Chapter 518

After feeling the legendary power for a moment, Ren replaced the Titan power armor.

Because it was still early, he dealt with the official affairs accumulated for almost a month in the office, and spent half a day patrolling the territory of Glamorgan. At noon, he sent it to the Principality of Augustus. The city was traveled quickly.

In the middle of the night, Renn teleported to Kingsland, the capital.

Emily was still busy in the Dragon Hall, she was very pleasantly surprised to see Ren come back, she quickly left her work to take him to see her son. Rex was already asleep, the little guy was less than two months old, and he either slept or ate all day long, and he had grown a little.

Ren sat on the edge of the crib and looked at his son who was sleeping soundly, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

It wasn't until Emily came over in her pajamas that she pulled him away.

Fight all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Ren got up to meditate in good spirits. After the end, he walked in the garden of Red Dragon Castle with Rex, who had just been fed by the nanny, with a faint smile on his face.

The Blood Guard and the maids discovered that Her Majesty the Queen, who is usually used to getting up early and governing the country diligently, was actually lying in bed today.

Her Majesty the Queen did not come out of the bedroom until the sun was high.

Ren's Voice of All Things heard all kinds of whispers from the people in Red Dragon Castle. At first, he listened with gusto, and felt a little proud of himself. The latter words became more and more outrageous, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

At the dinner table at noon, Emilys rolled his eyes at him, obviously she heard it too.

"This is what you asked for." Ren shrugged.

Emily's ears turned red immediately, and she wanted to refute, but she glanced at the Scale Control Blood Guards around her, and in order to maintain her queenly dignity, she could only pretend not to hear.

In front of the beauty, the beauty is delicious, Ren raised his eyebrows and let out a chuckle.

After Rex took a nap, he teleported back to Glamorgan, and after hearing Fabian's report on arranging the Sunwalkers, he teleported to Wezeland and entered his tower.

After sitting down and thinking for a while, Ren sent a magical message:

"Sparrowhawk, come up here."

Sparrowhawk is a nimble, quick and intelligent small bird of prey, which is Spyro Hawk's nickname in his hometown of Heron Islands. When he was a shepherd boy, his friends used to call him that, and he was used to it. Spyrohawk was the name given to him by the wizard who brought him to Wedzeland.

Spyro Hawk is a shape-shifting wizard, and his first main soul is the mutated Ice Wind Sparrowhawk. After being transformed, he flies extremely fast, and possesses both ice and wind affinity, so his strength is quite impressive.

After Ren knew about it, he also changed his name to Sparrowhawk.

After a few breaths, Spyrohawk teleported to the top of the tower, saluted with his body: "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

He has just turned eighteen, and he has grown a little taller, still thin, with a trace of greenness on his face, and he can vaguely see the shadow of the shepherd boy in the past. The difference is that now his eyes are full of wisdom. The expression is exuding a faint breath of soul power.

A fifth-level shapeshifting wizard is not a small person even in the empire.

What's more, he came from Wezelan Floating Void City, and he was still a student of Rennes. With this status alone, not many people in the empire would dare to provoke him, and the potential he showed was even more promising.

However, Ren asked him not to guide cultivation, but for another reason.

"Well, come and sit down." Ren's expression was very casual.

He has always had no airs in front of the students. One is the habit of his previous life, and he thinks it is unnecessary. The other is that the ages of the teachers and students are about the same. Dalamar and Garu are even older than himself.

Spyrohawk also knew this, but his respect for the teacher remained undiminished, and he sat down after saluting and thanking him again, relaxing a little.

The teacher asked himself to come up alone, there must be a business.

Sure enough, Ren asked: "How is your recent progress in alchemy? Do you have any experience?"

Spyrohawk thought the teacher was going to test himself, so he quickly replied: "Teacher, I have been researching a new potion for the past few days, and I named it 'Fast Potion', which is based on 'Raging Beast Blood'. Potion' is made by adding icethorn, storm cane and several other herbs."

When it came to alchemy, he immediately became energetic and eloquent.

Ren listened with a smile on his face, and listened very seriously.

"The extraordinaire drank the speed potion, and his strength doubled. Although it is not as violent as the real 'Raging Beast Blood Potion', its aftereffects are also much milder." Spyrohawk said here, with a little bit of a smile on his face. Dese, "The biggest selling point of the Wild Speed ​​Potion is that it can increase the speed, which is equivalent to boosting the second-ring acceleration technique."

"Both strength enhancement and acceleration, the effect of one bottle of potion can be equal to two bottles, and after my improvement, the cost can be reduced to about 50 gold shields, which is definitely very popular."

"teacher!"

Spyrohawk looked at Ren, like a child offering a treasure to his elders, "Once the potion of mad speed is successfully researched, it will definitely become one of the best-selling potions in Wezeland."

"very good!"

Ren clapped his palms in praise.

This speed potion really made his eyes shine, it can bring huge benefits to the tower, and at the same time he understands Spyrohawk's thoughts.

My student's talent in alchemy is really rare in a thousand years.

"Sparrowhawk, how many of you can research the 'Fast Speed ​​Potion'?" Ren asked.

"Four percent!"

Spyrohawk was full of confidence, and after answering, he changed his words: "Fifty percent! If the teacher can provide enough materials, and recruit fifteen more alchemy apprentices to be my assistants, the total investment is estimated to be 200,000 gold shields. Half of the confidence is to hand over the finished product of the speed potion to the teacher within two years."

Ren nodded.

Researching potions is similar to the way pharmaceutical companies developed new drugs in the previous life. First, it needs enough manpower, and second, it needs a lot of money, and it may not be successful in the market.

Half certainty is already a very high probability.

Ren hardly hesitated, and said calmly: "I will give you 400,000 gold shields, and the number of alchemy apprentices is also up to you. You can recruit as many as you want, but they must pass my review before entering the tower."

"Whether the potion is successful or not, I will not get this money back, but I will not invest more."

"If the speed potion is developed, you can take one-tenth of the proceeds from the sale in the future, but it's only for ten years, and you can also choose to buy it out at a buyout price."

Ren finished speaking and waited for Spyrohawk's choice.

It seems harsh to only give the inventor of the potion 10% of the income within ten years, but without his own strong support, Spyrohawk would not be able to succeed.

The investment fund of 400,000 gold shields was actually given to Spyrohawk by default, and he could use it however he wanted.

Spyrohawk's breathing suddenly became heavy.

For him who was born in poverty, whether it is the 400,000 gold shield fund or the huge income in the future, it is a huge wealth that he never dared to dream of.

Ren saw that he was very conflicted, and said with a smile: "You can wait until the results of the potion come out before making a decision."

"Okay, teacher!" Spyrohawk heaved a sigh of relief, and then he was filled with excitement, wishing to go back and continue his research immediately.

After his emotions calmed down, Ren asked again: "If you go to the Alchemy Association now, can you pass the test of the Alchemist?"

"Well……"

Spyrohawk scratched his head shyly, "Teacher, I'm afraid I can't. The test of a master alchemist involves too many aspects, such as potions, casting, enchanting, inscriptions, materials, etc. In addition to potions, I am The accumulation of other branches is not enough, maybe we can try it ten years later.”

"Okay." Ren also felt that he was too impatient.

In the Imperial Alchemy Association, the total number of master alchemists is less than a hundred, each of whom is a famous legendary spellcaster or big shot, with an average age of over two hundred years old.

Spyrohawk dared to try to become a master alchemist before the age of thirty, which shows his shocking talent.

Ren hesitated for a moment, thinking that his students were more reliable and found a suitable alchemist, so he said, "I called you up today, and I want to give you something."

"What's the matter, teacher?" Spyrohawk straightened his back.

"This trip, I got a batch of precious materials. Take it back and study it to see what kind of potion you can refine, or how to use it. The effect is the best." Ren said while He took out a whole piece of flesh and blood from the sun-spotted viper.

This piece of flesh weighed hundreds of pounds, and it was a small section cut flat from the wound, including scales, snake skin flesh, and bones.

As soon as Ren was placed on the table, golden blood flowed out.

Spyrohawk's eyes were instantly attracted, and he saw at a glance that it was a small part cut from a huge monster. He stepped forward to distinguish it twice, and found that it was a material he had never seen before.

"Teacher, this is?"

With a puzzled expression on his face, he touched a drop of golden snake blood with his fingertips and rubbed it between his two fingers. It was extremely viscous, like jelly, and habitually injected soul power to explore its nature.

Immediately, the soul power was repelled, and a trembling breath emanated.

The young boy's face suddenly turned pale with shock, and he quickly backed away and stammered, "God...this, this...is this divine blood?"

His eyes were wide open, and a ridiculous thought flashed through his mind, did the teacher kill God?

Seeing the terrified look, Ryan had to explain with a smile: "This is just a divine creature, not even a demigod, but the concentration of divinity is a little higher, how could it be divine blood? You don't think I Can kill gods!"

"So it's just a divine creature." Spyrohawk was still terrified.

He couldn't help but think that the teacher can always create miracles, and he wouldn't be surprised if one day he really showed his divine blood.

"How is it? Sparrowhawk." Ren asked again: "What potion can you make from it?"

"Teacher, the corpse of a divine creature is one of the most precious alchemy materials in the world." Spyrohawk's eyes lit up, and then he felt a little helpless, and said truthfully: "With my alchemy, I may not be able to control it." Such a good material, teacher, it’s too wasteful to give it to me, it’s better to give it to Speaker Dalandon, he is the most brilliant alchemist in our Floating Void City.”

He said so on the lips, but Ren's soul eyes saw that he was actually a little bit reluctant.

"I need someone I can really trust to help me handle the materials." Ren said lightly: "Speaker Dalandon is not my student after all, and if the news is leaked, it will cause trouble."

The appeal of divine creatures is by no means limited to legends or even holy soul wizards.

If the news gets out, there will be many people secretly watching and even causing troubles for Wezelan Floating Void City.

The teacher's current thoughts are all on finding out the depravity of Master Ogulewei, and he is in a critical period, so he can't make any more troubles.

"But..." Spyrohawk still felt something was wrong.

Ren raised his hand and interrupted him, "Sparrowhawk, try as much as you want, don't be afraid of wasting it. There are a lot of divine materials in this batch, so much, it's enough for you to study for several years."

Seeing that Ryan trusted him so much, Spyrohawk was moved, and secretly vowed not to waste materials and live up to the teacher's expectations. Although he could tell that the corpse of this monster must be very huge, estimated to weigh hundreds of thousands of pounds, the piece of flesh and blood in front of him was only a very small part.

However, with so many materials, I'm afraid I can't handle them all by myself, and I can't hand them over to those alchemy apprentices.

"You study first, and I will do it together with you." Ren could see his thoughts, "Raistlin has something to go out now, and he will help you when he comes back. And Polaris, Dalamar and the others, if you You can call them if you need to, just say what I mean."

"Teacher, I will not let you down." Spyrohawk felt relieved when he heard that the teacher would help.

Ren took out a dimensional space ring and handed it to him, which was specially used to store flesh and blood.

Spyrohawk put away the ring and left excitedly.

As soon as he left with his front feet, a tall and beautiful figure was sent in front of him. His beautiful face was full of coldness. When he saw Renn smiling, it was as if spring had arrived. The ice and snow melted, a hundred flowers bloomed, and the entire hall at the top of the tower was brightened up. point.

"Cilia."

Ren stepped forward and put his arms around her waist, and said with a smile, "Are you willing to leave your tower?"

Since the rainbow dragon mage was promoted to the middle rank of the legend three years ago, instead of stopping to take a break, he has worked harder. Except for the public appearance that day when he accepted Polaris, and then threw the students to himself, he never stepped out of the tower.

The two concluded a soul contract, knowing each other's status at any time.

Oxilia has been immersed in cultivation day and night for the past few years. Half of the time is spent in meditation every day, and the remaining half is used to build spell models and practice spellcasting skills. She only sleeps every ten and a half months. Obsessed with madness.

In the entire Floating Void City, there is no wizard who is more diligent than her.

This is not at all like a giant dragon with a lazy nature, as if there is some reason chasing after her, forcing her to practice desperately to improve her strength.

During this period, Ryan approached Oxilia many times, but most of the time he was rejected.

Only a handful of times to enter the door.

Straight to the point, the giant dragon rushed, finished the matter hastily, and then was kicked out without saying a word, feeling like a tool for her to vent her desire.

If it weren't for the soul contract still in his mind, Ren would often forget that he still had a secret lover.

"I just miss you."

Aushilia's eyes flashed like a rainbow, and she hung her hands on Ren's neck, exhaling like blue, and a single word made Ren break through, and her body reacted immediately.

"Fuck!"

Ren was startled, and then suddenly realized that she was in estrus again.

Estrus occurs once every three years, and this cycle is long enough.

"Does this really treat me as a tool?" He thought unhappily, and then saw a flawless face approaching, breathing the fresh breath after the rain in his ears, and immediately threw away that unpleasant thought. When they reached Cloud Nine, the big head was instantly occupied by the small head.

Without saying a word, he picked up the rainbow dragon and placed it on his desk, the height was just right.

In the next second, Ren felt a pair of slender and powerful thighs wrapped around his waist, and with a hiss, he entered a fighting state.