Chapter 453 Abyss Werewolf Transformation Potion
Locke’s eyes immediately locked on the old wizard and looked at Alicia. After the latter nodded to confirm, he left the front desk and went to the coffee table provided on the second floor of the Feathered Serpent Pavilion.
Locke and Alicia walked up, and the strange old wizard also sat down, and was restless. When he saw Locke and Alicia sitting down, he immediately said, "I put what you want in a magic box jointly made by the School of Protection and the Alchemist. As long as I die, or am attacked, or suffer any damage on my body, the magic box will immediately activate the dimensional exile."
"You will get nothing."
“Besides, before I came here, I had already processed my memory in a special way. As long as I want, I can completely forget all the knowledge related to archeology at any time.”
Locke glanced at the old dark wizard and completely ignored his harsh words. Instead, he used the free coffee and coffee cup on the table to make himself a cup of cold brewed wizard coffee and took a sip. He thought that he was worthy of the wealthy Feathered Serpent Pavilion. The quality of this wizard coffee was very good, so he just handled it casually. It was fragrant and the toxicity of the medicine in his body was also reduced.
It is estimated that the price of these coffees is not cheap.
The old dark wizard saw that Locke was not angry after hearing this. Instead, he took a leisurely sip of coffee, and his nervous heartstrings suddenly relaxed a little.
His tone softened. "As expected of the Beholder Wizard, your demeanor is indeed unusual. Beholder Wizard, I have heard of your name."
"I came to you to make a deal."
Loke raised his eyebrows. "I know." Unexpectedly, my reputation has spread a little bit, and some interested people can notice me with a little investigation and attention.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree, and the spread of reputation are not a bad thing for oneself.
The old black wizard said: "I am an archaeologist and a professor of archeology."
The old wizard declared proudly, revealing a face covered with scars under the hood he was wearing. Those scars revealed the power of a vicious curse magic. That magic left a mark on his face forever and could not be removed.
Locke glanced at his face and said, "Do you want me to help you uncut the face and lower your head?"
The old black wizard grinned. "Of course it's not such a simple thing. I kept this head drop on purpose."
"There is a special reason."
"I want you to prepare a bottle of abyssal werewolf transformation potion. This is a contract. Sign this contract and I will provide the materials and formula. How about it? But do you have the ability to prepare the abyssal werewolf potion?"
Locke did not shy away from this question and said calmly: "If you don't show me the formula, how can I know whether I can do it?"
"What I am really good at is Abyssal Studies, and I can use the primordial fire."
The old black wizard said: "I have found many potion masters, but they can't prepare the abyssal werewolf transformation potion. But I need to transform myself into an abyssal werewolf, so that I can have the hope of advancing to the second ring."
"That's it."
The old black wizard took out a recipe list and handed it to Locke.
Loke raised his eyebrows, "Are you so generous? Just show me the formula?"
The old dark wizard grinned. "If you can't prepare it, showing it to you will only add to your troubles. If you can prepare it, you will definitely need the archaeological inheritance in my hands." You can't find it."
Alicia wondered: "Why? Our Six Towers have cooperated with many archaeologists and will even provide them with some areas for research."
The old black wizard nodded. "If that were not the case, I would not dare to come alone and negotiate a deal with you. However, the inheritance related to archeology is strictly protected by the Dark Wizard Alliance. It is only at the apprentice level, but it is difficult for you to obtain the inheritance at the first-level level."
"No dark wizard will come to trade with you unless necessary. I am the only one who really needs the abyssal werewolf transformation potion. Therefore, I am your only trade target. I have been observing you for a year. Miss Alicia, one year is a long time, but don't worry, if you miss this opportunity from me, you can wait for another hundred years."
The old dark wizard smiled gloatingly: "You won't gain anything at all."
Alicia was a little irritated by his attitude. "You!"
Locke used his eyes to signal Alicia to calm down. "You don't need to exaggerate. Let's bring the topic back to this transaction."
Locke did not touch the other party's formula. Who knows what the dark wizard would leave on his own formula, so he would try to minimize contact with it.
Prevent the other party from taking advantage of the opportunity to place a curse on you.
Loke glanced at the formula and frowned. No wonder the opponent couldn't find anyone to refine it for him, because the difficulty of this formula was almost the most difficult potion in the first level, even higher than the sun potion.
Half a year ago, I might not have been able to prepare it myself.
But during the first round of the test of the Quetzalcoatl Ancient Ladder, Locke has greatly improved his level through continuous learning and discussions with Alicia. So if you let yourself use the original fire, you can refine this potion by yourself.
"I can prepare it." Locke said simply.
A look of ecstasy flashed across the eyes of the old dark wizard opposite. "real?"
"There are so many experienced potion masters, but they can't do anything. What can you do?"
Locke nodded. "I happen to be able to use the primordial fire, and I am good at abyssal potions. Abyssal potions is a niche field, and there are not many potions masters who study this field."
The old black wizard could not suppress the smile on his face. "Well, I have gathered two ingredients for my astral ring. If you can prepare it, then refine it in the potion room of the Feathered Serpent Pavilion."
"As long as you help me prepare it successfully, I will give you my Witch King's Grimoire."
"This is your territory, you don't have to worry about me going back on my word."
Locke thought for a moment. Since the credibility of the dark wizards was really bad, he shook his head and said, "This won't work. You take out the so-called magic box first, and then we sign a contract certified by the Eye of Truth." Don't worry, I will regret it. "
The old black wizard thought for a moment and said, "That's okay, you sign the contract first. I will take it out."
Locke checked the contract and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, and signed his name with the old wizard.
After signing the contract, the phantom of the Eye of Truth descended here. It was a supreme eye, extremely huge, with countless complex geometric patterns that made up the details of the Eye of Truth.
Locke took a look at the eye. At first glance, it looked like an eye. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a door. When he looked more closely, he found that the Eye of Truth had turned into the shape of a sun.
This shows that the eye of truth has the characteristics of being unable to look directly or see. It is wrong when you look at it, when you think about it, you are far away when you get close, and when you explore it, you are wrong.
This is one of the greatest magics in the world - the Eye of Truth.
At this time, the Eye of Truth looked here, and the contract on the coffee table flashed with a magical light, which represented the establishment of the contract. The Eye of Truth recognized this contract and believed that its rights and obligations were relatively equivalent, and it was not an invalid contract.
A majestic and cold voice, without any emotion, appeared in the ears of Locke and the old wizard, as if the supreme judge was pronouncing a verdict in front of them. "In the name of the supreme truth, we declare that the contract is established!"
"Those who violate the agreement will be rejected by the truth."
After signing the contract, Locke visibly saw that the old black wizard relaxed a lot, and whispered in his mouth: "It's better for the white wizards to talk. After signing a contract, they can also get the protection of the Eye of Truth." 』
(End of this chapter)