Black Hearted Mage

Chapter 90 Delivery

"Kid, stop! Don't even think about leaving! We must conduct a thorough examination of you to see just how much your body has changed!"

Just as Caesars was about to leave, three figures appeared like ghosts, firmly restraining him. These three were old elves with white hair and wrinkled faces. Their eyes were sharp and majestic, making people dare not disobey easily.

Caesars stopped walking with a look of helplessness, touched his rumbling stomach, and said with a bitter face, "Three elders, I'm starving. Can you wait until I eat something before the examination? Also, you see, I've grown a lot taller recently, and my clothes have become too tight, making it difficult for me to even move. So I'll have to trouble you to find an elf tailor to measure me and make me a magic robe that fits me well!"

Upon hearing this, one of the old elves nodded slightly and said, "Well, that's not a difficult task. The elven tailors in our crater are incredibly skilled, and they can create exquisite garments, whether it's gorgeous formal attire or practical battle robes. However... these tailors always pay attention to detail and quality, so making a single piece of clothing often takes several days."

"Oh, that won't do! I don't have that much time to wait." Caesar stamped his feet anxiously, "Can you find a tailor faster?"

Another old elf quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, child. We will find an elf tailor for you soon."

Seeing that things had taken a turn for the better, Caesars finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in response, "Okay, then let's go find the tailors first. I hope they can work more efficiently and make my new clothes as soon as possible."

After the two sides reached an agreement, Caesars obediently followed the three old elves up the stairs and headed towards the second floor of the magic tower.

As soon as he reached the second floor, Caesarston's eyes were dazzled. This floor was incredibly spacious and well-organized. Rooms were scattered throughout the building, some containing study rooms filled with historical books, others alchemical laboratories filled with bottles, jars, and mysterious instruments, and even a cozy and comfortable small living room.

Most of the books stored here are about the history of Roland Continent. As for those precious magic books and materials related to other planes, they are stored in higher-level areas.

In that mysterious alchemical laboratory, three old elves with white hair and wrinkled faces were busy preparing various alchemical instruments. They were skilled and methodical in placing the exquisite tools in order, as if they were performing a solemn ceremony.

Meanwhile, Caesars sat carefree, eating and drinking voraciously. Perhaps because he hadn't eaten in a long time, he was incredibly hungry. He devoured the food with gusto, constantly grabbing handfuls of food with both hands and shoveling them into his mouth. He looked like a starving beast, completely disregarding his appearance.

Caesars pulled out a bottle of dark rum. He expertly uncorked it, tilted his head back, and began to gulp it down. The spicy liquor slid down his throat, and he couldn't help but sigh in satisfaction.

At this moment, Crassus noticed Caesar's behavior and quickly stopped him, saying, "Stop drinking, kid! Otherwise, the results of the blood test won't be accurate!"

Hearing this, Caesars suddenly stopped what he was doing and slowly put down the bottle. He raised his head, a trace of worry on his face, and asked Crassus cautiously, "You...you really want to draw my blood?" Remembering the painful experience of having his blood drawn, Caesars couldn't help but feel a sense of resistance.

Facing Caesar's question, Crassus nodded and replied seriously: "Yes, we only need three drops of blood for testing. But don't worry, it won't cause too much harm to you."

However, Caesars was still unconvinced. He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Well... okay, but I want to prick it myself with a needle. Just give me a crystal bottle."

After saying this, he stared at Crassus, his eyes revealing determination and stubbornness. The old elf took out a crystal bottle and placed it on the coffee table.

Caesars carefully picked up a brilliant, coldly gleaming metal needle, as if it were a precious yet dangerous object. He took a deep breath, gently aligned the needle tip with his finger, and then, with a slight force, stabbed it. Instantly, a sharp pain pierced through him, and dark red blood gushed out like a broken dam.

Seeing the blood about to drip from his fingertips, Caesars quickly extended his injured finger to the mouth of the exquisite crystal bottle. Drop after drop of blood, like pearls from a broken string, fell into the bottle continuously.

"Oh my, it seems that the needle was a little too deep this time. More than ten drops of blood came out! I have to eat a lot of good food to make up for it! Great Elder, don't you think it would be appropriate to give me some compensation?" Caesars complained and looked at the Great Elder pitifully.

However, the Great Elder remained unmoved. He glared at him and said, "You little brat, don't try to be ungrateful! You used an extra ten thousand elemental crystals when tempering your body, and we haven't settled the score yet!"

"How can there be so many, Great Elder? Those elemental crystals have not been used up at all. At least half of the energy is left!" Kaisas hurriedly defended himself.

The Great Elder snorted coldly and retorted, "Even if only half is left, that's still 5,000 elemental crystals! And don't forget, the energy ratio between elemental crystals and high-level magic crystals is 1 to 10. That means you still lack a full 50,000 high-level magic crystals! And then there's the body-hardening materials worth over 3 million gold coins, 20,000 dark magic crystals, and a whole mana pool's worth of elemental energy!"

After hearing the series of figures reported by the Great Elder, Caesar was stunned and shut his mouth obediently. He never thought that after just a nap, he would be burdened with such a huge debt.

"Kid, we don't want you to take the magic crystals anymore. Just exchange everything sent from the Endless Forest for magic crystals. Now shut up and lie down on the testing machine!"

The three elder elves took turns, using their magical instruments to probe Caesars. Each test result was recorded, and the expressions of the three elder elves showed their repeated shock.

"The results of the body tempering are not bad, only reaching one-third of the true abyssal tempering. This is determined by the magical materials and your strength. Your physical strength is now similar to that of a paladin, and your magic sea has increased by more than three times. There are two elements in your blood, and it has become a bit dangerous. The specific test results will not be available for a few days!"

Crassus looked at the test results and said a few brief words.

"Blood becomes dangerous because of two elements?"

"Yes, if the black snake bites you now, it will die immediately. Composite elements are the laws that only magicians can master!"

Kaisas knew something about what the Great Elder said. The key to becoming a magician is compound elements. That magic theory is called the element entanglement theory.

By the time Caesars returned to the Stone Courtyard, the elven tailor had already arrived. Since they needed to make robes anyway, he decided to make a few for each family. Caesars's space ring had plenty of high-quality fabrics.

At night, Kaisas examined his body. He had already been promoted to a high-level magician during the process of tempering his body. He always felt that there was something extra in his body, but the three elven elders had not detected it.

Kaisas used his magic tentacles to carefully explore his chest. Except that his heart was slightly larger and darker in color than before, there was nothing abnormal.

Krasus clearly told Caesar that when he emerged from the cocoon, a pattern appeared on his chest, but it disappeared in less than two seconds. Furthermore, the remaining image contained only a blurry mass of light, with no clear pattern captured.

Kaisas suddenly sat up and searched his storage ring. Among the gifts from his ancestors was a full metal staff, a priceless treasure.

The dark golden metal staff, called the Staff of Death, was awe-inspiring, its unique form imbuing it with a majestic and mysterious aura. Its head was composed of three intertwined snakes, with a pitch-black magical gem embedded in its center, emitting a profound magical power.

To ensure a smooth grip, the staff's surface is not mirror-smooth, but rather possesses a perfectly matte finish. Its surface is meticulously engraved with a dense, crisscrossing pattern of silver magic patterns. These patterns resemble twinkling stars in the night sky, or the mysterious symbols on the walls of ancient ruins. They interweave to form a dazzling yet captivating pattern. This adds not only a touch of artistic beauty to the staff but also an indescribable aura of mystery.

The most unique feature of this staff lies in its tail. Its sharp tip is uniquely shaped, resembling an elongated, three-edged armor-piercing cone, its sharp edge exposed. Furthermore, each slanted side is meticulously engraved with a powerful armor-piercing magic pattern. These patterns seem to contain endless power, and once activated, they will unleash astonishing destructive power.

"Well, it still feels a little heavy, but fortunately it doesn't affect my use too much!"

While talking to himself, Kaesas excitedly waved the Death Staff in his hand, carefully feeling its weight and balance. This staff was made of extremely precious adamantine and thorium, and its craftsmanship was extremely exquisite, a work of art beyond compare.

In terms of style, it belongs to the type of battle staff used by the elves in the early days. It can exert great power whether in long-range attacks or close combat.

Kaisas nodded with satisfaction and carefully put the Death Staff back into his space ring. Then, he quickly took out a thick spell book.

Having ascended to the rank of Advanced Magician through the Body Tempering process, he knew he needed to continuously improve his abilities and master more profound magical skills. At this moment, as he flipped open the spellbook and came across the chapter on advanced spells, he couldn't help but feel a surge of uncontrollable excitement. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Advanced Shadow Arrow has undergone a qualitative change. Its attack strength is three times that of Intermediate Shadow Arrow, and its mana consumption has only increased by about ten percent.

Death Coil has also been enhanced, and several other single-target spells have been improved.

What excited Kaesas the most was the appearance of a group spell - Cloud of Corrosion. Although the mana consumption was a bit high, the spell could cover a range of twenty-five yards.

There is also a new single-target spell - Sacrifice, which is also a spell. The properties of the spell depend on the magic attributes of the caster.

In the quiet of the night, Kaisas was sleepless and immediately took up his spellbook to recite the spell. He desperately wanted to become stronger and to complete his revenge.

Early in the morning in the crater, after Caesars had fed all the black snakes, there was a knock on the wooden gate. As the gate opened, Phyllis, clad in leather armor, walked in.

"Kaisas, you've grown taller again. Here, these are the things sent from the Endless Forest. There are things in the storage rings tied with silk threads, and the rest of the storage rings are empty!"

Phyllis threw a leather bag to Caesars, which felt heavy in his hand.

"All storage rings?"

"All of them are intruders killed in the Endless Forest over the past hundred years. There are over three hundred storage rings in total. You must exchange them for magic crystals as soon as possible!"

"Where can I get so many magic crystals?"

Kaisas was speechless. Magic crystals were strictly controlled by major empires and kingdoms, and it was impossible to buy a large number of magic crystals.

"Kassas, this matter is actually not difficult to handle, as long as you spend more time to inquire about it. Riven easily bought a large number of magic crystals in the black market of Fire Maple City back then. Oh, by the way, there is one more important thing I want to tell you. In a few days, you have to send all these ordinary black magic snakes to the Northland Tower. This time, they promised to trade with magic crystals!" Phyllis gave instructions to Kassas in an orderly manner.

Hearing what Phyllis said, Caesars couldn't help but frown and asked in confusion: "Let me send the black magic snake to the North Tower?"

Phyllis nodded gently and explained earnestly, "That's right, Caesars. Now that you've been promoted to a high-level magician, it's time to contribute your strength to the Crater and fulfill your obligations. You should know that the Endless Forest's "as soon as possible" doesn't mean it's as urgent as the human race understands. They require a deadline of less than ten years, so there's still plenty of time."

After hearing this, Kaisas finally felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. The demand for ordinary black snakes in the crater had long been low, after all, there were already quite a few golden-eyed black snakes.

After thinking for a moment, Caesars replied, "Alright, I'll get ready first. However, I'll leave for the Northland Tower to deliver the goods after I finish making my magic robe. This way, the journey will be safer!"

The elven elder promised him two magic robes, and Caesars would not feel at ease unless he got them.

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