"Elven potion? what's that?" Locke asked.

"Good things that can prolong life~" Old Cole sold a pass.

Clapping his hands, the puppet Lily brought over with two cups of tea, and the two moved to a seat in the store.

Taking a sip of mist tea with his lips, Old Cole moistened his throat before saying, "As you know, the relationship between our Death Knell Scars and Mei Meili Cottage is not very friendly. ”

Locke nodded, it wasn't a secret.

The three major mage organizations in the Kingdom of Manhattan are united externally, but the conflict between the Inner Memeri Hut and the Death Knell Scar has intensified to the extreme, and it has been maintained in this stable state with the help of the Shadow Tower's neutralization.

"The Memeli Hut branch in Crimean City is planning to hold a trial event in the secret realm of the Demon Forest, and the third-class mission prize is a bottle of elven potion, are you interested in participating?" asked Old Cole.

"You haven't answered me what elven potions are, and the trials at the Memeli Hut, can I participate?" Locke rolled his eyes.

"Elven potion is a miracle potion that can improve the human body, and it is a fundamental change. Cole Sr. said.

Locke understood, "Transform into other creatures?" Locke raised an eyebrow.

He had heard a lot of about this type of potion, most of which were under the guise of discounting and increasing lifespan, but in fact, they were transforming people into monsters that were not human ghosts or ghosts.

Some people can give up everything for the sake of strength and longevity, but Locke is not, he is not there yet.

"Hey, don't use that kind of expression!" Old Cole looked at Locke's expression and knew that he was wrong, "It's a half-elf who has been transformed, have you heard of it?"

Old Cole took out the cigarette gun he hung on his waist, knocked on the table and lit the fire, and took a hard breath before saying, "If it weren't for the fact that you are practicing the Wind Fighting Qi, I wouldn't have told you this." ”

Elves, Locke has heard of it, but the half-elves have never heard of it.

Elves are alien creatures that belong to the favorite forbidden areas of high-level magicians and knights.

Both men and women are extremely handsome in appearance, and their physique is stronger than that of ordinary humans, and magicians and knights above the first level like to use this heterotopic creature that is very similar to humans as their personal pet to vent their beastly desires.

"Half-elves can only be produced in two ways, one is to be a hybrid son of humans and elves, and the other is to take elven potions. Cole Sr. said to Locke.

"How much physique and talent can you inherit from the elves?" Transforming the bloodline is nothing more than the pursuit of stronger strength and potential, Locke asked what he was most concerned about.

Old Cole took another puff of his cigarette holder, exhaled a puff of spicy smoke, and said, "I don't know very well, how can I have a middle-level squire." ”

The foundation of the middle-level attendant means that even if ordinary people use this potion, they can also instantly obtain the power of the middle-level attendant, and if it is given to Locke, the effect will definitely be stronger, which is the transformation of the origin of life.

"The main thing is to have an extra 100 years of life, don't you want to be impressed?" said Old Cole with a yellow tooth grin.

The average lifespan of elves is 400 years, so the lifespan of half-elves is 200 years, which is a great attraction for magicians and knights who have not yet been promoted to the first level.

"I think about it. Locke looked down and thought about it, he thought of his parents and Xia Qian, the elven potion was good for them to take properly.

"What's there to consider? Elves are known for their affinity with the elements of water, wood, and wind, which matches your fighting spirit. Cole Sr. encouraged.

"Why don't you people in the Death Knell Marks participate in such a good thing?" asked Locke curiously.

"Of course I participated, but I still have a recommended place, and I didn't have a suitable candidate, so I chose you. Old Cole said, "Interesting, isn't it?"

"That's interesting!" Locke patted Old Cole on the shoulder, grinning at Old Cole.

The conflict between the Memeli Cottage and the Death Record has a long history, and it can add to the activities held by the opponent, and some of the higher-ups of the Death Bell Trace organization must be happy to see it.

"The third prize is the elven potion, but what about the first and second prizes?" Locke asked with a little curiosity.

"The first prize is a leaf of life that can increase the affinity of the wood element and increase the success rate of promotion to the first level. ”

"The second prize is a super first-level magician, a staff used by a second-level magician in the Meimeri Hut. Cole Sr. said he had a lot of information.

Hearing the leaf of life that can increase the success rate of promotion to the first level, Locke's eyes moved.

"But I advise you not to get involved in the first and second prizes, I don't know how many magicians and geniuses from the Mermeli Cottage are staring at these two prizes. Old Cole saw that Locke was interested in the first and second prizes, and hurriedly advised.

Locke has increased his turnover by one-third in the past two months, and he doesn't want Locke to die like this, "I think you still have some hope for the third prize, and the fourth and fifth prizes are also good." Cole Sr. said.

"What are the 4th and 5th prizes?" Locke asked casually.

"The fourth prize is an egg of a quasi-rank demonic beast, and the fifth prize is two hundred high-grade magic crystals. Cole Sr. said.

"Hey~ Is this the old book?" Locke gasped for air, there is such a big deal in just one branch, Mei Meili Hut is really a local tyrant.

"yes, otherwise we wouldn't have sent someone from the Death Knell Scar organization to snipe. Cole Sr. laughed.

Locke glanced at Old Cole, and knew without guessing that among the competitors for the first and second prizes, there must be geniuses from the Death Knell Marks organization eyeing them.

"So, do you want to participate? If it weren't for the fact that only people below the first level within the city limits of Crimea are allowed to participate, I wouldn't have taken you into account. Old Cole exclaimed.

"Okay, I'll participate!" Locke said.

"Hey, yes. Old Cole laughed and said that a would-be knight would participate in place of the Death Knell Marks organization, and whether he won the award or not, he would have the reward given from above.

Anyway, the intention of the high-level of the Death Knell Marks organization is to block Mei Meili's hut, as long as it disgusts you, I will earn it.

"Bring it!" said Old Cole, holding out his hand to Locke.

"What?"

"Five high-grade crystal nuclei, entrance fee. Cole Sr. said.

“。。。 So expensive?" Locke couldn't complain.

"Nonsense, otherwise you think that Mei Meili Cottage is a good church, and you will prepare so many prizes for free. ”

So the high-grade crystal nucleus that Locke had just traded from Old Cole changed hands and returned it to Old Cole, which was equivalent to him staying in the forest for three days in vain.

"Here's the pass, I'll take you there then!" Cole Sr. tossed Locke a skull-shaped medallion.

The skull medal that exuded a slight necromantic aura made Locke feel a little uncomfortable, and he summoned out a wind fighting aura to cover the medal, and Locke felt much better after cutting off this smell.