In the distance.
The last piece of the Mystery Fruit's shell had fallen off. Strangely, the blood-red mist covering the fruit did not disperse.
This meant that the fruit was not completely out of order yet.
"But why? Isn't the falling of the fruit a prelude to the disorder? " The watcher was puzzled. Judging from the effects of the falling fruit, the fruit should have gone completely out of order when all of its shells fell off. But the current situation seemed to be different from what they expected.
Did they miss something?
Was there another step before the fruit went out of order?
Just as the Sentinel was doubting himself, the situation in the distance changed in a way that shocked everyone.
Number 03, who had been ignored by them all this time, suddenly let out a shrill scream.
It sounded like the howl of a banshee from the Dark Abyss. Visible sound waves spread out in all directions.
When the sound waves reached them, Angor's eyebrows twitched. The green runes around him filtered out all the destructive energy contained in the sound waves. The only thing that entered their ears was Number 03's hysterical scream.
Angor sensed a lot of complicated emotions from the scream.
Wails, pain, anger, unwillingness … and deep regret.
Judging from these emotions, Angor could tell that Number 03 still had a shred of rationality left in him. It was just suppressed by the Mystery Fruit's power. Number 03 had been accumulating his emotions for a long time, and now, he finally released them.
However, releasing her emotions didn't mean that No.03 could be saved.
She knew that she was going to die for sure.
Perhaps the wailing at this moment was just an attempt to vent his grievances, a way to express his unwillingness.
Their guess was correct. After No. 03 wailed in agony, his bark-like skin started to crack and crumble.
His skin was just the beginning. Next came his fat, muscles, organs, bones … Everything inside and outside of Number 03's body was blown away by the wind and turned into yellow light spots.
These yellow dots of light formed a line and merged into the blood-red fog above.
Strangely, the blood-red mist that had shrouded the mysterious fruit for a long time finally began to fade with the injection of the yellow light.
Behind the fog, the metal mesh structure was faintly discernible.
"So that's how it is. The final condition for this mysterious fruit to lose its order isn't to devour sea beasts or adepts, but to sacrifice and devour the host." At this moment, the Overseer finally understood why No.03 seemed to be fine all this while. Logically speaking, the mysterious fruit did not have any "emotions" to feed back to the host. It turned out that the mysterious fruit had already been arranged. No.03 was the final sacrifice for its complete transformation.
The Sentinel didn't have a good impression of No.03 because she was the one who caused this situation. He still didn't have a good impression of them, but he had to admit that No.03 had become the final sacrifice and bought them some time.
They should be able to leave this place before the Out-Of-Order Object completely lost its order.
Thinking of this, the inspector turned his head and looked at the spatial crack.
At this time, the space crack had already opened to the height of half a person. However, there was still a large amount of space cutting energy in it, so it was still unable to stably connect the two ends.
However, the enlargement of the spatial crack also allowed them to see clearly who was behind it.
It was a young man with his head lowered.
They couldn't see his face for now, but they could see that his hair was like a ball of fire. His skin was a deep bronze color, and it glowed orange under the light of his hair.
"Fire Nation?" The Overseer spoke softly.
The Fire Nation was a humanoid race of the Grand Plane. Their signature traits were their dark skin and burning hair. They were a race that favored fire. If this race gave birth to an ability user, it was basically related to fire control. They were one of the more powerful races in the Grand Plane. They had always been hostile to foreign human adepts, believing them to be invaders.
If any country in the Grand Plane had a riot or protest against the human adepts, it was usually the Fire Nation fanning the flames behind the scenes.
Adepts weren't idiots. They knew very well about the chaos in the Grand Plane, but they would never target the Fire Nation. Did giants need to pay attention to the nonsense of ants?
On top of that, many human adepts were even more violent than the Fire Luo people. They preferred chaos over a united country. They wouldn't mind using themselves as the source of chaos.
Angor also saw the newcomer. He already knew who it was. It was Gruz Dayward, the governor of Phantom City. However, he didn't expect the city lord to be from Huo Luo Kingdom. Or was he just a clone of Gruz's avatar?
As Angor pondered, the Fire Nation citizen in front of him suddenly looked up.
His slightly long hair covered his eyes, but Angor could still see his tall nose and the faint smile on his face.
The inspector looked at the strange smile and felt a sense of familiarity. Moreover, he felt his heart palpitate slightly.
The spatial crack was torn open again, and a large amount of wind poured into it.
The strong wind also tried to blow away the Fire Nation citizen's hair.
Finally, the Overseer saw the Fire Nation citizen's face. He had to admit that the young man was quite handsome from a human's point of view. His facial features were perfectly proportioned, and his eyes were bright orange just like his hair.
However, the Overseer didn't pay attention to the Fire Nation citizen's appearance. Instead, it was the insignia between his eyebrows.
The insignia had a circular shape on the outside, while the inside was filled with beautiful lines that outlined the pattern of some unknown beast.
"That's …" The Overseer's eyes widened. "Gruz Dayward's Phantom Rune!"
Hearing the Overseer's exclamation, Boroye chuckled. "So you're not that ignorant after all, huh?"
The Overseer's expression darkened.
Angor wondered if he should say something. Even if he already knew who the visitor was, he should at least put on a show to avoid being exposed.
"Sir, what's a Phantom Rune?" Angor chose a suitable topic. Well, he didn't know the answer anyway.
The Inspector was about to speak, but Boroye beat him to it and said, "The Phantom Inscription was created by the great City Lord. All Diamond Citizens of the Phantom City will be rewarded with an exclusive Phantom Inscription, which has incredible power."
Angor pretended to be surprised. "Huh?! So you're saying that the esteemed governor brought help from a Diamond Citizen of Phantom City? "
Boroye gave him a mysterious smile but didn't say anything.
"In the Phantom City, every Phantom Inscription has a corresponding citizen, and the Phantom Inscription on this Fire Luo citizen's forehead corresponds to … the Lord of the Phantom City, His Excellency Gruz Deward," the inspector said.
The Overseer ignored Angor's exaggerated performance and looked at Boroye instead. "So the governor really came here in person?"
Boroye looked proud. "Whoosh! You saw it, didn't you?"
"As far as I know, the Vulture Pope of the Cult of Chaos returned to the origin world 30 years ago. With him there, Mister Gruz's true body shouldn't be too far away from Phantom City. So, this is his avatar? "
The Pope of Vulture, Henet Ragusla, was a Level Six Wizard at the peak of the legendary realm. He had a grudge against Grudge-Deward for many years. He had taken advantage of Grudge-Deward's absence to launch a sneak attack on Grudge-Deward many times, resulting in the death of many citizens.
Therefore, generally speaking, as long as the Pope was in the Origin World, Gruz Deward would not leave the Phantom City.
"So what if it's just an avatar? Do you think it's not good enough for the Overseer? Angor? "
The Overseer remained silent for a moment. "That's not what I meant."
He just didn't expect Gruz Dayward to come here in person. This would make things very complicated.
Even if it was just an avatar, the man was at least a mid-level legendary. Such a powerful wizard coming to the southern wizarding region was a very troublesome matter. After all, the southern wizarding region was only one of the four basic regions of the wizarding world. If Gruz Dayward went too far, it would lead to a disaster.
If he went all out, he could even be compared to a demon god.
In the face of such an existence, even as the Overseer, it was difficult to interfere.
Boroye seemed to have seen through the Overseer's thoughts. He opened his mouth and smiled. "Are you worried about the safety of the southern wizarding region? Angor? Do you think the city lord is stupid? "
Even if the southern wizarding region had been separated from the origin world for many years, it was undeniable that the four wizarding worlds were the foundation of the origin world. No matter how stupid Gruz Dayward was, he wouldn't be able to cause trouble here.
If he really did something, when he returned to the origin world, he wouldn't just be facing the Pope of Vulture, but an entire army of wizards.
"Don't worry, the city lord won't do anything unnecessary. He will even bring you out of here. You should be deeply grateful ~ Yue Luo ~ "
"I hope so." After the Overseer finished speaking, he glanced at the young man on the other side of the spatial crack and quickly retracted his gaze.
Looking at the Sentinel's fearful yet indifferent expression, Bo Oloye's mischievous heart suddenly rose: "Of course, City Lord Sir does not have the time to do other superfluous things. Sir has only come to the Southern Region to do two things."
"First, to take me away."
The Overseer spoke in a half-mocking tone, "You really live up to your name, Mister City Lord."
Boroye didn't mind the Overseer's mockery. He smiled and continued, "Second, do you want to guess? Angor? "
The Overseer glanced at the Mystery Fruit in the distance and didn't say anything.
Gruz Dayward must be here for the object of disorder as well. However, it was hard to say whether or not he could take away this thing that was out of order. The Overseer complained in his mind.
Boroye waved his tentacles. "Wrong. Although the object of disorder is good, looking at the current situation, if we want to get it, we will have to spend a lot of time analyzing the mechanism and looking for a breakthrough point. The city lord doesn't have that much time. The second reason for his arrival is — "
Boroye paused for a moment. When both the Overseer and Angor looked at him curiously, he lifted all five tentacles and pointed at the same place.
Angor!
"The city lord has his eyes on him. He will become the city lord's prisoner!"
Everyone was shocked.
Angor, on the other hand, was completely lost. Ever since he returned to the center of the mist zone, he had been staying cautious and did not dare to do anything out of the ordinary. He did not want to get involved in unnecessary things and get himself into danger.
Who would have thought that someone like him, who was so "cowardly", would still be targeted?
And there was no warning at all. He was just a bystander just a second ago!
The Overseer also frowned. He didn't expect the city lord of Phantom City to be interested in Angor either.
The Overseer spoke in a cold tone, "You noticed Angor's strange behavior and pretended you didn't know?"
Boroye: "To be able to reach the Mysterious level with such strength, the light cannot be concealed."
As expected.
Boroye already noticed Angor's strange behavior.
There were many "potential Mystery alchemists" like Angor in the origin world. However, there was no one like Angor who could reach the Mystery level at such a young age. At least, there wasn't one in the current origin world.
Any organization that noticed such a "wild" potential Mystery alchemist like Angor would try to recruit him.
And the recruitment of wizard organizations wasn't as polite as one might think.
Violence, brutality, and kidnapping were the norm.
Everything made sense now. However, the Overseer didn't expect that Gluzdavid's avatar would come to take Angor away in person. If it was only Boroye, the Overseer might be able to buy some time. Of course, he wouldn't be able to drag this out forever. When Boroye returned to Phantom City, he would definitely inform Gluzdavid, and Angor would still be captured. Unless Angor could join an organization that could fight against Phantom City, such as the Order Faction.
If things went according to the script, the Overseer would be willing to pay a price and bring Angor to the Order Faction in the origin world. After all, Angor was a rare talent.
But this wasn't how things were going.
Gluzdavid was here in person. Even if it was just an avatar, they couldn't stop him.
Even the Overseer couldn't stop him.
As for warning outsiders not to "interfere" with the affairs of the Southern Region, this was indeed his responsibility, but Gruz Dward was too strong. The Overseer's warning was useless, and it might even cause resentment. In such a situation, the oath had its own tolerance.
Therefore, the Overseer wouldn't stop Gluzdavid for Angor.
In other words, in the eyes of the Overseer and Boroye, Angor's fate was already sealed.
The Overseer looked at Angor's confused face and sighed. He patted Angor's shoulder. "At least you won't die."
With this skill, he would not be killed by Gruz Deward. But it was hard to say whether he could survive.
He could only pray that Gluzdavid would spare Angor's "human" identity because of his alchemy potential.
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