Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 279 New Base
“Although the lifespan of gods is not as eternal and infinite as their followers boast, it is still much longer than that of mortals.

Even a fourth-level wizard can live for nearly ten thousand years..."

After listening to Roy's guess, Tuval pondered for a while and couldn't help but speak in a bit of silence.

"I understand what you mean."

Roy said.

"But, I say that for a reason."

"what reason?"

Tuval said absentmindedly.

"By the way, it's not very safe for us to talk on the phone for so long..."

Roy was a little helpless. This Tuval wizard was too cautious!

But when he opened his mouth, he didn't know how to start.

[Eye of Hermes]?
The induction of absorbing and integrating the innate essence?

Mystical intuition?

Either way, it sounds like bullshit.

He had no evidence at all to prove that Behemoth was dead.

In the end, he picked out some of the things he saw along the way and tried to persuade Tuval to join forces with him to seek greater benefits together.

Tuval actually calmed down and listened, but in the end, he still did not believe it.

"The history of the orc world is very long, but not much is recorded in writing.

500 years ago, a brutal war broke out between the orcs and powerful enemies from another world, namely us wizards, and many shamans and priests died.

Those human textbooks and human libraries were destroyed by the flames of war...

Therefore, it is normal for ordinary orcs to ignore the existence of Behemoth.

But even so, it is not necessary to question the fall of a god for no reason.

Okay, Wizard Roy, I once told you that I just want to lurk here safely and complete my mission!

Moreover, if what you said is true, doesn't it mean that the five newly emerged orc gods are plotting a huge conspiracy?
They probably want to divide up Behemoth's godhood and power...

If that happens, small characters like us will be even less worthy of being on the stage, let alone getting involved!"

What is mixing?
Roy was almost laughing at him.

He now has a deeper understanding of what it means to play the lute to a cow.

His original intention was actually to investigate the matter carefully and see if he could gain any benefit from it.

But he really had no way to convince this senior wizard, so he could only respond dully and then hang up the phone.

……

In the days that followed, Roy continued on his journey to Mulion, and on the way he turned eastward towards the Larb Glacier to inquire about and search for the Holy Mark Stone.

This kind of thing is rare in itself and does not seem to contain any innate essence.

But one thing is that after gaining some kind of power from it, your soul will be changed.

This made Roy vaguely guess a few things.

First of all, my soul is indeed unique and of a very high status!

Even if Behemoth has really fallen, the power he left behind is not so easy to absorb and utilize.

Secondly, the relationship between the true gods within the orcs may be far more complicated than he had previously known.

If there is a major dispute over interests between them, or even the possibility of them becoming enemies, there will be more opportunities for you to take advantage of the situation and seek benefits!

The reason why he consulted Tuval was to deal with this.

But that wizard colleague was too conservative and cautious, so Roy had no choice but to go it alone. Then, he had to find some stigmata to verify some of his guesses.

He had some guesses about his new talent, the bronze-level [Bloodline Expert].

But it's not about the talent itself, but its source.

"I may have received the 'destiny' of this world now...

This can be compared to the immune mechanism in organisms, where foreign viruses disguise themselves as their own cells and not only will they not be attacked, but will be taken care of.

Mainly because of this golden Behemoth bloodline...

This wizard body that I created has played a crucial role invisibly!"

This also confirms a previous speculation.

His alchemical talent might be that of a high-level existence at the "Godhood" level!
Then, seizing the godhead will naturally strengthen it!
Maybe, I can become the "God of Alchemy" or something like that in the future?
……

"Lord Roy, we're here!"

At this moment, Atidiya's voice reminded Roy.

Roy came to his senses, looked up and forward, and saw a wide and straight road leading to the front. A towering and huge ancient city that looked like many mountains stacked on top of each other appeared in his sight.

This is the capital of the Orcs, the city of Mulion, famous throughout the continent.

"Unconsciously, I've been walking for half a year and finally arrived at this place!"

Roy murmured softly and asked.

"Attia, what month is it?"

"It's already December."

"Oh, we've been walking and resting all the way, but it's really slow."

Roy looked back at his journey and found that it was indeed in line with the habits of the orc heroes who embarked on the Beast God Festival pilgrimage. He called Luker over and arranged the next accommodation and preparations.

He wanted to create the impression that the "new hero Luker Black Blade" had arrived near Mullion and was training while preparing to challenge others and compete in the Beast God Festival.

But in reality, he took Atidiya with him and headed straight into the mountains near the city.

There is a large mountain range here called Loniro, where veins flow and elemental power is abundant.

The vibrant energy created by all living things growing in it can provide sufficient shelter for one's own plans.

Roy traveled quickly according to the simple maps he collected along the way, and from time to time he climbed up to look into the distance to deduce the direction of the earth veins.

After another half a month, we finally found a valley that was rarely visited by people.

"This place has a good environment and there aren't any high-threat monsters around. It should be suitable for me to build a base."

Roy went down from the valley and found a huge cave hidden underground.

It is dark and humid here, suitable for the growth of many mushrooms.

And from a hidden perspective, it is much higher than the ground.

“This is the right place!”

Roy nodded silently, and after a while, he planted the dormant spores he was carrying.

Then, a simple magic circle was set up, and a "portable small alchemy laboratory" was deployed to accommodate Celine.

“Making low-key development the top priority, building a secret base!
The orcs' magical skills are weak, and even the gods are mostly priests in the fields of war or combat and hunting.

As long as we don't touch their core interests, we won't be discovered so easily!"

"Yes!"

The intelligent computer Celine was soaking in a small glass tank that looked like a brain, and responded with spiritual power.

(End of this chapter)