Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 570: Hunting the Ghost
Half a month later, in late March.

After thorough preparation, Roy arrived in the Everglades with Beryl as his guide.

"This is the Burchi Swamp..."

He sat on the magic carpet and looked out.

This vast expanse of swampland was shrouded in thick fog.

One after another, there are muddy swamps like ponds, with strange bubbles emerging from them from time to time. The trees on the shore are short, mostly withered and twisted, which is caused by corrosion from the highly acidic water and soil.

From time to time, there was a low humming of the wind, bringing with it an eerie sound as if a dark wizard was chanting a vicious curse.

Beryl watched this scene from a distance, obviously nervous.

But he turned around and saw Roy.

Then he thought about the fact that he was on the magic carpet and didn't even have to get his feet dirty, and he couldn't help but feel at ease.

"Master Wizard, this way!"

She quickly chose a route her tribe had taken to hunt monsters.

"You've been here before to collect a medicine called Immortality Grass for your dying tribe members?"

On the way, Roy confirmed again.

"Yes, there is a strange medicine deep in the swamp that can heal serious injuries..."

"That might be some kind of blood-clotting herb or medicine for treating serious injuries."

Roy thought to himself.

It is very difficult to identify and organize the variants called by different planes and worlds, different regions, different languages and cultures.

Even if the most knowledgeable wizard came, facing these situations would still be time-consuming, laborious and unpleasant.

"It's said that the mages have completely abandoned these complex drug mechanisms and are using magical technology and industrial extraction.

What's worse, some people rely entirely on chemical synthesis to refine potions...

This is similar to the Philosopher's Stone.

Perhaps the so-called universal seed was also invented in this way?"

……

Due to the vastness of the Everglades, the location of the hag's presence is unclear.

It took three days and three nights to get here, but we didn't get anything.

This is not because we haven't encountered any ghost witches, but because they are all ordinary creatures with a life level of zero.

What Roy wanted to hunt was the demon ghost, or even the ghost king of a higher level.

I had no choice but to keep searching.

Fortunately, unlike in the Cretaceous Land, Roy's search here was not limited by time.

The mentality is also more peaceful.

"As a second-level wizard now, my health limit should be over a thousand!
Even if the lifespan was reduced due to medicine or various injuries, it should still be around 700 to 800 years.

It’s just a few days of work, but it’s just one day!”

He couldn't find it for a while, but he didn't rush. He simply took out his feather pen and wrote it down on the spot.

"Dark Witch World, Diovice...

The Burchi Swamp Chapter...

That day, we flew on a magic carpet, searching for the witch but to no avail..."

Also riding on the magic carpet were Princess Pranjie and Princess Nisha.

This time, Roy was grateful for Atidiya's hard work in guarding him, so he forced her to go into the mansion to rest and not come out.

This is also because the environment of the Great Swamp is not suitable for Atidia to perform, and Planjie and Nisha are more adaptable.

Compared to the more die-hard Atidiya, Planjie and Nisha obviously have more ideas.

Nisha was even more curious about what Roy had written and started communicating with him.

"This note of mine is a draft of my own travelogue.

As I visit more places in the future, maybe I can compile them into a book, like "Alchemist's Records" or "Alchemists of the Wizarding World."

Roy told her.

"This kind of personal experience is something a senior wizard or great wizard would use to reminisce about his or her long life.

In the eyes of other wizards, it will also be a valuable item that expands their knowledge and experience. Nisha was quite surprised; she hadn't expected these wizards to have such leisure time.

Roy explained this as follows: "There is no future in wandering around in different worlds and being a mediocre person.

Only by writing books and writing articles can one's reputation last forever."

As he was speaking, a hunched figure suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Roy looked delighted.

"found it!

This time, it’s the demon witch!”

The other person's figure was obviously stronger than other ordinary ghost women and looked like a troll.

He didn't bother to say anything more to Nisha, and immediately turned the magic carpet around and went over there.

After getting closer, I found that it was indeed a monster with indigo skin, like a zombie.

"Those witches before were already disgusting enough, how come this one is even more shabby?"

Nisha couldn't help but complain.

The witch looked up at the approaching magic carpet, her face showing a strong sense of vigilance.

The next moment, he jumped high and pounced on me at an astonishing speed.

But what greeted it was Roy's attack.

“~…”

He pointed the bone staff while chanting a low and rapid spell.

As the white light flew out and hit the opponent, active energy instantly filled the body of the evil witch.

With a bang, it turned into a fat frog in the air.

"Quaa?"

Nissa followed up with the attack just in time.

This second-level heartless person from the Tailin world waved his hand and slashed out a condensed sharp edge.

"Psychic Blade!"

With a dull thud, a huge wound was cut into the tough and strong body of the witch.

Nisha used the same method to attack from a distance again. In a moment, she cut off the witch's hands and feet and chopped off her head.

Only then did the evil witch twitch a few times and return to her original state.

"Well done, you've become more proficient in using this psychic power than before."

Roy praised her.

But he knew in his heart that this guy was still holding back a strong desire to practice hard and become stronger so that he could surpass himself.

Although that is something that will never be possible, as a wizard, I really have to work hard to improve myself.

If you are overtaken by followers who are not very obedient, it will not be safe to control them by relying solely on those contracts.

He thought to himself, stretched out his hand, and used his mental power to take one of the evil witch's arms.

At the same time, the skull was crushed by a huge force and separated on the spot.

The brain marrow inside was also taken out.

There are also things like the heart, blood, skin, etc.

In a short while, all the witchcraft materials produced by this first-level monster were used up.

"Although I still haven't seen the Ghost King, at this point, I can effectively improve that magical weapon."

Just then, Beryl suddenly sounded the alarm.

"somebody is coming!"

Several people quickly chased after them from a distance.

"Outsiders?"

The leader was a thin, dark-skinned indigenous wizard, accompanied by several spear-wielding warriors who looked like hunters.

Seeing that the witch had been killed by Roy and others and all the witchcraft materials had been used up, he couldn't help but get furious.

"How dare you steal my prey? You're courting death!"

(End of this chapter)