Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 522 It’s hard to escape even if you have wings

At the moment of promotion, inside the mage's mansion.

Windsor Belle and Planjie both sensed it.

Celine's voice also rang out.

"Congratulations, Master, for your successful promotion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow flashed by.

That is Roy's magical pet, the black cat Domi.

"Meow! Master, you've been promoted, meow!"

This is a connection of soul contract. About 1% of Roy's spiritual energy is connected here.

Therefore, it also clearly sensed the improvement of its own spirit and magic power.

When Windsorbell and the others arrived, they saw Roy's skin glowing blue and white, with lines like capillaries emerging.

This mysterious atmosphere, like a witch formation, transferred all the powerful energy that Roy had sensed before into his body.

Roy's original flesh and blood combined with it, and the blood mercury flowing in his body seemed to be stained with this blue and white color.

But it is not as simple as ordinary dyeing, but the power of "uranium energy potion" is infiltrated into it.

The blood mercury all over the body began to undergo a deeper transformation into demons because of this power.

Domi held its tail high, circled around his legs and feet, and rubbed against him desperately.

Roy ignored it and just sensed the gradual decline in his mental and magical levels.

200, 190, 180…150…

However, the stability and cohesion are improving in an indescribable way.

Finally, it stopped at around 125 degrees.

This is actually the level of 100 degrees without any external support.

A standard newly promoted second-level wizard.

However, the upper limit has been completely opened, and the future prospects are becoming increasingly promising.

This is truly a new step forward.

"This time, the upper limit must be at least over 500 degrees!"

Roy smiled as he felt his spiritual transformation.

“Also, my physique…

It seems to have grown considerably!"

Because of the transplant of the golden shell, he now possesses a second-level Tailin wizard body.

This kind of wizard body seems to have nothing to do with the Golden Behemoth Wizard Body. They exist independently, but they can work together.

This combined, it was the Golden Behemoth's combat form in its previous [Bloodline Awakening] and [Ferocity] states, the Level 2 Tailin Witch Body using normal combat techniques, and the energy of [Activation]...

450+290+400……

Melee intensity around 1140 degrees!

Roy clenched his fists.

Although he hadn't actually tested it, he had already felt the surging energy from it.

Moreover, the power added by "Activation" is still only calculated according to the first-level multiplier.

Over time, after engraving the second-level talent, the spiritual power will also increase significantly...

This will reach a level that can be called tyrannical.

Maybe then, I can learn from my teacher and use the "Petrifying Fist"!

……

at this time.

In the capital of the Kingdom of Gmid.

The apprentices under his command hurried past on their undead warhorses with inexplicably solemn expressions.

Sind was among them.

"The rebellion has been eliminated. It's almost time to return and report..."

Several apprentices were talking to each other, all with alert looks on their faces.

During this period, some people were looking around nervously, as if they were worried that some expert would suddenly emerge from the crowd and wipe them out.

This is a bit of a panic.

But, it was also out of helplessness.

Nisha and her men were active in the surrounding areas, suddenly appearing and launching sneak attacks several times.

Unfortunately, Roy and Garcia had no way to deal with it.

"When will this day end?"

Cinder sighed helplessly, but he was also extremely nervous. The two official wizards had gone into hiding.

It is obvious that he is sending his apprentices out to do things and lure the enemy.

"grown ups!"

At this moment, the knight in front suddenly gave a reminder.

"Enemy attack!"

An apprentice screamed in shock and anger.

Boom!

Violent explosions filled the streets, and immediately after, several careless figures rushed out and killed these apprentices.

"Everyone, defend on the spot..."

"Help, help quickly!"

Exclamations rang out one after another.

……

"Our apprentices have been attacked again. The Kingdom's city defense forces are a bunch of good-for-nothings and are completely useless!

I even suspect that they are colluding with the natives of other kingdoms!"

In the wizard's mansion, Garcia's figure appeared in the communication crystal, complaining to Roy.

They hid in the dark and controlled the outside world's intelligence through their subordinates, but the result was not very good.

Roy listened for a while and frowned: "Can you deploy new forces?"

Garcia said, "I do have a few first-level undead summons, but if I don't control them myself, they'll probably be wasted by those apprentices."

He is a mediocre wizard. A mediocre wizard is destined to have little talent, little intelligence and little power.

These first-level combat forces can be regarded as the main force.

If you suffer a loss, you will be heartbroken for a long time.

"The root of the problem still lies with that Nissa!

She's always lurking nearby, so we feel like we're being stabbed in the back and can't move!

We must find a way to eliminate her!"

Roy did not tell the other party that he had been promoted, but just silently emphasized this point.

Then he called Windsor Belle and Planjie.

"Take these chess pieces and go out."

He gave the two of them eight flags, all of which were first-level mechanical guards.

He is not as poor as Garcia, who is so stingy that he can't even spend his first-level combat power.

This is an investment of 10 first-level forces, which completely changes the situation of the battle.

Garcia quickly detected the movement and was inevitably a little surprised.

"Sir Roy, you are really generous!"

His expression was also full of envy.

When will I be able to produce so many first-level followers and subordinates in one go?
"Aren't you necromancers the best at creating subordinates?"

Roy said noncommittally.

"Aside from summoners, you're the most likely to have a large number of subordinates."

"Look what you said!"

Garcia said with some resentment.

"Level one zombies and ghosts often require the capture and killing of level one creatures to create.

It is not easy to deal with such people, and you also have to manage the supply and hand it over.

Otherwise, if your contribution to the faction is not enough, many things cannot be exchanged."

Roy then remembered that exchanging supplies did require sufficient contributions.

Uller was not as generous as his teacher and set a relatively low value.

The senior wizards on the governor's side actually monopolize witchcraft materials and various supplies in this way.

"If it were me, I wouldn't hand it over. I made a fortune when I seized the supplies from the Mage Tower last time, and now I've been promoted to level two."

As he was thinking this, the communication crystal suddenly lit up again.

"Nisha appears!"

Planjie sent a message.

"You can't escape this time!"

Roy's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he immediately left his hiding place and rushed to the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)