Chapter 580 (1/2)

Finally, gray really didn't do anything to grandma Tang. After she made an apology and handed over a brewing formula of the wine Gray had drunk before, gray generously forgave her for teasing herself.

Gray, the wine maker, saw that many things exist in this world and in this different space, and they are relatively rare and difficult to collect.

So gray didn't bother to look for materials to brew by himself. He directly placed an order for 1000 jars with grandma Tang, which made grandma Tang cry happily and didn't care about the loss at all.

As for the wine recipe, gray plans to take it back and study it by himself to see if it can be improved and brewed with the magic medicine of the main world.

This kind of wine is actually a relatively simple medicine. However, it is still called wine because it has the characteristics of wine and has a large amount.

As a great magician, it is really not too difficult to improve such a formula as long as you are willing to spend time.

Back in the room, he continued to refine the white dragon. The dying white dragon didn't even have the strength to resist. It directly turned into fly ash, leaving only a few groups of the purest power.

Compared with the river god, the white dragon also left three groups of power, but the power of water and faith are few, but the power of dragon is more.

However, the white dragon is not as powerful as the river god, so the things left are still a little less than the river god. The power of belief of the white dragon is the smallest, almost close to nothing. It is only a ball as big as a glass bead, and the power of water is half smaller than that of the river god.

Gray knows this, because the white dragon's River has long been filled, and there is no river anymore. Naturally, no one remembers him. It's normal to believe in him.

Only the power of the Dragon satisfied gray. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that the white dragon is really a dragon.

Of course, this is what he wants most. As long as the power of the dragon is enough, other powers don't matter.

After absorbing the power of the dragon, Gray's Dragon scales increased a lot again, and even his four-dimensional attributes increased a little. It seems that he insisted on exercising, made a lot of little, reached the critical point, and then broke through the bottleneck by the power of the dragon.

Therefore, his highest attribute has reached 30 points, and the other three attributes have also reached 26 points.

”It's getting stronger again.” Gray whispered to himself and squeezed his fist.

Then gray took off the Poseidon ring on his finger and threw it into the melting pot of faith, integrating the small force of water into it.

Little Molly's are enough for her. Now it's time for her to play.

After refining the power of belief into a pure state, the small group merged with the large group of river god. Gray's eyes looked at what the white dragon left except the three groups of power.

It was a small seal. The white dragon fell out of his body when it was refined. Gray controlled the power and didn't refine it. For others, even the horns and claws of the white dragon were refined into the power of the Dragon by him.

Only this seal, gray thought it was very interesting and was ready to take it out for fun.

Control the flame to swim on the surface of the seal again, and slowly invade it, burning all the marks or magic curses left by people.

Taking out the seal, gray took it in his hand and looked at it for a while. The engraved side seemed a little vague and couldn't see what it was. Gray took out the ink white paper and was ready to see what was engraved under the seal.

The seal was stained with ink. Gray saw that the magic in the seal flashed and a mark appeared on the white paper.

In the middle of a circular magic array, a Fusang character 'deed' is written in the middle.

”No, not at the bottom.” Gray picked up the seal and saw that the pattern on that side didn't match the pattern printed on the paper.

Reach out and touch, the pattern on the paper doesn't look like that printed by printing mud. If you wipe it with your fingers, you can't get any paint.

Wipe off all the ink on the seal and try to print on the white paper. Sure enough, the pattern appeared again.

Obviously, the patterns are printed by the seal, but not those at the bottom of the seal.

Gray doesn't care. Magic props can't be measured by common sense. Some magical places are normal.