At first, Prome didn't pay much attention to Angor's long-range alchemy weapon.
However, Angor used more than ten tiered alchemy arrows in his match against Mundo! And they all had different enchantments!
This piqued Prome's curiosity.
Prome himself followed the most orthodox path of "synthesis". In alchemy, the synthesis route had the greatest potential and the highest achievements. Enchantment, on the other hand, had almost no potential and limited potential. In fact, many conservative alchemists refused to accept enchantment as alchemy at all.
The essence of alchemy was the blending of materials, the collision of ideas, and the realization of truth.
Most alchemists who studied enchantment did not even know the meaning of basic runes. They would force themselves to memorize a rune just for the sake of enchantment. It went against the essence of alchemy, so it was normal for alchemists to refuse to accept it.
However, one had to admit that synthesis was not as effective as enchantment in the early stages.
For enchantment, one only needed to memorize a rune and carve it according to the characteristics of the material to give the desired effect to an alchemy weapon and make it tiered.
Synthesis, on the other hand, required a lot of time to study, think, and match. Without years of practice, it was difficult to achieve results.
Prome had been studying synthesis for almost fifty years, and he had only scratched the surface of it. Sometimes, when he had some ideas and ideas, he would be able to create a tiered alchemy item. This was why he took several months to get his item ready.
Compared to enchantment, synthesis was more of a test for an alchemist's creativity and solid foundation.
As the most orthodox alchemist, Prome despised enchantment at first. However, he had not made much progress in alchemy for decades. Sometimes, he would wonder if he had chosen the wrong path.
If he had chosen enchantment at the beginning, would he be famous now?
This was a typical ostrich mentality. Unwilling to admit defeat, unwilling to face reality, and blaming everything on the wrong choice. But he had to admit that this thought made him feel a little better.
Prome might be an ostrich, but he never regretted the path he had chosen. "Synthesis" was the true path to the truth. As an alchemist, even if he could not open the door to the truth, he still had to have a dream.
Prome wanted to find the alchemist who made the metal arrow not because he wanted to discuss the difference between "synthesis" and "enchantment". He had another request.
An old friend who had helped him before asked him to create a long-range alchemy weapon. The weapon also specified that it had to have "Exorcism", "Holy Light", "Purification", and so on … It had to be a high-ranked weapon that had a shocking effect on the undead.
This request had lasted for more than half a year. Prome had made many weapons, but he never found the right one.
He knew the effects of many kinds of materials. Among them, the ones that could produce the effect of "Holy Light" were Mass Dew, Holy Spirit Stone, and some auxiliary purification materials.
Extracting the special properties of these materials could be used to create a weapon, Holy Light effect. but only a short range. However, the Holy Light was only effective at close range. Once the distance was too far, the effects of the Holy Light would vanish.
If this was someone else's request, Prome could just wait a little longer. But it was an old friend who asked him for help. Half a year was already too much for him to bear. Since he could not find the inspiration for "synthesis", he thought about enchantment.
However, Brute Cavern had not seen an alchemist who was good at enchantment for many years. Angor's enchantment arrow just happened to appear in front of him.
…
Prome cared a lot about the enchantment alchemist because of his own request.
So far, the mysterious alchemist only knew about Dave's little friend. Therefore, when David asked about the kid's situation, Prome didn't hide anything and told him everything he knew.
In half a day, Prome only found the public information, such as when Angor joined the competition, who he fought, and so on.
When Dave heard that Angor had been in the competition for more than a month, he felt a little uncomfortable. He considered himself a friend of Angor's. Angor had been in the competition for more than a month without telling him. It would not be a big deal if they did not see each other for more than a month, but they did meet more than once.
Still, Dave was amazed by Angor's speed in climbing the tower. He was also surprised by Angor's insane winning rate. He did not lose a single match so far.
When Dave heard Prome mentioning Angor's name, he couldn't help but chuckle.
Now he understood why Angor did not tell anyone that he was climbing the tower. If Angor had such a childish name, he would not tell anyone about it, okay?
Prome sighed. "That little friend of yours is also cold and aloof. He rarely speaks, but his actions are swift and decisive. He's also aloof and distant when interacting with others. That's right, having such achievements at such a young age, it's normal for him to be a little arrogant … However, I'm very curious, how did such an arrogant person become friends with you? "
Prome stared at Dave with curiosity in his eyes.
Dave was puzzled. Master, are you sure you're talking about Angor? Not Ursula, Ursula, or Ursula?
What's with 'proud and aloof'?
Doesn't talk much? I don't think so! Angor was not a talkative person, but he was not a man of few words either.
Dave felt his view of the world being reconstructed.
"Um … Personally, I don't think that 'proud and aloof' person is my friend Angor," Dave said hesitantly.
Prome paused for a moment and realized something. "Then what's your friend's personality like?"
Dave thought for a while and said, "He's quite nice. But sometimes he's a bit naughty."
Prome's face lit up with realization. "Oh, I see. He usually wears a hood and a robe, and he changes his personality on purpose. I think he doesn't want to be recognized. "
David: "That should be the case."
Prome suddenly laughed. "That's great. There are so many people out there looking for Baron Milk, but they don't know who he is. We can beat them to it and find the mysterious alchemist one step earlier! "
Dave: There's no such thing as a 'mysterious alchemist'. That alchemist is Angor himself!
"Master, why are you looking for this … alchemist?"
Prome did not try to hide the truth. "Actually, I have a favor to ask of that alchemist …"
…
At three in the afternoon, Angor walked out of his soundproof room in high spirits.
There was only half an hour left before his match with Twilight of Night. Angor quickly recalled the information he read about Twilight of Night.
Twilight of Night, real name Selina Wharton, female, 24 years old. A Bloodline apprentice, currently at the peak of level-2. Absorbed bloodline for five years. Unknown bloodline type. Unlikely to be a monster bloodline. Most likely Phantom Bloodline. Strange footwork, good at speed and guerrilla attacks.
That was the general information about Twilight of Night. Angor glanced at the information about her master and skills.
Her skills were nothing more than high-speed movement spells.
But none of those were useful to Angor.
Angor did not believe that any apprentice could be faster than Toby in terms of speed.
Angor put on his robe and yelled at the attic, "Toby, it's time for you to show off your skills!"
Toby flew out of the attic and slowly landed on Angor's shoulder. Judging from Toby's sparkling eyes and arrogant attitude, Angor could tell that Toby was also very excited about his first match.
Half an hour later …
Angor returned to the arena of Three Levels of Death.
When he came out of the contestants' passage, he already sensed the lively atmosphere.
The audience seats were fully packed. When he fought against Wasteland Warrior, who was ranked higher than Twilight of Night, there were still many empty seats in the audience seats. Now, the place was filled with people, and almost everyone was staring at Angor.
Thousands of people's gazes were like needles stabbing into his back.
At the far end of the audience seats, an old man with a ponytail was leaning against a stone pillar. Next to him was a middle-aged woman in uniform with her hair tied up in a bun.
"Melantha, do you think the kid will win?" The old man looked at Angor who was standing beside the stage.
The woman was Melantha. She usually stayed in the lottery area on the first floor of Sky Tower. But today, she left her post without permission and came to Three Levels of Death instead.
"I don't know," Melantha answered after thinking for a moment.
"You don't know? Why not? Isn't it obvious at a glance … With that kid's overall combat strength, he was able to defeat Mondo in the morning because Mondo underestimated him too much. "
"Now that he's going up against Selena, with Mondo as an example, Selena will definitely be prepared. In addition, she's good at speed. If that brat doesn't inscribe acceleration runes on his mageweath arrow, it's almost impossible for him to hit Selena." The old man paused. "Even if the arrow is engraved with acceleration runes, it won't do much damage to Selina who has a Bloodline. Unless the arrow is engraved with attack runes as well as acceleration runes. "
"If that's the case, then the enchantment ability is incredible. Magic array enchantment! Only a handful of alchemists in the headquarters can do that. "The old man was referring to Floating Mech City, which was famous for its alchemy skills in the southern region.
Melantha agreed with him. But she still remembered that when Angor asked the management office to shorten the intervals between matches, she also told him about the dangers of the Three Levels of Death. However, Angor replied with confidence that he had a secret weapon.
Melantha did not know what Angor's secret weapon was. But since he said it, he must have something to back it up.
"Let's see. Maybe he has a secret weapon." Melantha chuckled.
"Is that so?" The old man chuckled. His wizard-level Eye of Truth could easily see through Angor's robe. Of course, he would know if Angor had a secret weapon.
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