After bumping into the villain boss [Western Fantasy]

The alchemy in this world is quite special, it is basically between the alchemy of most Western fantasy or cultivation and the alchemy of early science in modern society, and it belongs to a combination of both types.

Therefore, the alchemy in this world is not like the world of alchemy and equipment refining, where the refining of items depends entirely on the strength of mental power and special techniques, but there are many elements of free play.

As a result, the level of the refined items is also erratic, causing the level of alchemists to often not match their own magic level, and it is also very difficult in terms of grading.

For example, a level 6 magician forcibly used various high-quality level 6 materials to forge a level 4 item whose effect was only comparable to that of a level 6 item.How should he be graded?

He does have the ability to refine level 6 items, but the effect of this level 6 item only appears as level 4 due to conflicts and other reasons.

In other words, a level 4 magician uses level 4 materials to produce the effect of a regular level 6 item through scientific innovation, so how should he be rated?

He can indeed refine level 6 items, but in fact he can only use level 4 materials. God knows if he can refine the second type?

Therefore, different reviewers treat the grades of the alchemists they review differently, and even the alchemists of the same level are strong and weak, and there is a lot of separation.

But there is one thing in common -

Alchemists above level 6 must have special production methods and crafts.Or very good at it, similar to weapon refining in the art of refining.

And the senior Avesler that Kai Lijia mentioned was a level 6 alchemist.

Linton was a little curious about this, and didn't quite understand why the other party chose to invite him—even though he had the surname Prinerville, he was only in the first grade.

Not to mention that the Purinlv family has been lonely for a long time. Although there are still traces of it in many places, many people no longer take it seriously.

"In that case, are you going?"

After Ann Ryan came back, he just heard Linton's answer, and Linton, who had no intention of hiding it, said everything in passing on the way to the public alchemy laboratory.

In this regard, Allen mused to ask a question.

Linton froze for a moment, and buried his head in thought. The continuous inquiries from many people finally made him put this matter in his heart: "Actually, at the beginning, I was only going to participate in the solo competition."

"It's not just because I know very few people. There is also a problem. I hope everyone can see the surname Prinlv behind me. If I join the team competition, the family behind me will be easily Once it is overshadowed by the family of my teammates, even if I perform well in the individual competition, they may not be able to see it once it is overshadowed."

Especially when most of the people who practiced alchemy had rich family backgrounds, and basically everyone was backed by a famous family.

But Eversler Matthews is a special case.

He was an orphan who came out of a poorhouse. Because of his talent in magic, he was taken in by a team of guards trained by a chamber of commerce and sent to Sisia.

Originally, according to this process, he would gradually develop a relationship with this chamber of commerce, completely become a diehard loyalist of the chamber of commerce, and become the exclusive alchemist of this chamber of commerce when his alchemy talent is unleashed in the future.

However, less than half a year after he entered Xisiya, something happened to the chamber of commerce that took him in.

Since the Dark God disappeared, the necromancer variant that has gradually become the public enemy of the entire continent—the wraith mage suddenly appeared, and repeatedly tried to attack several towns controlled by small chambers of commerce.Until the people sent by the Temple of Light defeated him, the Necromancer, who was elusive and spent a very long time looking for the Temple of Light, had already destroyed two chambers of commerce.

Among them was the one that Eversler was backing.

Because there are no living people in the town to which the chamber of commerce belongs, the Temple of Light distributed the remaining treasures of the chamber of commerce to the children trained by the chamber of commerce, allowing them to choose to rebuild the chamber of commerce or take the treasure to other places .

Eversler relied on this wealth to start his alchemy practice. It is said that this huge wealth has not been used up so far.

However, because the person concerned has no feelings for the chamber of commerce and will not return to the rebuilt chamber of commerce, he once made a contract with the person who rebuilt the chamber of commerce, and before he graduates, he will return all the money he received at the beginning, one cent not bad.

"The reason why I joined my classmate's chamber of commerce should be for this reason." Of course, the competition in Fanyinting is also the same. This is a good opportunity to improve your social status or promote your special alchemy.

With such a companion, the identity background of the other party will not cover up his own background, and it can completely play the role Linton thought before.

And if Haishizi and Avsler also reached an agreement, and the three of them formed a team, since there were two people in the team who were not of great noble origin, they would also be able to attract attention to Prinylville.

"Simply put... the temptation is very strong, and I'm tempted." Linton replied calmly after analyzing the pros and cons.

Anlan was a little indifferent to this, and pushed the door of the public alchemy laboratory for Linton calmly and very habitually: "Anyway, you haven't negotiated with Haishizi yet, and you haven't told Ivy that you have selected a companion. Schiller, there are many variables."

"If it really doesn't work, you can leave it to the variables to choose for you." Once someone chooses to give up because of the variables that appear, then Linton will naturally give up.And if the three of you get along well, then you might as well form a team with the three of you.

Linton was stunned for a moment, then nodded without hesitation: "Okay."

Exactly what he wanted.

For things that cannot be chosen by the difficulty of choosing, I will leave it to God... um... let the God of Light decide.

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Allen pushed away the boulder in front of him, looked at the narrow passage in front of him and took a deep breath, then walked in as if he had made up his mind.

The boulder behind him closed naturally, covering his tracks.

Allen bit his lower lip and tried to move forward. He didn't know when it started. A mud puppet appeared in his heart. The oil paint on his face was messy and weird like a clown.

Unlike the fatigue caused by forcibly summoning the clay puppets before, the clay puppets that emerged naturally did not bring her much pain and fatigue.Just looking at the increasingly weird smile on the clay doll's face, Alan shuddered for no reason.

He couldn't help speeding up his pace, and continued to walk forward, only thinking about quickly completing the next thing to do, and then returning to the ground, so that this terrible thing disappeared as soon as possible.

Hasty footsteps echoed in the corridor, step by step with a heavy echo.

At the end of the corridor, Allen saw a figure in a silver magic robe and a mask.He looks very tall, about 170cm, with a thin figure, and his gestures have an elegant atmosphere that only people from big families can have.

"You're here..." Before Allen stepped into the end of the corridor, the man in the magic robe turned his head sharply, his voice soft as if it would float into the air at any time.

Allen was silent and did not answer.

"Did you still just make a clay puppet?" The man in the magic robe chuckled slightly, waving his arms.

Following his movements, dozens of clay puppets with messy graffiti painted on their faces, but with the same upturned corners of their mouths suddenly poked their heads out from all directions, looking at Alan like a real person.

"This is not possible, your progress is really too slow." The voice of the man in the magic robe was full of regret, but it was still very slight, "It is still far from my goal... very far..."

"What exactly do you want to do? Tell me how to sacrifice to the God of Darkness, how to obtain talents, and how to make clay puppets. What exactly do you want to do?" Allen bit his lower lip, and finally asked this question .

He always felt that something was wrong with the recent development of things. The person who had given him the ritual method of the Dark God, who had sworn before that he could control everything, had become more and more insane recently.

He began to pretend to be decadent all day long, and used this as an excuse not to go to class, and stayed in this underground secret place-this is what the magician himself said, and Alan couldn't find it from the huge academy. To find out the true identity of this person, we can only confirm that the other party is not a teacher.

He stays here all day long, making one new clay figure after another, and letting it merge into the clay figure.But recently, the other party's aura has not become stronger. Instead, it seems that there is something new and interesting, and the whole person is a little delirious.

"...Why are you asking me this?" The other party's voice suddenly became sharp, although still weak, but still screaming as loudly as possible, "It has nothing to do with you! You just need to continue making clay puppets for yourself! "

"Of course..." The other party's voice gradually lowered again, as if thinking of something, there was a bit of ambiguity between the trembling lips and teeth, "You will be rewarded, as long as it is what you want, you will be rewarded after I succeed." for you."

Allen took a sharp step back, an ominous premonition passed through his spinal cord and hit his brain directly, but no message was revealed.

He gritted his teeth and continued to speak, trying to get some information from the other party.But it is a pity that despite being a little crazy, the magician who is basically in a sane state did not give him a chance to talk.

Allen said goodbye in silence, turned and left.

It seems that the only way to get some special news from him is to wait until the other party is almost completely crazy.I don't know if I can make it in time...

Feeling the clay doll that brought him energy sinking into his body, Alan touched his heart subconsciously.

In this matter, he has no regrets, and hopes that he will not regret it in the future.

It's just that there is always an ominous premonition, as if something big is about to happen, and he can't wait to learn everything and have a chance to change things——

When he was about to pass through the boulder, Allen suddenly laughed at himself coldly in his heart.

Even if something big is about to happen, what does it have to do with him?Allen is now a believer of the Dark God, and the priests who worship the Dark God and the Dark God do a lot of evil, and he can only follow and believe in it, but there is no way to stop it.

That being the case, why are you still pretending to do this kind of gesture?

Having enjoyed enough benefits, it should be...

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"good afternoon."

"good afternoon."

Linton and Ann Lane stepped into the door of the dormitory one after the other, and in the blink of an eye, they were facing Iverson who poked his head out of the kitchen door on the other side.The other party has been stuck on the edge of promotion for a while, and recently eats so much that he is not picky about the taste of the food, and he even seems to be enjoying it——

At least, before that, the other party would never go to the kitchen in the afternoon to find a meal that was sealed with a magic circle and made by a chef he didn't like.

Well, maybe this is the law of true fragrance.

"Why didn't you go to the public alchemy laboratory this afternoon?" Iverson looked curiously at the two people who had recently entered and exited together like Siamese twins, walked out of the kitchen, found a chair and sat down. There was a thick layer of blankets.

"Something happened." Linton replied with depression and embarrassment written all over his face. He pressed his temple tiredly and exhaled lightly.

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Iverson sensibly didn't ask any more questions. He just glanced at Ann Lane, who was also in a bad mood, and frowned briefly.

There was still a smile on the corner of Anlan's mouth, and his blue eyes were full of wind and clouds, but it didn't affect his tone at all: "It's okay, you can ask, it's not an important matter."

"In other words, it won't take long for this matter to spread throughout the school. There is no need to hide it."

Iverson was silent for a while: "What happened?"

Linton heaved a sigh of relief, and with a drawn out voice, he said a title that everyone feared in this continent: "Wraith Mage."

They just discussed it yesterday because of the invitation they received. At that time, they only thought it was a special existence, so they mentioned it briefly. They didn't expect to meet the colleague of the person being discussed, the Wraith Mage so soon.

Wraith Mage is a very unique existence.

There are necromancers and necromancer magic in this world. Many years ago, necromancers and necromancer magic existed together with the God of Darkness.Because in the eyes of many people, necromancy represents filth and evil and ruins the noble body of their loved ones.

It wasn't until the God of Light came into the world in person to fight against the God of Darkness that he personally affirmed that not all necromancers were evil did this trend subside, causing many necromancers to appear on the facade.

They use the body donated by the dead voluntarily or through psychics to help the accidental death to inform the murderer, and then the accidental death will sign a contract with the necromancer and become the necromancer's helper.

This is the most common form of necromancers in this era. Apart from being somewhat mysterious due to long-term contact with corpses and souls, it is not much different from other magicians.

However, Wraith Mage specifically refers to the magic that obtains souls and body materials through massacres, and then makes these souls and bodies devour each other through a method similar to the method of raising Gu in China, and finally cultivates their most powerful assistants. division.

They are often cruel and inhumane. Once they make a move, they will slaughter villages, towns and cities. They are existences that everyone is terrified and disgusted by.

Moreover, since most talented magicians tend to follow the path of formal magic.Usually, those who become wraith mages are people with poor talent and deep obsession. They will use various external methods to break through, and gradually become demons because of this.

All in all, it is a very terrifying existence.

Iverson was taken aback at the time, and blurted out concerned words: "Are you all okay?"

Qian Dian, who was coming out of the aisle in the living area, also said at the same time: "Are you all right?"

The existence of the wraith mage was really scary, and they subconsciously looked up and down the situation of their roommates to make sure that they were not seriously injured.

"No." Linton frowned, his voice a little puzzled, "but it's very strange, this wraith mage... seems to have lost his will. It's not the one infected by demons, it's..."

He gradually recalled the scene at that time.

Because he forwarded the invitation he received to Haishizi yesterday, Linton seriously thought about whether to go to the public alchemy laboratory in the afternoon or go back to the dormitory to give Haishizi free time to think, so his walking movements unconsciously slowed down. Some.

Ann Lane seems to have recently developed the ability to meditate while walking, and didn't notice that Linton's movements were much slower than before, so the two of them widened the gap.

Then, when An Lane walked through a corner of a flower bed, a blood-red wraith suddenly descended from the sky, waved the brass-colored chain in his hand, and attacked An Lane.

Fortunately, it was Ann Ryan, not Linton, who was in a daze. As the closest person, Linton reached out and grabbed Ann Ryan without hesitation, and pulled him out of the chains.

"Thank you!" Anlan returned to his senses in an instant, thanked him earnestly, and then took out his glorious staff and stood it on his chest.

The power of faith belonging to the Holy Son of Light poured in immediately, and circles of white light spread out like waves, covering Li Gui's body, locking him tightly.

Linton followed up with two light-attribute spells, and then looked up and down at the other party, and suddenly said cleverly: "No! This is not a ghost, this is a wraith! There is a wraith mage nearby!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky was dark, the sun was covered by black clouds, and countless shadows rushed towards them.