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Chapter 1253

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If a foothold city on Tuntan Continent was a "base", then a phase gate would be a "transportation".

For low-leveled apprentices, a phase gate would be useless. But for any high-level combatants, a phase gate was a way out. It was a way to reach another plane of the Abyss and another wizarding world.

In the past, a wizard would have to travel dozens or even hundreds of years to reach another wizarding world.

But if he could use the Phase Gate to leave, it would save him a lot of time!

Even if Angor told them that they had to pay a certain price to trade with Wardell, wizards would still go crazy for it. Phase gates were usually controlled by elite demon lords. Humans could never get their hands on them.

If they knew that Frosty Ancient Citadel had a phase gate that could be used by making a trade, all wizard organizations in the southern wizarding region would go crazy for it.

Sunders had no plans to leave the southern wizarding region yet, but he still felt excited when he heard about the phase gate. Not leaving now did not mean he would stay in the southern wizarding region forever. The southern wizarding region was too small. The true core of wizardry was the origin world. Using a phase gate, one could go to another wizarding world and set foot on the origin world.

Sunders gave Angor a thoughtful look. He did not know what to say anymore.

For the past two days, Angor had been giving out surprises, or rather, surprises one after another.

Now that he thought about it, Angor mentioned that his mentor was a human from another world … What the hell was that? Which one of the things he did later on wasn't as big as this?

Sunders rubbed his swollen temples. "It's a serious matter. Keep it a secret for now. Don't tell anyone."

Angor said, "Good. Even if humans enter Tuntan Continent, they are not allowed to go to the citadel. Therefore, this matter is only known to us for now. "

Sunders nodded and did not say anything else. What happened today was too much for him. He needed some time to calm down.

Sunders did not chase Angor away this time. Instead, he took Angor with him and left the gravity garden. There were so many urgent matters to attend to. They could not afford to waste any more time in Shepherding City.

"Let's go back to Brute Cavern first. We'll talk about the rest later."

Angor followed behind him.

They walked through the hallway and headed to the front hall. Sunders was still lost in his thoughts.

Sunders only regained his senses when Angor asked.

"Mentor, do you want to meet Lord Zslade before you leave?" They were now at a crossroad that led to the antique shop and the exit, which was why Angor asked.

Sunders considered for a moment and nodded. "Sure. Let's say goodbye first."

Before they reached the main hall of the antique shop, they heard Zslade's voice coming from inside. Unlike when he spoke to them before, Zslade's voice was now filled with temptation. It seemed gentle, but every word he said was filled with sincerity and persuasion. He was like a strange old man who was trying to trick a child into giving him a lollipop.

Angor glanced at Sunders, who whispered, "Looks like the old man is playing the role of a 'demon' again."

"Are we still going in?" Angor looked at the door not far from them. The door was wide open with only a red curtain covering it. However, judging from the edge of the curtain, there should be more than one person inside. They must be Zslade's guests.

"Let's wait," said Sunders. Zslade was his old friend, and he did not want to ruin his plan.

Angor did not want to go in, but he still peeked through the gap between the curtains. In The Flower Seller Who Danced for Sin, Zslade was a demon who gave the main character hope, but also gave him despair at the same time. That story was caused by the main character making a deal with Zslade. Was Zslade making a deal again?

"Since you followed your intuition and came to me, I'm here. I believe you're ready to make a deal. " Zslade's voice was strange. It sounded "seductive". The last time Angor felt this way was when he encountered Panas' succubus, "Bi".

"Yes." It was a young noblewoman who spoke. She wore a luxurious violet tutu dress, which combined with her meticulous manner made her look quite elegant.

"Last time, you gave me your son in exchange for becoming the mistress of the chamber of commerce's president. Do you still want to make a deal with me? "Zslade asked in a plain tone.

"I didn't expect him to realize that I poisoned him before he died. He left a will to the law firm without telling me and left all his assets to his ex-wife. He was dying, but he still tried to fight back! His will was notarized, and I have no choice but to ask for your help, noble Zslade. " The noblewoman bowed gracefully. "As long as I can get the chamber of commerce, and in the future, the chamber of commerce will give you all the antiques we have."

"Not enough." Zslade narrowed his eyes. "The chamber of commerce does not belong to you at the moment, so these are only future promises. I don't think they're worth much. Therefore, you still need to add other things. "

The noblewoman frowned. "Noble Zslade, you know what I can give you. What do you want?"

"Your youth, your lifespan, or … your other son."

Zslade's words made the noblewoman's body sway. She wanted to take control of the chamber of commerce, so how could she give up her lifespan? Everything would be for naught if she died. Absolutely not!

But how should she choose her youth, her beauty, and her eight-year-old son?

She couldn't bear to part with her child, but when she thought about giving up her youth and beauty, she felt a knife in her heart.

The noblewoman gritted her teeth, hesitating.

She didn't see that a humanoid mechanical puppet was floating in the air behind her. The puppet's eyes were blood-red, and it was staring at the noblewoman with a cold gaze.

After a long time, the noblewoman seemed to have made a decision. "Okay, I'll use my youth, no, I'll use … my son as a trade!"

After saying this, the noblewoman seemed to have lost all her strength.

However, she was still muttering to herself, "It's okay. It doesn't matter if the child is gone. I can still have another one. Don't blame mother. I'm innocent. It's this demon. It's him who wants to take you away! "

Zslade naturally heard her muttering, but he didn't react. Instead, he smiled and nodded. "Deal. You can go back now. You'll get what you want in three days."

The noblewoman nodded and walked out in a sorry state.

At this time, a series of mechanical sounds came from behind her. The noblewoman turned around in confusion and found that it was a mechanical puppet floating in the air. Its hands were waving in the air when it made that sound.

For some reason, the noblewoman looked at the mechanical puppet and felt that it was a bit familiar … It was like her first child?

The noblewoman suddenly shook her head and began to hypnotize herself. No, no, I saw wrong.

Zslade glanced at the mechanical puppet in the air and smiled at the young noblewoman. "You're probably the only customer who has traded with me twice and come out unscathed. You need to thank me. You gave birth to two very special children. "

As he spoke, Zslade stroked the mechanical puppet's head. The puppet affectionately rubbed its head against Zslade's palm.

"I …" The noblewoman gulped. She didn't know what to say.

"Leave now. I'm looking forward to your next visit. I wonder what you'll bring me next time? "

The noblewoman shook her head again. "You're a demon. I-I won't come back."

Zslade's eyes curved into crescents. "Fate is a strange thing. Who can say for sure?"

The noblewoman lifted the hem of her dress and turned around. She was so fast that she stumbled and dropped her shoes on the ground. She didn't even pick them up. Instead, she stumbled and ran outside.

She lifted the curtain and passed by Sunders and Angor. She didn't react at all. Instead, she ran away in a sorry state.

Angor and Sunders exchanged a glance and entered the antique shop.

As soon as they entered the shop, Zslade's expression immediately changed. He spoke in a respectful tone, "It's a good thing Mister Phantom didn't barge in. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to keep up the act."

"You're still the same as before. You're so obsessed with equivalent exchange that you even follow the rules of mortals," Sunders commented.

Zslade shrugged. "That's my alchemy rule. I'm planning to use it to find out the truth. I can't just give it up like that. By the way, Mister Phantom, are you here to continue yesterday's topic? "

While Sunders and Zslade were talking, Angor glanced at the floating mechanical puppet.

He didn't notice it yesterday. Today, he noticed that the puppet was very agile. Its eyes didn't look rigid at all. Currently, the puppet was staring at the ground in a daze, where there was a high-heeled shoe left behind by the noblewoman.

Zslade didn't say anything when he learned that Sunders was here to say goodbye. He only chatted with Sunders for a while. It was normal for them to part ways. The only thing he regretted was that he didn't get to share his experience with Angor, a rising alchemist.

With that in mind, Zslade glanced at Angor and noticed that Angor was looking at the puppet.

Zslade's eyes glinted. "So Angor found it?"

"It carries a human soul?" Angor pointed at the puppet. "Is it that woman's child?"

Zslider nodded. "That's right. It's the eldest of her twins. He's a child with a special soul."

"Her other child also has a special soul?" Angor thought about the deal between Zslade and the noblewoman.

"Yes."

Angor didn't comment on it, but he felt a little repulsed by it.

Zslade seemed to have read Angor's mind. "The twins have special souls, but they don't have the talent for cultivation. They will die in the end. But as the core of a mechanical puppet, they can keep their souls intact. And as long as I'm alive, they will never disappear. That's a good ending, isn't it? "

Angor didn't want to argue. It wasn't up to him to decide whether it was a good ending or not.

Zslade patted the puppet's head. "Go. You can keep that high-heeled shoe for yourself. Don't ask me."

The puppet narrowed its eyes at Zslade, nodded happily, and ran off to fetch the shoe.

Children cherished their mother's belongings so much, but their mother abandoned them without any hesitation.

Angor sighed as he watched the tragedy unfold before his eyes.

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