When talking about this, Sisia suddenly thought of something and took out the crystal ball again: "Did his ability come from the Black Earl?"

Angel nodded: "This ability is called the smell of death, and it is inherited from the Black Earl. Because it is related to the sense of smell, the nose that follows Vai is the Black Earl."

Sisia: "That's it..."

Xicia held her chin, thought for a moment, and said to Angel: "This crystal ball is of little use to the alien life you want to save. But if the Black Earl also has the ability to smell death, and he also has the ability to cast this

A medium of ability, such as a similar crystal ball. Then maybe his 'crystal ball' can be useful to the alien being in your mouth."

"However, this is just my guess. Your enlightenment mentor was already in a frozen state before his death. Even with the Black Earl's 'crystal ball', he may not be able to really come back to life."

Sisia's words were like giving Angel a shot of chicken blood. Angel, who had no hope at all, now became enthusiastic again: "Even if it can't be completely cured, there should be nothing."

Bad thing, right?"

Xisiya nodded: "If it affects people who are in good health, even if it is a fake death aura, it will have an impact. But for people who are already sluggish, there is no need to worry about any harm even if there is no benefit."

After confirming that there was no harm done, Angel solemnly saluted Xicia: "Thank you for informing me."

Sisia: "Originally I thought you didn't understand what etiquette is, but it seems that you still understand."

Sisia's tone was teasing, but Angel didn't reply at this time. Although he felt that what he said was sincere, Sisia always seemed to think that he was making excuses, so just keep silent.

"There's nothing more to say about this crystal ball. Let's talk about the next thing." Sisia tossed the crystal ball lightly into the dark mist. At the same time, a piece of crumpled leather paper floated down from the air.

fell into Sisia's hands.

Sisia: "This paper...what should I say?"

"A small accident made an ordinary person's extraordinary journey. But because of this small accident, he wasted decades."

"If I were to evaluate it, it would be one word: stupid."

Angel said silently in his heart: It seems that you have already commented on Kael's words.

"This piece of paper carries Kael's obsession. Apart from his obsession, this piece of paper should have no value, right?"

Sisia: "That's right. However, I have sensed some things about the original owner, which is quite interesting. Do you want to hear it?"

"The original owner of the vellum? Who is it?" Angel asked subconsciously, but he regretted it as soon as he asked.

Before he could reply, Sisia rolled her eyes at Angel: "How do I know who it is? I can only perceive the meaning on the paper, and a little bit of memories and emotions, but I can't see it directly.

past circumstances.”

"What's more, this piece of paper is only a few hundred years old. Do you think I can recognize people ten thousand years from now?"

Angel: It’s because my IQ has dropped off... No, it’s because my mouth is faster than my thinking.

"Ahem, let's talk about the original owner, shall we?" Angel changed the topic a little stiffly.

"I think that 'silly' one should also be given to you." Xixia snorted and then started to talk about the topic: "Before talking about the original owner, I want to ask first, is the formula on the paper the space system?

The energy formula?”

Angel nodded: "It's a variation of Bazel's biphasic formula."

"Bazel's biphasic formula?" The ten-thousand-year-old antique looked confused.

Angel simply used illusions to simulate the original form of a row of Bazel's biphasic formulas: "This is the original form, a formula created by the twisted wizard Bazel thousands of years ago..."

Angel was spitting what he said, but Sicia was confused when she heard it. She used to be a wizard of the prophecy system and knew very little about the knowledge of the space system, not to mention that space knowledge has been developed for so many years, and all the formulas have been

It's strange that Xicia can understand when something is being overthrown or introducing something new.

After a while, Angel stopped, and Sicia asked weakly: "Do you also do research on the space system?"

Angel: "A little research."

"...Okay." Xicia suppressed the depression in her heart and praised: "I didn't expect that you know a lot at such a young age..."

Angel: "It's all the work of the forerunners, I'm just picking up others' wisdom."

Xicia was afraid that Angel would say "I'm not even twenty yet, I need to work harder..." and quickly changed the topic to the right track.

"The reason why I asked you if the formula on the paper is the energy formula of the space system is because the original owner of this paper was not from the space system." Sisia: "The original owner was a gastronomy wizard."

"Gourmet wizard?" Angel only heard Kael say that what he found was the remains of a white wizard, but he didn't expect that this white wizard was actually a gastronomic wizard?

Having said that, are there any dark wizards among gourmet wizards? If in the wizarding world of the Northern Territory, where there is a tradition of "sacrifice to demons", then there may be dark wizards from the gourmet department, but in the Southern Territory, almost all gourmet wizards are white wizards.

.

"What is a gourmet wizard doing to study Bazel's biphasic formula? Curiosity?" Angel asked in confusion.

"If it was curiosity, then this story wouldn't be interesting." Sisia: "The gourmet wizard ate some kind of hallucinogenic food, and then suddenly got inspiration, swelled up, and felt that he was helpless.

I knew everything I could do, so I picked up a book at hand and started to deduce the formulas in it."

Angel: "Then what?"

Sisia: "The hallucination disappeared the next day. He saw the modified form of his derivation. Thinking of all the things last night, he just felt embarrassed, so he stuffed it into a book casually, out of sight and out of mind."

"Later, the gastronomy wizard left and forgot about the book, and even more about the piece of paper. Later, the story of your teammate Kael came."

After listening to the whole story, Angel didn't show it on the surface, but he was full of surprise in his heart.

Unexpectedly, there is such an unexpected bloody story behind Kael's leather paper.

If Kael knew that the transformation technique he had studied for decades was just the random scribblings of a gastronomic "addict" who grew up high, he would probably be so depressed that he vomited blood on the spot...

However, although Kael has done useless work for decades, at least he has embarked on the path of a wizard, and with the help of this transformation, he has learned all kinds of knowledge about the space system.

From this point of view, the gastronomy wizard also contributed.

The fantasy of a drug addict hundreds of years ago created a successor of the space system hundreds of years later.
Chapter completed!