Chapter 520: Translated, it’s called “Great Perfection”.
Chapter 520 – Translated, it’s called Great Perfection
It wasn’t that Saul hadn’t thought of escaping when he had just been put into the old witch’s cage.
However, the old witch was, after all, a second-order witch, and mysteriously never showed her strength.
She used all kinds of witchcraft props and potions to imprison and confine several people. If it wasn’t for the fact that the fluctuations in her magic power couldn’t be fooled, Saul would have to wonder if she was a real second-order.
But when he began to carry out experiments on the subject of perfect body witch body transformation with the old witch and Ochili, he temporarily forgot about escaping.
Just kidding!
After leaving the campus (Witch Tower), where else can you use sorcery materials and potions for free?
Not to mention …… that Saul concealed the progress of his real research on this transformation.
On the bright side, he was still plagued by the problem of how to stably retain optimal characteristics after the fusion of multiple bodies.
For this reason he kept changing the parameters and opening multiple reference experimental groups at the same time.
But in fact, half …… of these reference groups are secretly simulating the sorcery body transformation program that Saul has just obtained from An – flesh and blood merging spirit.
It just so happened that they were both modifications to my own body, and many of the problems were similar.
Saul then designed a number of experimental bodies in terms of how to feed his own spirit body before, during, and after the transformation.
This caused the old witch’s originally more than enough witchcraft materials to bottom out in a few days.
So when this time the old hag said she was going out and cautioned Saul and Ochili not to think about escaping, Saul was sincere in his agreement.
But when the old witch left, Saul did not immediately return to the experiment table.
He held onto the wall and slowly walked out of the lab.
“Where are you going?” Ochili asked in a loud voice, still standing in the same place.
“Don’t worry, I’m not running, I’m just going around.”
Still uneasy, Ochili stumbled after him.
Because he had been taking the Love Thick Soup that the old witch had given him, Ochili had to hold on to tables and chairs or the wall when he walked, or else he would be spinning in place.
It was like meeting a ghost covering his eyes.
Though Saul was not affected, he also followed Ochili’s example of holding onto the wall and walking in order for the old witch to let her guard down.
Saul proceeded in the direction the old hag had left, and after making two detours and passing several similar rooms, he finally saw sunlight up ahead.
He had actually made it to the exit just like that?
Moreover, the hole in front of him was not blocked by any gate, and it looked as if Saul would be able to escape from this cage as soon as he took a single step.
“Hey! You don’t test the old witch’s temper!” Ochili was chasing after him with skepticism, he was wondering, doesn’t Saul feel dizzy when he walks so fast?
Or does he have another way to get rid of the poison of the love gumbo?
Ouchili’s eyes flashed twice, “Hey, do you believe it, if you dare to step out of the cave, the old witch can definitely skin you off, and then let you continue to do experiments for her naked!”
“Can you still be so naked?” Saul was speechless as he turned back to Ochili, “I’m not going out.”
With that, he pushed open a door.
There were also two rooms close to the cave entrance.
The one Saul pushed open was the second room door counting from the cave entrance.
The door to the room was unlocked, but when Saul was about to enter, a sudden burst of electrical sparks flashed across the cross section of the door and the wall.
Saul was nudged, and his probing fingertips had turned black, but instead of panicking, he looked around the room door.
Sure enough, there were sorcery spells carved into the top of the door frame and the threshold.
Saul squinted his eyes for a moment and thought that the spell was not difficult.
Even if Diary didn’t help out, he was sure he could unravel it in half a day.
“Well …… am I still too little informed? Why do I feel that the sorcerers I’ve encountered since entering the Masterless Land don’t have much theoretical knowledge?”
From the Perfect Body Transformation Experiment Saul had noticed that whether it was the old witch or Ochili, or even the Claude he had met earlier, they all seemed to favor the practice of sorcery more, but had an insufficient grasp of the fundamentals, especially theoretical types of precision knowledge.
It was like a group of wildlings who had groped their way through the world and relied on the real thing.
It wasn’t that they weren’t strong enough, but if they were to conduct precise research, it would be overloading their brains.
Nonetheless, Saul didn’t have the slightest intention of underestimating the old hag.
After he was electrocuted, he didn’t really try to break the spell, but instead stood at the door and shouted inside.
“Marsh! Are you here?”
The white mushroom he was drinking from had written him two messages. One was a safe “I’m fine”.
And one was “two.”
Saul didn’t know what the two stood for, or if it could be the white mushroom that wasn’t finished.
But today, when he saw the room that was the second furthest from the cave entrance, he wondered if the “two” meant that Marsh was being held in the second room.
Inside the room was the usual clutter. Bottles and jars, shelves and cabinets, and a few wide-mouthed jars piled up in the corner.
“Brother Saul, why don’t I go in and take a look?” Penny, who was still wedged in her diary, volunteered to help.
“Forget it, although your form of existence is rather special, this is after all a stronghold of a second-order wizard.”
Penny didn’t dare to appear in front of Golza at all, so it was better not to let it come out and risk its life.
Just then, a little echo finally sounded in the room.
“My lord? Is that you? My lord?”
Thor followed the voice, eventually locking his eyes on the altar in the corner of the room.
Clusters and clusters of small, thumb-thin white mushrooms grew abruptly from the mouth of the altar.
The mushroom caps buckled and spread out a little bit of spores.
Unfortunately, before these spores left the mouth of the altar, they were quickly ignited as if they had touched a fire, turning into black and gray powder particles.
“Master, I can’t get out.”
Saul’s mouth, again, didn’t know how to speak.
The voice came out of that altar although it was a wide-mouthed one, but the altar itself was only half a meter high, and it didn’t have much volume.
Even if Marsh curled up as hard as she could, she wouldn’t be able to fit inside that altar.
Unless there was a space sorcery spell inside.
But who would inscribe a space sorcery spell just to eat mushrooms?
It was better not to remind Marsh of his current situation just yet.
“It’s me.” Sol responded to Marsh, “You stay well over there for now and don’t move. When I leave, I’ll take you with me.”
“Yes, my lord.” The altar shifted and regained its composure.
There was nothing else useful in this room, and Saul gave it one last sweep, closing the door and going back to the room closest to the exit.
Only this room was locked.
Although there were several ways to open the “closed door” spell, Saul gave up exploring it out of respect for the old hag.
If you want to explore the environment here, you will have the opportunity to do so later.
Ochili had been following Saul and was relieved to see him finally return.
“Don’t worry, I was just looking around and had no thoughts of running away.”
The two started walking back.
By the time they were about to return to the lab, Ochre suddenly whispered, “It’s not that you can’t have thoughts of escaping, you just can’t have them when you’re not adequately prepared.”
Saul turned around dumbfounded, and Ochili was staring at him with a serious face.
Agu: [It seems that this Ochili doesn’t not want to run, he just isn’t ready yet].
AN: [Heh, the fox is about to show his tail~]
Although appearing to be honestly imprisoned here and diligently helping the old witch with her experiments, Saul had his own plans inside.
Now that he was certain that Ochili also had an idea, he began to worry about this guy’s plan, would it get in the way of his own?
Saul also lowered his voice and asked, “So, when is it considered ready?”
“Do you know a term called ‘proximity’.”
Saul nodded.
“There’s also that term in the Sorcerer’s Equivalent Order, such as ‘Approximate Second Order’.” Ochli said in a solemn tone.
“Oh~ I see.” Saul drifted off, “First Order Grand Circle …… is it?”
I went out to play in the morning, so I’ll try to get the next chapter before ten.
(End of chapter)