't hurt you." ”

"I'll go warn Bane. ”

Ron nodded, after leaving the Horal Forest, he returned to the laboratory as fast as he could, whether it was the black robe of the Soul Eater or the Bane wizard behind the Heartless Beast, it was an insurmountable mountain for him now, and there was a danger of being crushed at any time.

The injuries on his body are not important to Ron Lai, and they can be solved with a bottle of healing potion.

"As for Cisse, he will pay for his recklessness. ”

Elvis snapped his fingers, and an elf flew over with a flask of a hazy white glow.

The milky white light gives people a warm feeling, and even through the seal of the container, it cannot stop the spread of this warmth, as if you can hear a pious prayer coming from the light as long as you close your eyes.

"Holy...... Judgment...... O iniquity......"

"The Holy Spirit whispers!" Ron looked at the bottle of potion in surprise, unable to believe his eyes.

Because of the powerful effect of soul witchcraft, the Holy Spirit Whisper is known as the enemy of all soul wizards, it can not only purify the soul mark left by Cisse, but even directly devour the caster.

Ron not only remembered the effect of the Holy Spirit Elixir clearly, but also remembered its exaggerated price, a full five hundred magic crystals.

This is the price of a standard second-order elixir, and it is not common for a first-order potion that can be sold for the price of a second-order elixir, and the Holy Spirit Elixir is one of the best among them.

Sure enough, he is a mentor who protects his shortcomings and has deep pockets, Ron said in his heart.

After opening the mouth of the bottle, the potion in the bottle quickly evaporated, condensing the image of a palm-sized angel of holy light in the void, and there was a faint chant singing.

A white angel of holy light, her face blurred, hidden in the divine light, she held a chain forged of black light in her left hand, and a long sword of red light in her right hand.

The sacred and the forbidden are intertwined, and gifts and sins coexist.

"Heresy!"

Ron was drunk.

The Angel of Light pointed at Ron's eyebrows and let out a roar, the black chains snaking and moving, one end in his hand and the other into the void.

Black chains appeared out of thin air in Ron's consciousness, like a giant serpent entwined, firmly locking the spiritual imprint left by Cisse.

The mark suddenly bloomed with a red blue light, and he rushed left and right to try to break free from the chains, but was dragged out directly by the chains.

"No! Elvis, you can't do that!"

The locked mark suddenly changed to the appearance of Cisse, and he looked at the angel of light bathed in light in horror.

"You, guilty!"

The icy voice of the angel of the Holy Light was as majestic as hell.

Cisse was desperate, his face stiffened as the red sword slashed like a bolt of lightning, and then shattered inch by inch, until it shattered into tiny dust, and finally disappeared with the Angel of Light.

A trace of judgment followed the imprint of the soul and fell directly on the soul of Cisse himself.

"Elvis!"

In the laboratory of the Soul Chamber, Cisse fell to the ground and let out a painful wail, followed by a series of beetle explosions, and the shimmer of judgment contained in the whispers of the Holy Spirit caused him to lose hundreds of Soul Eater beetles again.

A moment later, Cisse, whose eyes were bloodshot, gasped and got to his feet, letting out a roar, "Elvis, I'm going to kill you, I swear!"

Five hundred magic crystals, so that a first-order official wizard suffered the backlash of the soul, a very cost-effective deal.

Ron was glad he had met such a caring and generous mentor, and just as he was about to thank him, Elvis's next words made him swallow back the thanks that had come to his lips.

"This bottle of whispers of the Holy Spirit is worth a thousand crystals, and it will be credited to your account. Elvis said.

"Also, if you can't return it as soon as possible, it will become two thousand magic crystals next month. ”

A thousand magic crystals! or usury!

Ron had to struggle to squeeze out a not-so-ugly smile to hide the groove in his heart.

"Mentor, you just sold me, and I can't get together a thousand magic crystals a month, please give me a little more time. ”

"You're not worth a few magic crystals?" Elvis said disdainfully, "Do you need me to introduce you to a way to earn magic crystals?"

Ron blessed his heart, as if he understood something, and hurriedly said, "You say!"

Elvis turned around and feigned a cough, and soon an elf flew over with a parchment.

Ron took it and looked at it, and immediately couldn't laugh or cry, there were more than ten alchemy problems listed on the parchment, and the price was clearly marked behind each problem, ranging from one hundred magic crystals to two hundred magic crystals.

"I'll talk to Bane, you can rest here first. Elvis left the lab with his hands behind his back.

Ron walked over to his desk and sat down, the parchment puzzle revolving around a psychic potion called the Siren's Hymn, which was a potion that could only be used by formal wizards, which Elvis had been working on lately.

With just a quick glance at the problems listed above, Ron knew that Elvis's research was nearing the end, and he only needed to break through a few key points to get the complete formula.

Most surprisingly, Elvis had probably found all the ingredients for the Hymn of the Endless Siren, and in Ron's opinion, it was no less difficult to gather than the recipe for the Reduction Potion.

The rarity of those rare materials, Ron has already deeply understood.

The True Eye recorded many potion recipes that can increase mental power, among which there are no less than a hundred kinds of spiritual power potions that can be used by wizard apprentices, but most of the materials involved, not only has Ron not seen it, but he has never even heard of it.

In the past year or so, Ron has selectively revised the data of four hundred and forty-three materials in alchemy through non-stop experiments, including twenty-one for the Spiritual Concentration Elixir, eighty-six for the Brute Ox Elixir, and ninety-one for the Swiftness Elixir, but no matter how Ron searched, he could not find any of the materials that could improve the spiritual power of the elixir.

Among them, the wisdom enlightenment potion with the most complete materials requires a total of seventy-two materials, of which fifty-nine are just ordinary materials, which are planted in the secret garden, and the remaining thirteen materials, Ron has also put out a premium bounty, forty magic crystals in exchange for four materials, and nine kinds of no news at all.

Ron reluctantly gave up refining the Wisdom Enlightenment Elixir.

And now Mentor Elvis has actually prepared all the materials for the hymn of the Endless Siren, although some of them are substitutes, which is enough to make Ron feel emotional.

The private collection of an official wizard is too rich to speculate.

After taking a few deep breaths in a row, Ron calmed down and began to answer the questions on the parchment scroll, such a big business worth a total of 1,600 magic crystals, if you can't win them all, you are obviously sorry for the True Eye.

"How do you make black pearls resistant to black mamba venom?"

Of the three methods given by the True Eye, Ron only needs to pick the one that is relatively easy.

"Freezing pretreatment of black pearls and wrapping them in shallow snow fish eggs can perfectly isolate the black mamba venom and ensure the escape of active ingredients to the greatest extent. ”