I Killed the Dragon

Because Gray had seen it from the perspective of God, he had formed his first impression long ago, and the other party had a good sense of her after meeting Mary Pheasant, so he naturally chose to stand on Mary Pheasant's side.

Arlo is the goddaughter of Marie Fissen, and does not know that the king of the castle is his father. After knowing the truth, he naturally chose to stand in Marie Fissen.

And even if she knew that the man in the castle was her father, with the princess's silly character and the actions of the king, she would still have a high probability of being on Mary Physsen's side.

In this way, Gray's goal was achieved.

On the next road, the lively Princess Arlo stopped for a while, probably digesting her godmother's wings being cut off.

Princess Arlo, who was silent all the way down the cliff, closed her eyes on the tree, as if she was still asleep.

Arlo was about to speak, and found that Marie Fissen was sleeping soundly, closed her mouth quickly, not daring to interrupt.

"Hey, behind the godmother, her wings are back?"

Ailuo exclaimed in her heart. The reason she knew Gray's story was about Marie Fessen, was that she once asked Marie Fessen's elf wings, and Marie Fessen said that her wings had been stolen.

But now, the pair of golden wings behind the godmother looks more beautiful than the wings of other elves and looks powerful. Is this the godmother taking her wings back?

From the bottom of her heart, she was happy for Mary Fissen, and felt that this time the other party called her to Moore Forest, it must be to celebrate the wings back.

Since it is a celebration, it must not be so dry sleep, there should be a festive atmosphere.

The girl used her brain, then turned and ran down to find the elves.

The elves are her good friends. Although they are afraid of Marie Fissen, they treat Arlo very well.

Found a group of elves, the girl asked them to help them arrange the venue, pick flowers and wild fruits.

Gray ignored her, she was in the forest, she couldn't get out, and she didn't necessarily want to go out.

He looked at Marie Fissen who was sleeping on the tree, thoughtfully, "This woman, could it be that she has been looking forward to her tree for a long time, but she has an inexplicable self-esteem, so she doesn't mention sleeping on the tree at all. As soon as I leave, I can’t wait to take a nap."

He thought it was very possible. Before he felt comfortable sleeping on it, and Mary Fissen took the initiative to open his wings to sleep on the grass every time, so he was not modest and kept occupying it.

Although Marie Fissen did not say to let him go, she actually wanted to go back to her nest to sleep, but due to various considerations, she didn't say it, so she couldn't wait to fly after he left. Back to his nest.

Gray walked a distance, took the melting pot of faith from his neck, threw it under a big tree, then flipped his hand, and a piece of flesh appeared in his hand.

Open the furnace of faith and throw the flesh and blood in, and then add a potion, all the potions are distinct in the furnace, and they do not affect each other.

There are dozens of sacred fires, and they are roasted under the various medicinal materials. When the effect meets his standards, some potions will merge together.

"It feels like my refining medicine is more and more like pill refining." Gray muttered in his heart. Other wizards and magicians refining medicine were cooked in a large cauldron and then added various ingredients.

And he threw in the materials all at once, and then prioritized which potions he needed to deal with, and finally merged them together.

Said it is refining potions, in fact it is more like refining pills.

But he still likes this feeling, no matter what, it is a good way to achieve the effect, and this makes him feel like he is cultivating immortals, which is great.

In the melting pot of faith, all the materials have been processed, and in the end only two groups of crystal-like jewel-like liquid remained, one was dark green and the other was dark red.

The sacred fire below the two groups of liquid suddenly became violent, and the two groups of liquid began to show signs of boiling at a high temperature, and at this time, Gray merged the two groups of liquid together.

Although the two groups of liquids were fused together, there was a violent repulsion phenomenon between each other. There seemed to be some violent reaction inside the fused liquid, causing the surface of the group of liquids to continuously roll, like boiling.

"Oh, I failed again."

As Gray's voice fell, the liquid suddenly no longer reacted, turning into a pitch black like stagnant water, exuding a breath of palpitations.

After burning the dead water, Gray took out a notebook and jotted down some data, compared them with each other, and soon smiled again.

"This time, it must be possible!" Gray figured out the key point and smiled involuntarily on his face.

Open the melting pot of faith again, and put the same material in.

Half an hour later, a drop of liquid medicine flew out of the furnace of faith and fell on Gray's fingertips, like a small ruby.

"Carlisle, come here!" Gray called through the magic mark.

Before long, Carlisle ran over with his little hand on his back, and when he walked in front of him, he handed out a few wild flowers like a treasure, "Master, do you have any instructions?"

"I need a mouse or rabbit~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to help me catch one."

Carlisle tilted his head and deliberately wanted to be cute, "Is it okay to be a little pig? I just saw a little pig in the forest. It is very cute."

"Yes, go get it back." Gray nodded, he just needs a little thing to test the medicine, it doesn't matter what it is.

If these elves were not for wisdom and innocence and kindness, he might just grab an elves and experiment.

He also has confidence in his own medicine, which is a good thing for 95% of the subjects tested, and the other party will benefit greatly from this.

Of course, if you encounter the five percent, there is no way, after all, it is just a little pig.

Soon Carlisle brought back a black pig. Gray confined it with magic, and after a little inspection, he threw the drop of liquid medicine into its mouth.

Draw a cage on the ground. Gray put down the pig and waited for its change.

Before long, the skin of the piglet became thicker, and two sharp fangs grew on both sides of the mouth, which were similar to those of an adult wild boar, but smaller.

Seeing this change, Gray smiled, "Yes, the potion succeeded."

After confirming this, Gray suddenly took out the body of the dragon. At this time, the dragon had been broken down into pieces of flesh and blood, as well as its blood and a lot of potions.

All of these were thrown into the furnace of faith. This time it took more than an hour to refine. In the end, Gray stopped all his movements and a fist-sized liquid medicine flew out of the furnace.

Just this group of medicinal liquid exuded a powerful aura, which attracted the attention of the elves.

Gray quickly filled it with a bottle, isolating the powerful breath.

Marie Fissen was awake, she stood on the grass, just glanced, and didn't ask much.