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Ani laughed, yes, he didn't even have the magic string anymore, he could only use level 0 magic, and could barely release a level one magic. No matter how rich his knowledge was, he could only make some simple alchemy props. WWw. QuanBen-XiaoShuo. COm
"Salin, I'm sorry for putting you in danger." Aini said this to Salin when no one was around.
"Aini, it's already like this. Let's think about how to survive first. Why don't we test whether your alchemy is stronger or my magic potion is better." Salin provoked in good faith. As expected, Aini is still a teenager at heart. , was immediately aroused, and his worries about the black magician faded away.
"Okay, but you have to have some luck." Aini's eyes were fixed on Salin's bag.
"Xika, don't move things. It's very dangerous here." Salin saw Xika picking up a metal ball and seemed to want to throw it, so he quickly stopped him. He was glad in his heart that he did not bring Nailisi to the laboratory, otherwise he would not have the energy to make magic potions.
"Then what should I do?" Sika was very bored. Her clear eyes were a little tired. It seemed that she was following Salin and not doing anything to help him.
"I want to compete with Aini, you help me, and you will do whatever I ask you to do later."
"Okay!" Sika narrowed her eyes and smiled.
"Ani, although it is said that magicians should not gamble, you are also a magician, and we are just competing. What do you want to win?"
Aini really wanted that bracelet back, but unfortunately he didn't have anything of equal value on hand. He blinked and said, "Do you have a black hair crystal?"
Black hair crystal is a type of crystal that can improve the magician's control. At the same time, this is also a must-have for the Necromancer. The black-haired crystal can store undead magic. There is no such crystal among the gems Aini obtained.
Salin laughed. Aini was a good friend and would not make any outrageous suggestions. He nodded and said: "Whether you win or lose, I will give you a piece of black hair crystal. I want to know the criteria for winning or losing."
"Quantity. We can't make high-end props or medicines to kill the black puppet. The best way is to use arrows made by alchemy. If you add a magic potion to this arrow, you can basically kill the black puppet instantly. I refine it For one arrow, you have to prepare 5 grams of magic flame potion. If I lose, I will agree to your request."
Salin laughed and said, "You will lose this time."
"Not necessarily." Aini raised his eyebrows, with an indescribable pride on his slightly sickly face.
Salin didn't think he would lose, because when he was in Ceylon City, he refined too many low-level magic potions, which took up almost all his free time. The magic flame potion is the basis of his wealth, and it is almost the magic potion with the highest success rate. Although it is not 100%, it is still no problem to reach 80%.
"Someone is coming, someone is coming!" Aini suddenly shouted. Soon there were soldiers outside the door who agreed. Aini opened the door and said to the soldiers: "Go and tell the Baron that I want to refine a large number of arrowheads. He will send you as many arrows as he wants."
When Baron Cook heard the news, he came over excitedly and ordered the soldiers to carry the arrows in the warehouse and deliver them to the magic laboratory. Saleen felt something was wrong. If he wanted to refine his magic flame potion, he would be able to produce at least 500 grams at a time. It could have been worth 100 arrows. But Aini's alchemy is obviously different. It actually uses ready-made arrows to modify it. In this case, if there is a fixed alchemy formation, Aini only needs to put in the materials. As long as the formation is large enough, he can make hundreds of such low-level equipment at one time.
The problem is that the props created by the formation are very fast, but my own magic potions require a little bit of preparation. If you make a slight mistake, the materials will be completely scrapped.
At this time, Aini took out a metal box from the backpack on his back, disassembled it, came to a metal table, and began to assemble it. It was as if the alchemy tools he brought had themselves been disassembled from the table.
be cheated…
Saleen was not familiar with alchemy, but he knew that no two formations could be put together to form a new formation, unless the two formations were originally one. This table was probably originally used to make alchemy arrows, but it didn't have the core components. The most surprising thing was that Aini actually carried the solidification formation for making alchemical arrowheads with him.
Aini embedded six magic cores in the grooves around the table and began to put materials into the formation. Saleen could only collect the materials for making the magic flame potion among the many magic materials, classify them, and weigh them.
He handed the selected materials to Sikka and only said one thing - turn them into powder.
The game between the two began. Aini held the magic core in his hand and activated the formation while restoring the elemental power in his body. His magic string was destroyed by the curse, but it could still absorb elemental power. It's just that the absorption speed of the apprentice level is too slow, and too little is stored in the body. He directly uses magic core to replenish it, which is undoubtedly a huge waste.
Hundreds of arrows floated in the formation, and countless golden rays of light shot out within the range controlled by the formation, carving out rough magic circles on the arrows.
These arrows are all standard weapons used by Emperor Qin Yin's army, and there will definitely be no problem with their quality. Holes were carved out for each arrow, and a simple flame pattern formed on the surface. In half an hour, more than a hundred arrowheads had been refined. Aini rested for less than a minute before continuing to refine the second batch of arrowheads.
Aini looked at Salin proudly. In the Qin Yin Empire, alchemists often did this kind of mass production work when they were recruited by the army. This rough alchemy product itself is made temporarily. If it is not used for a long time, the magic patterns will disappear. After all, Salin is not from the Qin Yin Empire and does not know these inside stories. No matter how high his magic potion level is, he can't beat his own speed.
"You lose." Saleen began to prepare the potion and put various powder materials into the crucible.
"It's impossible. You can make up to 500 grams at a time. I can refine 300 arrows in the same time, three times as fast as you." Aini said confidently. He has magic core to replenish the consumption of elemental power, so he almost doesn't need to rest.
Saleen smiled indifferently, raised the corners of his mouth, and said: "The number of arrows stored in this castle is limited. We have not set a time for the end of the competition. When you run out of ready-made arrows, I will surpass you."
"Ah?" Aini was disturbed and could hardly control the movement of the formation. He almost let the golden light shoot out. He was immediately in a hurry and said: "Salin, you are cheating!"
"You set the rules, how could I be cheating on you?" Salin continued to put in more materials with a smile, and patiently prepared the potion.
Aini didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but his hands didn't stop. This is not just a game, it is also related to the life and death of everyone in the castle. As long as there are enough arrows, the threat of the black magician is much smaller, and at least many soldiers can avoid direct combat with the black puppet. No one knows what the form of the black puppet is. If the number is too large and the physical combat is fierce, it will only take a few hours for the castle to fall.
After all, there are too few soldiers in the castle, and the number of black puppets can easily be counted in the tens of thousands.
Saleen also admired Aini a little. Although it was relatively easy to use the solidification formation to refine rough alchemy equipment, long-term refining also required strong mental power to control it. If you calculate carefully, Aini's mental power may be greater than his own. He is indeed a genius magician. If he hadn't been cursed, he would probably be only one step away from being a great magician.
The sky was gradually getting brighter, and neither Aini nor Salin had a rest. The craftsmen in the castle were also busy. Some craftsmen installed the refined arrows on the arrow shafts. They were all familiar with this and it was very easy. Another group of craftsmen dismantled the arrows that had been made. This was very difficult and no materials could be lost.
The disassembled arrowheads were sent to the magic laboratory to be refined into alchemical arrowheads for Aini and then reinstalled.
Everyone was busy silently, and the news of the black magician's appearance was like a huge stone, pressing on everyone's heart. If everyone knew that the black magician with a double-headed eagle appeared this time, I am afraid that even the courage to resist would disappear.
In the distance of the castle, a large number of strange figures appeared in the morning light. These figures moved stiffly and jumped towards the castle. They were the scarecrows commonly seen in the fields of the Principality of Phoenix.
Many scarecrows have grown facial features, arms and legs, but their movements are still inconvenient.
Tens of thousands of scarecrows gathered towards the castle, and the scene was extremely weird. Many of the scarecrows' faces were covered in blood, and it looked like the killings had already begun.
Behind the scarecrow army were more than a hundred tall war horses. The war horses followed slowly behind the scarecrow, and none of the knights on the horses made a sound.
These knights could not make a sound. There were no heads on their necks, and the severed necks were filled with black air. The tall black war horses were covered in rusty iron armor, with heads hanging next to the saddles.
The heads hanging next to the saddle all looked ferocious, with expressions of extreme pain. The eyes of some heads were even moving, observing the surrounding scenery.
This is the legendary Headless Horseman, who possesses huge destructive power. The Headless Horseman is controlled by black magic, and his head and body become two opposite entities. Unless the black magician lets them go, the Headless Horseman will live in pain and killing forever.
Only by destroying the enemy will the pain on the head be alleviated. For the Headless Horseman, they have no choice.
On the other side of the saddle, hung the weapons of the Headless Horseman. Hammer, chainga, half-moon battle axe, heavy sword...
All the weapons were stained by black magic, with black and purple blood clots on them. When these weapons collided with the armor of the war horses, a faint howling sound came from the weapons. It is a soul imprisoned by black magic. Only by continuously absorbing blood can these souls gain short-term peace.