"An instrument that can be filled with arcane energy...can this little ring really do that?" On the carriage back, Morses was looking at a silver-white ring in his hand.
This is the "promotion material" Scola sold him for one hundred and fifty gold coins.
"Try it, absorb arcane energy like this..." Morses thought as he used his mental power to control a tiny arcane ball to blend into the ring.
In just a moment, the ring emitted a faint light, and the light became brighter and brighter.
"Sure enough, it has the function of gathering arcane energy, but since it is an 'object', it should be used for more than this, right?" Morses immediately withdrew his mental power, letting the light on the ring gradually fade, and said to himself at the same time
Said to himself.
Transcendent artifacts usually have some corresponding abilities and some side effects.
However, according to Scola, the ring of Morses is only a second-level transcendental artifact and does not have too strong side effects.
Morses had no intention of testing its ability on the carriage. After all, this was the San Calpe District. If the movement of this thing was too great, he could go to taste the food of the shrine tomorrow morning.
"It's getting late. I have to go back first. I have another job to do in the evening." Morse put away the ring, sighed softly, and glanced sideways out of the window.
On the street, a man wearing a long black trench coat and a top hat was surrounded by three gangsters who did not look like law-abiding citizens. Those guys were arguing with each other about something.
"The city of Salius has been gradually becoming chaotic recently. It is estimated that the panic in the aristocratic circle has also spread to the citizen circle. This is not a good sign." Morses sighed lightly and turned his head.
…
"Sir, it seems that you are a traveler from outside, right?" A gangster dressed in ordinary clothes stared at the man in black trench coat in front of him and asked with a strange smile.
"What's wrong? I have something to do. Can you get out of the way?" The man raised his eyes and looked at the other person, sighed softly, and replied.
"You read today's newspaper, right?" Another gangster whispered in a threatening tone, "Do you know how those two nobles died?"
"Could it be that you did it?" the man chuckled.
"Of course, if you don't want to... ah ah ah..." Before the gangster could finish speaking, a strong hand grabbed his neck, and he groaned in pain.
"Baron Guilbeau and Viscount Renault were hanged in their mansions; the Marquis of Calboa had his throat cut and died in his carriage; Senator Caze was poisoned and died during a tryst with his mistress;
And Congressman Lemen drowned under the Hobart Bridge..." The man looked at the gangster's eyes that gradually became lifeless and narrated calmly.
However, his other two accomplices were unable to move for some reason and could only watch him being strangled to death. On the edge of this relatively remote street, a group of people gathered around them.
"You are...how could you..." The other two people looked around in disbelief and wanted to say something, but couldn't.
"My name is Lennon Sivens, take me to see your leader...or rather, the leader of the entire Salius City." Lennon casually put down the gangster's body and said to the other two people.
"But...but..." One of them glanced at the crowd that was gradually gathering around him, showing a troubled expression.
God, the three of them wanted to use the news of the nobles' murder to deceive some foreign travelers. Who would have thought that this would happen?
Now that we are surrounded by people, we probably won’t be able to leave even if we want to. Damn it, how dare this guy kill someone on the street?
Just as the two gangsters were thinking about this, Lennon Sivens suddenly held down their shoulders, which frightened them into a cold sweat. They thought the evil star wanted to kill them directly.
"There are too many people here, let's go and chat elsewhere." As soon as Lennon finished speaking, a burst of black air surged around them, and within a moment, the three of them were completely enveloped.
"Where are the people?" The black air flow quickly dissipated, and the crowd also let out a scream.
The three living people just disappeared in front of them.
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The border area between Caiochi and San Calpe districts, Via Renci.
In the eyes of outsiders, this is just an ordinary street with few shops, but in the eyes of locals, it has another name.
They call this the City of Sin just because the villains who run rampant throughout Salius City often gather here.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Lennon Sivens got out of a carriage with a gangster. The coachman hurriedly collected the money and left immediately. Apparently he also knew that he should not stay on this street for a long time.
"You'd better not be kidding me, otherwise you'll be like that tough-talking guy just now." Lennon glanced at the frightened gangster behind him and said coldly.
"No, we usually hold our gatherings at the only bar on this street. Look, it's right there." Just as he said that, the gangster raised his hand and pointed to a door not far away.
doorway.
Lennon looked in the direction he pointed, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "In such a conspicuous place?"
The implication of his words is that he naturally thinks that these villains are not afraid of being hunted down by the shrine or the police?
"It is said that Mr. Gazo Baie has some relationship with the law enforcers and nobles. Usually, as long as it is not too excessive, those guys will turn a blind eye." The gangster said in a low voice.
"In other words, this is also one of Scola's forces... This guy is really pervasive." Lennon showed a contemptuous expression and laughed secretly.
He said no more, walked towards the door, and at the same time threw out a gold coin, which landed right at the gangster's feet.
"Go away." Lennon ignored the gangster's flattery and pushed open the door and walked into the bar.
"Master Calpe's order is not too difficult to implement... I never thought that I, Lennon Sivens, would one day become the church's agent. It's really ironic." Lennon thought to himself while searching around.
And finally his eyes stopped on a man in gorgeous clothes, and then he said to himself, "Ha, but it doesn't matter, this feeling is not bad."
Gazo Baie, in the underground world of Salius City, he is the only king, the ruler of all villains, and the strongest... gangster.
As a third-class fighter, as long as he doesn't provoke the shrine, basically no one can threaten his status.
"Oh, I don't know which hot-headed guy killed... Well, what's the name of that congressman? It's really unlucky. Now I can only go to the damn warden." Baier sat in front of the bar,
He was holding a glass of strong wine in his hand and muttering to himself.
At this moment, Lennon appeared behind him.
"I think my head is not too hot." He patted Beyer's shoulder and said calmly.
Baier immediately felt a chill coming down his back, and he was so frightened that he immediately turned around and looked at the uninvited guest.
"Who are you and when did you come?" Bayer said in a deep voice.
"Those congressmen and nobles who made an agreement with you are all dead, right?" Lennon casually took a glass of wine from the bar and said while drinking.
"How could you..."
"Let's talk after you listen...I'm not here to threaten you, but to negotiate terms with you." Lennon drank the glass of wine in one gulp, showed a sneer, and continued, "If you still want to continue
If you want to be your 'king' instead of becoming a corpse like those nobles, then be obedient to me."
Baier broke into cold sweat after hearing this. Is this man in front of him the one who killed those nobles and congressmen?
"No, with your strength, it's impossible to do that kind of thing!" Bayer calmed down and whispered.
The highest level of the opponent is the fourth class, and if you want to hide from the double inspection of the shrine and the church, it is impossible to reach the sixth or even seventh class.
"Ha, do you have to make your situation more desperate?" Lennon glanced at the other party and shrugged, "Then I will tell you my origin. This may make you do things more efficiently...
"After that, your forces in the entire city of Salius must listen to me!"
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No. 21 Green Street, in Morsis's room.
Morse, who had just finished his evening work, sat on the bed, took out the ring, and examined it carefully.
"In addition to the basic use of gathering arcane energy, a part of the gathered arcane energy can also be stored to reduce the casting time..." Morsis frowned and reduced the casting time. Spellcasters usually guide the arcane energy
Make a fuss about the path without thinking about reducing the time for absorbing arcane energy.
Because this time is not long, the effect is not obvious.
"Well, as a second-level transcendental artifact, it cannot have only such a useless ability... So, is it because my mental strength is not enough to use it?" Sometimes the class of the artifact will also
It was decided that the user's level should not be too low, but Morsis was confident that his mental power level would not be lower than the second level, so logically he should be able to use it.
"So, even among the second-class artifacts, is this ring considered to be relatively outstanding?" Morsis frowned slightly, quite surprised by this.
"Ha, Scola is quite generous. He sold me one hundred and fifty gold coins." He put away the ring and lay down.
According to the information he heard in various underground transcendental gatherings, the value of second-level artifacts generally ranges from two hundred to four hundred gold coins. He can buy this ring for one hundred and fifty gold coins, which can be said to be very valuable.
made money.
"Then, let's prepare some materials that can help calm the mind to make an auxiliary magic circle... Well, I probably need a helper, but no other scholars showed up at the gathering in Salius City." Morsis frowned.
He raised his eyebrows and after thinking hard for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, but then his expression became a little strange.
