Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 81 The Potion Field

The blacksmith looked anxious; he seemed to have remembered something and urged Herag to leave quickly.

Herag nodded, walked to the door, and turned back to ask, "Uncle Blacksmith, do you know how to get out?"

The blacksmith paused, then, after a moment's thought, his expression pained. He rubbed his forehead and said, "I've forgotten so many things. I only know that you can leave as long as you stay until dawn. Most importantly, stay away from these houses, don't go near them!"

"Ah!" He clutched his head in pain and squatted down. Suddenly, a large lump appeared on his back, but he didn't know what it was.

Upon seeing this, Herag turned and ran, closing the door behind him.

boom!

The next second, a loud bang came from behind the door, and Herag felt the whole street shake.

"Robert?" Herag looked around but didn't see Robert anywhere.

He remembered that Robert had just been outside the window, but when he came out, he was gone.

"Was it scared away by the blacksmith?"

When Herag suspected that the blacksmith was the one who opened the door, Robert ran away when he sensed something was wrong. After all, it's impossible for a living person to open a door with an axe on their head and act like nothing happened.

He couldn't be bothered with Robert anymore and could only hope that Robert would be lucky enough to escape this ordeal.

Herag glanced down the mountain, where it had been confirmed that there was no way out. He turned and ran north, where there were no houses or residents.

Since the blacksmith uncle said to stay away from houses, he must have his reasons.

Herrag's own experience confirmed that each of these houses did indeed contain something, and none of them were easy to mess with.

However, there are indeed many good things here, such as a whole garden of devil flowers and the vengeful doll held by the little girl.

Herag sighed; he still wasn't strong enough. If he were strong enough, he would have simply snatched the vengeful doll from the little girl's hand, and if she dared to resist, he would have punched her until she cried.

But now, all they can do is flee in disarray.

Herag used the wind spirit's blessing again to speed up his escape from the town's residential area.

As he ran down the street, every time he passed a house, a light would turn on inside, followed by various noises.

Helag ignored everything and ran headlong north.

When he finally escaped the residential area, he realized he was covered in sweat, unsure whether it was from fear or exhaustion.

The malice emanating from those houses put him under immense pressure; it instilled a fear akin to facing death.

There is a small grove of trees to the north, as well as some cultivated fields.

A gust of wind blew as Helag walked over.

The gentle breeze made him feel much more comfortable.

He sniffed it: "This smell... it smells like dragon's beard grass."

Dragon's Beard Grass is a precious potion ingredient that can be used to make a variety of high-level potions, one of the more famous of which is called the Blessing of the Earth God.

The blessing of the Earth God can greatly increase a wizard's affinity with the earth element in a short period of time, and its uses are very wide.

If the wizard has an affinity for earth element, they can use this during promotion, which can greatly increase their chances of a successful promotion.

After receiving the blessing of the Earth God, the effects of earth elemental spells will be greatly enhanced. It's as if the surrounding earth elements will serve you, and you only need a little magic to mobilize the power of a lot of earth elements.

Like the Vengeful Doll, the ingredients for this high-level potion are very expensive.

Herag was unaware of the specific prices, as he had not previously had access to such information.

Now that he's Larry's student, he could easily sell the items to Larry. The price could be lower, but it's safer.

Larry himself can sell these things on the market without any problem. It's normal for a legitimate wizard to own these things, and he can even make a little extra money from the price difference.

Herag planned to sell the vengeful doll in the spatial ring to Larry, since Larry wasn't a major in curse magic and wouldn't have a chance to use it anyway.

Herag glanced at the fields in the distance, where many "crops" were planted.

He went closer and saw that there were many dragon beard grasses planted in the outermost field, which made Herag's mouth water.

After casting three shields on himself, Hrag began to carefully dig up the dragon whisker grass with a shovel.

The dragon's beard grass has a long, thin red tongue at the center of its flower, which is quite aggressive and could easily poke several holes in an ordinary person.

But for a wizard apprentice like Herag, a shield is enough to defend against the Dragonbeard Grass's attack.

Herag crouched in the field, surrounded by dragonbeard grass that frantically poked him with its tongues, which clattered against his shield like the sound of rain.

About half an hour later, Herag dug up all seven dragon beard grass plants in the field.

It is not as numerous as the Devil Flower, but its value far exceeds that of the Devil Flower.

The fields next to it were also planted with many potion ingredients, many of which Horag couldn't name. He had only studied the basics of herbalism and hadn't yet learned the more advanced courses.

He was even worried that he might be digging in the wrong way and damaging some of the potion ingredients.

But since we're already here, we can't just leave without digging. Even if some parts are damaged, there's nothing we can do about it.

Herag moved his shovel to a different spot, speeding up his digging for the potion ingredients while keeping a close watch on his surroundings.

He hadn't forgotten where he was; this godforsaken place was a place where danger could strike at any moment.

If you're so engrossed in gathering potion ingredients that you don't even realize when danger is approaching, you might not even notice.

About an hour later, Hellagur was still digging for potion ingredients.

He looked up and saw that the field was very large; even if he dug all night, he wouldn't be able to dig up much. There were just too many potion ingredients.

"Who planted these?"

Herag was puzzled; these potion ingredients looked like they had been artificially grown.

Because many potion ingredients are planted in different fields in a neat and orderly manner, they don't look like they grow wild at all.

"If it was artificially cultivated, then it must have been done by a wizard. To be able to cultivate such a large area of ​​potion materials in a place like this, this wizard must be very powerful. It seems that this wizard is not here, otherwise I would have been in deep trouble long ago."

Herag felt a little guilty. If that wizard happened to return at that moment, he would definitely be in big trouble.

"I found it, I didn't steal it..." he reassured himself.

"Deep Blue, how long until dawn?" Herag asked.

"About an hour and a half, but due to the special circumstances, the exact time may vary," Deep Blue replied.

The environment here is unique, and even Deep Blue can only provide the time according to normal patterns. But everything here is shrouded in mystery and the unknown. Helag wouldn't be surprised if the sun rose in the west; the sunrise time here cannot be predicted using common sense.

(End of this chapter)