Chapter 174: Refining Ritual Materials

A man in black also stood at the end of the passage. He glanced at Camus and pushed open the crimson door. Behind the door was a deep and bright passage. Every few steps on the obsidian wall, there was a bright gas lamp, which illuminated the deep underground passage. Camus smelled a faint fragrance and sweat from the hot flow erupting from the ground.

"The transaction is below." The man in black saw Camus not moving and reminded him in a flat tone.

"Thank you..." Camus nodded slightly and walked underground.

"Tap tap tap..." The sound of leather shoes on the stone steps became smaller and smaller. Camus' figure disappeared at the end under the light. After walking for about a few minutes, an empty, tall, stuffy and noisy space appeared in Camus' sight. This was also a circular space. Some people wearing masks or not wearing masks were trading or setting up stalls. The air was filled with extremely enthusiastic bargaining sounds.

Camus was just stunned, thinking calmly. According to Su Lan, what he wanted was not precious, but his understanding of extraordinary materials was too vague, which was a little troublesome.

"Sir... what do you need?" This was an elegant lady's voice that appeared in Camus' ears. Camus turned around and saw a lady who was setting up a stall at the door looking at him with bright eyes. She was wearing a black veil on her face and was not very clear. She was wearing a popular court dress. As for her stall, there were some strange metal blocks and some twisted plants.

"Oh... Hello, lady, nice to meet you." Camus responded vaguely, and after scanning around, he walked towards the black veil lady.

"So sir, do you need any extraordinary materials? Maybe I can help you solve the problem." The black veil lady smiled and said, looking at Camus carefully with her bright black eyes.

Camus pursed his lips and thought silently in his heart. This is a way. At worst, he could ask other people later, which is better than groping alone.

"I need concentrated holy water, tinder tree leaves, flaming gold powder, soda ash, do you have any here?" Camus's voice was low and emotionless.

The black-veiled lady's eyes lit up, and she said repeatedly, "Yes... yes... yes... um... I mean how many copies do you want?"

Camus's face did not move, and he thought about it. It was his first time to carve ritual magic. If he failed, it would be troublesome. Three copies should be enough.

"Three copies, so how much is it?" Camus said in a low voice, and his eyes under the dark glasses also looked at the other's eyes.

The black-veiled lady felt Camus's sight and felt a little uncomfortable. She looked at Camus and tried to make her tone smooth.

"2 gold coins per copy, sir." When she said this, the black-veiled lady's tone was a little hurried, "Because there are always restless guys deceiving ignorant civilians, let them cheat the church's holy water. Recently, the church has been very strict, so..." When she said this, the black-veiled lady hesitated a little, and finally did not speak.

Camus's heart twitched. He had prepared to be slaughtered. He didn't expect it to be so cheap. Should he buy a few more copies? As long as the other party didn't use fake materials to deceive him, it would be fine.

"Okay, I need three..." The black-veiled lady was a little hurried when she heard Camus' clear voice.

"Sir, wait a moment." After saying this, she quickly ran to other stalls to collect the materials Camus wanted. After a while, the black-veiled lady ran back with a small black cloth bag in her hand. She opened the bag and handed it over, her eyes shining.

Camus gently took the bag, and when she saw the other party's rough fingers and dull skin, she felt a little subtle. She thought she was a noble lady. She was also wearing the most popular court dress at the moment. As far as she knew, this dress could not be bought without 3 gold coins. How could the fingers and palms be so inconsistent with the identity?

There was no time to think about it. Camus had already taken the bag, looked at the materials inside, and took out 6 gold coins from his arms and handed them to the black-veiled lady.

"Thank you..." After saying this, Camus returned to the stairs with the materials, secretly complaining in his heart that he could only go back to ask for information or ask Su Lan. These materials should be fine. If there is any problem, he will come back.

After leaving the tavern, Camus stopped a carriage and rushed home. In less than half an hour, Camus saw the outline of his home from the window of the carriage.

"Sir... we're here." The driver's voice came to his ears. Camus left 2 copper coins for the fare and went home. Nicole and Hulin, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, relaxed after seeing Camus, especially Hulin, who got the answer from Nicole last night and was awakened by cold water before he had time to taste the taste of freedom.

"Are you okay?" Camus turned the door and saw Hulin and Nicole standing by the door. He felt a little funny for a moment. One was a nightmare and the other was an evil spirit. Why were they so scared?

"It's okay... the master is still on the second floor." Hulin flew to Camus and muttered softly.

Camus' eyes flashed when he heard it. He took out a mirror from his arms and contacted Su Lan, asking how to get the materials for the ceremony.

Hulin Street, in a quiet room, Su Lan was stunned when she saw Camus's question. What a weird thing, is this a makeup artist? A makeup artist who doesn't even know the most basic ritual magic? It's ridiculous. I didn't say it last night because I subconsciously thought that Camus should know how to do it.

After sorting out his thoughts, Su Lan helplessly picked up the paper and pen and wrote quickly, because he knew that Camus' current ability was not enough for direct communication.

Golden Oak No. 77, Camus suddenly understood the answer. He ran to the bathroom to take a shower, took out a porcelain bowl from the kitchen, first threw the leaves of the tinder tree into it, and then threw the soda ash into it.

"Hiss..." The leaves of the tinder tree immediately started to tumble when they encountered soda ash. The flaming red leaves bent and rolled. Seeing this, Kamie successively poured in the flame gold powder and concentrated holy water, and poured out the soul power. Instilled.

"Hiss..." Golden flames erupted from the small porcelain bowl, and a spicy smell filled the air. The liquid in the porcelain bowl was changing between golden and milky white. Camus knew that this was a critical period for the fusion of the medicine. , just now Su Lan told herself that she was very close to success when she saw this situation. Thinking of this, Camus stopped instilling soul power, her eyes gradually deepened, and a serious and heavy voice sounded.

"Great God of Light, Longla, you travel under the light. Please listen to my humble prayer and leave fireworks for the light...

"Boom..." As the prayer sounded, the liquid in the porcelain bowl suddenly rose up. It was no longer golden and sometimes milky white. It turned into a pale golden liquid, a golden liquid exuding flames, and a scorching heat. And a heavy breath emanates from the liquid.

"Pa..." The golden liquid returned to calmness after tumbling a few times. It lay in the porcelain bowl like jelly. Camus smiled when he saw it and glanced towards the second floor.