"Sundo? You're the Pale Witch? "
Snow Raven nodded. "It's my honor to be recognized by you, Mister Super Dimensional."
"Sundo is my senior. Just call me by my name."
Of course, Angor had heard of the Pale Witch before.
She was from Moonfrost Union. She was only a level-1 wizard, but she was one of the core members of the organization. As for why, it was hard for outsiders to know, but her reputation had long been spread by outsiders.
"Since you asked for it, I'll call you by your name. Don't get mad." Snow Raven winked at Angor.
Angor chuckled.
"Why are you here?" Greya suddenly asked. Are you here for Angor? "
Angor couldn't help but look at Snow Raven when he heard Greya's question. On the surface, Angor didn't seem to have any grudges against Moonfrost Union. However, the fact that he survived the Abyss Plane and returned to the wizarding world had aroused suspicion among the leaders of Moonfrost Union.
Sundo was one of the core members of Moonfrost Union. It was highly likely that she was here for Angor.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Snow Raven — or rather, Queenie — shook her head. "I'm not here for Angor. Besides, Mister Monkey already went to Ice Gorge to confirm the rumors. There's no need to be so nervous.
"Mister Monkey already confirmed the rumors, but if you didn't become a member of the research department, he might still use force." Angor's current identity was known to all supernaturals. He was now a core member of Brute Cavern. Monkey's plan didn't work, and he had no hope of becoming a legendary wizard. He was still at the same level as Rein. Therefore, Monkey couldn't risk offending Rein just to get rid of Angor.
Queenie didn't seem to care about her identity at all. She directly told him the key point.
Even someone as powerful as Rein would find it inappropriate to say such things. But Queenie didn't seem to mind it at all. Angor's heart skipped a beat.
"I'm not here for you, but I'm sure someone from Moonfrost Union will come looking for you. Maybe Sennefer or Samantha." Queenie paused. "But I don't think they're here to deal with you. They're probably here to invite you to the headquarters of the Moonfrost Alliance. After all, Master Monkey promised to give you the highest reward of the Moonfrost Alliance, the Essence of Frost and the Moon Chapter."
"You don't want it, do you?"
Angor did not answer. These were things that happened later, and he could not give an answer now. However, Snow Raven's attitude made it clear that she wasn't here for Angor.
"If you're not here for Angor, then why are you here?" Greya asked in confusion.
The hat puppet behind Queenie suddenly moved and pointed at the ring. Queenie chimed in, "Didn't I just say that Tromm is from Moonfrost Union? Can't you connect the dots?"
"You have something to do with Tromm?"
Queenie nodded. "Yes, Tromm is my cute disciple."
For some reason, Angor felt a chill running down his spine when he heard the word "cute".
"Poor kid." Greya looked at Tromm who was still fighting on the stage. "Poor kid."
Greya knew Queenie's personality too well. Queenie was a woman with a wicked sense of humor. Her so-called care was always a trap.
"Poor kid? I think so. He's doing well under my tutelage, right? "Queenie sounded proud of herself.
Greya shook her head. "Now I know why Tromm is so strong. If he wasn't strong enough, he wouldn't have been able to endure your torture."
"Thanks for the compliment."
"I'm not complimenting you."
"I'll take it as a compliment." Queenie didn't mind at all. She jumped down from her cane and landed between Greya and Angor. She stared at the stage as she said, "Too bad my lovely student is going up against a Gourmet this time. Or it would be so much better."
"You're looking down on Gourmets?"
"Of course I do. It's just that …"
Greya didn't mind Queenie's words. "Tromm might win easily if he's fighting another Gourmet apprentice. But I'm not so sure about Azaz."
Greya already wanted to kill Azaz, but objectively speaking, as long as Azaz borrowed the power of a demon, Tromm would not be able to stop him.
"You think Gourmet apprentices can fight well? I don't buy it. "
As soon as Queenie's voice fell, she heard the surrounding audience gasp in disbelief.
Queenie looked at the ring again and saw Tromm's body flying out of the ring. Thanks to the antlers of his antler hat, his feet were still on the ground.
Even so, the judges floating in the air were already whispering to each other. This was the first time something like this happened in a Rising Star Competition. They were discussing whether they should consider Tromm's loss.
Queenie widened her eyes. "Huh? What just happened?"
Queenie seemed to be surprised by something else, but Angor could tell that there was also a hint of surprise in her voice.
Why was she so happy when her student was about to lose?
"Azaz found an opportunity and used a gourmet trick, Stink Bomb, to catch Tromm off guard. Although the Stink Bomb only lasts for a moment, when Tromm couldn't control himself, Azaz used his right hand to borrow the power of the devil and sent Tromm flying with a single punch." Greya's expression was a little grim. She was answering Queenie's question, but the aura Azaz released when he used his demon power made her very worried.
It didn't feel like the aura of a low-tier demon.
What kind of demon did Azaz use as a sacrifice?
Angor also fell into deep thought. He also sensed the presence of the demon energy. Why did he feel something familiar about it?
"Demon power?" Queenie looked back. "How did a Gourmet Wizard get his hands on demon power?"
Only a few people in the southern wizardry region knew about the demon sacrifice. Queenie didn't know about it either.
"In exchange for food," Greya gave a simple answer without telling him the truth.
"Something like Xin Ji's power?" Sinehowze's power came from Xin Ji. A gourmet who also used food to summon heroic spirits.
Greya nodded.
Queenie suddenly understood. "So that's how it is. Such power exists. No wonder you think so highly of the Fiend Gourmet."
While they were talking, the judges didn't announce the end of the match, which meant Tromm could keep fighting Azaz.
The audience sighed in relief. It wasn't easy to see such an exciting match in the semifinals, and it would be a shame if it ended like this.
Tromm finally climbed up from the edge of the stage.
When everyone looked at Trom, shock flashed through their eyes.
Tromm's clothes were completely shredded, revealing his skin underneath. At this moment, there was a horrifying wound on Tromm's chest. It was a fist imprint. Most importantly, next to the fist mark was a black burn mark that was tinged with red.
Coupled with Tromm's fair skin, the terrifying black fire wound was a terrifying sight to behold.
"That fire contains demon power. Did Azaz sacrifice a fire-manipulator demon?" Greya whispered. "There are many fire-manipulators. Which one is it?"
"Fire-manipulator? Pyromancer? Or a Pyromancer? A mature Flame-Relay Demon is an intermediate demon with the power of a truth-finder. Why would it accept a mortal wizard's offering? "Greya wondered.
"It's a Pyromancer," Angor suddenly spoke up.
A Pyromancer? "Are you sure?" Greya jerked her head around.
Angor nodded. "I know a Fire Rune Demon. But he's still in his infancy, so I can only call him a young demon. But it has the same fire energy. "
He didn't "see" a Pyromancer. He "knew" a Pyromancer. Both Greya and Queenie noticed this detail. However, Greya didn't ask about it. Instead, she mumbled to herself, "How is that possible? A Pyromancer is going to sacrifice a Gourmet apprentice?"
The Pyromancers she didn't know about were usually called "messengers of fire".
Pyromancers, on the other hand, were called "nobles of fire" in the Abyss Plane.
This was indeed the case. The flame-patterned demons were the nobles of fire. Not only were they the nobles of fire demons, but they were also the nobles of all demons.
There were Pyromancers in the inner layers of the Abyss Plane.
Why would a Gourmet Wizard sacrifice a Pyromancer like that? Greya couldn't believe it.
But Angor couldn't be lying.
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