Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 455

Chapter 453 Abyssal Werewolf Transformation Potion

Chapter 453 Abyss Werewolf Transformation Potion
Locke’s gaze immediately locked on the old wizard and exchanged glances with Alicia, who nodded in confirmation before leaving the front desk and heading for the coffee table provided on the second floor of the Quetzalcoatl Ancient Pavilion.

Locke and Alicia walked up, and the strange old wizard also sat down, fidgeting uncomfortably. When he saw Locke and Alicia sitting down, he immediately said, “I’ve placed the things you want in a magic box jointly made by the School of Protection and the Alchemist. If I die, or am attacked and take damage, the magic box will immediately activate dimensional exile.”

“You will gain nothing.”

“Besides, I have already made special adjustments to my memory before coming here. As long as I want, I can completely forget all the knowledge related to archaeology at any time.”

The old black wizard looked as if he was saying, “If you dare to take action, we will all be doomed.”

Locke glanced at the old black wizard and ignored his harsh words. Instead, he used the free coffee and coffee cup on the table to cold-brew himself a cup of wizard coffee and took a sip. He thought that it was worthy of the wealthy Quetzalcoatl Pavilion. The quality of this wizard coffee was very good, so he just processed it casually, and it was fragrant and the toxicity of the potion in his body was reduced a little.

I guess these coffees are not cheap.

The old black wizard felt a little relieved when he saw that Locke was not angry after hearing this, but took a sip of coffee leisurely.

His tone softened. “As expected of a Beholder Wizard, you truly possess an extraordinary bearing. Beholder Wizard, I’ve heard of you.”

“I came to you to make a deal.”

Locke raised his brow. “I know.”

Unexpectedly, my reputation has spread a little bit, and some interested people can notice me with a little investigation and attention.

A man’s reputation is like the shadow of a tree. It is not a bad thing for oneself if one’s reputation spreads.

The old black wizard said: “I am an archaeologist and a professor of archaeology.”

The old wizard proudly declared, revealing a face covered in scars beneath his hood. Those scars betrayed the power of a vicious curse that would forever mark his face and could not be undone.

Locke glanced at his face and said, “Do you want me to help you remove the black magic that’s been cast on your face?”

The old black wizard grinned. “Of course it’s not that simple. I left this black magic here on purpose.”

“There’s a special reason.”

“I need you to prepare a bottle of Abyssal Werewolf Transformation Potion. Here’s the contract. Sign this contract and I’ll provide the ingredients and formula. How’s that? But do you have the ability to prepare the Abyssal Werewolf Potion?”

Locke didn’t shy away from the question and said calmly, “If you don’t show me the formula, how can I know if I can do it?”

“I am indeed best at Abyssal Studies, and I can use Primordial Fire.”

The old black wizard said, “I’ve consulted many potion masters, but none of them can prepare the Abyss Werewolf Transformation Potion. However, I need to transform myself into an Abyss Werewolf so that I can have hope of advancing to the second ring.”

“Then let’s do this.”

The old black wizard took out a list of recipes and handed it to Locke.

Locke raised his eyebrows. “You’re so generous? Just show me the recipe?”

The old dark wizard grinned. “If you can’t make it, showing it to you will only cause you more trouble. If you can make it, you will definitely need the archaeology heritage I have.”

“I know you’ve been trying to find the archaeological heritage for over a year, but you know it’s impossible for you to find it.”

Alicia asked in confusion, “Why? We in the Six Towers have collaborated with many archaeologists and even provide them with some areas for research.”

The old dark wizard nodded. “If it weren’t for this, I wouldn’t have dared come here alone to negotiate a deal with you. However, the inheritance related to archaeology is strictly protected by the Dark Wizards Alliance. It’s okay for an apprentice-level inheritance, but a first-ring inheritance would be difficult for you to obtain.”

“Unless absolutely necessary, no dark wizard will come to trade with you. I am the only one who truly needs the Abyss Werewolf Transformation Potion. Therefore, I am your only viable trading target. I have been observing you for a year. Miss Alicia, a year is a long time, but don’t worry. If you miss this opportunity with me, you can still wait another hundred years.”

The old dark wizard smiled gleefully and said, “You won’t gain anything at all.”

Alicia was a little irritated by his attitude. “You!”

Locke used his eyes to calm Alicia. “Don’t exaggerate. Let’s get back to the subject of this transaction.”

Locke did not touch the other party’s formula. Who knows what the dark wizard would leave on his own formula? It would be better for him to minimize contact with it.

Prevent the other party from taking advantage of the opportunity to cast a curse on you.

Locke glanced at the recipe and frowned. No wonder the other party couldn’t find anyone to make it for him, because the difficulty of this recipe was almost the most difficult potion in the first ring, even more difficult than the Sun Potion.

Half a year ago, I might not have been able to prepare it.

However, during the year of the first round of trials at the Quetzalcoatl Ancient Pavilion’s ladder, Locke had greatly improved his skills through continuous learning and discussions with Alicia. Therefore, if he were allowed to use the Primordial Fire, he would be able to refine this potion himself.

“I can prepare it.” Locke said simply.

A flash of ecstasy flashed across the old black wizard’s eyes. “Really?”

“So many experienced potion masters, and none of them can do it. Do you have a solution?”

Locke nodded. “I happen to be able to use Primordial Fire and excel in Abyssal Alchemy. Abyssal Alchemy is a niche field, and not many potion masters study it.”

The old dark wizard couldn’t suppress a smile. “Well, I have two sets of ingredients in my astral ring. If you can prepare them, then we can refine them in the potion room of this ancient Quetzalcoatl Pavilion.”

“As long as you help me successfully prepare it, I will give you my Sorcerer King’s Grimoire.”

“This is your territory, you don’t have to worry about me going back on my word.”

Locke thought for a moment. Since the credibility of the dark wizards was so poor, he shook his head and said, “That won’t work. First, you take out the so-called magic box, and then we will sign a contract certified by the Eye of Truth.”

“Anyway, that magic box has a sealing magic, so you don’t have to worry about me changing my mind.”

The old black wizard thought for a moment and said, “That’s fine. You sign the contract first. I’ll take it out later.”

Locke checked the contract and confirmed that there was no problem, then he and the old wizard signed his name together.

After signing the contract, the shadow of the Eye of Truth descended here. It was a supreme eye, extremely huge, with countless complex geometric patterns making up the details of the Eye of Truth.

Locke took a look at the eye. At first glance, it was an eye, but when he looked closely, it looked like a door. When he looked even more carefully, he found that the Eye of Truth had turned into the shape of a sun.

This shows that the Eye of Truth has the characteristic of being unable to look directly at or see. It is wrong if you look at it, it is wrong if you think about it, it is wrong if you get close to it, and it is wrong if you explore it.

This is one of the greatest magics in the world – the Eye of Truth.

At this time, the Eye of Truth looked here, and the contract on the coffee table flashed with a magical light, indicating that the contract was established. The Eye of Truth recognized this contract and believed that its rights and obligations were relatively equivalent, and it was not an invalid contract.

A majestic, cold, and emotionless voice reached Locke and the old wizard’s ears, like a supreme judge passing judgment. “In the name of the Supreme Truth, we declare—this contract is established!”

“Those who break their promises will be rejected by the truth.”

After signing the contract, Locke could see with his own eyes that the old black wizard had relaxed a lot, and he muttered to himself, “The white wizards are really easy to talk to. After signing a contract, they can also get the protection of the Eye of Truth.”

(End of this chapter)