In the early morning, the sun outside is warm, with a breeze blowing, making people feel very comfortable.
In a courtyard, Athir was standing in front of a pool, looking at the things in the pool with concern.
In the small pool, the light golden water of life flows, emitting golden glow under the sunlight.
And in the pool, in addition to the light golden water of life, there is also a tree root.
It was a black tree root with few roots and they were very dry, as if it was completely dead.
However, on this tree root, there is still a bit of dark golden luster flickering, which has not disappeared until now, but has become more and more obvious.
This is the root of the Jinnain tree, which Athir obtained before he was promoted to a formal wizard. It has been several years now.
When this tree root was obtained, it still had strong vitality. However, after several years, even though Athir used special medicine to carefully protect it, the vitality of the root was still disappearing, and it was almost completely withered.
Fortunately, after coming to the Emerald World, Athir obtained a large amount of water of life. After several months of continuous cultivation, he finally made the tree root survive again.
Standing there, feeling the growing vitality on the tree roots in front of him, Athir stopped his actions.
In my mind, the chip is still running, constantly detecting the data of this Jinnain and simulating the final result.
"Use the water of life and continue watering it for half a month, and it will grow again..."
As the information continued to be collected, the mechanical prompt sound of the chip sounded again in my mind.
"Half a month is about the same."
Listening to the prompt in his mind, Athir nodded slightly, and then looked at his physical attributes.
"Name: Athir Fakus. Strength: 24.1. Agility: 24.8. Constitution: 24.7. Spirit: 31.2. Spiritual power purity: 43.7%. World energy: 21.5."
The familiar attribute panel appeared in front of Athir again, but compared with a few months ago, it was much improved.
"In order to enter the transformation period, in addition to having a mental power of more than 30, the mental power purification degree must also reach more than 50%..."
Standing there, looking at his physical attributes, Athir muttered to himself: "In terms of mental power, I have already reached the standard, but in terms of the purity of mental power, I still need to fall a little short."
It had been a full month since the last meeting with Kumu and his men. During this month, Athir had exchanged a lot of resources from Kumu for purification potions to improve his spiritual purification, which was why he had made such great progress in such a short period of time.
Of course, at this point, Athir's progress slowed down a lot.
According to the calculations and estimates of the chip, it will take at least three months to reach the standard for promotion and transformation.
"Calculating the time, it's just right."
He silently calculated the time he had left and said to himself.
At this time, half a year had passed since he came to the Emerald World, and there were only four months left before the time he and Thor agreed upon.
Four months later, he will leave the Emerald World, and by that time, he will almost reach the transformation stage.
Thinking of this, Atier turned around, took a look at the pool in front of him, and walked into the house.
In a familiar laboratory, a bottle of silver blood lay quietly on the central test bench, with some subtle fluctuations slowly spreading and leaking out.
This fluctuation was very strong, carrying a terrifying bloodline majesty. If the laboratory in front of him had not been covered by many magic arrays set up by Athir, it would probably have been sensed by other wizards.
"It hasn't even been fully activated yet, but it has already shown such a terrifying performance. The power of the Ancient Moon Elf King is truly astonishing."
Walking into the laboratory, standing in the center of the test bench, feeling the majesty of the blood coming from in front of him, Athir couldn't help but sigh.
In the glass bottle in front of him, silver light was constantly surging. Compared with the previous silence, there was more spirituality now, as well as the majesty of blood that was enough to suppress everything.
Although he was only half-recovered, Athir felt that the blood in his body was boiling and the throbbing in his heart was erupting, causing a desire and fear to rise from the depths of his blood.
Looking at the silver blood in the glass bottle, Athir suddenly seemed to see a blood mark that was so complex and terrifying.
It was a silver moon, formed by the interweaving of countless blood chains, hanging high in the dim sky, emitting a faint and soft light, which made people feel comfortable and happy.
However, amidst this joy and excitement, Athir keenly felt a sense of danger coming from deep within his blood, faintly carrying some kind of omen that made him alert.
"Activation and transformation cannot be performed in the Emerald World."
Feeling the fear and trembling coming instinctively from his body, Atier's face turned pale and he muttered to himself.
After activating the blood of the moon elf, Athir clearly felt some signs of danger, as if something terrible would happen as soon as he activated the blood in front of him.
This is an instinct that comes from deep in his blood. Although it is illusory, it still makes Athir alert.
"The elves of this world once suffered a terrible curse, and all the elves in the world died overnight."
Standing there, looking at the silver blood in front of him, Athir's face turned pale, and he said to himself: "Although tens of thousands of years have passed, this curse should have weakened or even disappeared, but as long as there is still a possibility of an outbreak, we can't take the risk."
Looking at the bottle of silver blood in front of him, Atier stood there for a long time, and then he moved his hands, and a ray of mental power spread out.
On the test bench where the glass bottle was located, the witch formation that had been set up long ago was instantly activated by Athir's mental power. The array patterns engraved on it began to flicker, suppressing the fluctuations brought about by the revival of the moon elf bloodline.
It was not until half an hour later that this process stopped. The silver moon elf bloodline returned to dormancy and fell into a state of death, no longer being activated.
Feeling the throbbing feeling in his body disappear, Athir's face calmed down. He quickly put away the glass bottle and walked out.
At this time, someone was already waiting outside.
In a garden, flowers are blooming everywhere, and some butterflies are flying freely above them, shuttling back and forth between different flowers.
And in this garden, a young man was standing there quietly, his face calm, admiring the flowers around him.
"Lord Kumu, you are here." Athir's voice came from a distance.
The young man turned around and saw Athir, dressed in light black clothes and walking towards him quickly with light steps.
"Athir, long time no see."
Looking at Athir, he spoke with a smile, as if he was thinking of something very happy.
"There are still a few days until the last agreed transaction. What brings you here this time?"
Quietly walking up to Kumu and looking at the young man beside him, Athir asked.
"There is some sad news."
Kumu's expression gradually became serious: "Some time ago, there was news that the group of wizards who went to the ruins have lost contact."
Athir was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "What's going on?"
"It's not clear yet, but... I'm afraid something went wrong."
Kumu's expression did not change at all. He looked at the flowers in front of him as if he was casually admiring them. "Including the representatives sent by our Emerald City, there are a total of fifteen official wizards, including three wizards in the transformation stage. Now we have lost contact with all of them."
"After hearing this news, people in Emerald City began to feel uneasy, but it was suppressed by the Emerald City Lord, so it did not spread out and cause panic."
After taking a deep look at Kumu, Athir's expression remained unchanged, but he felt something was wrong in his heart.
Fifteen official wizards disappeared overnight, but faced with this news, Kumu still looked relaxed and even laughed.
You know, as the initiators, nearly half of these fifteen wizards are from the Emerald City.
Moreover, as a member of the Emerald City, the other party actually directly called the leader of his side the Emerald City Lord, and there didn't sound any respect in his words.
Feeling all this, Atier didn't say much. He just looked at the scene in front of him silently, as if he was concentrating on appreciating the flowers.
"Athir, what are your plans for the future?"
Standing next to Athir, Kumu suddenly asked.
"Intend?"
Athir was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't quite understand what the other party meant, he still said, "Maybe I'll go back to Gaoluo Kingdom after a while."
"Although the Gaoluo Kingdom claims to have inherited the bloodline of the ancient moon elves, the bloodline has long been impure by now, and the advanced meditation method unique to the moon elves is completely missing. If you go there, you will only waste your talent."
Kumu's face was calm as he spoke to Athir, and his words seemed full of disdain for the Kingdom of Gaoluo.
Hearing him say this, Athir was not angry, but just pondered for a while, and then asked: "How about Emerald City?"
"Emerald City, it's not bad."
This time, Kumu nodded and said, "With your talent in pharmacy, as long as you show your willingness to join the Emerald City, you may be accepted as a student by the Emerald City Lord himself and be given the best treatment."
At this point, he changed his tone again: "However, the Emerald Heart Meditation Method of the Emerald City is itself an incomplete meditation method, which can only allow people to advance to the second level at most. And with your status, Athir, even if you join the Emerald City, how long will it take for you to be taught?"
"You know, the Emerald Heart is a high-level meditation method that only the next city lord is qualified to practice in Emerald City."
After hearing this, Athir remained silent for a long time before he spoke again: "How is Oriel College?"
Oriel College is another top force in this area, much stronger than Emerald City.
"Oriel Academy is powerful enough, but as an outsider like you, Athir, even if you sign a contract to sell yourself, you can only obtain the first two levels of meditation at most, and the price is to lose your freedom forever."
When talking about Oriel College, Kumu's expression became more serious, but there was still some disdain in his words.
"So which one do you think is suitable?"
Athir raised his head and looked at Kumu, with a faint blue light flashing in his eyes.
Faced with Athir's doubts, Kumu turned to look at him, smiled lightly, and gave an answer.
"How about the Ten Star School?"
Merry Christmas Eve to everyone! Does anyone want to give me an apple?
(End of this chapter)