Chapter 76 The Alchemist(2/2)
——"Psychic blast!"
This ripple was like a menacing giant hammer, hitting hard in the depths of his mind and instantly knocking him to the spot.
Seeing the thief fall into a brief state of shock, Brian concentrated his attention, and the second controlling psychic energy came instantly.
——"Ectoplasmic entanglement!"
A ball of viscous ectoplasm energy was extracted from the distant star realm by him, appeared out of thin air at the soles of the thief's feet, and stuck them tightly to the ground.
There was a flash of panic in the thief's cold expression, and he quickly raised his feet and jumped up, trying to get rid of the elastic slime.
"Pfft!"
In this short moment, Brian calmly controlled the volley sword, quickly emerged from behind him, and disembowelled him mercilessly.
"Target is dead!"
"Soul energy is being extracted..."
"Gain experience points: 3500 points!"
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In the battle between wizards and thieves, wizards can rely on their comprehensive range of spells to give them the upper hand even if their attacks miss many times.
But thieves are different.
Once they are hit by the wizard's control spell, even if they are only slightly affected, they are likely to be instantly seized by the wizard to meet their continuous control and attack spells.
Brian is not only a wizard, but also holds a part-time job as a psion, which allows him to have a huge operating space with the cooperation between magic and psychic abilities.
With his current strength, even a fourth-level thief would probably be killed on the spot by a simple one-ring spell if he did not use sneak attacks and powerful magic weapons to break through his shield immediately.
As for the warriors below the legendary realm, it is not worth mentioning. These warriors can be lifted up and beaten by him in almost 360 degrees without any blind spots.
This is the insurmountable gap between spellcasters and physical professions.
After Brian finished searching for the loot, he walked towards the gray dwarf alchemist.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
Seeing Brian coming over, the gray dwarf alchemist finally came back from his concentrated research and begged for mercy with a look of fear on his face: "I can give you whatever you want to know or any potion you want...
..”
Brian looked at the gray dwarf calmly: he was bald, thin, and his eyes were bloodshot. "You are an exile, what is your name?"
"My name is Rocio Barbacon, sir." The alchemist quickly replied:
"In order to buy alchemy knowledge, I was exiled by my family for stealing. I had no choice but to join the Gray Ghost and rely on the refined potions to obtain the research resources they gave me. But I can assure you that I have never killed anyone. Then
A group of thieves locked me up here, and apart from refining poison for them, I have been focusing on my own research."
While listening to the gray dwarf's explanation, Brian looked at the counter where various bottles were stored.
Various high-quality alchemical potions such as blazing glue, strong acid bottles, psychic resistance potions, fire breath potions, and life potions are all placed here.
From the quality of the potion, he could tell that the alchemy mastered by this gray dwarf had reached an advanced level, and he was probably not as far away from the master level as he imagined.
He glanced at the many books the alchemist put on the table that recorded how to use fungi to refine magic potions, pondered for a moment, and said to him, "I won't kill you, but the premise of all this is that you serve me."
"I observed your plantation when I entered here."
After thinking for a while, he added in a professional tone, "In my opinion, the fungi you grow are simply terrible compared to the myconids. That's why the quality of the potions you refine has always been difficult to improve.
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"Yes, yes, your Excellency is right." The alchemist nodded his bald head in agreement, and said with a wry smile:
"Of course I know these reasons, but I have never learned the techniques of growing fungi. I can only slowly try to cultivate new qualities through plantations."
"If you are willing to follow me, I can not only provide you with abundant resources, but also provide you with several mushroom farmers who are good at growing mushrooms to serve you, and even teach you the magical medicine techniques of mushroom farmers."
Brian stated his conditions, "As for my conditions, in addition to serving me for life, you must also help me train apprentices as much as possible and increase the production of potions."
"But..." The gray dwarf alchemist looked hesitant and didn't know how to speak.
"I know what you are worried about." Brian saw through his thoughts and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, I can assure you that as long as you agree to these conditions of mine, I will ask the King of the Deep to lift you from your status as an exile. If you show enough value, I can even transfer the entire vortex stone to you.
The tunnel is given to you to serve as your private territory."
The gray dwarf alchemist looked happy when he heard this, and then his eyes widened, looking suspiciously at the half-elf wizard in front of him who was obviously from the surface.
"If you don't believe it, just leave with confidence and find a way out. I won't stop you." Brian didn't bother to explain too much. He took out a few bottles of useful medicine from the counter and said to him:
"Of course, if you think my words are trustworthy, then you can continue to stay here for the time being and don't run around until the notice of lifting your exile status is handed over to you personally."
"I am willing to wait, sir. Rossio is willing to stay here and serve you for the rest of his life." The alchemist gritted his teeth and nodded quickly.
"Then just stay here honestly." Brian said a word and turned to leave.
As soon as he walked out of the laboratory, he met Hesiah who was walking towards him after the battle.
"Are you injured?" He noticed the blood stains on the sword mage's wrist and asked subconsciously.
"It's just a minor injury." Hesiah snorted and said nonchalantly, "I have cleaned up all the Gray Ghost thieves, including their leader."
"This is a healing potion, take it."
He handed her a bottle of potion, and then, as usual, he stretched out his hand and gave her a simple cleaning technique to clean up the blood on her body and make her look radiant again.
Seeing that the wound on her wrist was gradually healing, Hesiah looked hesitant, followed Brian, took out a dimensional bag, and handed it to him, "I have plundered all the wealth accumulated by the gray ghost, and it is all here."
Brian stopped and turned to look at the smiling swordsman. For a moment, he felt a little at a loss.
"No matter how ambitious a goal is, it must be based on wealth." Looking at Brian's interesting expression, Hesiah couldn't help laughing, "Besides, I've never been short of money, so take it."
Brian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but admire Hesiah's exquisite smiling face.
He suddenly realized that this noble lady at this time was really attractive.
It is like a walnut. The outer solid hard shell has cracks. As long as you are willing to put in more effort, you can take out the delicious pulp at any time and put it into your mouth to enjoy it.
But in that case, it is inevitable that the pulp will be stained with broken shells.
It would be better to let her take the initiative to break the hard shell and clean it, and then take the initiative to bring it to her mouth.
"You are overthinking it. I have never said that I am short of money." Brian calmly took the dimensional bag from Hesiah's hand and said to her, "I am a prudent and thrifty person, which is not like you.
Such a prodigal..."
Realizing that his words were a bit inappropriate, he quickly stopped and turned around, leaving her behind.
Hesiah didn't think much about it. She was made to laugh out loud by Brian's strong argument.
Looking at his back, she suddenly realized that he also had such an interesting side.
She put away the smile on her face and caught up with him, "Where are we going next?"
"To Black Spire."
Chapter completed!