Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 1031

Chapter 1020 Representative species of lunar rings and pattern species of solar rings; the difference between lunar rings and star rings.

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On the magic carriage, a girl with black and white twin ponytails observed this magical plant.

“The wizard who created this magical plant was probably just doing it casually, but it represents a problem and conflict that you low-ring wizards cannot understand.”

Locke guessed the other party’s identity in his heart, but since the other party did not tell him her true identity, he certainly did not need to address her with respect.

He also did not need to worry about sitting in front of her and being face to face with her in any way that would be impolite.

Locke asked with considerable curiosity, “May I ask this witch, what is the problem?”

The witch smiled and then said, “Have you heard of the representative species?”

Locke shook his head in confusion.

The witch said, “When a Moon Ring-level breeder cultivates an extremely powerful magical plant, it’s possible for it to challenge the original ‘Representative Species.’ Class, genus, and species are three methods of classifying magical plants. For example, within the Rose category, there are the Pear, Rose, and Apple genera, etc., and within the Rose genus, there are specific Rose Species magical plants.” “

And the top one hundred most powerful Rose Species magical plants in the Rose genus are the representative species of that genus.

Similarly, other genera follow this pattern.”

The mysterious young witch continued, “And above all of these are the Model Species. That’s the level of a Sun Ring-level breeder. A Model Species is one whose existence is solely due to the genus. It defines and distinguishes the boundaries and framework of the genus. In principle, a Moon Ring-level breeder can only cultivate one Model Species through their ultimate magic.” “

Therefore, the Model Species is also called the Unique Species.”

“That’s something only a Sun Ring-level breeder can do.”

“Of course, even if this Sun Ring Wizard wanted to cultivate more model species, he would probably have to stop because he incurred public wrath,”

Locke realized. “So, this Demon Dragon Rose has the potential to challenge the representative species?”

The mysterious young witch smiled and said, “The wizard who created it probably didn’t expect this magical plant to be so domineering. If it continues to develop and becomes a Moon Ring-level magical plant, it may become one of the top 100 magical plants in the Rose genus and become a representative species. Once it becomes a representative species, the position of this magical plant in the root realm will undergo a special change, and it will become exceptionally powerful.”

“It can even change the position of some Rose-type magical plants in their botanical root zone.”

Locke nodded, truly enlightened; so that’s how it is.

Locke suddenly realized that every Sun Ring-level breeder is extremely important, because their research direction might conflict with existing model species.

And since model species are related to ultimate magic, it means that model species are likely related to the Sun Ring wizard’s general level.

Therefore, choosing a future direction for cultivating magical plants is actually related to whether one can successfully become a Sun Ring wizard.

In comparison, although Moon Ring wizards have the ability to cultivate representative species, since there can be up to a hundred representative species within a genus, the competition shouldn’t be as fierce.

The witch returned the Dragon Rose to Locke, saying, “It’s a pity that although this magical plant has potential and is powerful enough, with your level, it’s impossible to elevate it to the Moon Ring level as a representative species. Therefore, I can only say it’s a pity.” “

You and I are strangers, and I’m not going to help you.”

Locke had expected this, and he nodded slightly.

“Equivalent exchange, that’s how it should be. I shouldn’t accept something for nothing, so naturally I can’t expect your help.”

The witch raised an eyebrow, surprised. “You don’t even use honorifics with me?”

Locke asked, “Are you a high-ring wizard?”

The witch smiled and continued, “Of course not. I’m just like you, someone who wants to attend the March Conference. We still have a day left, and with nothing else to do on the journey, I can discuss matters related to breeding with you. Anyway, I’m free, so let me give you some pointers.”

Locke hesitated for a moment, then readily agreed to discuss with the mysterious witch.

Locke took the magical plant from her hand, and then he seemed to sense the witch’s deliberate or unintentional probing.

Her level of breeding knowledge was extremely profound, as vast as the ocean. She questioned him from several aspects, from the five basic breeding methods to the spirit cultivation method, from magical plant classification to magical plant physiology, from energy-locking structures to the components of natural magical structures.

However, she never asked him anything related to botanical spell models.

As the mysterious witch probed deeper into the subject, Locke’s replies became increasingly brief, and he spent more and more time contemplating.

Locke was relieved that the other party hadn’t asked him about botanical spell models, otherwise he would have been stumped.

Spell models were definitely his weak point; even with the help of the rangers from the three worlds, his skill level was still limited.

This black-and-white twin-tailed witch seemed to be using a special questioning method, progressing from simple to complex. Each question allowed him to clarify things he hadn’t understood before, so Locke had no objection to her method; in fact, it was a rare opportunity.

The witch suddenly spoke up, asking, “Wizard Locke, I’ve observed that you’ve done extensive research on the cultivation of magical plants in the Pineapple and Lygodium genera. Which magical plant do you intend to develop in the future? You can’t possibly cultivate two, can you? That would be too greedy. Although you possess two extremely powerful spells, if you choose to cultivate two different types of magical plants, you’ll incur the envy of many wizards.”

“If possible, you should choose the Lygodium genera,”

Locke said. “Why is that?”

The witch smiled, “Currently, there are only 40 magical plants within the Lygodium genera. No, if you include the Second Ring Lygodium, the Tyrant Lygodium, and the Tree Fern Lygodium you created, that makes a total of 43. With fewer species, the field is less complex, and you’ll encounter fewer obstacles. If you want to become a Sun Ring Wizard, the time you need to accelerate your cultivation progress in the laboratory should be shorter.”

“That would be much simpler,”

the witch asked again. “Then here’s the question: do you know what the most suitable spiritual energy and mystical meaning are for the standard Lygodium you possess?”

Locke swallowed hard.

The mysterious witch chuckled, “Should we reconsider, or perhaps skip this question? I’d like to ask you about something else.”

“I think Mr. Augustine is a genius breeder; answering a few of my questions shouldn’t be a problem. He can’t be unworthy of his reputation,”

Locke said, already feeling somewhat weary. Just as he was about to speak, the carriage suddenly stopped.

At this moment, the official wizard driving the magic carriage, for his own safety, had used a special secret technique to isolate himself from sound, rendering himself unable to hear anything. Otherwise, the very content Locke was exchanging with the witch would have been enough to exhaust all his magical pressure, leaving him unable to understand and ultimately dying from exhaustion.

The wizard said to Locke, “My lords, there’s a village ahead, and two paths fork in the road. One path leads to the left, and the other to the right. Both paths lead to our destination, but the left path will be half a day faster. My earth demon beast smells a very faint scent of blood in the distance along the left path, while there’s no smell at all along the right path. Which path should we take, my lords?”

At this moment, the earth demon beast, which resembled both a bull and a crocodile, raised its head and let out a sound similar to “moo.” Locke glanced at the witch and then said, “Take the left path.”

The formal wizard hesitated for a moment, but considering the thousand magic stones Locke had given him—equivalent to a month and a half’s salary—he gritted his teeth and prepared to head towards the path where the earth demon beast had already smelled blood.

This ordinary formal wizard tore apart the enchantment scroll in his hand, and in an instant, a [Lightning Aura] was enchanted onto the earth demon beast.

The earth demon beast roared angrily.

Centered on it, three concentric rings of lightning appeared.

It was an enchanted scroll of a summoning spell model.

The earth demon was wrapped in lightning, which resembled armor and even coiled around the magical carriage. After this interruption, Locke seized the opportunity to close his eyes and meditate to recover his depleted spiritual energy. After all, answering the questions earlier involved a considerable amount of knowledge in spiritual energy cultivation, which required spiritual energy.

About half an hour later, as the earth demon pulled the carriage forward, the witch with black and white twin ponytails suddenly spoke to Locke again: “Witch Augustine, I would like to continue discussing breeding with you. I have a few more questions that I’ve been pondering for half an hour and just wanted to ask you.” Locke

was quite speechless.

If he hadn’t recognized that the person sitting opposite him was a high-ring witch, he would have wanted to ask, “Where do you get so many questions from!”

However, answering her questions would allow him to fill in any gaps in his knowledge.

Seeing that Locke didn’t speak, the mysterious witch, whose identity was unknown, took it as his tacit agreement and immediately launched into a bombshell.

“Locke, I ask you, what do you think are the three most important things needed to bridge the enormous gap between a Star Ring Wizard and a Moon Ring Wizard?”

Locke was completely dumbfounded.

He hadn’t expected that the first question after half an hour of silence would be so crucial.

Locke reacted quickly, refusing to answer.

“This isn’t about breeding anymore. I refuse to answer,”

the witch said dismissively. “You’re right.”

“You wrote an article about two weeks ago and submitted it to a journal along the Tianjiang coast, a second-tier journal. It involved research on something called Water-Attracting Spirit Breath. The mystery of the wetland corn turns out to have such a simple answer.” “

However, I have a very interesting magical plant in my hand. It’s a dryland rose, but I found it underwater in a colony plane.”

Locke saw that the witch was holding a purplish-red dryland rose. It was a Star Ring magical plant with a well-developed root system, leaves covered with fine, dense bristles, and rose blossoms that were vibrant yet exquisite.

The mysterious witch smiled at Locke and said, “Touch it.”

Locke hesitated for a moment, then reached out and touched the purplish-red blossoms of the Louise Dryland Rose. In that instant, he seemed to see a dark-skinned beauty in the golden desert, carrying this rose, walking slowly but powerfully.

It was a beauty weathered by time.

The mysterious witch said, “This is one of the most beautiful plants in the world, named the Louise Dryland Rose. I named it and was its first researcher. Back then, only one person discovered its existence earlier than me and conducted systematic research on it. Together, we identified five key plant factors that allow the Louise Dryland Rose to grow in the driest places. The most crucial plant factor is the plant essence, a complete set of plant essences, because a single plant factor cannot cope with drought.”

“Nature is truly the greatest and most wondrous breeder in the world. No, to call Nature a breeder would be biased and an insult to it. The magical plants we painstakingly cultivate are so ordinary under the great power of nature. The Dryland Rose’s plant essence allows it to regrow even in extreme drought, when all its main branches have died, as long as there is a single lateral bud. Its ability to propagate is nothing short of miraculous.”

The mysterious witch said, “However, in my understanding, this magical plant should only grow in arid deserts, but it grows in river water. This magical plant carries a mystical meaning—a beauty born of hardship. It possesses an unyielding magic. Perhaps you can discover it.”

“And I was just about to study why this magical plant can grow upside down in water. However, after reading your article, I think—you might be more suitable to study it than I am. Aren’t you curious? Is this magical plant’s ability to grow in water the same as that of the wetland corn?”

Locke, who hadn’t been particularly concerned at first, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

According to the witch’s implication, this meant that this magical plant might contain the same water-attracting spiritual energy as the wetland corn.

However, the wetland corn was only a low-level magical plant, while this Louise Dryland Rose was a magical plant that inherently possessed a mystical meaning. Having a mystical meaning usually means that either its verdant spiritual energy flows along a special trajectory, or that it possesses a special spiritual energy.

When the witch introduced this magical plant to him, Locke had already secretly used the water gourd system to investigate its background. He discovered that the verdant spiritual energy of this magical plant seemed to have a different natural flow, which was why it inherently possessed a mystical meaning.

Locke was indeed very interested in the magical plant, so he tentatively asked, “So, do you want me to buy this magical plant?”

The mysterious witch chuckled, covering her mouth, and said, “You child, what are you thinking? Do you think I would give it to you? I don’t have any special purpose for you. Why would I give you this magical plant?

But then again, this magical plant is indeed very good research material for you. So, I can offer twenty million magic stones; you can buy it.”

Locke shook his head.

“This—is too expensive.”

The witch looked at him in surprise.

“You think 20 million magic stones is too expensive? Aren’t you the administrative head of Silver Peach Garden? After being in charge for so long, haven’t you embezzled any magic stones yourself?”

Locke said, “Madam, you’re joking. As the head of Silver Peach Garden, I should set an example.

“

The witch said, “I didn’t expect you to think 20 million magic stones is expensive. Although the standard price for a Star Ring Magic Plant is 5 million magic stones, this plant has an innate mystical meaning, so with the premium, it’s about that price. But ultimately, as the Red Dragon Witch’s beloved disciple, you actually think 20 million magic stones is too much. Katya, this person is really harsh and cruel to her students, it’s disheartening.”

Locke glanced at the witch.

“Madam, if you dare to insult my teacher in front of me again, I’ll have to decline.

Please don’t ride in the same magic carriage as me.”

The witch with black and white twin ponytails curled her lips. She looked out the carriage window; they were passing through a town in the mortal world.

“I understand. Mr. Augustine, so how much can you offer?”

Locke coughed. “Can I buy it on credit?”

The witch thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

Locke said, “Ten million magic stones.”

The atmosphere inside the magic carriage seemed to freeze, and the temperature even dropped slightly.

The black and white twin-tailed witch’s pupils suddenly flashed with anger.

“Ten million? You—”

She suddenly thought of something, shook her head slightly, tossed her hair, and then suppressed her anger, saying, “Fine. But you have to pay me back next month. Just transfer the money to my account from the Fairy Family Bank. This Louise Dryland Rose is yours.”

The girl seemed to have thought of something and was quite gloating.

Locke could feel her undisguised emotions, but after taking the magical plant, he examined it repeatedly and found no problems.

So, the problem was probably not with the magical plant itself, but with the fact that it had fallen into his hands.

But why was that?

The witch seemed quite displeased that the Dryland Rose had been sold too cheaply, so she spoke to Locke again, “Alright, I want to continue asking you questions about breeding. Of course, you have the right to stop at any time. Mr. Augustine, you seem to have reached your limit, can you continue?”

Locke placed the Dryland Rose into a magic box specifically used to seal magical plants, then tossed it into his Astral Ring, and smiled, “Of course.”

Although he had reached his limit.

Answering each question from this mysterious witch required him to mobilize all his knowledge and turn all his thoughts, his spiritual awareness almost exhausted, but answering each question did bring him some gains, and her questioning style allowed him to fill in any gaps in his knowledge.

If it weren’t for her playful attitude and clearly sinister intentions, this could even be considered a considerable opportunity.

Time passed slowly, and Locke was sweating profusely from answering.

The witch sized up Locke.

His courage was commendable. “The idea is not bad, but what’s with the foundation? It’s riddled with holes, full of flaws.”

Is this how Catherine teaches her students? She seems less capable than me. “

Let’s make things difficult for this kid a little longer. Even disregarding its special properties, I practically sold this Dryland Rose to him for free. Ten million magic stones—he really has the nerve. If it weren’t for his poverty and my other motives, I would never have sold him something so precious for such a low price. But it is indeed the cheapest thing I have.” “

A miscalculation. I should have spent some magic stones first to buy a Moon Ring Breeder’s fortune—

hmm? “

The mysterious witch looked out the window at the forest.

“Locke, I have another question for you—”

At the same time, Locke and the mysterious witch’s magic carriage passed through a forest path.

As soon as they left the forest, the trees suddenly stood up from the ground. These were peculiar beasts covered in bark, along with some undead magical plants. It turned out to be the same necromancer, the Star Ring Wizard—the Withered Vine Ancestor—who had been killed by Appian using the powerful magic of the Golden City. Withered

Vine Ancestor, leading his army of undead plants, addressed a bear-skeleton king wizard—who was possibly a bear-man in life, with a broad frame and clad in fur—saying, “Skeleton King, you actually want to back out halfway? Right now, we have so many people, plus a large number of undead converted from the White Ice Tower, and these wild wizards and wizards from the junior wizard academy who have volunteered to dedicate themselves to necromancy. With them all here, you’re actually afraid of a mere Star Ring Wizard!”

The bear-skeleton king’s pupils twitched.

“If we die once, we will fall into the Yellow Springs Wheel, and we will no longer be independent spirits.”

“Moreover, there were two unexpected incidents during this halfway attack. Originally, a Star Ring Witch from the former Golden Crown Mountain who was supposed to assist us did not show up for some reason. These people from the Cloud Marsh Wetlands already knew each other. Secondly, for some reason, they did not choose the path where we had originally set up the spirit communication array for them.”

“Instead, we chose this route, deliberately creating a bloodbath ahead of us. The demonic beasts pulling the cart have very sensitive noses; they should be able to smell blood. This road passes by several junior academies, which could cause accidents, something we originally wanted to avoid. Besides, we weren’t prepared at all on this route,” said the Bear

Skeleton King. “I think we should retreat. Although the undead are immortal, we’ve already died once. Do you know that suffocating feeling of each death? I absolutely don’t want to experience it again.

Moreover, before, when we died, our subordinates could summon us back with a necromancy array. But now?” “

The Yellow Springs Heavenly Wheel has been deployed, severing the natural cycle of life and death in the entire Wizarding Land. There is no longer a cycle of life and death here; life and death are now completely separated.”

The Bear Skeleton King held up a skull flag in his hand.

“Locke Augustine is merely a wizarding genius whom the Dragon Lich Lord ordered us to kill. That’s all; he’s nothing special. Moreover, his magic pressure is less than 21,000; he’s far inferior to many wizards from other regions. Since the conditions aren’t sufficient, I see no reason for me to intervene.”

“Withered Vine Ancestor, you’d better watch yourself.”

Withered Vine Ancestor, currently controlling the body of a second-circle wizard, narrowed his eyes.

“Coward.”

At this moment, the Bear Skeleton King waved his skull banner, which emitted a gust of cold wind. Instantly, half the undead in the forest were drawn into the banner—massive bear-man undead, the native inhabitants of the forests along the Tianjiang River.

The Bear Skeleton King glanced at Withered Vine Ancestor, then waved his magical weapon again. Two blue flames emerged from the eyes of the skull pattern on the banner, and then two blue flames flew out, landing on a lifeless pile of withered trees.

“This is a grand ritual for the undead that the Pale Pilgrimage has researched over the last thousand years. We have to thank the Black Sun Tower for being corrupted by us during the Dark Ages, which granted us this power. Don’t say I didn’t help you. With this grand ritual, the power of all the undead here will be enhanced.” “

See the white flames burning on that withered tree? The way that firelight is released will constantly strengthen your power.”

The Bear Skeleton King carried his banner and left.

The Withered Vine Ancestor and the other undead felt the flickering flames of this grand ritual. Even though it was just a form, a fragment, an afterimage of the real grand ritual, the flickering flames still gave those eternally thirsty undead a moment of satisfaction.

The Withered Vine Ancestor laughed heartily.

“Locke Augustine, you and Appian are the enemies who killed me once. This time, I’ll seek revenge and, incidentally, tell you to stop getting in my way by personally interfering in the wizarding war at the White Ice Tower!” The

withered vine ancestor chanted an incantation, and in an instant, his entire body was wrapped in vines. Simultaneously, a Yellow Spring Heavenly Wheel opened behind him, from which countless vines of death plants emerged and coiled around him, temporarily restoring his strength to the Star Ring level—his

peak strength in his previous life.

At this moment, the magic carriage had just reached the edge of the forest when the Earth Demon suddenly became terrified and refused to move forward. No matter how the official wizard driving it used summoning magic, he couldn’t make the Earth Demon advance even an inch. The Earth Demon let out mournful cries to the music of his beast-taming zither, cries that even drowned out the music itself.

The official wizard stood up and dispelled the magic that sealed the Earth Demon’s hearing.

“What’s going on?”

“Little Di, the Earth Demon Beast, what’s wrong?”

Meanwhile, not far from the forest, in a mortal village, Ramses, a Star Ring Wizard of the Mamluk Rift, was bandaging the leg wound of a pet rabbit belonging to a mortal girl. He put the rabbit down and looked towards the direction from which the Earth Demon Beast’s mournful cry had come.

“Such a pitiful cry. Who is harming our friendly human friends again?”

Ramses, as the Summoner of the Mamluk Rift, the strongest young Star Ring Wizard from this organization, narrowed his eyes, clearly displeased.

“How much longer will this world continue to torment these poor creatures?”

A fluffy kitten perched on his shoulder.

At the edge of the forest, countless withered, shriveled, grayish-white undead vines, like burrowing worms, attacked from afar, instantly blasting the earth demon beast and the wizard driving the magic carriage away. If Locke hadn’t casually used a spell of Mystery to protect them, they would likely have died on the spot.

A miasma mixed with undead power permeated the forest,

gradually obscuring visibility.

Countless undead vines attacked the carriage.

Locke had originally intended to wait for the mysterious witch to intervene, so he could confirm her identity.

For the past half-day, under the witch’s questioning, he had used all his knowledge to answer every question; if this continued, he would soon be unable to answer the next.

Interestingly, the timing of these undead attacks was perfect, interrupting his conversation with the witch once again.

However, Locke saw that the witch was resting her chin on her right hand, seemingly having no intention of intervening, even though the necromancers’ attacks included her.

So, Locke had no choice but to intervene, gathering his Mysterious Power to strike the attacking vine undead.

Locke stepped out of the magic carriage and immediately locked onto the Withered Vine Ancestor, the numerous undead from the White Ice Tower present, and the tree spirits conjured by the Withered Vine Ancestor using necromancy.

In total, there were over a hundred first-ring level undead gathered here.

The most dangerous were the Withered Vine Ancestor, who had risen to the Star Ring level, and the five second-ring Grand Wizard undead from the White Ice Tower.

These five second-ring Grand Wizard undead were old friends; weren’t they the same undead he had captured in the Special Water Prison Laboratory of the Tide Grand Wizard Tower?

Ah, I see.

Locke realized that killing them was equivalent to sending them back to the Yellow Springs Wheel.

Locke fell into deep thought, because wasn’t this Yellow Springs Wheel a little too powerful?

Facing the furious glares of so many flickering, lifeless spirits,

Locke smiled, his hands behind his back.

The body now occupied by the withered vine was completely entangled in withered tendrils; only his two scarlet eyes peeked out from among them.

“Locke Augustine, all the wizards you offended and killed have returned for you. Are you afraid to see our spirits?”

“Have you repented?”

“Are you regretting now that you provoked so many enemies?”

Locke’s expression was strange as he held the Myster Power Spell Axe, which emitted a strong emerald green magical glow. He then said, “I was wondering who dared to attack me. I deliberately avoided you all once, yet you still came. Turns out, it’s just a bunch of defeated wretches huddling together for warmth. You’ve got the road to heaven but you refuse to take it, so you’ve chosen the gate to hell yourselves.”

“I’m in a hurry today. So, I’ll kill you all a little faster.”

The withered vine ancestor suddenly revealed a fierce look.

“Even now, you still dare to act so aggressively. We’re going to kill everyone connected to you. That little witch in the magic carriage, we’ll kill her too, and turn her corpse into an undead to attack you. Hahaha—”

“Men, go and kill that woman in the magic carriage first. Although I don’t know what your relationship is, I suppose she’s either a friend, a lover, or perhaps your daughter. Hahaha—”

Locke’s expression was strange.

Inside the magic carriage, the witch, who had been watching the spectacle with her chin propped up, paused, momentarily stunned. She had intended to watch the show, not clean up the mess Locke was making; it wasn’t her concern. But amidst the undead’s foul language, a flicker of anger crossed her face.

She muttered, “Ignorant fool. No wonder he became an undead, and moreover, he’s been killed more than once.”

“Truly utterly stupid.”

At that moment, the five second-ring wizards from the white ice tower, their ice towers atop their heads, charged towards the magic carriage. Locke hesitated for a moment, then decided he couldn’t ignore it; after all, the one inside was undoubtedly a high-ring witch.

He had to maintain appearances.

Locke manipulated the power of the Mysteries, about to turn and block them, but then the Withered Vine Ancestor appeared before him.

The Withered Vine Ancestor said, “Your opponent is me. Your little lover is dead.”

“Hahaha—”

Locke glanced at him speechlessly, finally understanding how this guy had died.

Locke chanted a spell, and instantly three second-ring magical plants appeared in the sky: the Great Roaring Dragon Sparrow. Simultaneously, the three Great Roaring Dragon Sparrows dropped three magical plant seeds.

These were the second-ring versions of the Hercules Soybean.

A day earlier, he had completed the cultivation of the first-ring Hercules Soybean. Then, through grafting, he grafted the Hercules Soybean onto the original Hercules Soybean, transforming it back into a second-ring magical plant. He then used a synthesis cube to perform a synthesis.

Originally, the Hercules Soybean, even after reverting to a second-ring magical plant, wouldn’t possess the same effectiveness as its first-ring form. However, after comprehensively enhancing the plant’s traits using the synthesis cube, it essentially replicated its relative advantages from its first-ring stage.

After the synthesis was complete, Locke pretended to take the seeds from his Astral Ring, but actually from the synthesis cube. He then used the “Blooming and Falling Flowers” spell to rapidly wither the seeds, transforming them into three seeds.

Now, under Locke’s “Sowing Beans to Form Soldiers” magic, the three soybeans rapidly grew, becoming the second-ring Hercules Soybean.

These three mighty soybean plants were all incredibly thick and strong, like individual mighty warriors.

Locke looked at the withered vine ancestor and said, “Why do those five defeated opponents need my help?”

“I summoned super soybean mighty warriors using the ‘Scatter Beans to Form Soldiers’ technique, which is enough to deal with them.”

The withered vine ancestor turned his head in confusion, because he could only perceive that they were three second-ring magical plants. Logically speaking, they shouldn’t be able to deal with five second-ring liches.

Moreover, the second-ring liches of the white ice tower were not weak.

But at this moment, the five second-ring liches of the white ice tower, upon seeing this scene, were instantly filled with rage, their soul fires flickering in their eye sockets. Wasn’t Locke’s purpose in capturing them to use them as experimental subjects to cultivate this kind of thing?

The five second-ring liches immediately exchanged glances. Since each of them had been forced to fight this thing hundreds of times, they were very familiar with it.

So, after exchanging a glance, they immediately decided to combine their magic to destroy this monster in the shortest possible time.

At this moment, three Great Crying Dragon Sparrows dropped imaginary roots, which landed on the three Super Strong Soybeans, manipulating them before disappearing.

Five second-ring liches: three liches used Ice Spike Barrage to attack the three Strong Soybeans, one lich attacked the Great Crying Dragon Sparrows in the sky, and the other summoned a bone-white soul fire, which struck the ground. In an instant, the ground tens of thousands of meters above, along with the soil below, was frozen solid.

This was to use ice magic to freeze the spiritual energy and magic power of the three magical plants before them, so that they could attack the “weak and pitiful” little witch hiding in the carriage behind them.

Then, they could capture the witch and use her to threaten Locke; even if they couldn’t, they could use her to distract Locke or drive the wizard into madness.

The reason the withered vine ancestor ordered them to attack the witch was precisely this.

All the previous trash talk was just to confuse and lull Locke into a false sense of security.

The five liches combined to launch a flawless, continuous magical attack, but at that moment, the three second-ring Hercules soybeans, while frozen on the ground, shook their branches, causing the slight frost on

their leaves to evaporate completely. Immediately afterward, the continuous ice spikes that struck them mostly avoided the attacks due to the slight shaking and shifting of their branches. Even when they did hit, the second-ring Hercules soybeans would sever the branch themselves to avoid being hit.

The lich attacking the Great Roaring Dragon Sparrow quickly discovered that the three Great Roaring Dragon Sparrows were surrounded by powerful, special flames; a single ice spell clearly couldn’t bring down three such flying magical plants.

All five liches were momentarily stunned by Locke’s perfectly countered system.

Because they hadn’t expected that the magical plants, which weren’t like this six days ago, would be cultivated by Locke to such an extent that they could so effectively counter the magic of their White Ice Tower—to this extent.

The next moment.

Three second-ring Hercules soybean plants charged towards them, arriving in an instant.

Before the liches could react, they saw the three second-ring Hercules soybean plants pull out their pod knives, and then the special flames of the Great Roaring Dragon Sparrow actually spread along the imaginary roots to their pod knives, followed by three fierce and rapid slashes.

Crack!

A crack was directly cut into the skulls of the three liches, and their undead energy continuously emerged from the cracks in their skulls, sweeping upwards.

“Ah~”

The other two liches quickly retreated, and the three severely injured liches immediately used Frost Star of Ice, trying to force back the three magical plant warriors.

On the other side, the withered vine ancestor glanced over there.

“What’s going on? The wizards of the White Ice Tower are actually countered to this extent? Why is that?”

They’re all useless. They can only rely on themselves. The witch inside the magic

carriage glanced at Locke in surprise.

“With such weak basic knowledge, I initially thought you were riddled with flaws. I never expected you to be able to utilize breeding magic so effectively. Even I’m surprised.”

The witch tossed a grafting knife to Locke,

who caught it .

“This is—this grafting knife has a very special spiritual aura—a certain metal-elemental aura—so strong, I’ve never seen such a powerful metal-elemental aura before.” “

I’ve already obtained the wood and fire auras. The last missing elements of the Four Holy Blessings are water and metal. Now I seem to have encountered a metal-elemental aura suitable for me, this—”

the witch in the carriage said, “Locke, do me a small favor: kill that rude person forever.

“