In the dead of night.
"No — —!!!"
A young girl's scream suddenly sounded.
Soon after, in the room belonging to Angel in Kauper's manor, the hanging wind chime quietly lit up.
She dealt with the maid who heard the commotion and came to inquire.
The young girl wearing a pure white sleeveless nightgown had already sat up, her body weakly leaning against the headboard.
"Huff … Huff …"
Her slender fingers were inserted into her silk-like hair, and she could not help but try to take in deep breaths, trying to calm down the fear she had experienced in the nightmare.
At this moment.
The slender and elegant young girl who was already fourteen years old had a forehead full of cold sweat. Even the white nightgown on her body was soaked in sweat, sticking to her smooth skin.
After a while, Angel barely managed to calm her trembling heart. She tucked her messy long hair behind her ears and patted her face lightly.
"Teacher …"
Although she tried her best to control herself, she could not help but recall the terrifying scene in her dream.
Strange cackles, crows flying all over the sky, an island full of mold, layers and layers of miserable corpses, a huge collapsed crystal cave, and a … teacher who was buried in the cave and swallowed by the mycelium!
Scenes after scenes appeared in her mind, and Angel no longer felt sleepy.
"Relax, Angel! It was just a dream.
Tomorrow, I'll borrow 'Violet Eyes' messenger from the spiritual realm to send a letter to Teacher. He is already an official Magus and a powerful rank 3 Branded Swordsman, so nothing will happen to him.
Even if Teacher is in danger, with my current strength, I can't help him at all.
I need to break through to an official Magus as soon as possible. Don't you think so, Minnie? "
If one were to ask who understood Elvin's strength the most in this world, it would definitely be his little disciple, Angie.
Especially after Elvin had broken through to an official Magus in the New World, he had continuously sent messengers to teach her by correspondence.
Now, not only did Angel know Elvin's current cultivation progress, but she even knew the full set of rune engravings of the "Tree of Life Totem Warrior" as teaching material for Elvin.
She gently hugged the white crystal beside her pillow that seemed to be able to understand the meaning of her words.
Angel looked at the still dark night outside. She lifted the soft silk quilt and jumped out of bed barefoot. She decided to start a new day of study now.
Patter … patter …
The soles of his feet, which were as white as the moonlight, were still stained with sweat, leaving a string of small and exquisite footprints on the smooth wooden floor.
Ka —
He came to a corner of the bedroom and reached out to pull open a wooden door on the floor. He followed a wooden ladder down to the basement.
The hanging wind chimes placed here had already lit up on their own, illuminating an adept's laboratory that had been meticulously remodeled and fully equipped.
Even though he was underground, he didn't feel suffocated at all. Instead, there was a faint refreshing smell like a forest after a rain.
Angel had already used the strongest magic ritual to reinforce and seal this place. It was able to satisfy all her needs as an acolyte.
Of course, she definitely couldn't carry out too dangerous experiments in the manor. However, with her teacher's good relationship with "Violet Eyes", the laboratory and the public library were also open to her.
However, just from this laboratory itself, one could see how hardworking Angel was. Apart from eating and resting, she spent most of her time here.
If there was a rank for staying at home, Angel would at least be at the senior level.
Exceptional talent coupled with extreme hard work.
Even without the aid of her digitalized vision, Angel was the same as Elvin. In a mere two years, she had already reached the threshold of an official Magus.
Now, apart from the talisman series of spells, she had already completed most of the prerequisites for advancing to an official Magus.
Dong —
Angel placed the white crystal, which she had named Minnie, which had never left her side for the past two years, on its exclusive wooden support on the experiment table.
From the storage cupboard, she took out the "Evil Spirit Dust" and a series of supplementary materials that her teacher had sent to her by the seabirds.
Finally, she made up her mind to use this rare extraordinary material and try to concoct the "Psychic Magic Potion" tonight.
Moreover, it was a new formula that had been improved by Elvin, especially on the metaphysical dosage of the "Evil Spirit Dust".
Because the "Spirit Realm Tide" had a large cycle of epochs and a small cycle of the moon's movement, there would be slight fluctuations at any time. This would have a significant impact on the "Psychic Magic Potion" that was trying to establish a connection with the spirit realm.
Elvin's initial plan was to invent a tool to observe the "Spirit Realm Tide". According to the magnitude of the fluctuations, he would add an appropriate amount of "Evil Spirit Dust" to increase the success rate.
However, until now, he hadn't been able to create such a tool. This was because he couldn't find a material that was more sensitive and reliable to the fluctuations of the spirit realm than the soul of a Magus.
Therefore, his final contribution to the "Blood and Flesh Sacrifice" was a new witchcraft incantation, "Keen", which temporarily increased the perception of a Magus Apprentice toward the spirit realm.
The casting condition was that two Spirit Realm messengers of the same origin would be needed to assist in two different worlds.
Moreover, it couldn't be maintained for too long. Otherwise, it would be the same as exploring the spirit realm before reaching the standard, and the soul would gradually be assimilated by the fluctuations of the spirit realm.
She exhaled softly.
Due to her upbringing as a Magus, before she started concocting the potion, the girl had completely calmed down and regained her original crystal-clear temperament.
Pop —
Using candles, essential oils, and silver daggers as props, she propped up a spiritual barrier and a boundary wall, isolating the laboratory from the outside world both physically and spiritually.
"Gurgle … Gurgle …"
When winter and spring intersected, when day and night intersected, the spring water taken from 14.2857 centimeters below the surface of the water began to boil slowly.
Deer Flower Fungus, Nine Knot Grass, Sage Grass, Hell Bells (Devil's Snare Flower), Heaven Blue … One by one, they were placed neatly on the test bench.
All these supplementary materials were collected by Elvin from the New World where "Magic Essence" was highly active. After careful processing, they were sent to Angel by the White Seagull, which was a Magic Creature.
It could be said that Elvin gave his little disciple the most convenient and abundant conditions within his ability, just so that material restrictions would not hinder Angel's growth.
Even the direct descendant disciples of large sects would not receive such treatment.
Angel and Dilis had been interacting and contacting each other all this time, so she was not closed off to the news of the Magus World. Of course, she understood the value of her teacher's "kind intentions".
She was also determined to repay Elvin's expectations with her own practical actions.
"Teacher, Angel will be able to help you soon!"
.....
Chirp chirp chirp …
In the rolling mountain forest, the trees were tall and verdant. Two Magic Creature level hardworking birds were rebuilding their nest that had unexpectedly collapsed due to the rainy season.
Suddenly.
Crackle!
A flash of light blue lightning brushed past the treetops, paused for a moment, and then suddenly disappeared from their sight.
If it were not for the low altitude, they would have thought that it was their own kind that was brushing past the treetops.
In the wind and lightning.
It did not take long for Elvin, who was wearing a pair of boots and a decent hunting outfit, to arrive at the entrance of the Wendat tribe's new encampment, accompanied by a gust of wind, following Milan's guidance in the mental network.
Whoosh —
"Hmm?"
Looking at the large bloodstains on the ground that had not been cleaned up, and the fungal spores that were stuck together with the blood, almost visible to the naked eye.
It was obvious that there had been a bloodbath here. It might not have been large in scale, but it was definitely tragic enough.
"Sir General, please come with me!"
Following the welcoming staff who had been waiting here for a long time, Elvin was able to enter the core of the Huron tribe for the first time.
Before this, when he received Milan's emergency request for help, Elvin knew that they were in big trouble this time, but he did not expect the culprit to be so fast.
Moreover, when they were spreading the germs everywhere, they did not continue to target the Nimansts, but the native Atreans.
The logic and purpose they displayed was incomprehensible. The Nimansts, the Anumars, the Atreans … They were like rabid dogs, biting whoever they caught.
Although the Wendat tribe had many high-end forces, and even had multiple Grade 3 powerhouses.
However, in this sudden turmoil, due to the lack of understanding of the disease and the [Cyst Attendants], although there were not many casualties, a large number of unprepared people in the tribe were unfortunately infected.
When Elvin followed the welcoming staff to find Milan.
As the only person who had come into contact with the germs, he was commanding seven to eight official Shaman Sorcerers to carry out preliminary treatment on the patients to prevent the [Super Cyst Fungus] from spreading further.
Even if Milan belonged to the 'School of Prophecy', he was still a Sorcerer, and this kind of thing was not difficult for him.
Even the way he commanded calmly and orderly made Apsuya, who was beside him, look at him with sparkles in her beautiful eyes.
She changed her image of a valiant female warrior, pouring tea and asking about their well-being, and Milan seemed to be indulging in pleasure.
It was only when Elvin arrived that he reluctantly gave up his position.
Half a day later.
Under Elvin's guidance, the shaman combined his own witchcraft inheritance and primitive medicine to carefully concoct a potion that could cure the disease.
However, it was still possible to treat a few people with supernatural means, but to treat hundreds and thousands of patients, it was no doubt a drop in the bucket.
Faced with such a situation, even the powerful totem god 'Spirit of the Giant Bear', Grahame, was helpless. Although they were very powerful within the scope of their authority, most of their spells came from their instincts and not knowledge, so it was very restrictive.
Even when dealing with the [Super Cyst Fungus], this powerful totem god who was comparable to a Grade 4 Transcendent might not be comparable to an experienced old shaman.
Unlike the large-scale replication of scientific products, the biggest limitation of supernatural products, at least at the current stage of development, was that it was difficult to mass produce and then benefit every member of the current social system.
So, it was possible to use supernatural powers to save one person, but what about thousands of people?
After using the potion to save a few important people of high status in the tribe, the rest of the ordinary people could not just sit by and watch them die.
Moreover, with the unscrupulous style of the mastermind behind the scenes, who could guarantee that the 'dark cloud' that was impossible to guard against would not fall on their heads tomorrow?
So, after making a copy of the 'Epidemic Prevention Handbook' for the Wendat tribe, Elvin pulled the reluctant Milan.
"Come, let's go back to the colony and meet up with Rody.
He said he knows a very skilled medical doctor called Mr. Taylor who might be able to help us. "
"Wait! General, for the sake of my people, I'll go with you! "
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