The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The middle-aged shopkeeper helplessly pointed upwards, "It's upstairs. I'll remind you, that person is a Marquis. Be careful, you lot, and don't cause any trouble."

The burly man snorted coldly, "So what if he's a Marquis?" He didn't dare to make any definitive statements and charged upstairs.

The middle-aged shopkeeper didn't even look at him, continuing with his own business.

As soon as the guard team entered, the roast duck restaurant became lively. The hall buzzed with questions, everyone asking who had caused trouble upstairs. Even they were called in. This was no small matter.

Soon, the news that four people had been subdued upstairs spread.

The first and second floors became lively.

...

Dore frowned and sighed, "They're here."

Ayrin Leiya's lips curled into a sly smile, "So what if they're here?"

Dore was speechless. This little girl was doing it on purpose.

He said, "No matter how many people come, as long as they aren't Level 7, they'll just end up on the ground. It's meaningless."

Ayrin Leiya was momentarily speechless. She had forgotten that the other party was already Level 7, a behemoth.

The strong man arrived quickly. He saw his two younger brothers and two other cronies at the door, and his expression immediately darkened. These people had been lying there for a long time. Clearly, the other party had no intention of letting them up.

He reached the doorway and glanced inside.

The next moment, an immense and irresistible force descended from the sky, landing on him.

Without the slightest hesitation, the strong man was pressed to the ground, just like his brothers.

The strong man was instantly terrified. His peak Level 6 strength couldn't withstand even a single blow. He desperately released his battle aura, but the power was unbelievably strong. He didn't even have a chance to move, only managing slight twitches.

Who is this? What kind of person is this?

The strong man only had one thought in his mind. He hadn't even seen the person before he was on the ground, feeling utterly humiliated.

At that moment, he heard a voice, "The young people of the Alexander family… only Augustine is worth looking at. Others, like Maverick, are very ordinary. Although Augustine has the potential to become a strong person, he is too burdened by the family. If it continues like this, he will have a hard time achieving greatness. In the Imperial Capital, the only one with the best chance of breaking through to Level 7 in a short time is your sister, Daphne. No one else can."

The strong man was filled with shame and indignation. How dare they look down on the Alexander family? How infuriating! Kid, who gave you the courage?

He roared, wanting to curse, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't make a sound.

Just then, he suddenly saw two feet walking past his head.

One foot was wearing magic shoes, and the other was wearing combat boots. Clearly, the one in the combat boots was Princess Ayrin Leiya. Who was this other person?

At that moment, his face darkened, and an unparalleled sense of shame and indignation arose in his heart. That person had actually stepped on his face.

How infuriating!

Anger, a raging fire soared to the ninth heaven, but the strong man also knew that he was definitely not his opponent.

The shoe on his face was heavy, almost deforming his face. The strong man became even more ashamed and angry.

The owner of the shoes left the next moment.

A series of footsteps faded away, and that person went away.

The strong man desperately wanted to stand up, but he still couldn't. At this moment, the shame and indignation in his heart were beyond words, but it wasn't as if he hadn't considered it. He was horrified. Who had he offended?

The sound of footsteps in the stairwell faded away, but the strong man still hadn't gotten up!

Shame, indignation, and now, a sense of fear was added to his heart. Who had he offended?

...

After settling the bill and returning to the Glory Wizard Alliance, Ayrin Leiya had a look of starry-eyed admiration.

The two of them had just walked out of the roast duck restaurant, stepping on the Alexander family's people's faces. It felt so good.

The Alexander family was a super wizard family. Who would dare to step on them like that?

It felt so good.

Ayrin Leiya almost leaned on Dore, chattering all the way, telling Dore some idle gossip. In the palace, she was either cultivating, being taught, or listening to the gossip of the maids. She was suffocating.

Returning to the Glory Wizard Alliance, Dore's heart stirred, and he took Ayrin Leiya to another place.

The logistics department of the Glory Wizard Alliance had notified him to pick up the materials.

The two of them hurried to Wizard Tower Number Eight.

This wasn't Dore's first time here. He always received some materials. Ordinary wizards were in charge, and they were quite respectful to him.

This time, when Dore arrived at Wizard Tower Number Eight, he saw an old man. He had seen the other party's image. It was the person in charge of Wizard Tower Number Eight, the old man that Old Demon called Old Wood.

Old Wood stood there, his expression solemn, looking up at the sky, seemingly thinking about something. Sensing Dore's arrival, he lowered his head, and a pair of eyes filled with wisdom sized him up.

Dore slowly walked over with Ayrin Leiya and slowly said, "Greetings, Lord Wood."

Old Wood nodded, pondered slightly, and said, "Some of the materials on your list are very special. I spent some effort to obtain them, and the price is a bit inflated."

Dore raised his head, "Name your price."

Old Wood said a number.

Dore didn't haggle. With a flip of his wrist, several materials appeared in his hand. These materials quickly melted in his hand, and magical runes were inscribed, creating a delicate ring.

He transferred a portion of magic crystals into the ring and handed it to Old Wood.

The surrounding people were stunned. Refining a storage ring so quickly? Was it only five seconds? Was this the so-called alchemy expert?

Ayrin Leiya had even more little stars in her eyes.

Dore didn't think much of it. After handing it to Old Wood, he said, "It's all inside."

Old Wood wasn't very surprised by Dore's magic. He took the ring, glanced at it, and then his heart shook. Just the ring itself was worth millions of gold coins, with a huge space inside...

Earning millions of gold coins in five seconds, this...

He swallowed his saliva, calmed his mood slightly, thought for a moment, and carefully said, "I will do my best to obtain the other materials. It will probably be completed within a month."

Dore nodded, "I'll be here recently."

Old Wood nodded, flipped his wrist, and put the ring in his hand, "Come with me."

The handover went smoothly, and Dore quickly obtained what he wanted.

A space ring to buy off an Level 8 wizard. Dore smiled.

Returning to his Tower of Babel, Dore thought for a moment. The materials for the main body of the Tower of Babel were almost complete. He was only missing a few core materials, which were very advanced and hadn't been obtained yet. He couldn't go back yet.

Although the round trip would only take a few hours, it would waste too much time.

Entering the Tower of Babel, he calmed down and told Ayrin Leiya to look around as she pleased. Then, he carefully considered his next path.

His path was very wide. There were many forces he could access with his hands. Any of them could allow others to go far on the Level 7 path. Therefore, he was only lacking time now.

Both clones were researching power, plus himself, enough to cross a huge gap in a short time. However, Level 7 power itself had a big difference, so he was also considering which one to take.