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Chapter 1225

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On his way back to the city, he kept looking down at the item in his hand.

It was a strap-type magic pouch.

The dark purple strap had mysterious patterns on it, which looked quite delicate. It was a space storage, but one that was usually used by witches.

Angor could craft space storage himself, so he didn't really care about it. Besides, it was a feminine one. However, he was very interested in the items stored in this spatial tool.

A moment later, Angor returned to the stone room above the prayer church.

Inside the room, he took out something from his waist pouch. Or rather, it was the only thing inside the pouch.

There were several bottles of potions wrapped in leather parchment.

Angor undid the parchment to reveal the contents. There were three life-type potions, namely "Deep Blue Water", "Regeneration Potion", and "Blank Song", all of which were intermediate potions. There was also a very valuable advanced potion called "Buda Peach Potion".

Deep Blue Water was an advanced version of Light Blue Water. The Light Blue Water could increase one's lifespan by 5-15 years, while the Dark Blue Water could increase one's lifespan by 30-50 years. Just like the Light Blue Water, there was an upper limit of five uses, but the restriction of not being able to use other lifespan increasing potions was removed.

Regeneration Potion, as its name suggested, could regenerate broken limbs.

Blank Song was a potion created by the Reformists. It had a similar effect to "Irregular Song", which could heal mental wounds. However, Blank Song was at least a hundred times more effective than "Irregular Song".

These were all useful intermediate potions. The only advanced potion, "Buda Peach Potion", was useless to Angor.

"Buda Peach Potion" was an improved version of "Peach Potion", which could purify a person's bloodline by 100%.

It was useful for Bloodline Wizards who often used bloodlines, but not for Angor. However, it was still an advanced potion, and its value was incomparable to other potions. Since it was useless to Angor, he could sell it.

Angor was quite satisfied with these potions, but he didn't really care about them.

He put the potions into his bracelet and carefully picked up the parchment containing the potions.

It was a piece of beast skin parchment.

It was as if the surface of the parchment had its own frosted surface. With a light rub, it had the effect of atomizing.

This was a type of parchment that could carry magic arrays. However, it didn't mean that the Chaos Drum Beast's parchment could be used to create magic array scrolls. Instead, he said that the parchment could be used to practice drawing magic arrays without exploding.

This was because his anti-magic effect was very strong.

Therefore, there were no energy fluctuations on the parchment itself.

When he took the pouch, he used his spirit feelers to check the space and saw the words written on it.

Xing Shuang.

When Star Frost was mentioned, many things would come to mind, such as Star Frost Potions, Star Frost Magic Materials, and so on. However, Wardell did mention that the magic waist pouch belonged to Pusio, the Vagrant of the City of Sin who disappeared a hundred years ago.

Pusio was a truth-finder wizard of the Moonfrost Union, and "Star Frost" was related to the Moonfrost Union, so the first thing that came to mind was definitely the "Star Frost Meditation Technique".

This was a famous special channeling method, with a minimum value of about 9!

Among all the special channeling methods in Brute Cavern, the one with the highest compatibility score, "Montaus Octahedral Channeling", only had a minimum compatibility score of 13.

Therefore, "Star Frost Meditation Technique" was considered to be above average among all the special channeling methods. It could only be learned by core members of any large wizard organization.

When he saw the word "Star Frost" on the parchment, he immediately thought of "Star Frost Meditation Technique". He didn't lack any channeling methods himself, but he could give it to his brother.

Therefore, he did not refuse and directly accepted the magic waist pouch.

However, he still needed to confirm whether it was "Star Frost Meditation Technique" or not.

He spread the parchment on the stone bed and felt disappointed. There was nothing else on the parchment except "Star Frost".

"Looks like I overthought it." Angor sighed.

It made sense. "Star Frost Meditation Technique" was one of the core channeling methods of Moonfrost Moon. How could it be so easily obtained? Besides, Pusio sold the channeling method to a non-human. That was not possible.

Angor was disappointed, but he did not lose anything when he thought about the potions.

He picked up the parchment and prepared to put it into his bracelet. However, when he touched the parchment with his fingers, he felt something strange.

Angor thought of something. He flattened the parchment again and touched it with his fingers.

Originally, he thought that the bumps on the parchment might be hidden words.

However, upon closer inspection, he realized that the parchment was covered with a large number of strange runes. These runes were not words. They were very complicated, and Angor had never seen them before. They looked like … some kind of wizard code.

However, it was impossible for him to decipher it on his own.

"I should ask the professor if I have the chance in the future." Angor muttered to himself. He did not know if this was a code or not, but the strange runes on the parchment were still strange. Maybe he could find a chapter of "Star Frost Meditation Technique".

Angor put the parchment away with renewed hope.

He planned to test his right eye again. However, he had used up all his nightmare energy yesterday, so he needed more time to gather more. In addition, when he had just returned, Gregory had told him that a terrifying pressure had erupted from his room yesterday. It had affected almost half of the acropolis, and many undead had almost dissipated.

Angor finally realized what he did yesterday.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, he decided to postpone the test for now. Although he could use mana to activate his right eye to test the special effects of the "mask", no one could guarantee what would happen when the time came. After all, the right eye was obtained from that terrifying existence.

Although he could not test his right eye, he still gained a basic understanding of it from the feedback he got yesterday.

Activating his right eye with nightmare illusions seemed to release an oppressive aura. It could even affect a little demon like Gregory, who was comparable to an official Magus. This was a pretty good skill.

Angor stood up. He was about to add some oil to the wall lamp.

However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, a small dent appeared on the floor.

Angor looked at the footprints on the ground and looked around the room. There was more than one footprint. And it extended all the way to the door.

After a while, Angor muttered to himself in the dark room, "Looks like I have something to do."

It was urgent for him to practice his control over his physical strength!



He had been training for less than three hours when he suddenly heard Gregory yelling from outside.

Covered in sweat, Angor used a Cleanse spell and put on his wizard robe.

He was surprised when he came out.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was very strange and silent.

Gregory and Bobota were standing at the edge of the hall, while Wardell, in his gray robe, was standing in the center of the hall without saying a word.

The silence was broken when Angor came out.

"Mister Savior." Wardell bowed to Angor.

Angor asked Wardell to change the way he addressed Angor several times, but Wardell did not listen. Angor did not try to persuade him. "What is it, Lord Wardell?"

"I feel that Jarm seems to be waking up."

After receiving this news, Gregory and Bobota's eyes instantly lit up with joy. They looked at each other … Gregory's smile instantly disappeared. He snorted and turned his head away, ignoring Bobota.

Angor spoke calmly, "Please lead the way, Lord Wardell."

"Please follow me."

They did not stay here for more than a day, so they did not need to pack anything. They followed Wardell to the bottom of the prayer church.

Wardell walked in front, Angor in the middle, while Gregory and Bobota followed behind them.

While walking down the spiral staircase, Angor's expression remained calm, but his eyes were filled with doubt.

Of all times, Golm woke up right after he agreed to Wardell's conditions. Angor did not believe that this was a coincidence.

If he did not agree to Wardell's request, Golm would probably sleep until he died.

That was very likely.

Angor did not say it out loud. They were still in Wardell's territory.

Soon, they arrived at the main hall of the prayer church. It was a magnificent building with a statue in front of it.

The statue depicted a burly man sitting on a throne, holding a broken blade in his hand and pondering something with his head lowered.

Even though it was just a statue, it gave them a very wonderful experience.

Looking at the statue, they saw a man standing in the wilderness with a blade in his hand, fighting against countless demons all by himself.

It took a long time for the image to fade away.

Wardell looked at the statue with longing and nostalgia in his eyes. "He's the strongest among us natives, the former Emperor of Ancient Frost, Kansamovich."

No one was surprised when they heard Wardell's name. Only a legendary hero like him could fight against so many demons all by himself.

"The reason why the Prayer Church is named Prayer Church is because Kansamovich is the spiritual pillar of the natives. Countless people would come here to pray to him … I wonder if the natives outside still remember him?"

"I spent some time in Immortal Street and interacted with the natives there. During that time, I didn't hear any of them mention his name."

When Wardell heard this, he sighed softly and said, "Time really can make people forget everything."

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