454: The "Substitutes" of the Hero and the Witch

Chapter 453: The Hero and Witch's "Substitutes"

At dawn, as the first light falls upon Superville's vast land, this ancient empire slowly awakens.

In an army tent at the border army camp, Dick, feeling slightly tired, sat up from bed. He was finally done being busy.

Beside him, Beyonce was still sleeping sweetly, her pink rabbit ears softly drooping by the pillow.

The thin blanket could hardly conceal her hot figure. The unique estrus scent of rabbit Orcs permeated the tent, and a satisfied smile always hung on Beyonce's face.

Dick gently placed his hands on both sides of his waist for a simple massage, while simultaneously casting his self-created recovery magic.

These past few days, the frequent and high-intensity battles had left even Dick feeling a bit strained.

He was just a Level 35 young Demon King; his physical energy was not endless. Even with many talent blessings, over-exerting himself was difficult to bear.

However, having lived through a hundred lifetimes, Dick had long developed many highly targeted magic spells that could effectively restore energy.

In just a few minutes, Dick shook off his weakness and stood up full of energy, but his depleted 'ammunition' still needed time to recover.

"Magic's effectiveness is ultimately limited. If only it were a Magical Potion..."

The strongest recovery method was undoubtedly Magical Potion; the higher the rank, the stronger the effect.

This direct and pure resource replenishment was far more efficient than magical methods!

Thinking this, Dick took out a small potion bottle from the inner pocket of his robe. Inside contained a little less than half of a green liquid.

This was the precious Purple Longevity Divine Liquid. Last night when Dick went to comfort Mina, he also squeezed some from Xiao Zi's roots.

Although the healing effect of Purple Longevity Divine Liquid was extremely strong, in Dick's opinion, taking it directly was still too wasteful.

The reason was very simple: Purple Longevity Divine Liquid was essentially the raw material for Magical Potion!

It should be reprocessed through complex and exquisite craftsmanship into a bottle of God-rank Magical Potion, thereby exerting dozens of times the medicinal effect.

It was a pity that Dick couldn't do it yet; God-rank Magical Potion required a Magical Potion Master above Level 80 to make.

Although Manbo City next to the army camp was the largest Magical Potion wholesale market in all of Superville, there were no Magical Potion Masters above Level 80 here.

Not only that, even looking across the entire Demon Spirit Continent, it was probably difficult to find such a high-level Magical Potion Master.

Therefore, Dick planned to temporarily store the Purple Longevity Divine Liquid and wait for an opportunity to process it into Magical Potion later.

However, besides Magical Potion Masters above Level 80, there were also some extremely special people who could make God-rank Magical Potion even if their level wasn't high enough.

For example, those who could become a Magical Potion Master Hero, or... the Poison Ember Witch.

Looking back at his past hundred lifetimes, Dick knew the current locations of many Magical Potion Master Heroes, but none of them were on the Demon Spirit Continent.

As for the Poison Ember Witch, she was even further away on the extremely distant Southern Underworld Continent, so far away it was despair-inducing.

Suddenly, Dick's eyes lit up.

Since destiny was no longer fixed in this lifetime, then he could very well find some 'substitutes'!

Dick believed that on the Demon Spirit Continent, there must still be many who awakened Hero's luck or obtained Witch's qualifications!

So far, has he met few?

Cecilia, Beyonce, Victoria, Jack... they were all people who never became Heroes or Witches in the past ninety-nine lifetimes.

Similarly, he could also find someone who awakened the Magical Potion Master Hero's luck, or even someone who obtained the Poison Ember Witch's qualifications!

The more he thought about it, the more Dick felt it was feasible and very necessary, because he was currently lacking a capable Magical Potion Master under his command.

After a moment of thought, over a dozen names quickly appeared in Dick's mind; there were males and females, old and young.

These people were currently in the Central Region of the Demon Spirit Continent, had extremely strong Magical Potion Master talent, and were very likely to awaken Hero's luck.

As for those who obtained the Poison Ember Witch's qualifications, Dick didn't consider searching for them, because the randomness was too strong.

Xiao Nai was a typical example; her talent as a Berserker was actually not outstanding, but she still obtained the Wuwang Witch's qualifications.

In the million-year history of the world, a considerable portion of Witches were originally people with ordinary aptitude, only suddenly awakening upon encountering a great opportunity at a certain time.

"Kun, Tinnus."

As soon as Dick's words fell, two streams of black mist gushed out from the runes in his waist magic pouch, transforming into a man and a woman after a few seconds.

"Master!"

Kun and Tinnus knelt halfway, bowing respectfully to Dick. The two Demons looked like professional servants.

"Help me find someone in the surrounding noble territories," Dick said, starting to work with both hands as he quickly drew a portrait. "I want to know the result by midnight tonight."

Tinnus was being a subordinate for the first time and was also taking a mission for the first time, and did not appear very sharp.

In contrast, Kun immediately took the portrait with both hands, then raised his head and said in a deep voice, "I shall obey Master's command and guarantee the mission will be completed!"

Having said that, Kun immediately transformed into a mass of black mist and left the army tent at a speed difficult for the naked eye to see, extremely capable.

Dick nodded slightly, then looked at Tinnus, who was still frozen in place, and frowned, saying, "Aren't you going yet?"

"Oh oh, then I'll go too!"

Tinnus quickly responded, then also imitated Kun, transforming into black mist and rushing out of the army tent.

...

Several hours later in the morning, an outdoor training ground at the Suweier Army Camp was extremely lively, filled with resting soldiers standing around.

Voices of discussion were constant, and the center of attention was the two people standing in the middle of the training ground—Isurna and Jack.

"The duel will start in five more minutes. Now is the last betting time, you'll miss the chance if you're late..."

A fat-headed and big-eared soldier shouted loudly, and soon over a dozen soldiers gathered around, vying to place bets.

"I bet a hundred gold coins that Northern guy won't last ten seconds!"

"Two vacation slips, I bet officer Isurna will instantly defeat him with one blow!"

"How about starting another category? Northern guys are all timid. I bet that guy will pee his pants out of fear, hahaha..."

The soldiers' bets were not on who would win or lose. In everyone's eyes, Isurna would definitely win; this was beyond doubt.

Therefore, the only thing to bet on was how Isurna would win and how Jack would lose.

Although people from the Central Region had always discriminated against Northern people, the soldiers were even clearer on the fact that Isurna had never lost to anyone her age.

Not even once!

Not to mention, Jack was only 21 this year, one year younger than Isurna, making it even more impossible for him to win.

Listening to the soldiers' heated discussion around him, Jack showed displeasure on his face, inwardly complaining about the low quality of these Central Region people.

The duel hasn't even started yet, how can they determine the outcome?

Isurna is a heavenly pride, is he not one too?

Recently, under the blessing of the Heaven-Reaching Great Fortune Body, everything went smoothly for Jack; no matter what he did, he succeeded.

And under the blessing of the Swordsman Hero's luck, Jack's job level surged rapidly, breaking through five levels in less than a month!

Currently, Jack has reached Level 36.

Level 36 at 21 years old!

Even placed in the Central Region, it would definitely be considered astonishing.

In contrast, Isurna, although hailed as the Central Region's number one heavenly pride, was merely Level 34 at 22 years old.

Just looking at the stats, Isurna's talent was even inferior to his own. On what basis did these foolish soldiers think she would definitely win?

And what made Jack even more unhappy was that even Dick, who was his close friend, didn't hold any hope for him, believing he would definitely lose.

It was fine if strangers didn't believe in him, but even friends were like this. This made Jack extremely depressed.

Looking at Isurna opposite him, who had a calm expression, Jack subconsciously tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, vowing to definitely slap everyone's face.

Since no one was optimistic about him, then he would precisely perform the best!