The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Having obtained enough magic cores to level up, and even having some to spare, Dorle breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave Wassonburg.

This place was full of big shots, either level five or level six.

Although he had Baal behind him, his identity couldn't be exposed.

A hellhound would probably be immediately besieged if it showed itself.

Just as he was about to leave, a wizard stood up and said with a solemn expression, "Young friend Dorle, do you have any more of this medicine?

I don't need the recipe, I want to buy the finished potion!"

Dorle turned around, looked at him, and said, "I don't have any at the moment.

I lack the main material for refining the potion, emm, it's a kind of divine tree branch rich in vitality, preferably a branch of the Tree of Life.

As long as you can get a section, I can waive half of your fee and only charge you five level seven or higher gems or ores."

Dorle had actually already set the price.

Selling a bottle of potion for ten level seven gems was not a problem.

Hearing this price, everyone around was stunned, not because it was too expensive, but because it was a little cheap.

However, the main ingredient of this potion was indeed a bit too amazing.

Branches of the Tree of Life were something that couldn't be bought with money.

The wizard noted it down and said, "My name is Sahara.

I will go to Waltz City to find you in a month."

After saying this, he prepared to leave directly.

Dorle also turned around and left, having already stated his conditions.

As soon as Dorle walked out, Elleng and Allen came out from behind him.

Allen handed Dorle a card and said, "I've helped you get what you wanted.

After so many years, I haven't made any progress, but I'm still good at networking, so I helped you get it done."

Dorle took the card and nodded, saying, "Then thank you."

Allen was in a great mood, "There's no need to thank me.

I should be thanking you.

In less than ten years, I will definitely challenge the Heavenly Tribulation and advance to level seven.

I've been waiting for this day for too long."

His eyes revealed confidence and a powerful aura.

Having fully recovered from his illness, he regained the high-spirited state he had decades ago, even surpassing it.

Dorle and Elleng looked at Allen and smiled, knowing that if this guy advanced to level seven, they would have another backer.

Just at this moment, with Dorle's mental strength, he sensed two very powerful auras erupting from other parts of the wizard tower.

He smiled slightly, thinking that the Fengdu and Fengchen brothers had probably recovered.

Although it was a business relationship, the price he asked for was not high.

These two would give him face.

Now, he had four level six experts backing him.

Allen and Elleng exchanged glances, their faces revealing happy smiles.

Allen then said to Dorle, "The two of them won't be here for another twenty days.

Why don't you stay here with me for now?

It's a good opportunity to digest the magic cores you have on hand."

Dorle nodded.

Allen directly arranged a room for Dorle, letting him stay there.

After everyone left, Dorle couldn't wait to take out the magic cores and start absorbing them.

Magic cores were not only pure energy crystals left behind after a creature's death, but they also left behind a portion of pure remnants of the soul, remnants of the soul without any memory, which could be directly absorbed.

This was Dorle's main purpose.

He didn't lack magic power itself.

His vast mental strength and sufficiently high-end meditation techniques were very good at plundering the surrounding elemental energy.

What he lacked was a means to increase his mental strength limit.

In his hands, apart from hallucinogenic potions, there was nothing else that could crudely increase the upper limit of mental strength.

Thinking of this, Dorle confirmed that the surroundings were safe, then placed the magic cores around him.

He condensed magic power with his mental strength, connecting these magic cores to form a huge magic array, and then sat in the middle.

After finishing all this, feeling the rich magic power around him, he didn't say a word and took out a bottle of potent hallucinogenic potion, directly pouring it into his mouth.

He now urgently needed to increase his strength and couldn't care about so much.

The potent hallucinogenic potion was slightly bitter as soon as it entered his mouth.

Dorle entered a meditative state, and the vast storm elements quickly circulated.

Before long, his mind separated from the operation of the storm elements and entered the illusions of the potent hallucinogenic potion.

It wasn't the first time Dorle had entered an illusion, and he had some experience dealing with it.

He just needed to guard his heart.

This time, the illusion was very fierce.

As soon as he entered the illusion, he found himself in a storm.

Bean-sized raindrops slammed hard on his face.

He quickly realized that he had no means to use and could only resist with his physical body.

Feeling this situation, he silently stood in the rain, enduring the invasion of the storm, letting the cold rain and hail hit his body and face, leaving his body riddled with holes.

The storm was useless, and then there was a blizzard, extreme blizzard, high temperature, and endless natural disasters.

…

Time slowly passed, and Dorle stayed in the tower for more than ten days, even taking his meals from his storage bracelet.

The magic density in the room was extremely high, and the magic reaction was very fast, not at all like an ordinary level three wizard.

Fifteen days slowly passed.

Dorle opened his eyes and glanced at his arms, feeling a powerful force flowing through his body.

He had reached the peak of level three wizard.

At the same time, his warrior strength also reached level three.

He had originally cultivated a fire-elemental battle qi technique, which was quite compatible with his own technique.

After abandoning the fire element, this technique was no longer compatible with the power of a wizard, so he still had to find a warrior technique that matched it.

However, Dorle wasn't in a hurry.

This matter could be done slowly.

With his current mental control, maintaining the non-conflict of the two techniques was very easy.

After advancing to the peak of a level three wizard, if he wanted to advance to level four, he needed to understand the essence of storm elements and promote the advancement of storm elements.

His current level was at most considered a nascent level in nature, and not even nascent in the elemental realm of nature.

Therefore, he needed to upgrade the storm elements, increasing the volume and range of influence of the storm elements from a substantial perspective.

The volume of level three storm elements was pitifully small.

The level three peak storm elements only affected a range of three hundred meters, and that was only in the consciousness world.

In the real world, it would be like a small whirlwind, unable to affect anything at all.

What he had to do now was to directly manipulate reality with meditation, so that it would have an external influence.

This was also the greatest terror of the elemental realm meditation technique.

If he had a territory in the future, it would definitely be an elemental territory.

With a single thought, hundreds or even thousands of kilometers would turn into a storm world, and anyone who came would die.

But that was a matter for the future.

How could he influence the outside world now?

This required him to constantly experiment and constantly adjust the density of the storm elements to form resonance with the real environment.

This was not something that could be solved by seclusion.

He needed to go outside and constantly experiment.

Thinking of this, he relaxed, his eyes revealing a gleam.

He needed to go out.

Thinking about it, there were still five days left, so he waited patiently.

The elements in the room calmed down, and Dorle cleaned up the shattered magic cores on the ground.

All the magic cores were used up, and he felt a little unbelievable.

The number of magic cores he used had exceeded three times the number used by others.

PS: emm, the collection has also dropped, really so sad. . . . .