It All Starts with the Wizard

　　 At this moment, Baru Yuna's hand suddenly shook, the tea cup fell to the floor, the liquid in the cup splashed, leaving a large brown water stain on the floor.

　　 His hands trembled and covered his head, his mouth let out a low, depressed roar, the dark green flame in his eyes had shrunk to the size of a needle, almost extinguished.

　　 "Damn, **** bastard, here it comes again!"

　　 He cursed fiercely in his heart, and more vicious thoughts surged into his heart along with the pain. Although the tearing of his soul was extremely painful, but fortunately, he had gradually adapted to the sudden pain.

　　 "Forbearance will pass in a while, just a while..."

He kept comforting himself in his heart. According to past experience, this severe pain usually comes and goes quickly, and it will pass even only a few seconds. If it is not caused by backlash during meditation, this A little pain is not worth mentioning for the master potion master!

　　 "One second, two seconds..."

　　 He covered his eyes and counted silently in his heart:

　　 "Four seconds...Five seconds, stop!"

　　 However, things did not develop as he expected, and the tearing still continued to torture his nerves.

　　 "It's okay, it's okay, but it hurts for a while, and it won't be long..."

　　 Baru Yuna continued to comfort herself.

However, a minute later, the tearing of the soul showed no signs of abating, but the pain tended to intensify. Baru Yuna’s body had already begun to diffuse black smoke, and that was his magic fading. The sharp pain of the soul made his mental power begin to be disordered, and he was no longer able to restrain the huge magic power in his body, and he could only let them spread out of his body.

The surrounding rows of bookshelves quickly decayed under the erosion of the strong dark magic, and finally turned into fly ashes. Only a few magic books flashed with light, relying on preset seals or magic circles. It resisted this erosion and survived.

These are all kinds of books that Baru Yuna has collected over the years, most of which are the recipes and notes of various potions. Among them, there are many ancient orphans that he took from others or at auctions at a high price. These books have always been It is his pride. As a potionist, these collections of books are the embodiment of his status. At this moment, it can be said that many years of hard work have been burned, but Baruyuna has no response to this. His head is lowered, sitting like a sculpture. Not moving in the high chair.

At this moment, all his mind was used to resist the severe pain of the soul. He didn't know what was happening outside. He had an impulse at this moment to give up the separation of the soul and separate that part of the soul by himself, but he still couldn't make this determination after all. The soul is no better than others, especially for their level of existence, the integrity of the soul is related to whether he can step into the next level.

And dividing the soul will bring other risks, that is, it will directly erase the memory contained in that part of the soul, as if you have never been in contact with those things. The erasure of this kind of memory is uncontrollable, Baruyu Na is also not sure which part of her memory will be erased.

He does not dare to bet that if part of his knowledge of potions is erased, then he will probably never be able to return to his current level and reach the current height. In addition to his talent and hard work, luck is also very important. a part of.

If it hadn’t been for Lilith’s arrival in just a lower world, and the ritual related to his resource quota for the next few years, he wouldn’t be impulsive and would send his soul apart when the ritual was facing failure. Now that I think about it, it’s full of brains. I regret it all.

　　 Five minutes passed, Baru Yuna couldn't help it anymore. He already felt that his thinking was going to dissolve, and if he continued like this, his spirit would definitely collapse.

　　 "I can't manage that much."

He tremblingly raised a hand and tapped it lightly in the void. The black magic power followed his fingertips and gradually blended the space in front of him, and finally turned into a circular hole. Baruyuna reached into the hole and fumbled. For a while, then he took out a beautiful flask from the inside.

Baru Yuna reluctantly suppressed the pain, stretched out his hand and moved quickly on the bottle. The magic power flowed on the surface of the bottle regularly, and the attached magic symbols appeared, and then flashed for a few times before quickly dying. The seal on the bottle was uncovered layer by layer.

Finally, Baru Yuna unscrewed the bottle cap, shaking the mouth of the bottle to his mouth, he hesitated, it was filled with the soul-suppressing potion he refined for a top wizard, specifically for the soul. For his injuries, the wizard paid a great price and provided all the materials needed to refine the potion. For this reason, Baru Yuna also took a lot of effort to successfully refine the potion. It would have been due in a few days. The goods are available, but now he really can't continue to resist this heart-piercing pain, so he can only take it out first.

　　 "It doesn't matter, after a big deal, I will refining it out of my pocket."

Baru Yuna thought about this, then gritted his teeth and drank the potion in the bottle in one breath. The cool potion quickly turned into pure soul power and started to repair his soul~www.wuxiahere.com~ But because his soul itself is not damaged, the potion can only nourish his soul.

Feeling that the pain has been relieved to a great extent, and that the soul has a tendency to strengthen, Baru Yuna breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling the comfort of the soul being nourished by the medicine, he subconsciously lamented the effect of his medicine. Excellence, if it is only a general soul injury, I am afraid it is no longer a problem.

But then he looked bitter, and the price of such a potion with such an excellent effect would naturally be high. If he re-refined one at his own expense, even with his wealth, it would inevitably be painful, not to mention some of the main medicines for him. He doesn't have it yet, so he can only spend a lot of money to find another pharmacist to buy it. If he is unlucky, he can only pay the other party a penalty.

Thinking of the contract signed by the two parties, he almost spurted blood. In order to show his status and identity, he also deliberately made a very strict contract. In his opinion, although the soul calming potion is not small, he There is still a lot of confidence that there is no breach of contract by oneself. Now think about it, if he is compensated in accordance with the terms of the contract, he is afraid that he will have to eat soil every day.

　　 At this moment, he wanted to kill the wizard directly, but he was not only stronger than him, but the strength behind it was not inferior to that of the Moon Wheel Black Tower. Killing and killing seemed to be impossible.

　　 Thinking of the price that will be paid in the future, Baru Yuna looked sad and sat on the chair, as if he could not even feel the pain in his soul.

　　 "Well? Doesn't it hurt anymore?"

　　 Baru Yuna suddenly reacted, and quickly sank his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness. The spiritual power like the vast galaxy was gradually returning to calm, and the huge magic power also fell silent and no longer boiled.

　　 Then, a terrible thought came out.

　　 "Is it?"