It turned out that the magic apprentice Hantes was quite unlucky, because in the process of preparing various potions, he suddenly realized that the king's grass could not be prepared according to the teacher's requirements, because Hantes could not find the old cat of Old Slinger.
Then he suddenly remembered that the old cat had been taken to the countryside three days earlier.
Fang Senyan regretted why he was cheap at that time, so he asked the sentence that made him want to cry without tears for the rest of the period: "Hmm, Mr.
Hantes, is there any necessary connection between the king's grass and the cat?"
Hantes, an apprentice magician, said with a bitter face: "Sir, King's Grass is not a very rare plant, it grows near the Charr, but if you want to use it to ward off the dark forces, then you have to use its seeds.
Because its seeds are inherently rare and highly poisonous, we usually use them to soak them into poisons, which is very popular with hunters. ” "So what does this have to do with cats," Fang Senyan chased after him.
"Please be patient, sir, because of this, we have to be very patient with the preparation of King's Grass, I have to get rid of the poison from the seeds, and then I have a layer of shell on the outside, and only a little bit of this damn shell will affect the efficacy of the medicine.
So, you have to let the cat eat the seeds of the king's grass, its stomach acid can perfectly corrode the poisonous shell of the seeds, and then take it out of the cat's body before the damn stomach acid invades the inner kernel of the seed. ” The fog song girl suddenly said very nervously: "Wouldn't that kill the poor cat?"
"Oh, it won't be so cruel, if we kill this old cat then the rats will flood our shop, and most importantly death will change the level of stomach acid and ruin the medicine, so we only need a little bit of irritating medicine to make the cat vomit or excrete the processed seeds quickly, depending on its mood."
Fang Senyan's face was already very ugly, but Jiao Shi had a gloating tone, and decided to smash Fang Senyan's last luck psychology: "Okay, well, Mr.
Hantes, I'm going to applaud you for your outstanding learning, and then I have a question, the only question, whether the seeds of King's Wort will be taken orally or externally."
The apprentice's answer was also very good: "If the evil exists outside the human body, then it is more appropriate to use it externally, and if the evil is hidden in the human body, then it must be eaten."
Old Sterling did not return a full two hours later, and it seemed that his mood did not change for the better of the conversation with the mayor, so that the poor apprentice was undoubtedly scolded as if he had been beaten by a storm.
After paying the price of two platinum coins, old Sterling found another goat to "process" the seeds of the king's grass, Fang Senyan avoided it at this time under the pretext of visiting the rest of the magic supply stores, and finally concocted the potion showed a black and yellow thick state, it must be said that it looked very disgusting, and the smell was also maddening, even the smoke emitted by the potion was brown and yellow, hovering in the air strangely, and it would not dissipate for a long time.
Old Sterling stirred the potion vigorously until it no longer emitted any smoke before handing it to Fang Senyan, Fang Senyan closed his eyes and then directly "drank", or poured into his stomach, and then he endured it for ten minutes, and vomited out of the medicine he drank without a doubt.
However, the disgusting liquid that was vomited out seemed to have life, forming a large number of hideous and strange insects, jumping wildly, as if they had their own souls, but fortunately, old Sterling had already prepared a wooden barrel, which contained the leaves of the privet tree soaked in water and the flowers of soot, and these strange vomit made a sizzling sound in the soaking liquid of the two plants, and then dissipated into the air.
Fang Senyan leaned back on the chair next to him, and it took a long time for him to recover, it looked like he was seriously ill, but fortunately, the stubborn negative effect that was wrapped around his body finally disappeared, although the old man's treatment method was a little disgusting, but at least it had a curative effect.
Next, Franklin also went around in his store and bought a few bottles of potion, what cold protection potion, what plastic energy strengthening potion, what magic source potion Of course, the price must be high, but it seems that Franklin's platinum coins are also quite abundant, not only did he purchase a lot, but he also stuffed three bottles for Fang Senyan and Jiaoshi.
Fang Senyan saw that a bottle was an infrared vision potion, after drinking this thing, it could have a powerful night vision ability like an animal, and it seemed that the last time he fought with the Ring Knight in the dark, he was very impressed.
Another bottle is called Dwarven Stubbornness, the main ingredient of this potion is said to be extracted from the dwarven beard, and there is a magical power that will improve the balance of the user amazingly.
Let's put it this way, don't even think about hooking people down even if you sweep the hall.
The last potion is a very targeted thing for the dark power, there is a very weird name called the dark sponge, drinking it can harden the drinker's skin, and can absorb 50 damage to all dark forces for 24 hours or enough to absorb 1000 dark damage.
After making a big purchase, Fang Senyan didn't plan to delay too much time, but directly found Charles's teleportation array to use, there is no doubt that using this thing is also a sure way to burn money, a full hundred platinum coins, and then add the final sentence: per person, and finally there is a relevant explanation: bring your own materials.
Fortunately, the door of the dwarven mineral treasure house is almost open to the other side, so the material cost of the teleportation array is almost negligible, and the freshly baked superior gems in the Moria's pit make the teleportation array work quite well, and even the waiting time for teleportation has been reduced by several minutes.
The feeling of Eliador and the soft, prosperous and graceful Shire is completely different.
If Charles is a cute girl with an innocent smile, Eliador is a half-topped, scarred man with a scarred face, and even roars brutally It was a very rough place, and it seemed that even the air was filled with screams and the smell of blood.
Only the Brutality and Brutality were able to gain a foothold in the place closest to the Dark King, thus transporting all kinds of expensive specialties to Middle-earth.
Eriador is ruled by the lord of Silon, who practices a rare form of slavery in this place, and only this iron-fisted rule can maintain order here.
Fang Senyan and the others walked on the road made of red stone unique to the area, and in a short period of time, they saw a lot of things that could not be seen in other places.
For example, the captain of the patrol squad in the streets is a heavily armed human, but behind him is actually ten orc slaves, these orc slaves were captured and raised from childhood, their eyes are blood-red, they are well-armoured, armed with shields and axes, if something happens, the captain will beat them with a leather whip, so that these orcs can pounce like good hounds.
According to Fang Senyan's estimate, after the orcs are fully armed like this, at least the single combat ability can catch up with the strong orcs.
Of course, despite being such a depressing place, Eriador has one thing in common with the Shire, which is that if you have enough money, you can get what you want.
It also takes a while to get from here to the gray dwarf settlements on the outskirts of Angmar, and the road is dry and desolate Gobi Desert, so they need local special mounts camel horses as riding tools, and each person needs to be equipped with three heads, because these mounts can run and fly even on the Gobi Desert, and can also be used as food and water sources at critical times.
In addition to this, there is another important factor: Wizard.
Walking on the vast Gobi Desert, without a GS, no compass, no plane, no telephone, and still walking towards the lair of Angmar, which is almost a demon king, it is a terrible thing to lose your way.
Of course, the only obstacle to hiring a good guide is enough money, but fortunately, Fang Senyan didn't lack this, but Fang Senyan also heard some whispers while waiting: "Someone is looking for the Grey Dwarf's station" "The Grey Dwarves have already sent salt and ale to five caravans this year, and what oil and water can they get from those greedy dwarves?"
"Strange, it stands to reason that the group of outsiders led by Samomo have been gone for so long, and they should have come back a long time ago.
There haven't been any sandstorms lately."
"Hell, even a sandstorm that can destroy the whole world can't do anything about Samomo" After hearing these words, Fang Senyan didn't know why, and felt even heavier in his heart, but he quickly shook his head again and threw something out of his mind, what he could do at this time was to choose the best camel horse, and then throw out more money for the guide to hurry up.
So after just thirty hours, Fang Senyan, who had exhausted ten camels and horses, arrived at the Gray Dwarf's station.
It was an eerie area of wind-eroded terrain, with the wind blowing through the mass of mushroom-shaped rocks, blowing the damp and dark smell of Angmar in the distance, as well as the pungent smell of blood and corpse decay.
What appeared in front of Fang Senyan was a scene of bloody massacre The gray dwarves on the periphery of Angmar, whom he was looking for in his main quest, had been slaughtered first :