In the silent test room, a thin purple mist floated, mixed with an indescribable odor.

Grant was holding a sharp knife in one hand, gently scraping off some of the liquid on the surface of the heart, and then putting it into the vessel for the most basic experiment. First of all, we must test the toxicity of the poison, and it is inevitable to get some test subjects, and there are many magical beasts nearby that can cooperate with the test.

After slowly pouring some viscous black condensate into it, a lot of white smoke came out of the mouth of the vessel, which was full of pungent smell.

After Grant looked at it, his pupils were still a beating blue light.

These take less than a day until all the remaining hearts are cut.

"Okay, get the basics and go capture some magical beasts for experimentation, preferably some small ones."

Grant snapped his fingers, and a slender figure shrouded in black robes emerged from the flames that appeared next to him.

She looked down at Grant and said calmly, "Master, what are your orders?" ”

"Get me some small monsters and test them, you know?"

"Understood."

Refi bent and bowed, his whole body sinking into the floor like a puff of molten mud. The laboratory has been locked down, and it is obviously not feasible to go out normally.

When Grant saw it, he ignored it and began to take out other materials and make percentage matches. After all, you can't just make the strongest poison out of those liquids.

These materials can enhance their own toxicity.

The production of toxic agents can be divided into two types, one is in a liquid state, which is mainly used for consumption. The other is the gas state, which is suitable for parasitic heart agents. After all, it is quite troublesome to feed it to other people's mouths, and the range of action is also strictly limited.

Want to make this potion. First of all, it is necessary to detoxify, and at worst, to restrain or reduce the side effects of toxins on itself.

Grant has two directions: making and detoxifying. Start processing.

"Start the analysis!" Grant said silently.

Suddenly, a large number of complex calculations were handed over to the chip itself in the mind. He only needs to be responsible for the proportion.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Grant in the testing chamber. Start experimenting with potions, each time only the size of a thumbnail is used for the demonic beasts sent by Poison Rafi, if it doesn't work, replace the next one. Back and forth, hundreds of demonic beasts died.

Thankfully, it worked pretty well.

Grant used analysis to deduce repeatedly, and finally created a parasite potion, and in terms of power. It can weaken the level 50 to 51 level Warcraft, and the effect on humans is weaker. Because the Sea of Meditation can use mana to force back some toxins, the effect is actually quite good. Potions that hurt fifth-order mages were rare in the Nightmare Frontier, and each bottle was high-priced.

Grant knew that the parasite heart was used to make potions, and there were others who did it better than him. After all, it's not specialized in this area, but it's no more than a handful of people who do it well.

The faint purple liquid was lying in a bottle of potion, and under the crystal translucent luster, it was so delicate that people couldn't help but want to try the taste inside.

This is the gaseous state of liquefaction. Once the cork was removed, it instantly turned into a purple poisonous mist that covered a large area.

"Alright, fire spells, runes. All the drugs were successfully manufactured. Now that I have wasted nearly two years, I don't have enough time now, so I'd better hurry up and upgrade. Grant knew he was dragging his feet. Not the way. The white blood family has been studying the knowledge of other different planes, as long as they study something. The strength is bound to explode. At that time, it will be troublesome to suppress the other party yourself.

He walked out of the lab and out of the attic. It's still sunny outside. The sun in the sky is a product of alchemy, and the moon cycles like time outside.

"It's time to go, Linda, they still have something to do, so don't bother." Grant knew, stretched out a middle finger, and wrote a dozen or so words in the air to say goodbye.

Briefly explain the reason for going out, when you will be back, and if you have something, you can call me with a communication charm. Others are rare.

Shout!

Grant turned into a dark red streamer and rushed to a location in the sky, disappearing in an instant.

Laugh at! As soon as Grant came out of the talisman array, the black mist near him surged, tightly surrounding his body. It's hard to take a few steps forward.

He frowned, didn't say much, and casually blessed several layers of thick defensive shields around his body, isolating the invasion of Hellfire energy from all directions, and fixed his eyes on the Ash Valley far away.

Let's go! Grant muttered silently and immediately moved forward.

The Valley of Ashes is said to have been a battlefield for mages for the first few thousand years, when creatures from another time and space infected a group of mages and fought with mages who were not infected, and gradually died there. Due to the great resentment generated, ordinary mages will be disturbed and go berserk.

Some mages add soul-devouring creatures, the Ash Necromancy.

The valley is full of complex and tortuous terrain, and there are a few other magical beasts living in addition to the ash necromancer.

Whining~~~

The wind was gusting, and the grumbling was terrible.

Grant was dangling over the Valley of Ashes, already feeling the uncomfortable atmosphere. The spiritual power swept forward, and many unknown creatures quickly rushed in, gathering together to frantically devour the spiritual power.

Grant felt a tingling pain and couldn't help but put away his mental strength.

However, a group of dark, furry creatures rolled out of the corridor below. They resemble humans, with dark eyes and a row of serrated teeth in their mouths.

Dozens of creatures grinded their teeth and made sizzling sounds.

A few of them were visibly larger, and soon let out a greedy cry at Grant. Quickly grabbed into the air, and a lot of energy and surrounding creatures attached to him.

The shape of the body changed, and there was a dark red robe with the appearance of a skull. He holds a half-moon-shaped scythe in his hand. There was no light nearby, and the scythe had a faint sheen.

There are three such creatures.

They are the ashes of the dead! An undead beast also known as the Grim Reaper!

When Grant saw it, he smiled disdainfully. These guys are also somewhat useful against mages who summon necromancy like Kern, and they are clearly finding the wrong opponent for themselves.

As soon as he struck, three hundreds of meters long water flow electric snakes came out in an instant, bombarding one terrible thunderbolt after another around him. The pitch-black thunder and lightning itself contained quite a powerful coercion, and it was just touching the ashes and dead spirits, and a little fear appeared in his eyes. was hit by more than a hundred lightning bolts in a row, and let out a piercing scream, and the body slowly collapsed.

Grant knew that it would be useless to deal with the attack of the quasi-fifth-order water flow electric snake, like the ash necromancy. Now you can still move forward slowly and strive for early promotion.

With this push, he advanced for more than four years, and the demonic beasts in the Valley of Ashes itself were almost slaughtered. Some of the nearby monsters also knew what terrible things to deal with them, so they had to migrate to avoid their own danger.

…………

Over the course of four years, Grant progressively rose to the fifth rank (level 50). The white blood family has also achieved considerable success here.

Since they gained the knowledge of the witchcraft plane, they began to match and merge with the knowledge of the local mages. The original knowledge cannot be directly used in the glory of time and space. So fusion for reality takes the longest. After a long period of successful research, many mass-produced magic weapons and some other materials have come out.

Of course, there was a lot of turmoil in the middle core layer of the white blood family, but the patriarch still didn't see it. In any case, he valued another manufactured item more.

That kind of item is very rare in the wizarding plane, but fortunately, with the cooperation of several masters in the family, it is still lucky to be made and can increase the combat power of the family.

For that moment, the patriarch specially solemnly announced that it would not be announced until half a month later. At the same time, let the second elder and the third elder rush back. They were out looking for a mage named Grant, but they couldn't help but be annoyed when they didn't find any clues. But after having such a thing, Grant and other small things are still put aside.

Half a month later.

In the Patriarch's Council Hall, many core members in the Infinite Mountain entered. Among them, there are two elders, the second elder and the third elder, who have been very unlucky in a few years. I didn't expect Grant's hidden skills to be so strong that he still had no ability to catch them. Fortunately, the patriarch seemed to have something good to announce, and Grant didn't need to worry about it.

In the wide hall, seventeen or eighteen mages had been gathered early, most of them were white-haired old mages, and there were only a few middle-aged mages.

With goblets in their hands and smiling faces, they talked to the mages around them, occasionally talking about their happiness, and deliberately laughing twice.

At this moment, there was a clattering sound.

The patriarch came down from the second floor, and he had an excited smile on his face all the time.

He looked around the hall at the mages before clearing his throat and said, "This time I called everyone here because there was something, do you remember the time and space of wizards a few years ago?" After a long period of research and analysis, we were able to make use of their technology and our own technology to create something that would increase the strength of the family. I'll start with that. ”

"There is a way to increase the strength of the wizarding plane at the middle level, and that is the wizarding circle. It is possible to transfer the power of several mages to another mage's body. Therefore, after a long period of research in this direction, I finally created a means that could unite family members, but unfortunately it was very restrictive. Can only be used from the top of the fourth order to the beginning of the fifth order. ”

"That thing can allow three quasi-fifth-order mages to unite and explode to fifth-order power, and five or four top-notch mages are equivalent to a more powerful quasi-fifth-order mage. Haha, what do you say? ”

"There is such a thing."

"Sounds pretty impressive. What do you think? ”

"I don't know what it's called."

The patriarch heard the twitter below, and pondered for a moment before speaking: "As for this thing, his name is ......"

When the mages below heard this, their eyes widened, and they leaned close to their necks to hear what the patriarch had to say.

The same is true for the second and third elders. After all, in this way, the white blood family is not a little stronger or a little bit stronger.

The patriarch looked around and said again, "His name is." (To be continued......)