"Ancient Soul-Binding Mage?"

Quess has seen introductions to this profession in the book collections of Knowledge Heritage and Dragon Nest:

"Soul-binding mage is a spell caster who uses ancient blood transformation to obtain artificial supernatural blood...

They pursue better control over the mixed magical power flowing deep in their souls, and study the true meaning of the evolution and creation of life by creating synthetic beasts...

It is somewhat similar to the magician's ability to trace bloodline inheritance through high charisma, but it is completely different from the magician's ability to cast magic through research and learning...

However, the spellcasting ability of soul-binding mages is artificially transplanted rather than inherited like warlocks. They are unable to construct a clear spell structure. Their power is complex and full of destructive power. Spellcasters are accustomed to naming it 'evil magic'...

Under the control of will, the soul-binding mage can directly use the magical power from himself or the tragic victim to complete covert operations, control weak-willed souls, or directly use magic flames to destroy enemies, but he always needs to fight with

Fighting with twisted wills derived from power...

Perhaps the bloodline transformation developed by soul-binding mages in ancient times was just a less successful experiment; the enthusiasm of magicians for creating various synthetic beasts can also be understood as their hope to repair their own bodies and souls by studying the evolution and creation of life.

The twisted chaos in the depths..."

The legacy of spellcasters inherited from ancient times, two eras before the conflict between the races and the rise of the human race, is of immeasurable value. In fact, after reading Quatman's experimental records, Quess has the potential to reveal himself to these

They are all very interested in the ancient secrets of why they can travel to the world of ashes.

"The laboratory of the ancient soul-binding mage is indeed of very high value. To be blunt, the value is much higher than that of the son of the chief of your tribe who was captured by me. But I believe that the exploration you have done has not been successful, and even

It can be said that the losses were heavy."

Opportunities always coexist with challenges, and wealth is always directly proportional to danger. It is a simple truth.

"Indeed, with the strength of the Salem tribe, it is simply wishful thinking to completely complete the exploration of this ruins," Even the strange voice of Brachi the Tongue Puller, which sounded like boiling water, could not hide the bitterness in his tone.

He stated in an almost frustrated tone: "It has been too long since the Elf Tribe has had a legendary spell caster. Even if they have found a new way to develop a relatively simple sound method, there are not enough high-level spell casters. I want to

When exploring this kind of ruins, there are no high-level spellcasters on staff, and no matter how many warriors there are, they can't compete with the weird traps and the terrifying synthetic beast herds."

"In fact, our previous exploration only advanced a short distance before we were almost completely annihilated. We only encountered obstacles from some low-level synthetic beasts."

Brachi understood that it was no longer possible to hide the dangers of the Soulbinder Mage's laboratory, so he simply admitted the failure of the tribe's exploration operation. He understood that negotiation was like gambling, and more chips needed to be put on the table before his opponent would be willing to follow.

Enter.

He took out another scroll and signaled to the accompanying warriors, one of whom took out a wooden box from his backpack.

"We are not without harvest. This is a harvest that Hajir Khan and I desperately brought out from the soul-binding mage's laboratory." Brachi opened the scroll and introduced: "We defeated the first wave of synthetic beasts and found

We found a workshop that produced this kind of synthetic beast weapon, and it was here that we gained the biggest gain of this trip."

Tongue Puller Brachi's voice suddenly rose and he chanted like he was singing:

"The beast born for war is beginning to show its edge,

Even if you sip the hot oil from the ground, you won’t find it scalding hot.

Armor as strong as a shield is not afraid of iron or swords and guns,

The fangs and teeth dig out the heart of the enemy.

Charging horses will retreat and hesitate when encountering it,

Even brave warriors tremble and panic when they encounter it.

Obey the Khan's orders and defend against enemies on all sides,

The glory of Salem is written in the blood of the stumps!"

As the chanting suddenly stopped, the elf messenger suddenly opened the wooden box handed over by his subordinates.

The organ of an unknown creature was lying in the box, but it was obvious that the creature with this organ was definitely not an ordinary creature. Hot burning fuel replaced the blood vessels that should have been flowing blood, and even the inside of the wooden box containing it was somewhat carbonized.

At the same time, a pungent smell broke into the nostrils of everyone present as the box was opened.

"Based on a research note obtained by deciphering the ancient soul-binding mage and the production nest of the synthetic beast workshop, I worked with all the senior chanters of the tribe to develop a new type of war synthetic beast Blazing Shadow belonging to the Salem tribe.

Beast. This is the highest secret of the tribe. Apart from the chief and me, only a few elders and a few ten thousand captains know about it."

Brachi glanced at Epicurus and the three Ogre brothers who were still standing aside, as if he didn't want to reveal more, but Ques did not express his position. He could only continue: "This kind of war beast has no gender.

There is no way to give birth naturally, and they can only rely on the production nest to cultivate larvae. They do not need to drink water, and their fighting power is amazing. They only need to be fed black oil dug out of the ground regularly to survive and develop well. Their vitality is amazing, even if their bodies are cut open, they will survive.

It won’t die easily. This wooden box contains the organs of this blazing shadow beast that digest black oil.”

Taking the water bag handed over by another warrior attendant, it was not filled with water but with black oil. Brachi poured a little on the organ. The black oil quickly penetrated into the organ, and after a while the color became a little dull.

The organ began to pump rhythmically, and some of the blood vessel-like tissues connected to this organ flowed out burning liquid with an astonishing temperature. Inside the small wooden box, there were many debris carbonized by high temperature.

"Barbecued meat that cooks itself..." Ogre Gourmet looked at the digestive organs of the Blazing Shadow Beast and muttered in a low voice.

Seeing the Blazing Shadow Beast digesting and utilizing the thermal energy of black oil, Quess first thought of the red dragons, which are also five-color dragons. They also have the ability to swallow magma. However, although dragons can directly eat any energy-rich material

He makes a living, but he will never give up his preference for flesh and blood. He relied on great perseverance and rational restraint to chew copper ore.

"It doesn't have the abnormal digestion ability of a giant dragon, but it is enough to be called a monster like a biological internal combustion engine," Ques thought secretly: "Compared with the synthetic beasts that can only be played with some stitches now, the ancient soul-binding mages

Sure enough, it has its own unique technology. Maybe it is really a legacy of that ancient civilization."

Seeing that Quess, who had transformed into a human boy, was somewhat moved, Brachi added another word: "Powerful Dragon Nest Messenger, the value of this map has been proven, although Salem currently has no way to get more from here.

Harvest, but the dragon nest with the legendary dragon as its foundation is capable of exploring this ruins. The synthetic beast organization in this wooden box can be used as evidence for you to provide feasible suggestions to the great legendary dragon."

"I have to agree that this map is indeed worth the value of the son of the chief named Harkonnen. I agree to exercise the priority exchange agreement, and you can take this elf away."

"Thank you for your kindness and generosity. Then there are still more than a hundred warriors to exchange, is it okay..."

Quis waved his hand to stop Brach from speaking: "As a result of the previous contract, I have traded all these people to this businessman as slaves, and have received corresponding rewards. If you want to discuss returning to other Salem

If you are a warrior, you can discuss it directly with him."

After accepting the map given by the elf and the digestive tissue of the synthetic beast, he put them into his backpack. Ques called his ogre friends and walked out of the tent that made him feel small and stuffy. It was already far away from the dragon's nest.

It's very close, so I have to go back soon and explain my absence from the past few days.

As for these harvests, Dragon Nest does not stipulate that the proceeds from hunting patrols must be turned over, and there is no urgent need for me to explore the soul-binding mage's remains immediately. There is no need to tell the old dragon this.

"My ogre friends, I have to go back to the dragon's nest to fulfill my work obligations first. It's still about two days' walk from the dragon's nest. The trading place you arrived at with the caravan should be one of the old dragon's relatives.

It's called "Keyfoot' Kobold Settlement." Ques reached out and patted the wrists of several ogres. This is also the highest position that this transformed body can touch: "I look forward to our meeting again and teaming up to explore together."

this world."

The experience of running a group still affects Ques's thinking. Although there is no data to show it, after a few days of getting along with the young blue dragon, he has been able to detect that several ogres have a good impression of him. "Maybe.

If you are still in the game now, your charm value is already so high that you can click on the interface to recruit companions, haha."

While the young dragon was happily reminiscing about the past, in the big tent in the middle of the caravan station, the slightly conceited Epicurus was also having a "cordial and friendly" exchange with the elf messenger known as the Tongue Puller.

"Negotiation.

"Holy Sun! Elf messengers of Salem, you must understand that it was your unprovoked attack that caused my losses. The compensation brought to me by the captives as slaves is not even enough to offset half of my original losses!"

"According to desert customs, this is not an unprovoked attack. It's just that you have entered our hunting area. Salem has the right to demand the commercial taxes that belong to his tribe!"

"It's a pity that your tax officials neither know numbers nor have any etiquette training. They launched an attack on my caravan without even declaring war!"

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"Salem will compensate you with gems worth a thousand silver karts, and I will sign an oath with you authorized in the name of the ancestors of the tribe. In the next three years, your caravan will be in Salem and any vassal department."

Each bazaar can have a free stall, and there is no need to pay taxes when purchasing furs, weapons and even slaves from the elven tribe, and there is a 20% discount on the total price."

"As for weapons, does it include the war beast named Blazing Shadow that you mentioned in your previous discussion?" Epicurus asked tentatively.

"You are wishful thinking!" In response to the angry roar of the tongue puller, the accompanying elf warriors all drew their scimitars.

"Okay, okay, I just want to consult." Seeing the way his guarding warriors were at war with the elves as if they were facing a powerful enemy, Epicurus said sarcastically that he was just curious.

"So what's your answer?" Brachi motioned to the elf warriors to put away their knives.

"Deal, but the agreement must be drafted immediately, signed and sealed. I need the Khan's seal of acceptance of you as the negotiator."

"As you wish, I wish your caravan can obtain gratifying wealth from the hands of friendly Salem and its friends." Brachi showed a smile and conveyed his blessings to the merchants, but he was thinking in his heart: "

May the thieves in the Bazar tear your money bag to pieces and empty it out, leaving not a single word left!"

"Thank you for your wishes. May your kind words bring you long-term health and happiness." Epicurus returned the greeting, but what he really thought about at this time was: "May swords and spears be placed on your heads,
Chapter completed!