The Witcher: Elemental Lords

In contrast, looking at the Marcia family and the Lant family, they sent out whatever experts they had. This action itself was already at a disadvantage.

They chatted very happily. About two hours later, Dorre traded the remaining and newly refined potions to the O'Neill family, and they took them all away, leaving none behind. Dorre received a staggering ten million gold coins.

This transaction amount seems large, but for building a level-seven wizard tower, it can only be said to have accumulated a little bit.

After they left, Ash also breathed a sigh of relief.

Within the family, each acts independently, and there is actually very little interaction between them. She didn't expect so many people to come together.

After seeing them off, Ash softly said, "It seems this is the meaning of our family patriarch. They also acknowledge you."

Dorre looked at Ash, "What's there to acknowledge or not? You do your best, and I do my best. As long as we both work hard together and progress together, what does it matter who acknowledges us when we have enough power?"

Ash looked at Dorre, thinking, 'So that's what he thinks.' So she nodded.

Indeed, what does it matter what others think? Just do your best.

Thinking of this, she became even more determined in her path.

She knew that Dorre was more determined than her on his path. Therefore, even if he usually refines potions or does alchemy, his cultivation speed is much faster than hers, because he has already understood his heart, knows what he wants, and what he can do.

His goal is very clear.

Ash also needs to clarify her own goal, otherwise she will be left further and further behind by Dorre.

"Let's work hard together." Ash's eyes suddenly brightened.

...

In the dark basement, Charles struggled hard, desperately struggling. Under the pull of the energy ropes, he was still unwilling to give up.

That damn Dorre, that damn Ash, when I get out, I'll definitely make you look good.

He unconsciously spoke these words, his face twisted and flushed, with anger. For so many years, whether in the family or in the army, he had never experienced such treatment.

Anger, annoyance, and fury, but there was no regret.

Just then, Dorre's voice, with a heavy meaning, appeared in the space he was in.

"Charles, do you know where you went wrong?"

Charles heard the voice, calmed down, and snorted coldly, "I was wrong in not capturing you on the spot."

Dorre laughed, his faint laughter filling the room, very eerie.

Hearing this voice, Charles's spirit was inexplicably affected, and his angry emotions slowly began to calm down.

The laughter was too eerie, too creepy. What was this guy going to do?

"Charles, you still haven't figured out one thing. This is my wizard tower. Even if you put your hand on me, you can't hurt a single hair on my head. This is a level-six wizard tower, not your barracks."

"Your family also has wizard towers. You should know what a wizard tower is. Why do I spend a huge amount of time and a huge amount of gold coins to build a wizard tower? It's for nothing else but safety. Do you know what safety is?"

"A wizard tower is the foundation of a wizard's life. With a wizard tower, a wizard is equivalent to having a legion, an omnipotent legion. Power is everywhere, and various magic arrays are always in the active state, blessing the user. Compared to ordinary wizards, a wizard with a wizard tower doesn't need equipment at all. Just a wizard tower is enough to sweep the world."

After hearing these words, Charles gradually calmed down and became silent.

That's right, this is someone else's wizard tower. What am I arguing with him about? Damn it.

After a long time, he snorted coldly and said, "What are you telling me this for? The winner is king, the loser is bandit. I admit defeat."

Dorre snorted coldly, his voice continuing to resound loudly, "From your expression and actions, I see unwillingness."

Charles was immediately enraged, "You're just a small level-five wizard. Why should I be convinced by you? When I, Charles, was rampaging in all directions, where were you? What achievements do you have? Tell me, why should I be convinced by you?" He said his last sentence word by word, with an unspeakable domineering and arrogant aura in it.

Dorre chuckled and said lightly, "You have participated in many battles, annihilated many magical beasts, and protected the citizens of the Glory Empire. I don't deny this, but remember, that is your duty, not your glory. If you really want to talk about it, how many magical beasts have you killed? How many high-level magical beasts have you killed?"

Charles understood the meaning in Dorre's words.

He is a soldier, and a soldier should defend his country. Moreover, this platform has also given him enough convenience. Killing magical beasts, he is systematically trained and has enough time to face magical beasts. What's there to be proud of?

But killing is killing, and that is glory.

He snorted coldly and said, "Wouldn't several thousand count? I've also killed two of the same level." His language was full of pride.

Among creatures of the same level, humans are the weakest. He can kill two level-six magical beasts, which is definitely the best of the best.

Dorre oh-ed and said, "Is that so? I'll take you to see something. Do you want to see it?"

Charles didn't speak, just snorted softly.

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Without saying a word, Dorre moved a magical beast over.

The room changed from darkness to daylight, and everything inside was clearly visible. It was just an empty room. At this moment, something was moved over.

Charles saw it. This was an overlord of the sea, a sea serpent, a full sixty meters long. The huge corpse was placed on the ground of the room, almost occupying the entire room.

After the sea serpent appeared, the oppressive feeling brought by its huge body immediately stunned Charles. What was this thing? Was there such a big snake?

He quickly reacted. This thing was probably not simple. What level was it? What did Dorre mean by this? His heart immediately turned cold.

"Guess what this is?"

Charles had never seen a sea creature like this before, and his face gradually became unnatural. "A snake."

Dorre snorted, "You're really ignorant. This is called a sea serpent, a level-six one. In addition, I have quite a few level-six corpses here. Do you want to see them all?"

Charles became silent.

He then thought that since the other party could easily suppress him, he could probably suppress other level-six creatures as well. His glorious achievements in front of the other party were probably still too immature.

This guy and Ash went out for more than two years, and advanced from level four to level five. The process was probably very difficult. I don't know how many demons and monsters they killed. With the assistance of the wizard tower, the efficiency of killing monsters was many times higher than his own.

He had indeed underestimated this person.

Only after truly seeing the corpse of the sea serpent did Charles understand how far the gap between him and the other party was.

Although the other party used the wizard tower, the wizard tower itself was refined by the other party.

"You start to be proud after killing a few level-six magical beasts? You don't put others in your eyes anymore? To be honest, I, Dorre, admire you very much. Even though I have two level-six wizard towers, in this Wasenburg, I still keep my tail between my legs. What are you proud of?"