"It's a bit bad."
In front, listening to Athir's words, Maddo shook his head: "The academy has decided to break up with Griffin College. Now the relationship between the two academies is very tense, and war may break out at any time."
"You will know the specific information after you go in."
He looked at Athir and said, "I will wait here for a while. Please go in."
Atier nodded slightly, glanced at the other person, and without saying anything, walked straight inside.
"Cry!
" A voice came from a distance, carrying a huge breath, and suddenly descended here.
Athir turned around and saw a giant bird nearly ten meters long flying down rapidly in the square behind him, and then a figure walked down from it.
This is a middle-aged man wearing a green robe and with a cold face. Although his appearance is not outstanding, he looks gloomy.
A huge aura was blooming from his body, exposed without any disguise, causing the surrounding energy particles to vibrate continuously.
"This is?"
Sensing this breath, Athir's heart sank, as if a huge rock was pressing down on his chest. Even calling upon the magic power in his body became a little difficult.
"Welcome, Elder Mads!"
After seeing the middle-aged man in green, Maddo's face was immediately filled with smiles and he quickly came up to him.
Looking at Maddo beside him, the wizard named Mads had a cold expression on his face. He walked aside surrounded by several wizards.
As he passed a corner, he glanced at Athir indifferently.
A sense of mental depression suddenly came over me, along with a feeling of extreme danger surging from my heart.
It was not until a while later that Athir broke free from this feeling.
"Elder Mads... In the Jade Hand, only the patriarchs of those families can be called elders."
Looking at the other person's figure in the distance, Atier thought silently in his heart.
Although the Emerald Hand is an academy, it is actually controlled by some wizard families. At the top of these families, in addition to the dean's family, are the families of several elders.
To be called an elder, besides having the blood of these families, one's strength must have reached the level of a second-level wizard to be qualified.
According to the information obtained from the Dark Wizard Union, the only advanced meditation method in the Emerald Hand is still passed down among these families.
Occupying most of the resources of the Emerald Hand and inheriting the advanced meditation techniques, these families have been able to prosper and even train a second-level wizard every few hundred years.
"Advanced Meditation Method."
After a moment of silence, Athir walked to the side.
After completing this mission, Athir had a lot more black coins on his black card.
Now that we have found the Dark Wizard Alliance as a fallback, it would be best to spend these newly acquired black coins as soon as possible.
Thinking this in his mind, after hesitating for a while, Athir walked towards a hall.
On a stone slab, pieces of information kept flipping past my eyes, until only two were left.
"Magic crystal: 50 black coins per unit. Purification potion: 800 black coins per unit."
Looking at the message in front of him, Athir couldn't help but twitch his lips: "Although there is always a gap between raw materials and finished products, this price difference is really big, more than ten times the difference."
But if you think about it carefully, this price is reasonable.
Although magic crystals are the main material for refining purified potions, it does not mean that as long as there are magic crystals, purified potions can be refined. Other precious materials are definitely needed.
Even if all the materials are gathered, purifying the formula of the potion and even refining it is still a big challenge.
As an advanced potion, the purified potion itself is extremely difficult to refine. Only a very small number of pharmacists are confident in refining it. Moreover, with more than a dozen ingredients, it is considered good if one can refine a finished product.
Taking into account all the consumption in between, it is understandable that there is such a huge price difference between magic crystals and purification potions.
"Counting the remaining money from before, plus the reward from this mission of killing a formal wizard, there are still one thousand black coins left, which can be exchanged for twenty magic crystals."
Standing there, Atier thought to himself, silently calculating the gains this time.
Without any hesitation, he directly chose to exchange for twenty magic crystals.
As the numbers on the black card quickly disappeared, a huge black wooden box was teleported under the stone slab in front of him.
After picking up the black wooden house under his feet and confirming the contents, Athir quickly walked in a certain direction.
"Enter a dust-free environment..." Walking into a laboratory, the sound of a chip machine rang in my mind.
This is the advanced laboratory of the Emerald Hand, a place specially used for high-precision experiments, and it is equipped with sufficient equipment.
Walking to the center of the laboratory and standing in front of the test bench, Athir put down the wooden box and opened it directly.
Under the dim light, the golden magic crystals emitted a faint light, like golden gems, very beautiful.
"I haven't made a potion for a while. I hope I'm not unfamiliar with it."
Picking up the gloves from the side, Athir muttered to himself.
After a while, as the blue flame was ignited, a unique frequency of mental power continued to spread, accompanied by the continuous jumping of energy particles.
This was not the first time that Athir had tried to refine the purification potion. He had tried it several times during the six months he had spent in the Emerald Hand and had collected a lot of the materials needed for it.
Only when all the materials brought in this time were used up did Atier stop refining.
On the test bench in front of him, several bottles of light blue medicine were constantly rippling, with golden liquid flashing inside, like golden bubbles, which looked very beautiful.
"Twenty ingredients in total, four finished products were produced, a success rate of nearly one-fifth..."
He silently took off his gloves and looked at the four bottles of potion in front of him, thinking silently in his heart.
Strictly speaking, this success rate is already very good. Compared with other pharmacists whose success rate is less than one-tenth, Athir, who has a chip, is much better in this regard.
However, just four bottles of purification potion are still insufficient for Athir's current goal.
"The situation around us is too chaotic. Both the Emerald Hand and the Dark Wizard Alliance are constantly at war. If we want to protect ourselves in this environment, the strength of formal wizards is no longer enough."
"And the curse on Thor is related to the seal of the ancient wizard. The contents inside are probably very dangerous for formal wizards."
Standing there, Athir muttered to himself: "If I want to deal with these things, I must improve my strength as soon as possible... At least I need to reach the transformation stage."
(End of this chapter)