Chapter 425 (1/2)

"Spirit potion? What's that?" Asked Locke.

"A good thing to prolong life ~" old Cole sold it.

Clapped her hands, the doll Lily brought two cups of tea, and they moved to a seat in the store.

After sipping the fog tea with his lips, old Cole moistened his voice and said, "you know, the relationship between our death knell mark and meimeili cabin is not very friendly."

Locke nodded. It's no secret.

The three magician organizations of Manhattan kingdom are united with the outside world, but the contradiction between neimeili house and the mark of the death knell has intensified to the extreme. With the neutralization of the shadow tower, they have maintained this stable state until now.

"Meimeili cabin branch in Crimea city plans to hold a trial activity in the magic forest secret place. The third-class task prize is a bottle of spirit potion. Are you interested in participating?" Asked old Cole.

"You haven't answered me what is spirit potion? And the trial activity of meimeili's cabin. Can I participate?" Locke rolled his eyes.

"Spirit medicine is a magical medicine that can improve people's physique. It is a fundamental change." Said old Cole.

Locke understood, "into other creatures?" Locke raised his eyebrows.

He has heard a lot about this type of medicine. Most of them are under the guise of discounting and improving life. In fact, they are monsters that transform people into ghosts.

Some people can give up everything for strength and life, but Locke is not. He hasn't got his share yet.

"Hey, don't use that expression!" Old Cole looked at Locke's expression and knew that he would be wrong. "What has been transformed is a half elf. Have you heard of it?"

Old Cole took out his cigarette gun hung at his waist, knocked on the table, lit a fire, took a hard breath and said, "if you didn't practice wind fighting spirit, I wouldn't tell you this."

Elf, Locke has heard of it, but half elf hasn't heard of it.

Elves, an ectopic creature, belong to the favorite forbidden land of high-level magicians and knights.

Both men and women are extremely handsome in appearance, and their physique is stronger than that of ordinary humans. Magicians and knights above level 1 like to use this ectopic creature that is very similar to human beings as their private pet to vent their animal desires.

"Half elves can only be produced in two ways: one is the hybrid son of human and elves, and the other is taking elves medicine." Old Cole said to Locke.

"How much constitution and talent can you inherit from the elves?" Changing blood is nothing more than the pursuit of stronger strength and potential. Locke asked what he was most concerned about.

Old Cole puffed his cigarette holder again, spit out a mass of spicy smoke and said, "I don't know. I have to have the foundation of a middle-level attendant."

The foundation of a middle-level attendant means that even ordinary people who use this medicine can instantly obtain the power of a middle-level attendant. If Locke takes it, the effect will be stronger. This is the transformation of the origin of life.

"The most important thing is that you can live more than 100 years. Don't you feel excited?" Old Cole smiled with yellow teeth.

The average life span of elves is 400 years, so the life span of half elves is 200 years, which is a great attraction to magicians and knights who have not been promoted to the first level.

"I'll think about it." Locke bowed his head and thought. He thought of his parents and Xiaxi. It was good for them to take the elf medicine properly.

"What's to consider? The spirit is famous for its affinity with water, wood and wind, which just matches your fighting spirit." Old Cole urged.

"Why don't you people with the death knell mark participate in such a good thing?" Locke asked strangely.