"Hi, Miss Weier. You're still so beautiful." Rouen Faxben walked into the magic shop with a proud expression.
Seeing Rouen Faxben walk in, Weier and Mephisto's expressions darkened.
That day, Rouen Faxben and Chen Zhao had fought in the shop and damaged a lot of goods and merchandise.
"Rouen, you still dare to come here? Do you want to die?" Mephisto wasn't polite at all. She was already about to attack.
Perhaps she didn't dare to kill here, but she dared to beat Rouen Faxben up until he couldn't take care of himself.
"Please praise my guild leader for allowing me to appear here. This is a cheque for you as compensation. Also, pray in your heart and thank my guild leader for his kindness to you."
Rouen Faxben's exaggerated posture and frivolous tone made him sound like a fanatic.
It really made people wonder if he was sick in the head.
"Is he the Asian who beat you into a pig's head?" Weier curled her lips.
Rouen Faxben had never been a believer. Alchemists were never religious.
Plus, Rouen was his enemy.
Weier didn't believe that Rouen Faxben would become Chen Zhao's believer in just a few days.
Of course, Rouen Faxben didn't really become Chen Zhao's believer.
He was just shocked by Chen Zhao's generosity.
Three dragons. Three real dragons!
To an alchemist like Rouen Faxben, there were three huge mountains of treasures.
Rouen Faxben could do anything he could think of to raise money for experiments and research.
Rouen Faxi could've done anything he could think of to raise money for experiments and alchemy.
Using dragon scales to make equipment, dragon horns to make weapons, and dragon eyes to make magic tools.
Using dragon scales to create equipment, dragon horns to create weapons, and dragon eyes to create magic tools.
Using dragon scales to make equipment, dragon horns to make weapons, and dragon eyes to make magic tools.
Not just for Rouen Faxben, but for any alchemist in the world, it was too extravagant.
After seeing the check, Mephisto's expression finally improved.
"Why are you here?"
"To give you a check, of course. Isn't that enough?" Rouen Faxben said.
Actually, he really wanted to keep the check for himself.
But if he did that, Chen Zhao would stuff him into the dragon's * * *.
Moreover, he wasn't joking. He would really do it.
From the first day he joined the Supernatural Organization, he received the first rule and a warning at the same time.
Don't disobey their president, Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao had a bad temper.
"If there's nothing else, get out of my shop."
Mephistos didn't like Rouen Faxben, even though the latter had just compensated him with a huge sum of money.
Let's not talk about how bad Rouen Faxi's reputation was.
Just thinking about the trouble he had brought to the magic shop last time made Mephistos furious at Rouen Faxiben.
"Of course there is. I want to buy some magic materials."
Because Wester wanted him to make a large batch of alchemy products with dragon materials as the main raw materials, he still needed some other magic materials.
"So many materials? You didn't steal all the money from the Supernatural Organization, did you? "
Mephisto had to be suspicious.
Rouen Faxben's reputation was too bad.
Besides, Rouen Faxi did not have that much money.
"God, what kind of person do you think I am? How could I steal money? "
Rouen Faxi was actually tempted when he received the check.
But thinking of Chen Zhao, the Supernatural Organization, and that meat grinder, Rouen Faxi sobered up again.
Money was a good thing, but the key was to spend it. That was money.
He hadn't even used a high-level material like a dragon's body to make a magic tool. How could he die for money?
His dream was to create a Divine Artifact.
Now, hope was in front of him.
He could also have the luxury of failing again and again.
Why would he take the risk of using this money when there was such a good thing?
Even if he got the money, he would be worried all day.
Plus, he had signed the contract. The Supernatural Organization would find him sooner or later.
He might as well stay in the organization.
Although his freedom was limited, at least his research and alchemy needs would be satisfied.
"Oh, be careful. Many spiritualists came to LA. Many of them have conflicts with you."
"Mephisto, you still love me. You care about me." Rouen Faxi looked at Mephisto with tears in his eyes.
"Mephistos, you still love me. You care about me." In that instant, Rouen Faxben looked at Mephistos with tears in his eyes.
Mephisto's face darkened. "Piss off."
"Okay, I'll stop joking. Why did they come to LA? Did they spread the news that I'm here? "
"Something big happened in the spiritual world."
"What?" Rouen Faxi asked curiously.
"The 23rd generation Blood Mary of the Scarlet Church is about to reach the end of her life," Mephisto said.
"The old witch who's lived for 140 years?" Rouen asked in surprise.
Don't blame him for being mean. The 23rd generation Blood Mary was really too famous.
It could be said that there was no one in the Spirit World who did not know about it.
Rouen Faxi was quite famous, but compared to the 23rd generation Blood Mary, he was really insignificant.
However, these words were not so pleasant to Mephisto's ears.
She wasn't young anymore, and the word "witch" sounded like it was directed at her.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear you to pieces, or scram before I do," Mephisto said in an unfriendly tone.
Just like in wuxia novels, spiritualists were the same.
Old people, women, and children couldn't be messed with.
Especially since Mephisto had two of them.
"Let's get back to the main topic. The Scarlet Church's old … Blood Mary is dying. It's a big deal, but what does it have to do with the people who came to LA?"
"The Scarlet Church has a legacy that can pass magic to the next generation. It can also be passed to anyone. This legacy doesn't have the side effects of forcefully swallowing it. It can perfectly fuse with one's own magic. The 23rd generation Blood Mary divided her magic into 98 parts …"
Rouen Faxi's eyes lit up. "So, LA is the location of the legacy mission?"
"On the route of the Turin ghost ship, Arma Island, 600 kilometers away from Los Angeles, was one of the stops of the Turin ghost ship. Hundreds of years ago, Arma Island was a trading island. However, because of the Turin, all the people on that island died or escaped from Arma Island. That place became the main battlefield to destroy the Turin ghost ship."
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