Chapter 042 The Third Generation Skeleton Beast

"......Damn, I'm actually a first-class talent!"

"......My mental power is almost stagnant."

"......"

"In the foggy month of the 986th year of the wizard calendar, I walked off the experimental table alive, but my body was destroyed. I began to miss the city of gray dwarves and the warm mushroom soup. I have decided to return to my hometown. However, before that, I plan to use my savings of more than 30 years to exchange for some potion knowledge..."

"......Sleeping potion."

"......Guardian potion."

"......Burn potion."

Gawain's eyes were bright, and he carefully read the formulas and alchemy records of the three potions. With his level 2 pharmacist skills, he easily understood most of them.

These three potions are all secondary potions. They are extremely useful to Alvin, who is just a low-level wizard apprentice, but they can only be regarded as icing on the cake for Gawain. Fortunately, they can also enrich his means.

As for the rest of the diary, it is simply the blood and tears history of the bottom-level wizard apprentice.

It's terrible.

It's extremely sad.

And all this was because of Alvin's lowest-level first-class wizard talent.

He wanted to join the Bronze Oath, but was ruthlessly rejected. In order to get a Dawn Potion, he suffered torture from another wizard apprentice for three consecutive months. For a meditation method, he had to accept the conditions of a wizard and lie on the test bench obediently to become an experimental subject...

"Fortunately, I have a krypton gold panel."

Gawain closed the diary and felt extremely fortunate. You know, he was originally a first-class wizard talent, but relying on the krypton gold panel, he was promoted to the fourth level, which can be regarded as a little genius.

He glanced at the panel and felt full of happiness.

[Krypton Gold Points]: 54539.55

The original krypton gold points were less than 30,000, and a trip to the castle increased by nearly one-fold, equivalent to more than 2,000 gold dragons, which are the accumulation of a city-state for dozens or hundreds of years.

It is incomparable to the great nobles on the surface.

Mainly because there is a lot of gold and silver underground, and the gray dwarf city-state is relatively closed, there is little opportunity to spend it, which allows Gawain to pick up a big bargain.

In addition, there is the remaining mithril and gold after "recharging". Now he has accumulated a small half bottle, which is also a considerable fortune.

[Wizard Talent]: Fourth Level +

Gawain stared at the krypton gold panel and found that his fourth-level wizard talent really showed "+". If nothing unexpected happens, it should be able to consume 50,000 krypton gold points.

Upgrade to fifth level.

He calculated and felt that there was no need to consume krypton gold points in other aspects for the time being. Only one trick [Magic Concealment] has not been analyzed yet. However, the remaining krypton gold points after the upgrade are enough to upgrade.

"Talent is an all-round improvement, the higher the better."

Gawain did not hesitate any more, and thought lightly, and the fourth-level wizard talent was immediately upgraded to [fifth level]. Although there was no obvious feeling, he knew that many places were different.

For example: meditation efficiency is improved, magic and mental power recovery is faster, the spiritual world is more stable, and the engraving of will runes is easier, etc.

These are invisible changes, but they affect Gawain all the time.

The longer the time.

The more obvious the effect is.

[Wizard Talent]: Fifth Grade

[Krypton Gold Points]: 4539.55

Gawain rubbed his chin and pondered: "Isn't fifth grade wizard talent the limit?"

He didn't think about it any more, took out a stack of papyrus from the crocodile suitcase, and continued to analyze the unfinished [Magic Concealment]. This trick seems insignificant.

But it can play a huge role when attacking others or hiding oneself.

Because every witchcraft, even a trick, will disturb the surrounding energy particles, and then produce magic fluctuations of varying sizes.

The more powerful the witchcraft, the more magic consumed.

The more intense the fluctuations.

Many monsters in the wild can sense this fluctuation, and the wizards who have learned [Magic Perception] are the same. If you don't want to expose every move to others.

[Magic Concealment] is the best choice.

Otherwise, when exploring outside, any small trick or witchcraft may bring unpredictable risks.

"Swish~~~"

"Swish~~~"

Gawain was writing and drawing with his quill pen, not noticing the passing of time until he heard a crow's cry. He looked up and found that Crow No. 7 had just flown into the cave.

He stretched out his hand and let the crow land on his forearm, and asked, "What's the situation?"

"Quack~~"

Crow No. 7 called twice and spread its wings to fly out.

Gawain was puzzled, but he was not slow in his movements. He quickly packed up and chased after it with the crocodile suitcase. After running for more than half an hour, he finally stopped in front of a half-collapsed cave.

"Quack~~"

Crow No. 7 landed on Gawain's shoulder and nodded to Gawain.

"Roar~~"

As soon as Gawain approached the cave, a threatening roar came from inside. He stopped in his tracks and raised his eyebrows:

"Silent Hunter?"

He stopped for a moment and saw that the other party had not left the cave, so he put on a [Water Barrier] and carefully came to the cave entrance. With a glimmer of light in his eyes, he could see the situation in the cave clearly.

It was indeed the black lion he had seen before.

But now it had lost its original majesty. Not only was it covered with wounds, but it even had no strength to stand. It was collapsing in the corner, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"It turned out to be a bluff."

Gawain suddenly realized that his plan to drive the tiger to devour the wolf was probably successful. He could guess from the miserable appearance of the black lion that Guant definitely did not get the upper hand in front of the Manchester giant snake.

It might even be dead.

Otherwise, how could he easily separate from the Silent Hunter.

"Okay!"

Gawain grinned and walked into the cave. The black lion struggled to get up, scratching the ground with its sharp claws, but the back half of its body was completely out of control.

It was like paralyzed.

Gawain stopped, shook his head and sighed:

"What a pity!"

If he had the [Pet Contract Scroll] in his hand, he would have a chance to take the Silent Hunter as his magic pet. Unfortunately, the contract scroll was too expensive, worth more than a hundred magic stones, which was not something he could afford now.

In this case, he could only settle for the next best thing.

"Roar~~"

Gawain did not take action, but just watched for a while, and the black lion was seriously injured and bleeding to death in the struggle again and again.

He collected a lot of black lion blood in a glass bottle, fed a pair of lion eyes to the crow, and stuffed two sapphires into the other's empty eye sockets. Finally, he raised his left hand and pointed the [Skull Bone Ring] on his ring finger at the lion's body.

For a moment, the wind howled.

A quarter of an hour later.

Gawain walked out of the cave, followed by a nearly three-meter-long skeleton beast. He looked up at the darkness and said solemnly:

"There is still one day."

Then Gawain climbed on the back of the skeleton beast and took three crows to look for the traces of Guant, intending to take the opportunity to cut the grass and eradicate it.

After going around in circles, nothing was found.

He even returned to the city-state, but found no signs of Guant's return. From this, he concluded that Guant was most likely dead, and his body was probably dragged into the underground nest by the Manchester giant snake.

"The Withered Snake is indeed an ancient bloodline."

Gawain had a higher opinion of the giant snake. He stopped running around and settled down in a remote cave. While analyzing [Magic Concealment], he waited for the [Mysterious Disaster] to come.