The red-stained swamp was thick with blood.
Already uncountable herds of crocodiles were prowling around the outside, swooping out now and then to take the carcasses.
... This freshly baked bait, a favorite of almost all carnivorous species, was quickly withdrawn to avoid tangling with the superior transcendental beings.
In the attic, Fina asked with concern, "Are the ingredients for the next magic potion ready yet, I remember that dragon seed material can be hard to find."
Evelea held up her hand, "I hear there are green dragons deep in the swamp!"
Fina gave her a blank look, "Silly, that's a bipedal flying dragon."
"You're the one who's stupid, the fact that there's an inferior fae dragon means that there are clues that can be traced back to the superior dragon species!"
Listening to the argument between those two, the king's daughter in the corner silently shrunk her body.
The legendary Venom Dragon that had left all the knights of the royal capital helpless was as if it was a casual prey in their eyes.
And Witcher, having digested his magic potion, finally recovers from the long period.
He blushed a little, wondering what he was thinking.
The Time Magic Potion gained a new ability when fully digested...
Store some meaningful pieces of time in its own time?
It took a moment before Eleazar blinked his eyes, which had regained their pupil color, and silently replied to the question Fina had just inquired, "It's ready."
The witch said in a hurry, "Let me see!"
No one would be curious about dragonborn material that has been lost for centuries.
Even Fina, who has seen it all, is no exception.
She was also very curious as to what kind of rare material he had collected in the time they had been gone.
Eleazar then pulled out the container encrusted with high-temperature red crystals that had been a reparation gift from that transcendent family.
That forcibly suspended the Dragon Lady degradation program.
Evelea opened the lid straight away and curiously padded over to have a look.
But all she saw was a thick liquid like mercury.
Bone piercing deep cold!
"It's cold..."
She lifted her small face, which was already covered in ice, and both eyes narrowed, her mouth unable to resist a single...
"Achoo!!!"
Seeing the misery of the witch, Fina carefully cast her eyes away.
"Is this dragon's spinal cord?"
"White dragon? It's five-colored dragon material ah, how did you get it?"
"Hmm... Collected from a transcendental family."
Eleazar closed the container with a casual explanation.
The witch narrowed her eyes and suddenly looked up with an expressionless face.
This is a lie!
Fina, who didn't notice anything unusual, continued to ask:
"So have you gotten the ingredients together for this magic potion yet?"
Eleazar said quietly, "Drinking the magic potion will leave no time for you."
Fina remained calm as she analyzed, "But if you take the magic potion over here, going back will be equivalent to having a base card."
"Moreover, if you're over here, you can choose a magic potion ritual without any worries..."
Evelea deflated, full of displeasure but supportive of the plan.
"You need to get out of the Church's grip fast, and when you next come over, I'll greet you with a country..."
Eleazar looked at them and nodded slowly.
...
[Magic Potion: Ice Seal]
[Level: Legendary]
[Main Material: One White Dragon Material with highly cohesive extraordinary characteristics]
[Magic Potion Ritual: Wait for or create a rare, super-severe snowstorm that completely traps a million-population-class city; the longer it lasts, the higher the success rate of the magic potion.]
...
[Magic Potion: White Frost]
[Level: Legendary]
[Main Material: One White Dragon Material with highly cohesive extraordinary characteristics]
[Magic Potion Ritual: Take a magic potion in the coldest region of winter and subsequently manipulate the frost and snow to continuously encroach outwards, the larger the white frost field, the greater the success rate of the magic potion!
...
[Magic Potion: Ice Tomb]
[Level: Mythic]
[Primary Material: White Dragon's Frost Dragon Wings]
[Preliminary Ritual: The Ice Mausoleum of the Long Sleep]
[Magic Potion Ritual: After taking the magic potion, sleep in the glacier for at least 100 years until the glacier melts and is awakened; as long as one survives, the magic potion is bound to succeed.]
...
[Magic Potion: Zeroing]
[Level: Mythic]
[Primary Material: White Dragon's Cold Heart]
[Preliminary Ritual: Never Ending Frost and Snow]
[Magic Potion Ritual: Change the seasons of a four-season region so that for ten years, it will always be in the middle of a severe winter.]
...
[Magic Potion: Icy Bloodline]
[Levels: High, Legendary, Mythic]
[Primary Material: highly cohesive ice dragon blood]
[Potion Construct: Frostblood Essence]
[Condition for taking: Drink it! Without the help of any rituals, endure the transformation of the dragon's blood with a transcendent body!]
...
...
Spread out and held down dead center on the book of magic guides, three heads lifted and stared at each other for a moment.
Fina clasped her arms and said lightly, "First of all, the Ice Tomb is ruled out, and Zeroing is definitely out of the question."
Evelea thought for a moment and said, "It seems like there's a stretch of large snowy mountains over in the Crescent Moon Empire, and it seems like the
Eleazar memorized all the processes of a particular potion before closing the magical guidebook that sensed the dark aura with force.
"Either we're going to another country or we're waiting for winter to come..."
He sighed, "If I have to be promoted now, I have no choice at all..."
Then the Goat Horns, who had only intended to pass through the swamp, turned their spears and turned directly into the depths of the swamp.
That rather majestic Lizardmen wall, built on the corrupted earth, was viciously invaded.
The Witch stood at the sentry tower, her head held high as she blew the transcendental trumpet.
The Warlock stood on the other side, wearing the recently seized Legendary Grade Treasure - Ring of the Fire Elf, and unleashed the incomparably terrifying Fire Forbidden Spell - Doomsday Fire Rain!
The King's Daughter, dressed in a suit of fine gold armor, followed a berserker as he climbed up the wall, wielding a longsword in a bloody battle.
One by one, the lizardman priests within the barriers planted themselves down, their entire bodies blooming with blood, and were constantly stabbed by the Witcher who had infiltrated.
[Time storage: 100]
[Time storage: 300]
[Time storage: 500]
[Time storage: 1000]
[Time storage: 1200]
...
The lizardman leader roared in rage and chased Witcher, but nothing could change the ending.
As soon as the 12 priests in the wall died, the disaster for the community could never be undone.
The shaky spell barrier shattered as a rain of fire fell into the city, and amidst the roiling wails, untold numbers of male lizardmen were affected by the group charm spell to defect.
"Kill all the female lizards!!!"
In a deeply chilling tone, the witch commanded the army of submissive lizardmen in pieces, ordering them to turn their spears, swords, and axes on their former people.
In the end, only the lizardman leader was left to roar in rage as Witcher chopped off that dead head with a single blow of his sword.
[Time storage: 2200]