While Abelle was running toward Laksum Principality, Angor and Dorcas had already left the Sandworm Market.
"Didn't you say Kael is in the market?" Angor asked while looking around.
"According to the rules of Mesopotamia, the entire wizard market in Laksum Duchy is located at the center of the market. Everything within a hundred-kilometer radius is considered part of the market."
"So Kael is in the market as long as he's within a hundred-kilometer radius?"
"Yes."
Angor was speechless.
Seeing Angor's speechlessness, Dorcas suddenly changed the topic. "That's just the official statement. Anyone who stays in the market for a long time won't think that the desert is part of the market. Besides, I don't need to play games with you. Kael is in the market. It's just that the market he's in is a black market controlled by the Nomeer Family. It's not far from the market. "
When Dorcas said this, he suddenly stopped. "We're here. This is the entrance to the black market."
There was a large rock in front of Dorcas. Next to the rock was a well-grown, pillar-shaped cactus with a bright red flower on top of it.
Angor looked back and saw that they were not far from the market. It was about two hundred meters away. He could still see the buildings of the market from here.
"So what you said about the hundred-kilometer radius was all nonsense?" Angor asked.
Dorcas replied, "No, no, no. I'm just trying to give you a general idea. When I said 'Khael is at the Sandworm Market,' I'm not wrong, no matter how you look at it."
"… But it's still nonsense."
Dorcas almost choked when he saw Angor's emotionless retort. He wanted to say something nice, but in the end, he swallowed it down.
Angor was a wizard just like him.
He was most likely not a wandering wizard.
He had to control himself and not get into a fight over something trivial.
Dorcas took a deep breath and turned his head away as if nothing had happened. "That's not important. Aren't you looking for Kael? He's down there. "
He looked at the stone and the cactus again and sensed some energy ripples.
Dorcas said, "The way to enter the black market is very simple. As long as it was fed?
Then you can enter the black market. "
Dorcas pointed at the cactus.
"Feed? What did he mean? Should I water it? "
"No, no, no.
It did not drink water, but blood. Any kind of blood?
As long as he could feed it?
It will open the door for you. "Dorx paused." Friendly reminder, it prefers the blood of Transcendent creatures.
If it was the blood of a transcendent being, a few drops would be enough. But what if he used the blood of mortals?
For example, ordinary people?
At the very least, it would need to drain all the blood in his body before it would be satisfied. "
Since Dorcas mentioned that the cactus could be fed with the blood of mortals, did that mean most wizards wouldn't do it?
They probably all used this method. In other words?
The reason why this cactus bloomed so brightly was because it was made up of piles of bones.
Before this, Angor did not feel anything special about the cactus. But now, he felt disgusted.
While Angor was expressing his disgust, Dorcas stared at Angor in silence. Did he stare at Angor for too long?
Angor also gave Dorcas a questioning look. Why are you staring at me?
They looked at each other for about ten seconds.
Dorcas said, "I've already told you how to enter the black market. Let's go in."
"Didn't you say you were going to feed it?"
Dorcas huffed. "I'm just a guide?
You're the one who wants to find Cael. Why should I feed it? "
Angor understood now.
So Dorcas had been waiting motionlessly?
He was waiting for Angor to bleed.
But then again, Dorcas was right.
Dorcas's words made sense. After all, Dorcas was just leading the way. But if Angor had to feed the cactus … he had plenty of Transcendent blood, but they were all precious alchemy materials. It would be a waste to use them here.
Angor considered. "Give me a second."
With that, Angor turned around and returned to the market.
Dorcas looked at Angor's back and thought to himself that some mortals in the market were going to suffer again.
While Dorcas sighed, Angor had already returned from the Sandworm Market.
Under Dorcas' puzzled gaze, Angor tossed a sandworm larva that was about ten centimeters long to the cactus. "Can this feed the cactus?"
"You went to buy a sandworm?" Dorcas was surprised.
"Of course I'm going to rob it." Angor grumbled in a low voice, "Another three magic crystals … Khael still has to pay for it. If Khael doesn't reimburse me, I'll go talk to Mister Aesos."
Dorcas only felt speechless when he heard Angor's mumbling.
Dorcas gave Angor a thoughtful look and nodded. "That's enough. It's a larva, but it's still a supernatural creature. About ten drops of blood should be enough to satisfy it."
Without hesitation, Angor made a small cut on the larva's tail and dripped a drop of blood onto the cactus.
Dorcas' judgment was accurate. On the tenth drop, the cactus suddenly trembled, and the flower on its crown grew brighter. Next, Angor sensed the energy around them becoming more active. Perhaps the cactus triggered some kind of mechanism and activated a secret node.
As the energy node changed, the giant rock in front of them slowly moved away, revealing a tunnel that led downward.
"Let's go. Cael is in the black market."
Dorcas led the way again while Angor slowly followed behind him. He was thinking about something. How should he deal with this sandworm?
Sandworm larvae were not expensive, and most people bought them as food for other insects. Angor did not have an adult one yet. Besides, this one looked a little withered after being bled. Adults would probably complain about not having enough meat to eat.
He considered for a moment and looked at Dangros, who was looking around on his shoulder.
"Ahem. You've been following me for a long time, and I haven't given you a proper gift yet. Here, take this one. "Angor tossed the larva to Dangros.
Dangros rolled his eyes at Angor. He was not stupid. He saw Angor's hesitant expression and knew what to do with the sandworm. Who would believe that Angor was giving it to Dangros as a gift?
That was what Dangros thought, but he still grabbed the sandworm and circled it around his fingertips.
Angor sighed in relief when Dangros did not object. Since Dangros accepted his gift, he would not have to worry about using the creature's fire when crafting items. This was a deal!
Angor thought happily. They reached the end of the stairs.
There was no door at the end, so Angor could see what was going on in the black market.
The black market was similar to the underground market. It was just much smaller than Angor expected. There was only one street, which was full of twists and turns. The shops on both sides of the street were scattered all over the place. There was no sense of beauty at all. People would feel dizzy after looking at it for a long time.
There were quite a lot of people in the black market. Some of the streets were so narrow that people had to rub shoulders with each other.
However, this did not affect Angor's progress.
Most of the people on the street would automatically make way for Dorcas when they saw him. Obviously, they knew who Dorcas was.
"Red Sword" Dorcas, a level-1 wizard. Even if he was a wandering wizard, he was still a wizard. In this place filled with acolytes, Dorcas' existence was on the level of a great demon king.
His journey was smooth, and he even had the time to observe the black market.
He did not pay attention to the shops on both sides of the street. Instead, he focused on the overall structure of the black market, especially the ceiling.
At first, he thought it was just an underground cave. There were not many flat areas, and there were many rocks on the ground.
However, when he looked at the top, he found that there were some obvious traces of artificial lines in the corners of the bumpy top.
Those patterns were magic runes. But they were obviously from a long, long time ago. They were already broken and lost their effect. Still, judging from the number and distribution of the patterns on the ceiling, if they were complete, they must be a giant magic array.
Many, many years ago, perhaps thousands of years ago, or perhaps even earlier, this place might not have been just a simple cave.
As Angor studied the structure of the black market, Dorcas said, "We're here."
Angor finally looked away and looked around.
There was no one else around. The nearest shop was at least a hundred meters away, and he could not see it because of the slope.
This place was a deep pit that led downwards. There were broken stones everywhere, as well as traces of digging.
"I heard that this place was a Demon Blood Mine hundreds of years ago. That's why it's like this. But now, there are no more mines, so this place is abandoned. "
Angor was not interested in the abandoned mine. "Where's Khael?"
Dorcas pointed to one side of the pit. "There."
Angor walked to where Dorcas was pointing. There was nothing there, but with his spirit feelers, Angor sensed some hidden energy ripples around.
He was familiar with the energy ripples. It was a space node.
"You sensed it, right? There are hidden space nodes here. They were set up by Khael. Of these spatial nodes, only one is connected to Kael. The others are all pits. If you touch them, you'll be pulled into a spatial crack. "
Dorcas shrugged. "I don't know which one is the correct one. That's why I could only bring you here. I can stay here with you and wait for Karel to come out. He comes out at least once a week, and based on his past, he'll be here the day after tomorrow at the latest … "
Before Dorcas could finish, he saw Angor touching one of the space nodes.
Dorcas wanted to stop him. Of course, it was not because he was worried about Angor. He was worried that he would be dragged into a space rift.
Although Karel's spatial rifts were not very dangerous to official Magi, Karel's spatial rifts were not very dangerous. However, if they entered an unknown space and could not find the coordinates, they would have to pay a big price to return to the wizarding world.
Still, Dorcas did not succeed. Angor moved faster than him and reached the space node in no time.
Dorcas began to back away as fast as he could, hoping that the space rift would not affect him.
However, after retreating for several dozen meters, he did not see any space rifts in the distance.
Angor, on the other hand, was sitting on a rock calmly.
He hesitated for a moment and approached Angor.
"Did you touch a space node?"
"Yes." Angor nodded.
"But, why …" No space rift?
Dorcas didn't finish his sentence, because there was only one answer: this Magus called Lyon had found the correct spatial node!
"Are you a space type Magus like Sir Aesop?" Dorcas hesitated for a moment before asking.
"No, I'm not. I just know a little about space manipulation."
Angor had just received a full set of knowledge about space from Spotted Puppy. In terms of theoretical knowledge, he was already better than most space wizards. However, from a practical point of view, his knowledge was basically zero.
This space node was not much of a practical experience. With Angor's vast knowledge of space, finding a unique space node was a piece of cake.
While looking at Angor's calm expression, Dorcas began to think about his real identity.
Angor did not lie about whether Angor was a space wizard.
Someone who was not a space wizard but had such a deep understanding of space manipulation must have spent a lot of time on it. Angor looked young, so he must be several hundred years old.
Otherwise, he would not have the time to study other fields.
A wizard who was only several hundred years old without becoming a truth-finder like Dorcas. So, Angor was not very talented.
With this thought in mind, Dorcas regained his confidence. He was just 80 years old this year. Even if he was a wandering wizard, he was still at the same level as Leon.
He was confident that he could find his own path and become a truth-finder in a hundred years.
With this comparison, Dorcas' confidence and sense of superiority began to rise steadily.
So what if Leon knew more than him?
He, Red Sword Dorcas, was still arrogant!
Angor gave Dorcas a strange look. Somehow, the man seemed to have changed in a short time. But when he looked closer, he did not see anything different.
Angor shook his head. Whatever. It has nothing to do with me anyway.
They found the correct space node, but Kael did not show up right away. She guessed that he was doing some kind of research or was busy with something.
Half an hour later, a figure with an afro on his head, his face covered in black ash, and his clothes tattered appeared in front of them.
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