He once again glanced furtively at the two women walking in the middle of the road.
The one on the left has long black shawl hair, shiny and smooth hair, fair and crystal-clear complexion, and a delicate face with a hint of coldness. The most important thing is that this woman has no eyebrows. A pair of narrow black eyes exudes a cold chill.
The woman on the right has an excellent figure. Her short red hair is like a burning flame, so red that it is dazzling. But she has no ears, and there are two dark red scars on her ears. She also has no nose. There are two directly on the nose.
The round hole looks a bit scary.
Angelet looked at it furtively and was about to look away.
Unexpectedly, the black-haired woman with no eyebrows moved her eyes and met Angelet's eyes.
Angelet felt a sudden pain in his eyes, as if he had swallowed a large amount of ice water, which was so cold that his eyeballs were numb.
He didn't dare to look anymore, so he stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, and then he could barely open them again.
"Hey, you actually dare to look at Master Fran." Vincent laughed at the side. "Master Fran was a powerful wizard who had the Frost of Winter three hundred years ago. He once went to the Northland Alliance and the underground race to fight bloody battles.
A ruthless character who has lived for more than 20 years."
"It was my fault."
Angelet frowned and began to let the chip slowly release plant-based energy particles to restore his eyes.
Vincent and the others said nothing. They just shook their heads and smiled. This was not the first time they had seen such a disadvantaged person.
The three of them walked forward quickly for some distance.
Angelet's eyes slowly returned to normal. He knew that this was purely mental power fluctuations transmitted through the line of sight, causing nerve damage. The innate force field had no way to defend against it.
That woman's body was like an ice cube with no temperature at all from the inside out, including her mental strength.
"Who is Master Fran?" He finally came to his senses and asked.
"Fulan and Ms. Kuilina beside her are two of the seven double-ring wizards in our six-ring tower. They are also second-level wizards." Alice beside Vincent took the initiative to explain.
"Lord Fran is the current patriarch of the Jones family, and Lady Kuilina is the envoy sent from the headquarters far away in the Gemstone Sea. After all, our Sixth Ring Tower here is just a branch."
Angelet nodded slightly, but he vaguely understood why the Sixth Ring Tower had the strength to become the center of the West Coast. Perhaps it also had the support of the headquarters behind it.
This was also the first time he saw a second-level wizard.
He couldn't feel the breath of the two people at all, but once he looked with his eyes, he could see their existence. There was no sense of crisis or threat, as if they were two ordinary people.
Everyone who passed by the two double-ring wizards saluted them in unison. The two ignored the people around them and chatted with each other, but no sound was heard.
Angelet did not dare to look back. The damage to the nerves in his eyes this time was completely inexplicable. There was no prompt from the chip. He did not feel any signs of witchcraft at all. He was completely unable to understand the other party's methods.
Concentrate his mind. Together with Vincent and Alice, they mixed in the sparse crowd and walked into the gate of the white palace-like building.
There are no patterns or carvings on the walls and floors of the palace. They are just white, made of white jade-like stone bricks and slabs. A huge oval-shaped sapphire is inlaid above the gate. Two rows of gray-clothed girls line up to greet each guest who enters the gate.
Bow down and salute.
Inside is a large hall with a circular three-story pool fountain in the middle. On the fountain stands a white jade mermaid statue. The mermaid is half lying with her upper body exposed, holding a water bottle tilted in her hand, and the clear spring water continues to flow from it.
Out of the water bottle.
There are also large rectangular tables in the hall, with a variety of dishes and drinks on them. In the right corner, a band wearing black noble attire is slowly playing soft music.
The strange thing is that there is no lighting facility in the entire hall, but the ceiling naturally emits a white halo, giving people a feeling like daytime.
As soon as Angelet came in, Vincent and the other two took the initiative to leave, chatting with two familiar wizards about their current situation.
He walked around the hall alone several times before he saw Lispel standing in a corner not far from him. She was talking quietly to two witches with a polite smile on her face.
Lispel also saw Angelet, and after whispering a few words to the two wizards around her, she walked over slowly.
"Welcome, Green." Lispel said calmly. "I hope you can have a good time today."
"Thank you for the invitation." Angelet responded with a smile.
Lispel didn't say much, turned around and walked directly towards the door.
But a voice faintly came from the secret mark on Angelet's hand.
"Go to the back garden. Someone will come to pick you up. The prescription is also there. You need to record it quickly and then leave here in half an hour. Remember, it is only half an hour. Otherwise, the record will be automatically deleted." Lispel's voice
passed into Angelet's ears.
"Okay." Angelet responded, also through the secret mark.
Now, he has found all the materials for the potion for hunting giant trees. He only needs to prepare the potion and wait for his mental power to reach the improvement standard. In other words, there is now a shortage of prescriptions that can improve his mental power. As long as his mental power reaches the requirement
, you will have a high chance of promotion.
Angelet calmly walked out of the side door of the hall, and then walked slowly to the back. Soon he came to the garden behind the building.
Some white-robed wizards stood in twos and threes chatting in the garden behind.
Angelet felt that apart from Lispel, this place seemed to be a completely different world from him. Without Lispel's invitation, he would not have had any interaction with the wizards here. He felt quite excluded.
Feeling out of place.
As soon as he walked in, a man with a silver ring on his forehead slowly walked over.
"Lord Green?" he asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Angelet nodded.
The man quickly took out a small black box from his sleeve.
"This is the scroll we copied. Time is running out. Do you know what to do?"
"Of course." Angelet took the black box without opening it, but hid it in his sleeve and held it with his hand.
"The white-necked eagle has made arrangements for you. You can just go directly to the place where you landed previously." The man said in a message.
Angelet nodded, turned and walked towards the path on the side of the palace.
While walking back, he saw leisurely white wizards communicating with each other along the way. Among the fluctuations of mental power in these people, most were liquefied and many were crystallized.
It's just that in Angelet's eyes, most of these white wizards don't have the smell of blood. They have been peaceful for too long. They only do research and communicate or do other things all day long. Fighting and killing are simply extremely distant things to them.
Angele felt like a wolf walking among sheep. The white wizards passing by had no sense of defense at all. They just relied on the automatic protection of their natural force fields. It seemed that they felt very safe. But he didn't know
For dark wizards, this kind of automatic defense is just like paper. It only requires a fast and concentrated burst of damage to quickly kill the defensive force field they trust. These wizards only have strong mental power, but they don’t.
Strong enough to cope with combat effectiveness.
As for Angele himself, since the formation of his metal talent, he has been covering the surface of his body with metal, and only occasionally breathes. This way, although he feels stuffy, he can improve his defense anytime and anywhere.
Just like when he was on that ship, he was attacked by two white-robed wizards. If he didn't have this layer of metal on his body and had been replaced by a white wizard, he would probably have been turned into a puddle of acidic water on the spot.
This is the difference in consciousness. Of course, except for the two second-level double-ring wizards we just met.
As she walked out of the hall, Lispel's amplified voice came from behind her.
"Today you can be invited to attend my birthday party. This is a great honor to me..."
Angelet didn't listen and walked back along the original path.
Everyone in the area seemed to have gathered in the hall over there, and almost no one could be seen outside.
Every few steps, on the walls of the houses on both sides, there are two white stone slabs glowing with white light, equivalent to street lamps.
Angelet quickly returned to the small clearing where the giant eagle landed just now.
There was already a girl in gray waiting in the clearing holding a white-necked eagle.
"My lord, everything is ready." She whispered.
Angelet nodded, walked over, jumped up, and sat on the eagle's back.
The white-necked eagle flapped its wings, ran forward two steps, and immediately took off, flying towards the black night sky.
Angelet could feel that the box in his hand seemed to have some inexplicable connection with the sky. But as the giant eagle flew away, this connection was quickly weakened.
He had been a little worried that the prescription secretly copied from the Jones family seemed to go too smoothly this time.
The value of this kind of medicine cannot be given to outsiders so simply and without any reason, even if it is an heir like Lispel.
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In a high-up room in a white building complex.
Two figures in white robes stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the giant eagle in the distance gradually disappearing into the night sky.
"Is that the little lover that Pere keeps outside?"
"It is said that he is a friend, not a lover, but a little vaporized wizard. Pell copied the treasured prescription. Don't you want to get it back?"
"Really? Among the several heirs, only Pell is the most worry-free. Magni has a lot of women, and he even has an affair with a few witches. Christine wastes materials so much that every year, experimental accidents cause
The loss will account for less than half of the family's expenses. For Pell, a small prescription is not a big deal."
"Then it doesn't matter. By the way, let's take some action within the clan and bring Pral back. Recently, Astin and the others have gone too far. It can just suppress them."
"It doesn't matter. The job change that happens once every twenty years is about to begin again. The resource point guards have recently been mobilized to assist the hunting troops. We must seize the opportunity."
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