High Above

"Drug?"

Master Grave's tone was confused: "You mean to rely on alchemical potions? But this is the sea, and the number of enemies is thousands of sea beasts... Although not all of them are Warcraft, their swarm strength is still comparable to several fleets."

"Heavy rain and waves will dilute your medicine, making it difficult for poison or anti-personnel medicine to be effective. Ian, this is very difficult."

"You've got my train of thought wrong."

But Ian was extremely confident: "I didn't plan to attack them with poison... I just wanted to give those sea beasts a little help in their perception systems."

"Help them find their true desires."

Ian and Master Grave left the room, and soon went straight to the deck of the Siren. Along the way, they saw many crew members and guard knights walking around busily. Most of them were at their fighting positions, fighting against those who were approaching. sea ​​beast.

It's raining heavily now, the sea and sky are pitch black, and there are countless shadows lurking and crawling under the waves.

Along with the violent geological fluctuations, there are turbulent water jets under the tide approaching the Siren. Above the sea, there are also strong men in the group stirring up wind and rain, condensing the endless sea water into ice cannonballs. , throwing towards the Siren.

To this end, pieces of hexagonal grid-shaped shields were raised around the Siren. This is the city shield usually used for city defense. With the strategic-level alchemy furnace carried by the Siren, it is enough to fully The city's protective shield can be activated for more than three hours without affecting the power, and three hours is enough to support the arrival of the fleets from the Empire and Canaan Moore.

As long as Captain Elden can hold back the other three mind-light monsters, the Siren is enough to protect itself from the beast tide.

In theory.

Ice cannonballs hit the shield and turned into ice shards flying all over the sky, while the roaring artillery fire was like thunder in a heavy rain. The dark and calm sea surface of the Everlasting Ocean turned into a battlefield, and was man-made again and again. Lightning lights up.

The two sides are still evenly matched, and the Warcraft tribe will not be stupid enough to rush into the Siren's fire circle against the power of human depth bombs and alchemical artillery. However, the ocean is their home field. By controlling the surrounding waves, the Warcraft are steadily moving towards the Siren. The number is approaching.

Just now, a Warcraft-level iron-scaled sea snake broke through the defense line and tried to hit the Siren's hull. Although it was repelled by the Ascendants accompanying the ship, it also caused the consequences that had previously alarmed Ian and Master Gravey. That explosion.

With the eyesight of an ascendant, and with the light of the explosion, Ian could clearly see the true appearance of the monster hidden under the tide.

The three groups of warcraft that attacked the Siren were the 'floating giant conch', 'disaster starfish' and the 'iron-scaled sea snake'.

The floating conch is the raw material for many water attributes. Those who need to survive in the sea for a long time and maintain long-term swimming require the 'floating conch's constant motion muscles'. This hydrophilic muscle can not only act like the heart muscle. It moves for a long time, is extremely patient, and can also obtain energy from the fluctuations of the surrounding ocean tides.

It is precisely because of this that the floating conch is one of the main monsters hunted by sea hunters and adventurers. In order to retaliate, this group of people often attacks offshore caravans, and they are quite violent and irritable monsters.

The Disaster Starfish is a monster famous for its venom. Its venom is almost the same as the Hydra Dragon, the most poisonous beast on land, but it does not have the extremely corrosive power and variability of the Hydra Dragon Toxin, so it has Antidote. Also because of its stability, its toxin is the raw material for many source of epidemic poisons. Of course it also has a grudge against humans.

As for the iron-scaled sea snake... it is a very common group of Warcraft. It is fertile, easy to raise, easy to advance, has a large number, and the upper limit is not low, so there are many powerful individuals in the group. The one Ian saw in Harrison Port. A large sea snake is a branch of the iron-scaled sea snake.

These three monsters are obviously not very afraid of poison.

The conch family uses a lot of poisons. If a starfish is hit by a disaster, it is still unknown who poisoned whom. As a metal-based life form, the iron-scaled sea snake's resistance to poison is beyond imagination of ordinary carbon-based life forms.

That's why Master Gravey doesn't agree with Ian's idea of ​​drugging.

But he didn't know that Ian never poisoned directly.

Using poison in the natural environment, even the most poisonous ones, may not be of any use - don't underestimate the sea of ​​Terra, just like the forest souls in the South Ridge forest, Ian is not sure about it. There is no "sea swarm" where countless marine plankton gather in the sea.

He will only give in to the creature's desires once.

"Yes, they are all suitable targets."

Ian and Master Grave stood on the deck. After confirming the type of enemy monsters, he nodded slightly: "They are all gregarious monsters and are quite sensitive to pheromones."

At this moment, a crew member has discovered the two passengers who did not seek refuge. The passengers on the Siren were either rich or noble, and no one of them could bear the responsibility for the accident, so they planned to come over and persuade the two to leave.

But when the crew came closer, Ian gave instructions without hesitation: "Capture one of each of these three kinds of monsters. Master Gravet and I have ways to deal with them."

"Sir, your request..."

When the elf crew saw Ian's too young appearance, they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. They looked at Master Gravet on the side, and the old elf glared at him: "Didn't you hear? Do what he said, and that's what I want too!"

"Roger that, sir!"

The crew saluted without hesitation, and then went to execute the military order - although Master Glawei's identity is embarrassing, it is only for the senior members of the parliament. For little people like them, an alchemist master who has been welcomed back by the entire federation is undoubtedly the highest officer. .

What's more, can Master Gravet harm them?

It is not difficult to capture these monsters. In fact, at the beginning of the raid, some monsters climbed onto the Siren. Most of them were repelled by the crew, but some were captured and analyzed.

Soon, under the respectful guidance of the crew, Ian and Master Grave arrived at the storage room on the second floor, where there were three quite intact and somewhat active monster corpses.

"...Pheromone...Are you planning to artificially synthesize pheromones to disrupt the cognition of these monsters?"

Master Grave watched as Ian skillfully took out a variety of tools and began to dismantle the monsters, removing various glands hidden in their flesh and blood internal organs.

Terra Warcraft does not simply rely on biomass pheromones for communication, the source of matter is also a means of carrying information, but this gives the alchemist an opportunity - various confusion potions and aphrodisiacs are all potions that use pheromones to disrupt the Warcraft's perception system , Professional alchemists are absolutely proficient in this.

He already understood Ian's thinking, but still frowned: "But that can only be used against beasts and first-level monsters... The second-level ones already have souls, which can resist instinctive impulses, and when there are third-level monsters... In the case of a powerful beast king, as long as there is a spiritual command from the beast king, the monsters in their group will go out to fight even during the mating period, and they will retreat immediately if they become jealous."

"Don't worry."

Ian flipped the knife in his hand and gently took out a fist-sized gland from the bones and flesh: "They won't have orders."

Silver-green light flashed in the young man's eyes, scanning the inside and outside of the gland. He turned his back to the master and said confidently: "Even if there are orders, they will never be conveyed."

"As long as it's psychic, it's impossible."

"...Is this imperial alchemist trustworthy?"

In the storage room, not only Ian and the master were alone, but the Siren's first mate and several other alchemists were also watching.

Calling the corpse of a monster is not a big deal, but Master Glawei is the target that the captain has told to focus on.

The sea-born first mate had doubts in his eyes, and he whispered to the alchemist on board the ship beside him: "Listen to you, this young man seems to be quite famous, but he is so young... why didn't Master Grave himself take action?"

You can't blame him for questioning. The current situation of the Siren is actually not as good as it seems.

During the first wave of sea beasts' attack, three of the Siren's five thrusters were destroyed. Later inspection revealed that someone had placed bait there to lure the sea beasts to attack.

In other words, the Siren has now lost most of its power and can only stay in place and passively respond to enemy attacks.

Although there is still spare power, and the inscription craftsmen are working overtime to repair it, they will not be able to escape the pursuit of the sea monster until Captain Elden returns.

But Captain Elden wants to block the three-headed beast king. Regardless of whether he can block it, even if he can, this means that the Siren will completely lose its last source of artificial power at this critical moment.

This news cannot be spread. If there is panic within the ship, the defense line will collapse. At that time, the Siren, which was still capable of fighting, will be easily captured by the sea monster.

"Ian Yinfeng is the inventor of many new war plating agents in the empire, and he is also a hot new star in the alchemy circle today!"

The alchemist accompanying the team looked excited, even looking at Ian with admiration: "First mate, you are not an alchemist, so you don't know that the young man you are talking about has been featured in this year's "Truth" The annual list of alchemists—not a new list, but an annual list that competes with all the established alchemist masters!”

"Master Grave must also believe in Mr. Ian's strength. He is old and lacks energy, so he asked him to take action!"

Master Gravey didn't say much. He stood aside and looked at Ian quietly.

He watched Ian take out all the glands of the three kinds of monsters, and immediately used the simple alchemy equipment he carried to extract the key pheromone samples. Then he took the materials locally and used the flesh of these monsters as raw materials to start mass production. Pheromones with three commands: "prey", "mating" and "rage".

At the beginning, the master still had a doubt in his mind... Even if the beast kings did not convey the instructions, it would take a long time to refine and refine the World of Warcraft pheromones to create targeted mania and aphrodisiac potions. Just to identify which pheromones It's difficult enough to target which instructions, let alone determine the experimental effects.

But when he saw Ian starting alchemy directly in the storage room, Master Gravi was shocked.

too fast!

How should I describe the speed of Ian's alchemy? Art? concise? Or is it pure?

There is no unnecessary move, all steps are the most correct and fastest choices. As an alchemist, Master Gravet knows that this requires not only superb skills and profound knowledge, but also a deep understanding of himself. Absolute 'confidence'!

Only those who know all the steps and processes, but firmly believe that they will never make mistakes, can perform alchemy at this speed!

But why? Why can Ian believe that the pheromone he chose has the effect he wants? Even a master alchemist like him would need at least one or two hours of careful screening to be sure!

Master Grave soon thought of a possibility, and he couldn't help but ask: "You, your observation power, does it have the effect of 'true seeing'?!"

"You can think so."

Ian was noncommittal. In fact, as Master Glawei thought, it is impossible for even the best biological alchemist to directly figure out the pheromone matching effect of an unfamiliar creature. This difficulty is equivalent to deciphering an unfamiliar language at a glance. .

But for him with a silver chip, it is not surprising that he can do this.

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Not just Master Grave.

Even the first mate and the ship's alchemist were stunned by Ian's skills. It can even be said that they were petrified!

"This, so fast?!"

A layman sees the excitement, an expert watches the door, but even as a layman, the first mate is very clear that Ian's alchemy speed is a little too fast.

If there is a progress bar, other people's progress bar jumps by 1% every few seconds, but Ian jumps several times per second, one bar every time!

The expert was just stunned on the spot, not daring to close his eyes.

Separate! extraction! Purify!

Matrix! Copy and refine! Synthesis of the same example!

How many seconds has it been? Before he could see clearly, Ian completed the six steps and refined a bottle of 'aphrodisiac pheromone'... Is this a human? !

The Siren's alchemist was no longer willing to breathe. As a professional, he also knew the steps and basic skills that Ian had done. Whether it was to quickly identify materials or use all the materials at hand to refine elements, these skills he All understood. However, people have limits, and the limit threshold of most people is right there.

Even masters are only 20 to 30% faster than elite alchemists. Unless they have unique skills, that's at best. The real value of masters lies in their groundbreaking thinking and invention capabilities, but even so. , their superb skills can also impress everyone.

But what about Ian? Ian didn't use any unique skills, but just used solid basic skills to complete the refining at twice the speed of others - this is no longer a record-breaking thing, this has widened the huge gap between different species!

"It's unbelievable..." He held it in for a long time before saying this: "This makes it impossible for me to succeed even if I imitate it!"

In less than an hour, Ian completed all the processes from analysis to successful refining, all by hand, without anyone doing it for him.

Both Master Grave and the first officer have gone from disbelief at the beginning to numbness later on.

They also finally understood how big the gap is between real geniuses and ordinary practitioners in certain things.

"Load these pheromones into diffusion bombs and launch them towards the sea beast swarm."

Handing the three 'boxes' of information bottles on the side to the first mate who was already very respectful and using honorifics throughout, Ian smiled and said: "The floating conch will feed on the disaster-stricken starfish, so use the orange 'prey' message The element is launched to these two areas where there are more monsters."

"It's early summer recently, and the temperature is rising but not too high. It's the mating season of the iron-scaled sea snakes, so we use the crimson 'mating' pheromone."

"In areas where there are three kinds of monsters, use this red 'violent' pheromone - they will definitely fight, which will greatly reduce the pressure on the Siren."

"Please rest assured that we will absolutely carry out our work in accordance with all your instructions!"

At this moment, the first mate was filled with deep awe of Ian.

But precisely because of this, he believed that these pheromones were the key to the Siren breaking the deadlock, so he smiled excitedly.

He immediately left with these pheromone bottles.

Master Glavey exhaled and took a deep look at Ian, who was watching the crew leave with a smile: "You are already at the level of a master."

"Although you only used the simplest basic skills to process the potion, I can see that your understanding and conversion of physical properties between substances have reached perfection, and your manipulation of source matter is also incredibly sophisticated. "

"The most important thing is that your method of refining pheromones is something I have never seen before."

"Even in Lingzhiyuan, you are good enough to be the director of a department and preside over several large-scale projects!"

"Thanks for the compliment."

Ian admitted generously. Already in the Imperial Capital, his level was already close to that of a master. In Xia Hui Ling, he and Adebert learned from each other and spent a long time refining and summarizing. After making great progress, he must meet the standard of a master.

Even without the silver chip and precognitive vision, his refining speed would be a little slow at best, and whether it was techniques or formulas, they were all things that needed to be summed up with wisdom.

"Seventeen-year-old alchemist master, seventeen-year-old third level."

At this moment, Master Grave closed his eyes and sighed longly: "Oh my god, how efficient is your learning? Just learning these things and practicing cannot be completed in seventeen years... But this is Good thing."

Opening his eyes, the old elf's eyes were bright: "Perhaps, before I die, our research will yield results!"

He had started saying 'our research', a detail that made Ian smile lightly.

Master Grave's complicated emotions towards Canaan Moore and his deep love for the elves as a race cannot be deceived or ignored. Of course he could see the old man's embarrassing situation and determination, so he didn't kill him after considering it, or he just sat back and watched him be killed, and instead invited the other party to join forces.

Of course, Ian will not let Master Glawei fake his death. Please return to Xiahui... Let alone the Siren hanging alone on the sea, it is very difficult to achieve this. Even if it is really achieved, it cannot be done in essence. Increase Xiahuiling’s R\u0026D capabilities.

After all, with Ian and Adlbert, two of the most powerful geniuses in the new generation, Master Glawei cannot bring about qualitative changes even with his profound skills.

However, if Master Glavey lives peacefully in Canaan Moor...even if he is isolated from the Canaan Moor academic circle due to academic strife and camp rejection, the parliament cannot not give him any resources, at least he will give them Highest authority for projects related to Master Gravi.

This is a real qualitative change for Ian and Adlbert who lack any truly 'confidential' information, such as information on 'foreign god research'!

"If you want to have free sex, you must have free sex with a big one - how can Master Glawei alone be enough? You must have free sex to have the entire Canaan Moor Federation information database!"

At this point, Ian has made up his mind to protect Master Gravi in ​​Canaan Moore. Respecting the old and loving the young is not very important. The most important thing is to use the other party's identity as a straw to absorb the essence of Canaan Moore!

Boom boom boom——

A series of low gunshots sounded.

Ian and the master walked out of the storage room. The two saw special cannonballs loaded with pheromones being launched, drawing arcs in the darkness, and falling towards the gathering point of different groups of monsters.

Ian's eyesight was enough to see what was happening in the distance.

As different pheromones fell, it was like splashing cold water into hot oil, causing the entire sea area to explode and completely churn.

The amount of pheromones secreted by living things is small, not high in purity, and not very irritating. It is just like the fragrance of bananas. Although it is there, it is not actually strong.

But the pheromones extracted by Ian are like banana fragrance. Just a little bit can make people clearly smell the rich fragrance!

The tides and wind waves happened to help these overly strong pheromones spread and dilute to a level that could be accepted by the Warcraft swarm.

The three major warcraft groups, which were originally peaceful due to the king's order, began to commotion visibly with the naked eye. According to Ian's instructions, various pheromone cannonballs launched separately accurately stirred up the conflicts between different warcraft - the beast tide. Things are inherently very difficult. Creatures are already food for each other, and even one is the natural enemy of the other. How can there be no contradiction at all if they really converge into a tide?

With the restraint of the King, even if there is some friction, they can live in peace. After all, Warcraft will not have obvious intelligence until it has a soul at the second level. Both first-level and non-Warcraft individuals rely more on instinct and obey the King's orders more. .

But if the king's order is blocked by Long Wei...

Things will be like this.

Boom! In the sea tide, a large number of giant cone-shaped floating snails suddenly became violent. They sprayed water, like torpedoes, and rushed directly to the disaster-stricken starfish floating around the sea surface.

The ability of the floating giant snails is actually to control the water flow and powerful movement ability. They can ram through the hull of the armored ship with pure physical drive, and part of the toxins of the giant snails are due to their powerful physical ability to prey on various species in the sea. Adapted from a collection of poisons.

Disaster-stricken starfish are part of their diet, but the priority is not high enough. But now, under the unknown strong appetite and clear hunting orders, a large number of floating giant snails that were originally making ice bombs to attack the Siren are still He turned around and attacked the stricken starfish that was gathering water.

The front end of their bodies protrudes extremely sharp 'odontoid processes'. This special organ can directly pierce the protective shells of most soft-bodied organisms and the carapace of reptiles. The hard bodies of only echinoderms will be destroyed by the odontoid processes. Easily pierced, and then their entrails are sucked out!

In this regard, the disaster-stricken starfish will naturally not be willing to become food for the beasts, and they will fight back - the outer edges of these starfish's tentacles are extremely sharp spines, and even steel and concrete will be directly scraped into pieces when struck. The floating giant snails are not famous for their defensive power. It is easy for them to open their shells and attack the fragile body inside the shell!

Click! Poof!

The battle between the two monsters was extremely fierce. Either the starfish was pierced by the giant snail and its internal organs were sucked out, or the giant snail was smashed to pieces by the starfish and spit out into the opponent's stomach for digestion on the spot!

The fight between the floating giant snail and the disaster-stricken starfish was in full swing for a while, and the blood was boiling.

But on the other side, the iron-scaled sea snake... the atmosphere is more pink.

A large number of sea snakes began to mix and tangle together regardless of time or location, and even formed a dark jungle below the sea. The seaweeds intertwined, overlapped, and penetrated deep...

Accompanied by the neighing sound of steel friction, the battlefield instantly turned into a mating paradise...

Unsightly. It’s simply unsightly!