The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The communication with Eunice was a bit nonsensical, and Dole didn't know why Eunice would understand the word 'friendship' in that way.

But it was also understandable. In a place surrounded by enemies, being able to communicate with other races and maintain ties might be like human nobles sending their daughters away—only using people as bonds can things last long.

However, elves are indeed beautiful, with their tall figures and delicate features. Which race of men wouldn't like them?

Unless it's gnomes and dwarves, their heights are too short.

Dole thought maliciously.

Sending out the formula, he also breathed a sigh of relief. This matter was temporarily put aside, and it was time to check on the progress of the silicon-based clone.

With ready-made silicon-based finished products, Dole wasn't afraid of the experiment failing. Success was only a matter of time. Next, he had to take his time.

At this time, Dole had already learned from other people that Nightmare was spreading the news that he knew the Nightmare Meditation Method. After pondering for a while, he sneered. Did he think Dole was like him, developing believers everywhere, invading other people's dreams, making it known to everyone? Let them investigate, so be it. Anyway, the people whose dreams I invaded are basically dead, with no proof.

Dole wasn't afraid of being checked. Anyway, he could blame it on the Bone Demon God. If it really didn't work, he could reveal some secrets of the Bone Demon God, which wouldn't have any impact on his core.

His current core is the silicon-based clone. As long as he gets this thing out, that will be the real killer. What insect clones, what elemental clones are all weak. What is the concept of a clone whose body is naturally at level six? It can punch an elephant to death at birth. It's a fierce batch.

Now, in the laboratory, the silicon-based clone has grown to the vicinity of the thigh root. As long as there is enough energy and experimental consumables, it can be completed in at most three months. By then, he can directly use the clone to replace the main body for cultivation, killing in all directions.

Although the wonderful uses of the silicon-based clone are still unclear, Dole dares to assert, just from the energy density and volume, that the silicon-based clone must be ridiculously strong. Its body composition is very outrageous, being the initial substance. Just imagine how powerful it is.

However, Dole didn't take it lightly, and the Nightmare clone hid even deeper.

After helping solve the elf's matter, Dole didn't have many other ideas, besides the silicon-based clone, he was researching the eighth-level path of the two wizard towers.

Time slowly passed for about ten days, gradually reaching mid-March. The weather turned warm, and the air from the south brought moisture. In spring, the north began to drizzle.

Nightmare Ancestor began to go crazy throughout the entire West Ring Continent. He wasn't limited to the Glory Empire alone. Nightmare Forest, the Northern Kingdom, the Far North, all could find the figure of Nightmare Ancestor, but so far, no eighth-level being had been invaded.

But all the wizards knew that time was getting tighter and tighter. When Nightmare Ancestor successfully invaded an eighth-level being, then the entire West Ring Continent would slowly be captured. Black Dragon Ancestor had already been confirmed to be invaded and was launching a dream attack against the opponent.

At this time, Dole was standing on Mount Albis. The Turin Bone Tower had already begun to be built. Unlike the Babel Tower, which needed to ponder the spatial magic patterns, Dole could completely master most of the Turin Bone Tower's magic patterns after studying them carefully for a period of time.

For Dole, the Turin Bone Tower's magic patterns were relatively easier to control.

As the last huge bone fell on the wizard tower, the thirty-two-story wizard tower converged its light, forming a gloomy bone tower, standing on the top of the mountain.

The bone tower exuded a strong aura of darkness and death, forming circles of energy waves on the outside. Just one glance seemed to feel the arrival of death.

At this moment, Dole's heart stirred. In the endless storm, a storm giant walked out of the storm. His height of more than two hundred meters stood in front of Dole and the Turin Bone Tower, like a small mountain.

At this time, Dole slowly retreated, giving the space to the storm giant.

The storm giant's huge figure slowly arrived. He raised his hand and punched the eighth-level Turin Bone Tower.

This punch was like a mountain collapsing. The hundreds-of-meters-long arm, carrying a huge amount of power, slammed down. If it hit an ordinary mountain, it would be flattened with one punch.

On the Babel Tower, Elrea and Aisha were each holding a child, watching there. At this time, seeing Dole testing the Turin Bone Tower and looking at the storm giant, they both opened their mouths wide. Even Monica opened her mouth wide at this time.

Monica exclaimed, "What is Daddy going to do?"

As soon as her voice fell, in the distance, the storm giant's punch had already landed on the Turin Bone Tower.

Boom.

The black and gray flames on the Turin Bone Tower swayed uncertainly. After the fist fell, before it even got close, the wizard tower's formation automatically counterattacked. With a gentle shake, a wave of energy was set off within a radius of tens of miles. The storm giant's arm bore the brunt. Just a slight touch caused it to explode.

The huge energy pushed away, and the storm giant fell backward with a broken arm.

The powerful energy fluctuations even slightly shook the storm domain.

Dole stood in the storm, nodded slightly when he saw this. This was the eighth level. The wizard formation evolved many rules among the death and darkness systems. At least three rules had reached above the ninth level. As long as he didn't fall, relying on this wizard tower, reaching the eighth level in the future would be a sure thing.

This was the weapon to deal with the eighth level.

After the test was completed, Dole waved his hand, and the huge Turin Bone Tower gently flew up, returning to the mountain peak next to the Babel Tower, landing steadily.

The scale of the Turin Bone Tower was much higher than that of the Babel Tower. The thirty-two-story Turin Bone Tower felt more than twice as tall as the Babel Tower.

After the test was completed, Dole was slightly tired. The requirements of the eighth-level wizard formation were very precise. There couldn't be any deviation. Just upgrading the Turin Bone Tower made him feel like he had fought a great battle for several days and nights, and his mental power was seriously depleted.

With a flip of his wrist, he took out a few bottles of potions, poured them into his mouth, and drank them. Only then did his mental power improve a little.

Returning to the Babel Tower, Dole came to the two women. At this time, Elrea looked at Dole as if looking at a monster.

Dole ignored Elrea's gaze and came to the two women, hugging Monica in his arms.

Monica stared blankly at her father and said in a childish voice, "Daddy, I thought the storm giant was very powerful, but it turns out it can't beat the wizard tower."

Dole smiled and said, "The wizard tower is now at the eighth level, and the storm giant is only at the seventh level, so it definitely can't beat it."

Monica raised her hand and made a cheering gesture, "I knew the wizard tower was the most powerful, and Daddy is the most powerful. I must be even more powerful than Daddy."

Dole chuckled, "Then you have to work hard and grow up quickly so you can cultivate."

Aisha came over holding Brian and smiled faintly, "With the eighth-level wizard tower, our safety is also guaranteed. That Nightmare Ancestor is really hard to guard against."