Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 65: Pit and Wine

Following the instructions in the book, Ruger left his secret mark on the eggshell and covered it with his hand. His hand was resting on the contract stone, which also had his secret mark on it.

Then, he communicated with it through the arcane seal. When he constructed a simple rune for the contract in his mental space, it was as if a door had opened through the close proximity of the arcane seal, and he could sense the vibrations of a familiar, joyful soul. He reached out to soothe it, and once its emotions had stabilized, he sent the rune of the contracted companion magic pet and a newly generated arcane seal through this vague connection. The companion magic pet's main action was a matter of mutual consent; any resistance would result in failure.

When the runes and the mystical mark really passed through the non-existent door, the difficulty of maintaining it began to increase sharply. The excited soul did not resist, which was the greatest guarantee of success. The soul even tiptoed over and took the initiative to wrap the runes and the mystical mark, and the contract was completed instantly.

Ruger smiled and shook the contract stone in his hand. The other party's mental strength was already quite strong, but he didn't expect the contract to be so successful.

"Don't worry. Even if you hatch later, you can live in the dragon blood pit..."

He began to expand, enlarging the egg pit twice more, then got the pool of clean dragon blood and started pouring it on the head.

The eggshell was instantly dyed red and soaked with dragon blood.

It is actively absorbing.

It trembled like a silly child who had been thirsty for ten thousand years.

Ruger watched with a smile, not worried about the egg filling up at all. He simply used an empty storage bag to fill the eggshell with dragon blood. The small pool was simply not full. The dragon blood he poured in at first disappeared before it even reached the bottom. Now, after two bags, the absorption rate had slowed down, and a pool of blood had slowly accumulated at the bottom of the pool.

He stared for a long time until the absorption speed slowed down completely, and then added some dragon blood to the pool before walking out of the abyss bedroom space.

With an excellent magical pet, he also had a source of pure dragon blood from the half-humans, and he was in a very good mood for a while.

He took out a water bag filled with weeping mushroom wine and drank it as he walked, and stuffed a piece of barbecue into his mouth.

Unfortunately, he knew that happiness would be short-lived, because he didn't want to be a happy and simple little dog-headed man. He didn't want to live in a big cave for the rest of his life and become the king. Even if there were a few little dog-headed men serving him and massaging his legs and shoulders, that was Old Gold Tooth's enjoyment, not his, and it would never be in the future.

Of course, he still had to enjoy the present happiness, so he took another sip of the Crying Mushroom Wine.

He wanted to become a powerful wizard, a wizard who could prevent tragedy from happening to him.

When passing by a nice place, there happened to be a shallow pit.

He paused, unearthed the remains of the succubus scholar, and placed them in a shallow pit. He examined them silently before burying them briefly and finally pouring another sip of the weeping mushroom wine. Who would have thought that this ordinary little corner held a unique succubus? A visitor from another world, at that? He found it somewhat amusing to think about it. A learned succubus, truly strange, that he would actually encounter one.

He took another sip of the Crying Mushroom Wine, turned around and walked back slowly.

Since I already have a guy hooked up with me, I'll go back and complete the transformation of Aisijin and Dashaheng into dragonborn gnolls today.

He drank the sweet water mouthful after mouthful, and suddenly felt a little drunk, so he put away the water bag and hurriedly gave himself a drink of spirits.

As he walked along, he noticed some kobolds would salute him. This was undoubtedly Old Gold Tooth being bored again. He found Aisijin and Dashaheng and took them to a secluded place.

"Just follow my instructions for a while, and you'll become smart soon," Luger said as he opened the space door. "Don't be afraid, don't panic."

The two kobolds nodded nervously.

Aisijin was obviously scared, but because of her trust in Ruger, she did not move. Under his guidance, she bravely stepped through the invisible space gate.

As for Dashaheng, he is more afraid of Ruger than other things, so he seems to be more obedient than Aisijin.

After two pits, one large and one small, were set up, Dashaheng used the one Old Gold Teeth had used to expand it. Aisijin then created a new pit, making a simple distribution of dragon blood before the two kobolds lay down in it. He also had to save some dragon blood for himself and his transforming companion, to prevent any accidents from happening to the half-human.

Soon, the guys in the three pits quieted down.

He watched from a distance, and after a while he began to meditate.

He still had one matching spell to learn, which he prioritized besides meditation. It was the zero-level spell he'd received as a reward from Baonte, Demonic Body. Although Baonte didn't think highly of it, he already had a deep faith in the concept of matching and spiritual guidance.

Since there is a spell with a high degree of compatibility, he naturally has to learn it. He has even planned to use it as the temporary occupant of the spell slot after the birth of the third magic mark.

After three rounds of unsatisfactory meditation, he was about to use the Demon Body spell to perform the first quick reading.

There was a noise coming from Dashaheng and Aisijin, which was much faster than that of Lao Jinya.

He glanced at the two guys who began to twitch in their sleep and continued to read with his head down. This was a very interesting spell, seemingly very comprehensive, but as Baonte said, it was weak in all aspects.

Demonic body, zero-ring spell.

This small spell was transformed from demonized flesh and blood. The original idea of ​​the transformer was very good and it has certain value, so it was included. But as a collector, I have to say that even if I have to deduct two magic stones, I will request to keep this sentence.

The value of this spell lies more in comparison and inspiration. It is a good reference for those who want to modify related spells. If you really want to learn or solidify to the precious zero-ring spell position, then I would like to advise this apprentice, unless you are guided by the spirit and a very high degree of fit twists your neck, otherwise don't do it. Don't let your wizard apprentice career get into trouble, and cherish your zero-ring spell position.

This spell grants the caster some resistance to most poisons due to their demonic nature, but it's not strong enough. It can make the caster physically stronger in a breath, but it's not as strong as Bull Strength, and requires a piece of clothing or looser clothing. It can also reduce the caster's pain, but it still hurts. It can make the caster more resistant to attacks, but it's far inferior to Demon Skin. Demon Flesh has additional restrictions when casting, requiring an object with a demonic aura as a trigger, but the different materials have no effect on the spell's effectiveness, which is also inferior to Demon Skin.

The more Luger watched, the more amused he found it.

He almost finished reading the entire opening chapter listening to the recorder's ridicule and sarcasm about the spells. He could even imagine that this enthusiastic recorder must have his own story, such as being obsessed with a certain spell when he was young, and eventually leaving behind an indelible regret.

(End of this chapter)