Wizards begin by accessing the Inspiration panel.

Chapter 208 The Salon Begins

With everything in place, Richard decided to strike while the iron was hot and begin making the Blood Bone Golem right away.

They opened the huge wooden crate and skillfully sorted the ogre skeletons, arranging them on the ground in a fixed order.

Then, the first step is to grind and make blood-pattern ink, and then, according to the blueprints, inscribe different sorcery runes on each skeletal component.

Each of these runes has its own unique effect. When the skeletons are assembled together, the runes will connect and form a unified effect.

Therefore, this job requires extreme patience and meticulousness.

However, Richard completed this task, which would take an ordinary puppeteer at least three days, in just forty minutes.

There were no mistakes during the process, which saved a lot of time.

The second step is to draw energy channels on the inside of the ribs, the inside of the spine, and inside the brain.

Although the Bloodbone Golem is special and does not require the installation of a basic control core, the energy core still needs to be installed.

Basically, this energy source can be understood as adding a power device to undead creatures. Although undead creatures can move on their own, this energy device is an auxiliary power source that can greatly enhance the speed of undead creatures in battle.

Of course, the Bloodbone Golem's true form is not a typical, fragile, low-level undead summon, but a powerful skeletal warrior called a Bone Demon, which needs to be completed in the third step.

Soon, with the energy core installed, Richard completed this second step with effortless ease.

At this point, the rhomboid slot on the installed energy core can be used to place magic stones.

For ordinary combat golems, high-grade magic stones are sufficient, but for this Blood Bone Golem, the best choice is to use magic crystals, an energy source with higher energy content than high-grade magic stones.

Unfortunately, Richard doesn't have any magic crystals on hand right now, so he can only use a high-grade magic stone as a temporary substitute.

Although this will slightly reduce the Bloodbone Golem's combat power and burst duration.

The next step is the third one, a step that many gray dwarf puppeteers have racked their brains over but haven't been able to figure out and are stuck on.

The key to this third step lies in two necromancy spells: Necromancy and the Bone Demon Reincarnation Ritual!

Richard rearranged and assembled the individual bones into a complete ogre skeleton, and drew a Bone-Raising Demon Reincarnation Magic Array beneath it.

As Richard's deep incantation resounded, the dark elemental energy in the air surged, filling the entire alchemy chamber with a chilling aura.

With the combination of necromancy and witchcraft, it instantly attracted the attention of many spirits in the underworld.

It took a considerable amount of time, until Richard finally selected an equally rare ogre soul.

A dazzling green light flashed, and the ceremony ended!

At this moment, a peculiar aura began to emerge from the ogre skeleton, like a seedling sprouting in spring.

The previously empty eye sockets inside the skull now ignited with two balls of deep green soul fire.

With a series of "crackling" sounds of bones grinding together, the three-meter-tall ogre skeleton slowly rose up. A one-meter-long bone blade extended outward from its shoulder blade and elbow, the white blade gleaming with a cold light.

A cold, bloodthirsty aura permeated his body.

Richard nodded in satisfaction, knowing from its imposing presence that the blood-bone puppet he had created possessed extraordinary combat power.

Although I'm also eager to see the Bloodbone Puppet's combat prowess, I have several other matters that need to be addressed immediately.

Two days later.

Inside Richard's villa.

All the walkways were exceptionally clean, and from the entrance all the way to the dining hall, they were covered with fine plush carpets.

The dining hall on the first floor is decorated in an exceptionally luxurious style.

On the long, light-colored wooden dining table, there were bowls of cold dishes and fruits, and flowers were almost everywhere in the hall.

Initially, Richard was thinking of preparing a few special dishes from his previous life for his wizard friends who were coming to visit.

But the Nightmare Church incident a couple of days ago has made him lose interest in this.

For the past two days, he has been almost completely absorbed in the alchemy room and hasn't come out since.

"Knock knock knock!"

A rhythmic knocking sound rang out.

"Master, Lord Allehan and Lady Fana have just arrived," Fingart reported respectfully from outside the door.

Richard replied without looking up, "I understand. Have Dessol entertain me first, I'll be right there."

That's right, today is the time for the wizard gathering that Richard and Dessall agreed upon, and the location is set in the villa that Richard recently purchased.

At the same time, this gathering was also a small auction to sell shares of the Beer Chamber of Commerce.

Richard is still in the alchemy room, working on improving a potion—the Cleansing Potion.

During the last gathering at Fana's residence, Richard overheard Fana and Angelis discussing some ideas for improving the Cleansing Potion.

The main idea is to replace some of the ingredients in the Cleansing Potion to obtain a more effective Cleansing Potion.

Intuitively, Richard felt that Fana's suggestion to replace one of the ingredients in the Qingling potion, honeysuckle, with water-root grass was quite feasible.

So, the day after he finished making the Blood Bone Puppet, Richard threw himself into improving the Cleansing Potion.

It's not that he wanted to show off or prove anything to Fana and Angelis.

It's because of the effects of the Cleansing Elixir!

After numerous experiments in his dream world, Richard did indeed discover that there was room for improvement in the Cleansing Potion.

By simply adjusting the honeysuckle, the main ingredient, without altering the others, the overall efficacy was increased by approximately 12%, although this adjustment had other side effects.

Richard was seen gently shaking a pale green liquid in a large beaker, and slowly pouring a few drops of red liquid into a long-necked glass bottle next to him while stirring continuously.

While stirring, Richard maintained a serious expression, constantly observing the effects of the dosage.

As the pale green liquid in the large beaker slowly turned milky white, Richard immediately stopped pouring the long-necked glass bottle.

Richard turned around, took out an oil paper package from the second experimental table behind him, poured out a small amount of the white crystals inside, and weighed it on the balancer.

At this moment, Richard's movements were extremely swift, precise, and efficient; in just a few moments, he obtained the required amount.

Richard poured a fixed amount of powder into a large beaker.

"Hiss!!"

A reaction sound rang out, white smoke rose instantly, and the smell was extremely pungent.

Richard chanted incantations rapidly, quickly gathering dark elemental energy into the large beaker for the final step.

A moment later, when Richard saw the contents of the beaker again, a hint of delight appeared on his face.

The liquid in the beaker had changed from milky white to completely transparent.

It seems I have found the best raw material ratio for the improved Qingling Potion after replacing honeysuckle with water lily.

Wait a minute, we can give it directly to Fana.

However, for Richard, this improved version of the Cleansing Potion is far from the end.

Therefore, he needs to replace the different components in the Qingling medicine one by one from the perspectives of dosage and activity, and continuously iterate them.

To maximize its effects, the most potent Cleansing Elixir was prepared.

Side effects, as long as they aren't too severe, can be considered later.

At present, Richard's biggest need is time.

But for now, Richard needs to pause and attend his own wizarding salon.

When Richard entered the villa's hall, most of the invited wizards had already arrived and greeted him warmly.

The way they looked at Richard today was different from before, especially after they had tasted the new rye beer.

With its refreshing and sweet aftertaste, even a fool would know that this beer is bound to be a bestseller after just one sip.

In that case, the new-style rye beer is like a hen that lays golden eggs!

Although today's gathering is nominally a wizard salon, Dessol had already privately told them that one of the important topics was a small auction about shares in a new type of beer.

In fact, these wizards who came by invitation were only able to do so because Richard didn't have many familiar friends in Tug City.

Therefore, Richard ultimately adopted this small-scale auction format among acquaintances.

The wizards, who had previously paid no attention, became very interested in the shares after drinking the new beer.

After all, no wizard would complain about having too many ways to earn magic stones.

For wizards, various side professions, such as potion-making, puppetry, and explosives, are all major consumers of magic stones.

Therefore, wizards always feel they don't have enough magic stones!

Some ancient texts record that ancient wizards were even more greedy than dragons, and there is some truth to that.

Greed is the original sin, but it is also the driving force that propels wizards to continuously improve and acquire more wealth!

At this moment, Alehan came up and said kindly:

"Master Levi, I saw that you posted a quest in the Grey Dwarf Brotherhood, it seems you are looking for an Inscription Master to repair a low-level magical artifact in your possession."

"Yes, Your Excellency Allehan, that is indeed the case," Richard nodded.

I posted this quest two days ago, after what happened at the Nightmare Church.

As the deputy minister of the Alchemy Department of the Grey Dwarf Brotherhood, it's not surprising that Alehan, being well-informed, knew about this.

However, the other party mentioned this to me before the salon officially started, so their intention was obviously not so simple.

"Master Li Wei, inscription masters are extremely rare in the Grey Dwarf Brotherhood, and their daily schedules are quite full. I believe it will be at least a month or two before they can accept a master's mission."

"However, I happen to know a master inscriptionist, and I once helped him with a rather important matter. I believe he can help you, Master Liwei, repair that damaged artifact as soon as possible."

Alehan spoke with a smile and great enthusiasm.

"Oh, this is quite rare!" This made Richard secretly delighted.

As a newcomer to Tug City, he was not familiar with many of the renowned masters in various fields. Many of these masters, who were dedicated to their fields, had eccentric temperaments and were difficult to communicate with.

Richard was naturally in a bad position, rashly going directly to their door to seek a deal.

Since Alehan has this channel, it's naturally the best.

but

Just as Richard was about to reply to Allah.

The petite and delicate Ms. Fana walked up to Richard:

"Master Livy, regarding..."

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In that secluded valley far from Tug City.

Nicol, dressed in a black robe, was laughing heartily, and the pair of black horns on his head seemed to grow even thicker, as if they were about to pierce the void.

"That idiot Edmondo is finally dead. The remaining members of the Nightmare Church in Tug City have all been dragged out and hanged by the city guards."

"This is fantastic! Without these idiot allies, we can move out once things calm down, Grace."

However, Grace's face darkened, and she shook her head slightly, saying:

"Nikol, perhaps... Irene and I will have to go back."

Two weeks ago, after the mistress received news of their mission failure, she sent a message saying that someone would be replacing them to complete the mission.

But what puzzled Grace was that after waiting for half a month, the replacements should have arrived long ago, so why hadn't anyone contacted them?

By the way, in the message, the mistress mentioned that the one replacing the two of them was Samaresh, the captain of the Spider Knights.

A male night elf with extremely powerful abilities.

It's important to know that among the night elves, women make up almost 90% of those who have reached the level of a formal wizard.

But Samaresh is one of the rare exceptions.

Rumors circulated that the man was one of the mistress's male lovers.

According to Grace's own understanding, the news seems to be true!

As the leader of the Spider Knights, Samaresh's strength surpasses hers.

"Oh, so you don't need to complete your task then?" Nicole's face, unusually, did not show any displeasure at Grace's rejection.

"Nikol, the mistress has already sent someone to replace me and Irene; the enemy should be able to resist immediately. So, regarding this matter..."

"Oh, are you waiting for him?" Nicole suddenly laughed teasingly.

The wide grin of its mouth was so wide that it could almost fit a person's head inside, making it look extremely terrifying and horrifying!

Nicol walked to the side and took one out of a dark wooden box.

A bleeding head!

The head was so grotesque that it was difficult to discern its original features, but the pointed ears unmistakably proved that it was the head of a night elf.

Grace and Irene looked closely and were horrified to discover that it was actually the head of Samaresh, the leader of the Spider Knights!

The two immediately turned pale, exchanged a glance, and both saw disbelief in their eyes.

"Good heavens! By the goddess Rose! Nicol, what have you done?!"

"When did you peek at the secret letter we were reporting to the mistress?" Grace asked, both shocked and furious.

"No! No! That's not peeping. All the information that gets out of here is transparent to me."

"Even if I don't want to see it, the followers will naturally report it to me. Don't blame me for that!"

"And Grace, since you've already asked for my help, you should trust me; I can help you complete the mission."

"As for him, I can smell that nauseating Benetta Price on him!" Nicole roared angrily, waving his thick arms.

"Then he has no choice but to die!"

"Oh, right, perhaps I'll get a small reward after offering his corpse as a sacrifice to the great Azure Flame King, hahaha!"

Looking at Nicol's increasingly neurotic smile, Grace finally realized that asking Nicol for help seemed to be a completely wrong thing to do.

Now, Samaresh's death has completely blocked their path back to their family!

perhaps

The only thing to do is find a way to complete the task.

If successful, there might still be a glimmer of hope after returning home.

Otherwise, if the two of them were to return now, the mistress's wrath would surely burn them to ashes!

(End of this chapter)