Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 805 Mass Production of Zero Potion

Locke turned the bronze cauldron upside down and threw the corpse of a black wizard into it. Then he lit the primordial fire inside the cauldron, and the flames evolved from primal power instantly filled the cauldron. A human-shaped form composed of spirits appeared inside the cauldron.

The "Ling Hong" on the surface of the bronze tripod is constantly evolving.

Locke looked at the surface of the bronze cauldron, which was engraved with the magnificent scene of the Heliotos Royal Court 70,000 years ago. Only after he had a basic understanding of spiritual philosophy did Locke realize that by having King Otto engrave the spiritual essence of the Heliotos Royal Court on the bronze cauldron, he had essentially completed a ritual for himself.

'Just performing one ritual to concoct a potion for myself has already exhausted all my energy and required my utmost effort.'

Locke pondered, "And King Otto, seventy thousand years later, inscribed the spirit macro of the Heliotus Royal Court onto the bronze cauldron for me. This allows me to concoct the Elixir of Zero at will without using the spirit macro."

'Otherwise, my lunar cultivation method would likely have even more limitations and be much harder to apply.'

Locke pondered, "No wonder I can brew two bottles of second-level potions a month. It turns out that my accumulation of perception of Ling Hong wasn't nonexistent. I had already accumulated some of it when I was brewing the Zero Potion."

At this moment, Locke grabbed the surrounding dark wizards and threw them into his bronze cauldron. He reversed the potion, extracting the spirituality of these dark wizards and turning it into a potion of zero.

A large amount of lunar essence continuously appeared inside this bronze cauldron.

Valerie, the witch, was utterly dumbfounded as she watched from the peach boat.

"My junior uncle actually managed to turn those dark wizards into potions. I've never heard of or seen anything like it."

"Uncle Locke wouldn't be secretly using the White Wizard's potions, would he?"

Valerie looked at Locke with suspicion, but then shook her head.

“Uncle Locke is such a good person. He would even help me out when no one else was paying attention to me. He can’t be that kind of person.”

“He must only use black wizards to make potions. Legally, those black wizards are not human, and it was this group of pirates who attacked the transport station first.”

Valerie struggled to accept the horrific scene unfolding before her. "If we hadn't come, those dark wizards would have looted all the supplies in the transport station, slaughtered everyone, and kidnapped the apprentices. So... so, Uncle Locke must have been so cruel to them for that reason."

At this moment, the enchanters on the mother ship of the three pirate ships were all furious upon seeing this scene.

Leading the group was a Moon Ring wizard, his eyes wide with rage. Trajan was slaughtering them, and behind him, a mere second-ring wizard, was wielding a cauldron-like magical artifact, harvesting the bodies of these pirates to concoct potions…

evil.

So evil.

Compared to that, what are their 'human-machine' enchantments?
Damn White Wizarding Association, is nobody going to do anything about it?

They're using people to make medicine!

The Moon Ring Wizard's face was covered in lines, making it look like he was wearing a Sichuan opera mask, except that the lines on his face were mostly enchantment patterns.

Upon closer inspection, each one is actually a spell model from the Enchanting School.

At this moment, his face was dark, and he glared at Locke. But Locke put on his second-ring wizard shoes, the Bloodwave Pineapple Wizard Shoes, and with the magic dragon rose attached to his body, he turned around nimbly. In one turn, he lost Locke's trace.

All that remained before him was the bloodthirsty Trajan.

“A cunning young wizard.”

Even this Moon Ring Wizard pirate couldn't help but admire Locke's slippery nature; he managed to escape the moment Locke attacked him with the Soul-Suppressing Enchanted Mask.

At this moment, the wizard Trajan completely ignored the other party's mental enchantment, which was merely an attempt to implant external fear into the soul of another person using the techniques of enchantment.

Using the method of human-made artifacts and facial makeup, the effect of this enchanted spell can be enhanced by using magical artifacts.

This allows enchantments that would normally be difficult to cast on an opponent to be successfully applied.

Trajan raised his left hand, and a storm of peach blossom petals instantly swept towards the Moon Ring Dark Wizard.

The Moon Ring Dark Wizard immediately changed his face, turning his black face into a red one. As he changed the enchantments on his body, his attributes as a 'magical artifact' also changed.

Therefore, his physical functions were greatly enhanced, and he quickly retreated, dodging Trajan's spell.

Trajan's Peach Slayer Curse struck the deck of the pirate ship.

To Locke's slight surprise, the pirate ship seemed to be completely undamaged.

'Among the black wizards on these pirate motherships, there must be some extremely skilled enchanters.'

Locke thought to himself, "The ships they build are indeed of very good quality."

"That Moon Ring Dark Wizard seemed to be trying to get at me. But I dodged quickly."

"There's no need to confront the Moon Ring Dark Wizards head-on, since my senior brother Trajan is here anyway. I can focus on collecting the bodies of these dark wizards and their pirate badges."

The body can be refined into the essence of the moon, and the pirate badge can be used as proof of a kill, which can then be exchanged for money.

Locke looked at his pair of wizard shoes and realized more and more that having a good pair of wizard shoes was extremely important in battle.

If it weren't for these wizard shoes, which further increased his speed, he wouldn't have been able to immediately change position and move freely the moment the black wizard glanced at him.

"When that black-masked sorcerer looked at me just now, I felt a momentary daze, as if something was trying to crawl into my brain and enter my soul."

'According to the spell model of enchanting, it's difficult to directly affect an opponent in battle, even if their magical pressure is far above mine. They shouldn't be able to influence my mind simply by looking at me, or increase or decrease my mental state with an enchanted blade.'

'Is it the effect of that special mask?'

Locke, carrying the bronze cauldron, had already filled it with the bodies of hundreds of dark wizards along the way.

Last time, when I destroyed the Ghostly Cult, since the Ghostly Cult was just a bunch of leeks from the Pale Pilgrimage, I could only destroy their spirituality along with other things to prevent the Pale Pilgrimage from using them again.

But this time, the pirates on these Chaos Motherships didn't have this problem, so they could collect their bodies at will without much trouble.

The spirituality within it is increasing.

Locke was overjoyed.

My senior brother is awesome.

'Boom~'

In an instant, an ordinary second-circle wizard with a magic pressure of 10000 was forcibly destroyed by Trajan's Three Thousand Peach Killing Curse, which shattered his soul, his permanent defensive field, and his immense magic.

The great magic of the black wizards on the pirate mothership is themselves.

After all, they themselves are 'human' artifacts, so they only need to refine themselves into second-ring magical artifacts and use the second-ring magical artifacts to transform into great magic to become second-ring wizards.

Therefore, their greatest magic is the second-level magical artifact, which is themselves.

However, this also lowers the bar for dark wizards on the pirate mothership to become second-circle wizards. Second-circle wizards who become wizards this way are extremely weak, practically nonexistent, and can only be considered large-scale first-circle wizards. After all, those who become second-circle wizards this way belong to the Truth Wizard who defected from the Chaos Mothership, essentially turning themselves into a slightly special second-circle magical artifact of that Truth Wizard.

The second-ring dark wizard's entire body was destroyed. Locke immediately put it into the bronze cauldron, activated the potion refining technique, raised the primordial fire, and then extracted its spiritual essence to turn it into the potion of zero.

"Thank you, senior brother. A second-circle wizard like you can directly concoct a potion of zero."

Trajan turned around and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He, who usually didn't like to talk when killing dark wizards, actually started to think.

'Junior Brother is actually using dark magic to concoct potions.'

'Hmm, that's fine too. I kill, he concocts medicine; we each get what we need. Thinking about it carefully, this combination seems better; that's called making the most of everything.'

Trajan's eyes were filled with a fierce light as he looked at a second-ring wizard and a star-ring wizard behind the moon-ring wizard.

'Since Junior Brother wants the bodies of these dark wizards, I'll help him kill a few more.'

'I never expected my junior brother to treat me like this. I only used the Peach Killing Curse and those dark wizards to refine my powerful magic, and my junior brother has already started using them to make potions. Hahahaha…'

'If we could kill that Moon Ring Wizard and use his body to make medicine, I wonder what kind of medicine we could make. My junior brother and I could each take half.'

'However, the Moon Ring Wizard and I are too close. I've only recently become a Sun Ring Wizard; I estimate I can only defeat him, not capture him. Unless he's determined to protect his subordinates and refuses to retreat.'

The black wizards sensed the malice of the executioner wizard Tura, and they all hesitated.

After all, the executioner wizard seemed to harbor more malice towards them.

They all looked at the Moon Ring Wizard captain, wanting to see whether he intended to retreat or continue fighting.

Captain Moon Ring Wizard gritted his teeth, looked at Wizard Trajan with his one eye, and raised the poisoned blade in his left hand. The blade dripped with emerald green venom, and it seemed to be a high-grade magical artifact of good quality. Moreover, since he was now also considered a magical artifact, attaching the poisoned blade to his arm was equivalent to combining two magical artifacts.

His immense magic can power this magical artifact.

As the Moon Ring Wizard Captain brushed his right hand across his face, a green mask instantly appeared on his face.

“Executioner Wizard, let’s make a deal: let us take half of the supplies, and then let us retreat.”

"What I have in my hand is a highly poisonous magical artifact. With my enhancement of the artifact, the poison will become exceptionally potent. This poison has been amplified with enchantment magic. There is no second-circle potion master among you who can cure it. If I accidentally hurt you, or the second-circle wizard behind you, things will not look good. By the way, there is also a crystallized wizard on the peach boat over there."

The captain said with a gloomy face.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, because the wizard Trajan didn't waste any words with him and directly unleashed a Three Thousand Peach Killing Curse.

He quickly summoned the shield-shaped magical ring he was wearing on his right hand, enveloping himself in it to protect himself.

Trajan, standing on his shield and wielding a sword peach, slashed at the Moon Ring Wizard.

On the other side, Locke followed behind Turalyon, preparing to collect a few more second-circle wizard corpses.

He placed the bronze cauldron over the body of a second-circle wizard whom Trajan had forcibly killed during the siege.

Then, Locke felt a similar magical pressure coming towards him.

coming.

Although all the dark wizards are currently besieging their senior brother, once they realize they are no match for Trajan, they will soon turn their attention to wizards outside of Trajan, such as themselves.

Locke used the Dragon Rose and the Blood Wave Wizard Shoes to quickly leave his original position, but unexpectedly, the dark wizard opposite him caught up with his speed the next moment.

Moreover, he was faster than me.

Locke stopped, and the dark wizard stopped as well.

The black wizard was an old man, seemingly very old, with only one eye, one leg, and one hand. His left hand and right leg were each equipped with a poisoned blade and an alchemically crafted construct leg, respectively.

The second-ring dark wizard looked at Locke with a half-smile and said, "Why aren't you running away?"

Locke looked at the wizard shoes on his feet and immediately frowned.

"Soras's barefoot wizard shoes?"

"What, Soras Barefoot is also cooperating with your pirate mothership?"

Last time, the second-circle wizard I killed on the Pale Pilgrims also had a pair of Thoras Barefoot Shoes, which were test models that weren't for sale.

Locke recognized the wizard shoes worn by the dark wizard in front of him; they were Solas's older, less popular wizard shoes, which seemed to be called Archangel War Boots.

The old black wizard from the second ring chuckled, "There's no cooperation, just a normal purchase. After all, everyone likes to buy good things, right? And anyone can buy them, so there's no need for any special cooperation."

"This white wizard, you've encountered us pirates and you still want to escape unscathed? That's unreasonable. Moreover, you're so cruel and bloodthirsty, using our black wizard companions to make potions."

Locke gave him a cold glance.

"If I could use your dark wizard companions to make potions and produce something good, and even share it with you, what would you do?"

The old black wizard immediately unleashed a greedy glint in his eyes.

"Then I'll kill them for you myself."

Locke sneered, "Aren't you all allies?"

The old black wizard sneered, "Those who are our companions deserve to be killed even more. You don't understand, this is what we pirates are like."

Locke shook his head slightly.

"I don't understand your pirate business, but I originally thought you were cooperating with Solas the Lightfoot, or even receiving funding from the Rose Council. But now it seems that they just sold you goods that they had been accumulating for a long time and couldn't sell."

"Is this why you intercepted the cargo containing the Golden Crown Mountain?"

Locke held in his hand a nameplate he had picked up at the transport station during the battle, which recorded the origin and type of the goods.

The old black wizard from the second ring looked grim, and his eyes suddenly turned fierce.

"Is it unsellable junk? Soras's barefoot group said it's a good thing, a non-sale item among you white wizards, and that ordinary white wizards can't buy it. So they made us buy this batch of goods at an 80% premium."

Locke immediately looked at him with pity.

"180% of the price? The Archangel Boots have the special ability to glide using light magic, allowing for rapid short-distance movement. Commonly known as Light Maneuvering, that's why you were able to catch up with me just now. But these wizard boots have durability issues, making them unsuitable for medium to long-distance movement, so they won't sell."

"This is a complete design failure."

The second-ringed dark wizard pirate's eyes widened in horror, "I'll kill you."

(End of this chapter)