"Angel lives here?" Siman looked at the old building with mottled walls, "I'm not picky."
"Da Siman..." Seeing Siman's cold and stern eyes, Helen swallowed the "person" back into her throat: "Wait a moment, I'll go upstairs and talk to Angel first."
"Go ahead, I'll wait for you here." Siman didn't feel it was offensive to ask her to wait. After all, the other party was a well-known alchemist. Let alone her, even if Mrs. Pei was here, she would probably be polite.
To wait.
Helen ran upstairs, and not long after, she returned to the street garden downstairs with a frown.
"Why, judging from your expression, he doesn't want to see me?" Siman raised her eyebrows.
Helen shook her head: "No, I just went upstairs and found that Mr. Pat had left. There was no one in the room. I only found this note in the living room."
Siman took the note and there was a row of elegant and neat fonts on it.
"It's a pity that I haven't found a suitable talent in Yuese City. So, I plan to go to other cities to have a look. I won't say goodbye to you. We will meet again when we are destined. I wish you good health. Stay here."
It was a very simple paragraph, and it was not signed to anyone, but it was obviously reserved for Alwen and Helen.
"I didn't expect to leave directly?" Siman shook her head regretfully after reading: "It seems that every organization has similar leadership tasks, so it takes a lot of effort and effort!"
"It's a pity that I didn't meet him this time. He is a future alchemist master! Alas...I missed the opportunity. It may not be that simple to get to know him again next time." Siman sighed secretly in her heart.
Helen held the note with a smile on her lips.
I'm really envious of being so carefree and free. However, I should be like this in the future, right?
…
Although Angel left a note saying that he was leaving for other cities, he did not leave now. Instead, he came to the Baibei Shipping Branch near the seaport.
When Bismarck saw him, he touched his bald head with a very complicated expression.
He had already learned from his mentor about Angel's identity, the future master of alchemy and the owner of the R&D institute's access card. Moreover, the mentor also revealed that at the auction of the ancient river beach not long ago, an entertainment piece of music by Angel
box and sold 200,000 magic crystals.
If he had 200,000 magic crystals, he could be considered a formal wizard. And this is just the price of an alchemy work that the other party randomly refined.
Bismarck looked at Angel as if he were looking at a magic crystal mine, and he wanted to go up to him immediately to please him.
But when he thought about that day when he took the initiative to attack Angel, he hesitated.
A few days ago, his instructor ordered him to apologize, and he had to apologize. But now, if he bows his head to please the other person, wouldn't he lose his self-esteem?
"Ouch, Master Pat, why are you here?" Bismarck stepped forward, diligently pulled out a seat, and at the same time placed the tea set gifted by the royal family of Pothos very clumsily.
Dignity? Self-respect? What is that?
Angel looked at Bismarck speechlessly. He remembered that Bismarck seemed to be a quite cold person a few days ago, right?
"By the way, I have a small bag of mana algae powder that I bought from the Sky Auction. When you drink tea, pour this into it. Take a sip. It's more ecstatic and comfortable than going to the Paradise Hall." Bismarck took out a small bag of it.
The blue powder was placed on the table, and he praised it very much, but his expression was full of pain.
Mana algae powder, Angor has heard of it, is a special seaweed algae powder extracted from the Mana Trench. It has a similar effect to serotonin and can stimulate the brain and release a large amount of pleasant pheromones. Although it is harmful to the body
It's not very harmful, but it can become addictive if used too much.
Angel pushed back the bag containing the mana algae powder: "No, I came to you this time because I want to ask you about something."
"No problem, I will tell you everything I know." Bismarck agreed very quickly, almost nodding and bowing.
Angel did not make any more pleasantries and went directly to the topic: "Do you know a person called the Basket Witch?"
"Basket Witch?" Bismarck fell into deep thought and finally shook his head: "I haven't heard of it. Why, this person has a grudge against the master? How about I help you solve it?"
Angel waved his hand: "No grudge, just asking. Since you don't know, I'll say goodbye first."
Seeing Angel turning around and leaving, Bismarck felt that his plan to please today had not yet settled down. He rolled his eyes and said, "Master Pat, don't leave yet. I don't know, I still have my mentor. Why don't I help?"
Could you please contact your instructor?"
Angleton thought for a while: "Will it disturb Lord Sabo?"
"No, no, my mentor is too busy! I guess he must be using his strength in the Infinite Battle Tower now!" Bismarck betrayed his mentor without hesitation. Anyway, they are thousands of miles apart. No matter how angry Sabo is, his anger will not be the same.
The fire cannot come to him.
Angel had no doubt that he was there: "In that case, I'm sorry to trouble you. Let me give you the magic crystal needed for contact."
Bismarck wanted to say "No, he will come out", but in this remote mortal continent, it was too difficult for him to get the magic crystal... Therefore, it would be a good idea to save a little.
"That's embarrassing." Bismarck shamelessly took Angel to the top floor.
At this time, on the 355th floor of the Infinity Battle Tower in Sky Mechanical City, Sabo was panting and facing his opponent... a big man wearing exactly the same clothes as him.
That's him too, or rather, it's his projection.
The Infinite Battle Tower he attacked was different from the Infinite Battle Tower used by outsiders for apprentices to fight against. The Infinite Battle Tower he attacked was the real Infinite Battle Tower, open only to official wizards of Sky Mechanical City.
This infinite battle tower is transformed into the "Endless Corridor", one of the two strategic mysterious props in Sky Mechanical City. It is said to have tens of thousands of floors. However, it has only been conquered to about 2,000 floors so far.
Even thousands of years ago, when legends still existed in the Southern Territory, the Endless Corridor was conquered to about 10,000 floors at most.
Rumor has it that the realm of the Endless Corridor can lead directly from the apprentice level to miracles.
However, it is just a rumor. There are currently no legends in the Southern Region, so how can we say it is a miracle?
Back in front of us, Saboka has been on this level for a long time and cannot rely on external force. If he wants to fight against a projection that perfectly grasps the power of his bloodline, his chances of winning are not high.
However, Sabo was in excellent condition today. He saved several dangers. Moreover, his two counterattacks were completely out of whack with wild ideas and angles. Even though he was out of breath, the projection on the opposite side was not necessarily very good.
"As long as I hit him one more time, I'm sure I can get to the next level!" Sabo was concentrating heavily while cheering himself up.
The two of them were going back and forth, sweat and blood dripping all over the floor, full of tough masculine atmosphere.
"What a good opportunity!" Sabo just let his mind wander again and let his body make a move on its own, which happened to capture a weak point of the projection.
Now that the projection is facing away from him, as long as the model of the bloodline technique is constructed, he will definitely be defeated with this palm strike!
But just as he was coming to the end of building the model, the blue earrings on his ears suddenly lit up, and before Saab could react, a sound of being beaten sounded from his ears.
"Tutor, where are you? What are you doing? Are you free?"
Three consecutive magic sounds!
What appeared at the same time as this sound was a fist full of energy fluctuations that the projection turned around.
No, I can't catch it! Sabo shouted without hesitation: "I give up!"
Sabo understood that if he did not admit defeat, he would have been beaten to the ground. Even if he did not die, he would still be seriously injured!
As he spoke, the projected fist paused, and finally turned into a star point, slowly disappearing in front of him.
"It almost succeeded..." Sabo's face turned dark, and he shouted a name from between his teeth: "Bi, S, Mac!"
Angel looked at Bismarck's constant calls in confusion, but there was no image on the light screen.
Bismarck frowned: "Could it be that the mentor is taking a bath or doing something indescribable?"
Angel: "..." Have you ever arranged your mentor in this way?
Coincidentally, when Bismarck said these words, the light screen behind him lit up. Looking at Saab, whose face turned black to charcoal gray, Angel silently stepped back, went out and closed the door in one go.
After a while, a high-frequency scolding sound erupted from inside.
Even standing outside the door, Angel could feel the anger coming from inside the house...well, the anger coming from the distant Sky Mechanical City.
After a long while, Bismarck opened the door, his eyes dull, and said in a mechanical voice: "Come in, the instructor is looking for you."
Angel looked at Sabo in the light screen. Judging from his expression, he was much calmer than before.