Chapter 764: Chapter 439: Just Stand There_1
“Finally catching my breath,” Negris grumbled, “Silver coin, I almost passed out trying to save you. How are you going to repay me?”
Touched, Silver Coin replied, “I’m overwhelmed, Lord Nage. I’ll find you ten dragon maidens to serve you.”
Angry, Negris retorted, “Kvada! Are you trying to serve me or kill me?!” After yelling at Silver Coin, Negris leaned in and whispered, “Two will do.”
A dry laugh echoed followed by a puff of smoke and out swirled Durken. “You, a dragon who will forever remain a youth. You’ve never courted a lady, yet you have such big talk. Once we’re back, I’ll have a chat with Naeli.”
“I’ll bite you!” Negris retorted furiously.
While they were chatting, Ange had already suppressed the enemies. He single-handedly subdued several dozen swordsmen and mages in the manor using Level 1 Magic. That’s how useful the Magic Turret was.
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The enemies, beleaguered by his attacks, scattered, making way for a large space at the entrance of the tomb. Many had dropped their armors and fled, even discarding the recently delivered Blood-consuming Potion.
Waving his Gold-touch Stick from afar, one of the bottles of Blood-consuming Potion flew into Durken’s hand.
Unscrewing the cap and pouring a little out, Durken tapped it with his Gold-touch Stick – Decomposition Technique. Within a short time, he showed a look of contempt, “A drug-induced frenzy. Garbage.”
Silver Coin was familiar with this phrase. His Corrosion Trace Antidote had been declared a ‘drug-induced’ by Sava. Could the Blood-consuming Potion be in the same category as Corrosion Trace Antidote?
Noting Silver Coin’s confused look, Durken explained casually, “Potion Wizards, or Pharmacists, manifest most of their abilities through potions. Lower-level potions are known as ‘drug-induced stimulants,’ which use the innate attributes of the drug to stimulate certain bodily functions, but also have severe side effects.”
“Medium-level potions, however, don’t purely rely on drugs. Rather, through special processes, they induce qualitative changes in substances to produce unique effects. Stuff like your Holy Essence Liquid and Insect Ash Liquid belong to this category.”
“As for higher-level potions, they’re not merely potions anymore. Things like the Solidified Divine Cup that can make you a god, the Resurrection Potion that can bring you back from the dead, and the Transmutation Potion for transformation, all belong to this category.”
Though Durken is an Alchemist, Alchemy and Potioneering are branches of the same tree. Many techniques are shared. If he were to make a potion with the correct recipe, the effect would undoubtedly be better than an amateur’s like Sava.
Just as Durken finished speaking, a rat head suddenly popped out of the ground, excitedly saying, “Sir, your summary is spot on. Are you a Potion Master?”
“Eh?” Durken waved his hand in surprise. The rat couldn’t help but float out of the hole, squeaking in panic.
“Transmutation Potion?” The rat landed on Durken’s hand. He observed it briefly and muttered uncertainly.
With a quick wrap of his palm, the rat’s eyes immediately became cloudy, its aura disappeared, and it returned to the look of an ordinary rat.
“No, it’s consciousness projection. It’s a strange rat. It can actually bear the consciousness of a human.” Durken expressed his curiosity.
Durken released his palm and rested the rat on it. After a while, the rat started to squirm, and its eyes gradually changed. Finally, it projected a bright light, indicating a far superior consciousness than a rat should have.
“Are you the Potion Wizard from outside? What’s your name?” Durken asked.
Cheerfully, the rat’s voice, thin and squeaky thanks to the rat’s vocal cords, said, “Yes, that’s me. My name is Lidaluo, an introductory Potion Wizard. It’s such an honor to meet you. Is this the legendary Gold-making Suit you’re wearing?”
“Oh? You know about the Gold-making Suit? Where did you learn about it?” Durken asked in surprise.
“It’s recorded in the Undead Holy Fire,” Lidaluo replied.
Durken nodded. It must be a record put in the Undead Holy Fire by His Majesty. He laughed and replied, “It’s just a knock-off. Only the Gold-touch Stick is somewhat effective. The hat and the cloak are just for show.”
Since the Gold-Making Set is recorded in the Undead Holy Fire, people of this world must know about its effects. If they knew the real deal was here, they’d go crazy.
“Oh, a knock-off…” Lidaluo’s voice was clearly disappointed. But he immediately cheered up again, “Then could you show me some of the medium-level potions you mentioned earlier, the Holy Essence Liquid and the Insect Ash Liquids? And the high-grade Solidified Divine Cup, Resurrection Potion, and the Transmutation Potion. What are they like?”
Durken looked at him oddly and asked, “So, you’re asking me for guidance? Have you paid your tuition?”
This Lidaluo was extremely presumptuous. Eavesdropping on Durken was already quite audacious. Durken hadn’t been on guard before, but now he was more cautious. There definitely weren’t any other rats or small animals around.
From now on, Durken had to be more wary of these inexplicable small animals. There are people in this world who can project their consciousness onto small animals? That’s really extraordinary.
A certain level of Soul Strength is required to carry consciousness. Small animals simply couldn’t do it. For instance, projecting consciousness onto a rat would be like squeezing a cow into a bottle. You’d only end up breaking the bottle.
Since the rat hadn’t exploded, it must have used some special method. Durken was only patient because he wanted to find out what method was used. However, this Lidaluo’s unusual eagerness to ‘learn’ has left Durken both amused and annoyed.
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