Chapter 525: Ogre Power Potion

"Ah, forget it, let me explain it to you."
Casio picked up the Rute improvisation plucked, accompanied by melodious and slightly sad music, using the rhythm of chanting narrative poems to tell Joan the origin of the bottle of magic medicine.
Shrek is not a complete bragging, the bottle of potion was indeed invented by Fiona, the high ogre witch—that is, Casio's sister.
However, Ms. Fiona refined this potion purely for the purpose of studying "alchemy", which has nothing to do with the personal affection of her children, nor is it the so-called "sympathetic token" that Shrek wishfully believed.
So, why did Fiona give Shrek the magic potion that she spent a lot of effort to refine successfully?
In fact, because this bottle of potion needs to collect ogre blood as the main raw material.
Fiona once suggested to Shrek that she needed 5 pints of fresh ogre plasma for researching alchemy. As long as the blood came from a healthy adult ogre, blood donors could get a bounty from her.
Fiona originally thought that Shrek would inform the clan in the Deep Forest Valley that as long as there were ten blood donors enough to collect 5 pints of plasma, each of which was spread out to donate only about half a pint of blood, which would not cause any harm to health. .
The next day, Shrek delivered the fresh plasma collected to Fiona, refused to receive compensation, and looked pale and lack of energy.
Fiona didn't care at first. She learned from her brother Casio that the plasma used for refining was actually provided by Shrek alone.
Even with the strong body of the mythical ogres, a 5 pint blood draw will inevitably damage the body.
Fiona was deeply shocked by Shrek's inexplicable stupidity. After asking her brother about it, she learned that Shrek wanted to express her affection for her in this way, and she was a little touched when she was crying and laughing, and asked Casio The bottle of potion was given to Shrek as compensation for his excessive blood donation.
Listening to Casio telling the twists and turns of the magic potion by singing and singing, Joan's mood is similar to that of Ms. Fiona-both funny and a little touched.
Shrek is a little stupid, but he is really cute. Based on his infatuation, he would one day be able to impress Fiona and win the favor of his sweetheart.
"Mr. Casio, I know the origin of this potion, so what is the effect of the medicine?"
"Sister Fiona said that after anyone takes this potion, the strength attribute will instantly increase to the average level of the ogres, and the potency lasts about an hour."
Casio pondered for a while, and then said: "Sister Fiona also told me that if someone's power has exceeded the level of an adult ogre, you will not get any benefit after drinking this potion."
"The power level of our king is much higher than the potion that this potion can give, so this potion is of no use to him, Mr. Master. Take it."
Joan nodded slightly, thought for a moment with the crystal pill bottle, and raised his head to say to Shrek and Casio: "This magic potion is indeed very useful for people like me who have low power, but it also has Mr. Shrek The irreplaceable commemorative significance is not as good as this. I will take the potion first and return it to Mr. Shrek after a night of research."
Just give him some time to analyze the magic attached to this bottle of potion and study its refining process. Joan believes that he can completely crack the mystery of this bottle of potion in one night, as long as enough cannibals are collected afterwards You can make the same potion by magic plasma.
"Little Master, take it and study, Shrek has no opinion!"
The ogre king's emotions finally calmed down, his smile reappeared on his face, and he accepted Joan's advice.
Clark stretched his waist and said to his companions: "The night is already deep. We have to get up early tomorrow, so let's go to bed."
"It's time to sleep, but before we take a break, we have to arrange the vigil's schedule. The neighborhood is not very smooth. In case of a good sleep, the is bitten by the beast, it's not fun." Casio said jokingly.
"Old rules, the caster doesn't watch the night, I'm on the first half of the night, and the fat one in the middle of the night, Casio, you and brother Joan will sleep peacefully," Clark said.
The caster probably needs sufficient sleep to restore the spell slot, so adventurers camping in the wild usually do not require the caster to participate in the vigil.
"Mr. Heinier, I know a spell that can create an absolutely safe and invisible half plane, we enter the half plane to rest, we don’t need to arrange a special manned vigil, everyone can sleep peacefully until dawn , Nourish the spirit and go on the road again," Joan said softly.
"Since there are such convenient spells, you guys should quickly come out." Clark said cheerfully.
Joan nodded, opened the cast material bag, first took out a small bag of wheat flour and a roll of parchment paper, and then took out a bundle of ropes, ready to cast 2 rings of "magic rope".
Casio and Shrek were about to set up a tent. When they heard the conversation between Joan and Clark, they put down the tent in their hands and came over to look at Joan curiously to see how he could create a safe shelter in the wilderness. .
"Yanta!"
Joan chanted the last spellcasting spell, untied the rope and threw it into the night sky. After the rope was infused with magic power, it stretched out on its own. One end of the rope seemed to be nailed in the air by an invisible nail, hanging straight down, and Joan held it at the end.
Joan handed the rope to Clark: "Mr. Heiner, you climbed up the rope. The end of the rope leads to a half plane with an invisible window. The space inside is spacious enough to accommodate four of us."
Frost Giant pulled the rope and asked with some anxiety: "My weight is not light, can such a thin straw rope hold up?"
Joan smiled slightly and raised his hand to signal that he would climb up to make sure he could hold it.
The magically strengthened rope is super tough, enough to withstand a weight of 16,000 pounds, not to mention a Clark. Even with Shrek, Casio, and Joan himself, the total weight is less than one-third of the rope's weight limit.
Frost Giant got encouragement from Joan's smile, rubbed his hands, grabbed the rope and climbed up.
He was tall and long, crawling fast, and within a minute he climbed near the rope head. The probe looked at the void where the rope head was hanging, suddenly he laughed and jumped into the invisible window to the half plane. , Just disappeared from the vision of the three companions below.
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