dtnovels Chapter 113 Iron Boar 2
Chapter 113 Iron Boar 2
"Liv, you shouldn't have just shot the boar. You should have let me try the spell first!"
Caesars stared at the wild boar lying motionless on the ground, then strode forward, raised his foot and kicked it lightly twice to make sure that the ferocious beast was completely dead.
Liv was wearing leather armor, holding the magic bow that was shining with mysterious light in her hand, and slowly walked out from behind a tall and sturdy tree.
"Kaesus, don't be naive! With just your spells, it's impossible to kill this terrifying creature. Even a great magician would have a hard time hunting it down. Look, this is no ordinary wild boar, but a fully grown, mutated Iron Boar. It has long surpassed the realm of a mid-level magical beast and is incredibly powerful. Its magical defense is astonishing. Even high-level spells can only cause it minor damage at best. What's even more deadly is that once this creature is hurt, it will immediately go berserk, and its defense, attack power, and attack speed will be greatly increased, making it extremely ferocious!"
Liv scurried over to the boar's massive carcass and quickly pulled a short axe, meticulously crafted from fine gold, from her waist. She gripped the handle tightly with both hands, raised the axe high, and with all her might, struck down fiercely at the boar's iron-hard skull. She fought so desperately to retrieve the arrow she had shot.
"Liv, it's just an arrow! Is it necessary to take it out now?" Caesars, who was standing aside, looked at Liv's laborious and focused appearance and couldn't help asking.
"These are arrows made of adamantium, and I only have fifty of them. Magic steel arrows can hardly penetrate the hard skin of the Iron Boar, let alone its skull!"
"Liv, the Iron Boar's leather is so tough!"
The magic archer nodded, then pointed to the vital parts of his leather armor, where there were patches of the winner's hard armor leather.
"Elves' leather armor is a three-layer composite leather armor. Soft leather makes the lining, and hard leather makes the outer layer. The material is generally made of the hide of ground dragons. Since ground dragons are relatively rare, the outermost hard armor patch is made of the back leather of mutant iron boars."
After hearing Liv's explanation, Caesars finally understood.
"The Iron Boar recorded in the books seemed to weigh only 400 to 500 kilograms. The mutated Iron Boar actually weighs over 1,000 kilograms. It's really shocking!"
"There used to be even larger wild boars, but they're now extinct. There's a giant wild boar covered in bone spurs, weighing over two thousand pounds, with exposed tusks nearly a meter long. They became this way because they ate the corpses of demons!"
The Demonic invasion of Roland Continent marked the greatest turning point in the history of the Elven race. It destroyed the entire Elven Kingdom and nearly wiped out the Arcane Elves.
Just as Caesars was lost in memories of the past, a faint, familiar smell wafted into his nose. That unique scent instantly pulled him back to reality from his ocean of thoughts. He couldn't help but frown, his nostrils twitching slightly, trying to identify the source of this familiar smell.
"Huh? This... is this the scent of golden ginseng?" Kaisas muttered to himself, eyes wide open and face filled with astonishment. As if he couldn't believe his nose, he took a few deep breaths to confirm his suspicions. With each inhale, the unique fragrance of golden ginseng grew clearer and richer.
"That's right, absolutely right. It must be the scent of golden ginseng!" Kaisas' voice trembled with excitement. His eyes searched everywhere eagerly, finally locking onto a leisurely iron-clad wild boar not far away.
There was a clear pit in front of the iron boar, with the surrounding dirt tumbled everywhere. Caesars walked over quickly, took a closer look, and said, as if suddenly realizing something, "So that damned boar just ate golden ginseng! Look at the depth of the pit, it must have eaten a small portion of the ginseng!" At this point, Caesars stamped his foot in pain, his face turning grim.
"Oh my God! The golden ginseng I finally found was ruined by this guy!" He cursed angrily and hurried to the edge of the pit. Then he quickly took out a delicate small hoe, squatted down, and began to dig the soil diligently.
Caesars dug intently, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, but he showed no sign of stopping. Finally, after considerable effort, a small section of the golden ginseng, hidden beneath the soil, emerged. Sadly, however, this section bore the marks of having been gnawed, its once round, intact shape now mutilated.
"Kaisas, do you also want the golden ginseng that has been eaten by wild boars?"
"Of course I want it. I can sell it to the old nobles in Fire Maple City. It will be worth at least 80,000 gold coins. I can also get high-level magic crystals directly!"
Liv was not the least bit surprised. She asked in disbelief, "Kaisas, are you going to sell the golden ginseng that the wild boar has gnawed on to the nobles of Fire Maple City?"
"Liv, those nobles won't reject it. On the contrary, they will gladly accept it. They will even take out the magic crystal with a smile on their faces!"
"Kaesas, the great nobles don't even mind the golden ginseng that has been gnawed by wild boars. Why is that?" Liv couldn't understand why the elves didn't even bother to take a second look at such golden ginseng when they encountered it.
"Human lifespans are too short. The average human can only live for sixty to seventy years. Even the greatest magicians of the human race can only live for about a thousand years at most. To prolong their lives, they will only thank the Iron Boar for discovering the golden ginseng, and won't blame the ginseng for being partially eaten!"
Liv's mouth dropped open in shock when she heard Caesar's explanation. What the elves had discarded like trash became a hot commodity in the eyes of the human nobles.
"Humans are a short-lived species, while elves have a longer lifespan. The most common elves can live for several thousand years, and the three elven elders have lived for 20,000 to 30,000 years!" Liv watched Kaisas digging the soil.
Caesar nodded. Human life was too short. In order to delay aging, those nobles were willing to give everything.
"Liv, is Lord Lambert the only one who possesses the Devil's Fangs?"
"No, Evans also has a demon fang, but he went to the demon world. He now lives in the dwarf kingdom. By the way, the dwarf queen is a student of Lord Raven. She is a thirty-fifth-level magician!"
"Not in the Abyssal Plane?"
Caesar knew that Riven was in the abyss, and asked Liv with some doubts.
"Kaisas, the laws of the Demon Realm are very strong. If you go there, you will be crushed by them. You must first fall into a deep sleep. It will take hundreds of years to adapt to the laws of the Demon Realm. You must reach level 30 or above to enter the Abyss for a short period of time. If you stay there for too long, you will be infected by the laws of the Abyss and grow demonic horns on your head!"
"Horns growing on his head!"
"Hmm, the Abyssal Plane..."
Liv drew the incredibly sharp dagger from her waist, her eyes focused and determined. She expertly walked over to the fallen Iron Boar and began methodically working on it. Each stroke cut through the boar's hide with precision. Meanwhile, she engaged in a conversation with Caesars, excitedly describing the mysterious Abyssal Plane.
The sun gradually sank, like a golden gem slowly sinking into the embrace of the distant mountains. As the last rays of light faded from the horizon, a warm bonfire lit up at the edge of the endless forest. The blazing flames illuminated the surrounding darkness, illuminating the sizzling wild boar meat beside it. Droplets of golden fat continuously dripped from the roasted meat, sizzling softly as they fell into the flames, emitting an alluring aroma.
At that moment, a nighthawk swooped down from the sky like a flash of black lightning, landing steadily on the ground far from the campfire. Its sharp eyes vigilantly surveyed the surroundings, as if guarding the tranquil forest. Then, a figure clad in ornate magical robes slowly emerged from the night. With steady steps, she approached the campfire. The figure, illuminated by the firelight, loomed even taller and more mysterious, stirring curiosity about its identity.
The elven female mage didn't know the common language, and Liv communicated with her in Elvish the whole time, but Caesar didn't understand a word.
Several days later, after a long and arduous journey, Caesars finally returned to the crater with Liv. They never stopped along the way, constantly weaving through the mountains and forests, carefully searching for various precious herbs. Caesars listened intently to Liv's instructions and diligently studied the Elvish language. After all, in this place, most elves communicated only in their own unique language, even Liv's own tribe. For Caesars, mastering the Elvish language was undoubtedly crucial if he wanted to better integrate into the community.
The herbs that Caesars didn't need were carefully collected and sent to the alchemy laboratory in the crater. There, there was a group of elves proficient in alchemy, who could fully utilize the value of these herbs to refine various magical potions and magic items.
Kaisas took inventory of his belongings. He needed to replenish much of his supplies, especially the food, which was already running low. He also had quests to complete in the crater. He was going to bring his Golden-Eyed Black Demon Snake with him this time. It could detect well-hidden stalkers and provide early warnings. Having it on guard was more reassuring.
After Liv returned to the crater, she went deep into the forest to find her companions. Caesars first went to the Magic Tower and handed over a large number of magic crystals to Krasus. These were all resources of the Elven Council; he was just responsible for running errands and taking some hard work fees.
In the mysterious and ancient library of the Holy Magic Tower, sunlight filtered through the stained glass windows, casting a dazzling array of light and shadow, illuminating the stacked bookshelves. Caesars was wandering through them, anxiously searching through long-forgotten low-level alchemical formulas.
He didn't intend to delve into the profound art of alchemy, but rather to find the recipes for a few special seasonings and dipping sauces. After all, these simple recipes didn't require professional alchemy skills to master.
"Great Elder, how can we quickly dry the herbs and then grind them into fine powder?" Kaisas frowned slightly, holding several recipes tightly in his hands, his eyes full of confusion and expectation.
However, this recipe only roughly states the required proportions of several herbs, but is vague about the key production process. Even the proportions of the most basic spices and refined salt are only mentioned in a few words.
At this moment, the great elder Crassus, standing nearby, gently stroked his graying beard and replied thoughtfully, "Boy, if you want to dry the herbs quickly, use the advanced ice spell. It can instantly freeze the herbs into ice, extracting the moisture from them. The herbs will become extremely fragile, and just a gentle crush will turn them into a fine powder."
Hearing this, Caesars couldn't help but look embarrassed, because he knew nothing about ice magic. He rubbed his hands together in confusion, with a flattering smile on his face, and looked at Crassus eagerly.
"Great Elder, I guess you must have a formation plate for advanced ice spells, right? Can you lend it to me?" Kaisas asked hopefully, with a eager glint in his eyes.
"When I saw your sly smile, I knew you were planning to take advantage of me!"
Crassus took out a silver metal plate from his space ring. It was more than a foot square and had very complicated lines on it.
"The corners of the array disk are slots for magic crystals. Only high-level magic crystals and elemental crystals can be used. If you fill the slots with fire crystals, the ice array will immediately reverse and become a fire array until the mithril array disk is melted and destroyed!"
"It can't be used in volcanic areas?"
"You can use it. I'm just reminding you not to forget to add magic crystals to it. This ice array was designed by Riven to prevent the human race from breaking it!"
Kaisas nodded in sudden realization. A similar ice array had appeared in the ancient tomb beneath the stone mountain of Fire Maple City. Back then, the inhabitants of the Northland Tower had used fire crystals to melt the several-meter-thick ice. However, something unexpected had happened. As the ice melted, the ice array suddenly reversed, completely destroying the entire tomb with intense heat and flames.
"Great Elder, why are you worried about the human race breaking the ice formation?" Kaisas asked with some confusion.
"Because a true necromancer, or lich, consists of only a few bones and is extremely fragile. Breaking the skull, the vessel of their soul, can easily destroy them. Only ice magic can strengthen their entire body, making them indestructible!"