For master-level powerhouses, there are no secrets in all creatures below the formal level!

Strictly speaking, this sentence is a bit exaggerated. After all, even if the information about the strong men above the formal level is known by the weak men below the formal level, this information itself has the effect of blocking prophecy spells. Moreover, prophecy spells are not to check the character template. Even if you want to find something, you need some key clues and a relatively small range. After all, the multiverse is too big, and people with the same name and surname don’t know how many people are. Prophecy with one name can only obtain a vague and chaotic information of unknown meaning.

However, it is still very simple to use prophecy spells to explore a small nobleman who is absolutely not at the official level from bin Rachel. He has narrowed his scope to the territory of the Dragon Roar Kingdom, and the precondition for prophecy is also set at "the nobleman who has purchased 17 kilograms of "White Butterfly Wings" from the "Shirt Shell" Flying Port in 113 years."

With such a detailed content, Punk's prediction should be almost certain, but...

"That... ask, do the nobleman named Gabor-Lutaus used his real name?"

After using five or six prophecy spells, Punk, standing in an inconspicuous mountain jungle, frowned and dispelled the rich magic energy around him. Then he looked at Ben Rachel with an unhappy expression:

"Mr. Noucanny, according to the prophetic spell, there is no nobleman named Gable-Lutaus in this Dragon Roar Kingdom. If he was blocked, the conclusion would only be "unprophetic" and not "no one can be found, so, Bin Rachel, when will your intelligence be more reliable?"

Seeing the punk's eyes full of contempt and disdain, Bin Rachel, who had a good temper, couldn't help but get angry:

"Can you blame me? The things I consigned at the airport are somewhat wrong. It is normal for customers to use pseudonyms. But is it necessary for your black market to force customers to register with real names? Do you think you are saving money at the Goddess of Wealth Church?"

Seeing that Bin Rachel was also in anger, Punk did not continue to pursue the matter. Although he felt that his partner did not take on the responsibility for information provision as he had agreed at the beginning, the enemy is not at the moment of internal strife, and more so, Bin Rachel's complaints are indeed reasonable.

Finally, Punk sighed and rubbed his temples hard:

"It's fine if the name is fake. If there is nationality and detailed events, I have a way to predict the names of the real participants. However, if the nationality is still fake... then I can't do it! Don't get me wrong, ask in advance because the next needs some spell casting materials. These materials are quite precious. If you can't determine the authenticity of nationality, you don't have to waste materials."

"You are so despised by others. With my bin Rachel's reputation for doing business for thousands of years, today I will put my words here - nationality will never be fake! I still know where my goblin airship will fly. If the nationality is fake, I will cast spell materials with you."

Faced with punk's doubts, Bin Rachel's old face was a little uneasy. Along the way, he could only do other things besides fighting, which made the mage who regarded himself as a senior, quite embarrassed.

After hearing what Bin Rachel said so firmly, Punk stopped mocking the old man. Although he really wanted to ask Bin Rachel if he had exchanged some compensation for himself,......... Think about it carefully, it is better not to stimulate this guy too much now. When things got to this point, both punk and bin Rachel were angry. It was not wise for both parties to provoke randomly.

Without any more troublesome questions, Punk took out a small crystal and quickly chanted the spell in the ancient "Murlanda language".

"Master-level prophecy spell--Dark inquiry"!

This spell is already the strongest prophetic spell of Punk except "filthy prediction". In order to assist the spell and improve the effect of the spell, Punk had to take out the soul of the "furious body worm" stored in the crystal as spell casting material. In this way, his "dormant" ferocious body worms will die, which is also what Punk feels more distressed - ferocious body worms are very expensive!

Fortunately, Punk's prophecy spell finally succeeded this time.

"Wyen Ting, I only got this one name."

In Bin Rachel's expectant eyes, Punk slowly said this name.

"But there is another bad news to tell you - the Zodas family has cheated people very thoroughly, I'm sure! Ovakine-Sothed Spell Casting Level is definitely above me, because......... Even if I use the strongest prophecy spell, I can't predict anything other than the name! I can't break the prophecy shielding spell that Wynn has blessed."

Although I got some clues, Punk's eyes became even colder.

When people are unlucky, they can really get stuffed with cold water. Isn’t this? In less than a day, bad news comes one after another. Now the most headache-inducing result of punk is once again present - the black dragon that hell is at least seventeen spell casting level!

"Wyen Ting, I know that this person is quite famous in the Dragon Roar Kingdom... but are you sure... that dragon has a higher casting level than you"?

When asked, Bin Rachel's face turned a little white. A giant dragon caster of at least level 17 still occupies the right time, place and people on his territory. What does this mean? It means that a "hunting" that was originally sure of being sure has turned into a battle between life and death for no reason. Moreover, the other party is good at prophetic spells and alchemy spells. With a country as a backing, it is basically sure to make several master-level golems...

"…………The Zodas family that should go to is crazy…or…or we should stop fighting. To be honest, I am really not good at fighting with such mysterious mages, let alone the dragon's territory here……….”

It's natural that Bin Rachel was a little cowardly. After all, he was not the type who was good at fighting at first glance. If he was good at fighting with his side, he was okay. If he fought life and death... Punk felt that Bin Rachel was in a tough situation and was able to fight a berserker who had just reached level 15.

However, unlike Bin Rachel's idea, Punk would not retreat like this. In his opinion, the enemy is a powerful mage and good at alchemy spells. It does not only represent the master-level golem helper and strange magic potions, but also represents a huge amount of wealth and resources!

Punk is not a person who dares not take risks, and there are three master-level strong men in his own right, although Bin Rachel is a little bit miserable, and Gorney... can't believe it, but he still has a 60% chance of winning if he really fights. Take a step back...

"Hedraz's magic box... can't beat me, can't I run away?"

Feeling the small magic box placed close to the heart, Punk quickly felt at ease. Punk, who had enough confidence, summoned a new mana ray without hesitation. Then, he said to bin Rachel unwaveringly:

"Before we escape, we will tie up that Wyen now. After searching all the memories, we will pretend to know nothing and go to the Zodas family! Giorni Zodas... want us to be thugs? Haha! Find an opportunity to kill him together"!

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