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Chapter 1507

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One of them was a woman with green hair and heavy makeup. She had a voluptuous body, but her waist was surprisingly slim. She was wearing a tight purple dress and a hollowed-out robe with complicated patterns on it.

She was sitting on the handle of a long scythe. Only the blade of the scythe was shining with a cold light, while the handle of the scythe she was sitting on was made of countless glowing flowers.

Together with her outfit, she looked both mysterious and beautiful.

As for the man who was standing opposite her, Angor recognized him.

He was wearing a black felt hat with rivets embedded in it, and his trench coat was also decorated with chains and rivets. His eyes were drooping, revealing dark circles under them. His red mouth was slightly opened, revealing his white fangs.

The most eye-catching feature was the pair of black bat wings on his back, which almost blocked half of the moonlight.

"What's Falca doing here?" Angor wondered.

"You know him?" Greya asked.

Angor nodded and briefly explained Falca's background to her.

"So he's a relative of Taurus." Greya raised an eyebrow. "No wonder. One's a crow, and the other's a bat."

"Why are they fighting?" Angor was curious.

"I don't know. I think Falca provoked the woman first, and they started fighting." "But it's normal. The Rising Star Competition is going on, and the young ones have nowhere to release their energy. Fighting is a good way to relieve their stress."

"They don't want to fight in the main city, so they came to the outskirts?"

Greya shook her finger. "No. They're fighting in the main city too. You didn't see it in your study, but I've been watching them all day. Rune Detectors were flying all over the place, and the enforcers were running around everywhere. It's so lively. "

The enforcers would punish anyone who got caught, but there were always people who couldn't control their temper.

The fight between Falca and the scythe woman was fine. At least they were fighting outside the main city and wouldn't cause trouble for the enforcers.

Angor sensed a stronger energy ripple coming from the distance.

He saw Falca and Lady Scythe fighting again. Falca turned into a bat, while Lady Scythe was swinging a blade that was much larger than her own. They were going at each other under the moonlight.

Light and shadow flickered and flickered.

He took a sip of his wine, put down the glass, and prepared to go back.

"Aren't you going to watch the show?"

"The outcome has long been decided."

Falca and Lady Scythe seemed to be evenly matched, but Lady Scythe was bound to lose if the fight continued. The reason was simple. Falca had more than one Demonic Bat under his control, and the Demonic Bat's energy level had doubled under the moonlight.

The scythe woman was already weaker than Falca. Even if she used a powerful alchemy item, she still wouldn't be able to turn the tables around with the help of the magic bat.

Watching a battle where the outcome could already be predicted was indeed somewhat boring.

He returned to his study and began to organize the necessary materials for Polymorph.

Angor focused on sorting out the items and gradually forgot about the outside world. After a long time, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Angor was about to make a comparison on the last material he found.

He put away the stack of papers and placed them on a nailed-on chair. "Come in."

The door was opened, revealing a floating metal Rune Eye. This Rune Eye was wearing a very clean top hat with a bow attached to its mouth. Angor might find it strange at first, but he soon got used to it. He could even see the Rune Eye's gentlemanly aura just by looking at it.

It was Butler Number One of the manor.

"Butler, what's the matter?"

"Mister Padt, I just received an invitation card. It says you're the one who's invited."

"An invitation card for me?" Angor took the card in confusion. He just arrived at Floating Mech City today, and there shouldn't be many people who knew about his visit. Who sent the card?

Angor opened the card and saw that the sender wanted to meet him. However, when he saw the name at the end, he was a little confused.

"Granny … Fingernail?"

Angor put away the card. He might hesitate if it was someone else, but Granny Fingernail was the one who invited him.

Granny Fingernail broke her habit of attending the ceremony in person, so Angor didn't receive too much trouble during the ceremony.

Otherwise, even if Dong Ming, the Grafting Maniac, was not here, with the alchemists' arrogant temperament, even if they agreed with Muse's opinion on the surface, they would still secretly stop Lucien from witnessing the ceremony like Margulston did.

Angor also planned to visit Fingernail's Alchemy Shop since he still needed to buy materials for Polymorph. He didn't expect Granny Fingernail to send him an invitation card before he could.

Angor wondered why Granny Fingernail didn't use a transmitter to contact him. Why did she use such a formal method instead?

Angor changed into a formal outfit and walked downstairs.

"You're going out?" Greya asked when he was about to leave the manor.

Greya continued, "There are a lot of apprentices around the manor. I think they're all looking for you after hearing that you're in Floating Mech City."

"Apprentices?" Angor looked at Greya in confusion.

"Yes, all of them. Some of them think the rumor about you becoming a wizard is fake, so they're here to challenge you and earn some fame by defeating you. Take Scythe Woman for example. She's the one who fought Falca just now. Falca fought her when he found out about her goal. So you're quite close to Falca, huh? "

Angor tried to recall. Falca seemed to be quite hostile toward him, so they didn't get along well.

"The other group are people from the magazines. I don't think they're here to challenge you. They just want to know if you've become a wizard or not. But if you're challenged outside, whether you accept the challenge or not, those magazines are going to attract a lot of attention. "

"I see." Angor didn't really care about such things, but he would try his best to avoid unnecessary trouble.

After thanking Greya, the air around him began to ripple.

Angor quickly covered himself with an illusion and completely blended into the illusion. If Greya didn't see Angor with her own eyes, she probably wouldn't be able to see through the illusion.

Under the cover of the illusion, Angor left the manor.

As expected, he saw a lot of apprentices loitering around the manor. He ignored them and flew away.

On his way to Munshi Magic Material Street, Angor saw what Greya meant by "a lot of people".

This place was very close to Champagne Road. Most of the contestants and spectators would be loitering around here.

He already saw several fights taking place before he arrived at Munshi's Magic Material Street.

Some of them were stopped as soon as the fight started. Most of them were between beginner and intermediate apprentices. There were also some battles where many Magic Energy Eyes had gathered above their heads to give out warnings, and there were also some Law Enforcement Squads interfering. Most of these battles were between Third Rank Apprentices.

There were also fights involving hundreds of Rune Detectors and law enforcers, but no one dared to stop them.

Most of them involved either the Supreme Church or the seeded contestants of the Rising Star Competition. Since the law enforcers couldn't stop them, they had to wait for the captain of the law enforcers to come.

Angor saw such a battle taking place not far from him.

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