The Witch's Wandering Alchemist's Diary

Chapter 99 The War of Ghostwood Town

Chester bought two mana potions and then left.

Lou Le didn't care much about the news from Youmu Town, because it had nothing to do with him.

She is going to wander the world, seeking more power.

Even if Ghostwood Town is destroyed, Lou Le will not feel the slightest worry.

"However, Amos should have arrived in Ghostwood Town by now, and he should be buying mana potions from me soon."

Lou Le thought to himself, and then he felt happy again.

Back inside the carriage, she took out all ten Blood Resentment Fruits from the backyard.

After placing it on the ground, she prepared to begin the process of becoming possessed.

First, a three-tiered altar was cast from clay, and then branches of the magic tree were cut down, burned to ashes, and sprinkled on top.

On the third altar, there was a strand of hair and a page of a magic paper.

On the second floor, Le gritted his teeth, broke his own arm, and pulled out the forearm bone.

I cut off a piece of my own skin, about the size of a page of a book.

After doing all this, Lou Le began to guzzle the treatment potion.

It took an hour to finally complete the recovery.

"The third layer requires hair and magical artifacts, the second layer requires two witch materials, and the first layer, which is the top layer, requires witch blood, nails, teeth, and other witch materials."

Lou Le silently muttered his demands and began tearing off his own fingernails and teeth.

The pain brought tears to her eyes.

Lou Le did not waste her tears; she dripped them onto the altar.

Place the ten Blood Fruits of Resentment on the top altar.

The little witch stood in front of the altar and cut open her own wrist.

She cut it horizontally to ensure that the blood flow was not too fast.

And it's very easy to control.

Bright red blood dripped onto the earthen altar, and rays of light began to appear from the altar.

The earthen altar, soaked in blood, began to gradually change.

First, crystallization occurs, and then sharp crystal clusters begin to grow randomly around the edges, resembling the spine of a monster.

Lou Le couldn't help but swallow hard as he watched.

"We're not going to have to wait until the blood soaks through all three layers of the altar, are we?"

Lou Le felt a chill run down his spine; this was knowledge that hadn't been mentioned in the book!

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She could only watch as her blood seeped into the soil layer by layer, transforming it into a shape covered with sharp crystal clusters.

The little witch could only keep drinking healing potions to replenish her dizziness caused by excessive blood loss.

Moreover, the magic power is constantly decreasing.

Half an hour later, the entire altar finally completed its crystallization.

Lou Le collapsed to the ground, his body limp. The scratches on his wrists had finally healed without leaving a trace.

The entire altar was suspended in mid-air, slowly rotating, with three layers of light enveloping it.

It will take some time before the conversion is fully completed.

Lou Le felt a headache coming on and quickly went back to his bedroom and lay down on the bed.

The drowsy little witch finally felt a bit more energetic after drinking a bottle of mead and eating two pieces of jerky.

The spells obtained from Fyodor were finally successfully distorted.

The [Mage Armor] absorbed the symbol representing the [Weak Mage Armor] spell and transformed it into an armor-shaped icon, which was then imprinted on the Witch's Spring.

The change to [Alarm Spell] wasn't that significant; only the duration became permanent.

It can absorb surrounding magic to maintain its existence; its icon is a red button.

The other spells, however, have changed quite a bit.

The surrounding winds have been distorted by magic.

Second-Order Spell: Consumes five mana to use, and five mana per hour thereafter. After use, a green wind will surround you. This wind will block most ranged attacks below the second order.

(Note: Even when not in use, you can still obtain information from the wind using this skill.)

"An extra passive ability? But what does 'getting information from the wind' mean?"

The little witch muttered to herself that the spell's symbol was a tiny figure wrapped in a tornado.

[Web Spell - Twisted by Magic]

Second-circle spell: Consumes three mana. You can create a spider web of your choice within a range of about one hundred meters in your line of sight. It can last for up to three hours.

Spider webs have strong adhesive properties and can trap most creatures.

(Note: You can also launch the web.)

Lou Le considered this spell to be very useful, greatly increasing his attack options!

The spell's symbol is simply a miniature spider web.

[Environmental Adaptation - Twisted by Magic]

First-level spell: A spell that allows you to adapt to most environments.

Depending on the environment you face, you will consume at least one point of magic per hour to maintain a normal and comfortable environment within two meters around you.

After Lou Le finished reading the new spell that appeared on her Witch Spring, she drifted off to sleep in a daze.

After all, her body was extremely weak.

Limera practiced her druid abilities by the trees outside the carriage, and performed druid breathing techniques.

She was constantly striving to improve her magical power and wanted to comprehend more spells.

Unfortunately, she did not comprehend any magic.

Looking at the river in front of her, even Limera couldn't help but sigh.

This is the daily life of a spellcaster: to live for magic, to die for magic, and to toil for magic their whole life.

With that thought in mind, she continued to silently practice her breathing technique.

Druids do not need crystallized organs because they cast spells using the forest.

Lou Le finally woke up in the evening.

She went to the backyard and glanced at the altar, which was still as dazzling as ever.

However, the transformation was still in progress, and Lou Le arrived at the alchemy workshop.

Prepare to begin the daily potion-making process.

At that moment, the sales window suddenly transformed into a dark vortex.

"Senior, I hope I haven't disturbed your rest."

Amos's voice came from inside the carriage.

Lou Le cut to the chase and asked, "What kind of potion do you want to buy?"

"Forty bottles of spell potions, twenty bottles of frost potions, and one hundred bottles of fire potions."

Amos reported some figures, and Lou Le looked at the inventory.

I think I should probably start making some potions now, mainly because my stock of fire potions is running low.

After all, not many people need this kind of potion, and the current stock is just the leftover stock from the dungeon camp.

"Okay, a total of 1,738 gold coins."

Lou Le quickly calculated his due reward, while Amos poured gold coins one by one into the vortex floating in front of him.

The coins clattered and fell to the ground, and Lou Le told Xiao Bai and Lime to quickly pick them up.

She then began using the spellbook to quickly begin an assembly line operation for fire potions.

After the fire potion was finished being concocted, Lou Le slowly said, "I've counted it; it's definitely 1,738 gold coins. Now I'll transfer the potion to you through this window. Be ready to receive it."

As she spoke, the little witch manipulated Little White to throw bottles of potions out of the vortex.

Because the bottle is very thick, there's no need to worry about it breaking accidentally.

But it still needs to be stored carefully, otherwise it will still rot.

After finishing these tasks, Lou Lecai said, "I heard that the situation in Youmu Town is quite bad right now?"

"Yes."

Amos answered.

There are now seven first-ring mages gathered in Ghostwood Town, along with dozens of mage apprentices. These are all assistants recruited from other villages and towns.

This was to resist the assembled elf squad, which consisted of about five people.

They are all of the Pure Faction, if it weren't for the fact that Ghostwood Town is currently powerful enough.

So now the elves have definitely started a war, but even so, the standoff between the two sides is becoming increasingly intense.

They are now preparing their final plans in the village near the dungeon, and war will break out soon.

Dwight, on the other hand, shared nearly half of the profits with the mages, merchants, and adventurers.

Even Baron Castor received a share of the dungeon's profits.

These interests have firmly bound adventurers, merchants, barons, and mages together.

When Amos arrived, he did not choose to demand any benefits.

Instead, they demanded magic.

Lou Le listened and casually said, "Actually, you're already preparing to launch an attack, right?"

Amos had no choice but to say, "Yes, senior. In order to weaken the elves' power as much as possible, we are already prepared to burn the entire forest down."

"Although it may destroy the ecosystem here, it is something that must be done to protect the forest."

Lou Le said, "Then I wish you good luck. Actually, I also have a growth-boosting potion here. It can quickly make a plant mature, and within a few days, it can make a tree grow into a towering giant."

After the little witch finished her sales pitch, she shut down the sales window.

"I made a lot of money today again."

She had some insights: "War really does bring in money quickly. In just one night, I made a profit of nearly two thousand gold coins."

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"I now have five or six thousand gold coins, which is very close to ten thousand gold coins."

Lou Le thought that if he could do this a few more times, he could quickly earn 10,000 gold coins.

Unfortunately, it's not easy to make money from war.

In Ghostwood Town, Amos took all the potions out of the tent.

He is now quite old, so he is eager to pass on his magic and philosophy.

Unfortunately, to this day, there has been no suitable person willing to learn necromancy from him.

Some were willing, but Amos felt they weren't a good match.

So it's been delayed until now.

However, Amos now feels that his opportunity has arrived.

Perhaps I can find an apprentice in this war and also obtain a few excellent skeletons.

After all the items were taken out, the other mages exclaimed in amazement, "We never expected you could actually do this!"

"With so many mana potions, it seems we're destined for victory this time."

The monks were all discussing it.

Only Dwight frowned as he looked at the potions, finding them somewhat familiar.

He immediately thought of that monk Lou Le.

What kind of teleportation device does she have? How could she possibly send so many potions from Graystone City right now?

It's simply unbelievable.

That's what he was thinking.

After the war ends, I'll ask Amos again; maybe I can get some information from him.

With that thought in mind, he said to everyone, "Since everyone is ready, let's begin tonight."

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The mages were all ruthless, and they all said, "Fine, since the elves can draw magic from the forest, then let's burn down all the forests and see where they draw magic from!"

"We absolutely must drive them away!"

Having said that, the mages each distributed the potions and returned to their own tents, where they began to instruct their disciples.

Some who learned fire magic were responsible for starting fires.

Some people, lacking fire magic, would take these fire potions to the designated locations and set them on fire.

The area designated by the monks was a circle, divided into two walls of fire.

One method involves blowing air from the outside in, aiming to burn the entire forest near the dungeon to ashes.

One method is to keep blowing the fire outwards, aiming to completely ignite the forest fire.

They wanted to see whether these elves, who valued the forest above all else, would prioritize saving the animals or sending them to the dungeon!

As soon as the elves are lured away, the mages will immediately begin setting up magic circles near the dungeon.

The mage apprentices were in separate groups, and the moment the moonlight reached its peak, the mages instantly made their move.

The sound of the potion shattering echoed continuously, and flames exploded in the forest with a bang.

The apprentice sorcerer began to summon the wind, which continuously blew the flames.

The apprentice monks assisted, and almost instantly, a huge circle of fire enveloped the forest.

Numerous trees wailed and fell into the flames, their trunks and branches becoming new fuel.

The elves, upon sensing the flames, were filled with rage.

"These damned mages, how dare they do this!"

An elf gritted his teeth in fury: "How dare they make the forest wail!"

Another elf said, "Now, we must quickly stop the flames!"

"But what about the bricks and stones in the dungeon?!"

Another elf asked.

These elves also belong to different factions.

Finally, Farion said, "Since that's how it's going to be repaid, then let each faction take their share of the bricks and stones from the dungeon."

"Anything that can be taken out is considered yours."

The elves can only be the same.

They split into two groups of elves: one group went to put out the fire, and the other went to the dungeon to move the bricks and stones out.

Farion merely chuckled at this; he knew the radiation from those bricks was terrifying, but the elves were unaware of it.