Angor frowned. The screams had been going on for almost two minutes.
It did not seem to have any negative effects, but no one would feel happy after two minutes of screaming.
"What's going on? Did the alchemy fail? "
As Angor hesitated, the dark cloud in the sky disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, the dark cloud turned into a cylindrical "black tornado". The shadows inside kept spinning. In the end, the "black tornado" fell into a small yard at the edge of the apprentice town and disappeared.
All the apprentices who were paying attention to the matter saw the strange phenomenon. In an instant, the isolated courtyard attracted the attention of countless people.
"Huh? Isn't that an alchemy omen? Why didn't it appear in the cave in the forest? Don't tell me it's not Master Prome who's doing the alchemy this time? "Everyone in the know had the same question in their minds.
Alchemy omens were nothing special. They were rare in Brute Cavern, but they only happened about two or three times a year. Plus, Prome had crafted a mid-grade item before, so he could still remember the signs clearly. Most of the apprentices knew what was going on.
Only Angor, who was standing in the center of the vortex, did not think of it. It was not that he did not know about alchemy omens. He read about them in books, but he never saw them before, so he really did not think about it.
"Maybe it's a new alchemist?" Some people began to think about it.
Inside his underground lab, Angor was smiling as he watched the chaos unfold in the outside world.
The dark cloud disappeared. The shadows turned into a black tornado and fell into the yard. Angor saw the revolver in his hand absorbing the shadows. Then, it began to release a warm silver light.
When the brilliance calmed down, an extremely complicated pattern flashed across the surface of the silver revolver, flashing with a restrained luster.
"It's done!" Angor could already feel the enchantment power of Prelude to Elimination.
The silver revolver with a cross and a skull carved on the handle, while the barrel was carved with rose vines. Angor spun it in his hand. Next, he imitated the boy who used a gun to fight against demons in Demon Hunter. He swung his gun, infused mana into it, and gently pulled the trigger.
In an instant, the Magic Array on the surface of the spear flickered, and a faint silver light shot out from the barrel.
When the stream of light left the muzzle, it turned into a semicircular high-frequency sound wave. With the shooter as the center, it spread out in a 10-degree radius. In the end, the circular airflow hit the wall and disappeared. When it hit the wall, its range had expanded to more than ten meters.
Next, he pulled the end of the gun and fired again. This time, the sound wave did not spread out. Instead, it gathered into a single point and rushed into the distance.
Just as the book said, Prelude to Elimination could attack undead creatures individually or in groups. Not only could it wipe out large groups of undead creatures, but it could also attack the weak points of undead creatures individually. The effect would change according to the amount of magic power given.
"The underground laboratory is too small, so I can't test its data in detail. I don't know how much range it can expand when it's attacking a group, or how far it can fly when it's attacking a single target. Also, I need undead creatures to figure out the final data. "
He was in a hurry, and these tedious tests would take up too much time, so he did not plan to test the data himself. Instead, he decided to give it to Prome.
Angor pocketed the revolver with Prelude to Elimination and walked out of the laboratory. He was going to head to Prome's cave.
When he opened the door, he frowned and showed a puzzled look. Outside his small courtyard, a group of people had appeared out of nowhere.
They were either leaning against the wall, leaning against trees, or washing their feet by the river. They all seemed to be doing their own things, but Angor felt that they were all looking at him from the corner of their eyes.
At this moment, the crowd outside suddenly burst into an uproar.
A young man in a gray robe suddenly appeared at the end of the path that was rarely visited by people. Unlike the rest of the people outside, he was staring at Angor with a pair of undisguised eyes.
"Good day, Mister Padt. May I come in?" The young man lifted his hood, revealing a handsome yet aggressive face.
"Good day." Angor did not know what was going on. He quickly pulled a long face. "Who are you? What do you want? "
"Vice Edward. Congratulations, mister." The young man placed a hand on his chest and bowed to Angor.
Congratulations? Before Angor knew what he meant, he was attracted by the man's name. Vice was a well-known name among apprentices in Brute Cavern. He and Nanagi were known as the strongest geniuses of their generation. Vice Edward had reached the pinnacle of apprentices before he reached the age of 18. Considering his progress, it was only a matter of time before he became a wizard.
However, Angor was familiar with Vice not because of his talent, but because he was Red Butterfly's lover.
After Angor killed Red Butterfly, Dave warned him that Vice might come after him. However, David later said that Red Butterfly was actually using a tiger's skin to pull the banner. Blaise and her only had a one-night stand. Red Butterfly acted as if Blaise was her backer, but in reality, Blaise didn't care about her at all.
Later, Dave mentioned Vice many times. He admired and feared the man at the same time. It was a complicated feeling.
When Angor learned Melodious Illusion, he tried to fool Dave by using Vice's face. However, he never saw Vice in person, so Dave saw through his disguise.
"Mister Edward. I've heard your name before." Angor tried to guess Vice's purpose. Was he really here to avenge Red Butterfly? According to Dave, that did not make sense. Or was Vice sent by Twilight to assassinate Angor? Angor had Sunders as his backer. Anyone from Brute Cavern who wanted to kill him would have to consider his relationship with Sunders.
"You know my name, Mister Padt? It's my honor. " Vice was still polite, but his eyes were fixed on Angor. "Would you like to have a chat with me, mister? If … I don't think it's the right time, I can come again next time."
Angor considered. Toby's injuries were mostly healed, and he had weapons and illusions to protect himself. Besides, there were so many people watching them. Vice wouldn't do anything out of line. Even if he did, Angor had the ability to stop him.
Angor nodded. "Please come in."
He opened the door and invited Vice inside. Before he could close the door, two more people squeezed in.
Vice frowned and was about to scold them when Angor greeted them with a smile. "Why are you here too?"
It was Nausica and Sailum. They carefully dragged Angor to the side after entering the door.
Sailum whispered in Angor's ear, "Don't worry. We're here for you."
With that, Sailum pulled the speechless Nausica aside and gave Angor a "we're your solid support" look.
Vice was a level-3 apprentice. Of course, he heard Sailum's words. He didn't know what to say, but he didn't say anything for Angor's sake.
"Mister Edward, you don't mind if my friend is here, do you?" Angor asked Vice apologetically.
Vice chuckled. "I'm here to talk to Mister Padt openly. I don't mind."
"If that's the case …"
"If that's the case, can we come in and listen as well?" Another voice came at the same time as Angor's.
Everyone looked back and saw a man in a purple robe wearing luxurious accessories walking toward them from the end of the path with a smile. Behind him was a freckled young man wearing a pair of large goggles, who was waving at Angor in a sneaky manner.
"Ah, Master Prome. I'm sure you know what I'm here for, so of course," Vice said.
What was supposed to be a simple conversation quickly turned into a gathering of many people.
This was the first time so many people came to visit Angor's house since he rented it. There were not enough cups for everyone, so he decided to just sit down and talk instead of drinking.
Angor and Prome sat on the side, while Vice sat on the opposite side. The others were either standing or leaning against the wall.
Angor sat down and quickly asked, "Mister Edward, how did you know my name?"
Vice chuckled. "If I'm not mistaken, many people know your name now. I'm one of them."
What happened? What happened? Angor did not know what Vice was talking about.
It was Dave who whispered into Angor's ear about the dark clouds. Angor finally realized something. So there was an omen outside when the undead creatures were screaming?!
Angor frowned. According to Dave, the omen spread for thousands of meters, and almost everyone in the apprentice town saw it. Which meant … he was being watched by countless people right now? No wonder there were so many people outside when he opened the door.
Vice placed a piece of paper on the table. "This is the information given to me by Bartterfly Pub. Please take a look, Mister Padt."
Vice openly told Angor about how he went to Bartterfly Pub to find out Angor's identity. Normally, anyone would feel uncomfortable doing such a thing. However, Vice's magnanimity made Angor think highly of him.
Angor picked up the paper and read it.
The information given by Bartterfly Pub was about Angor's usual information, such as his teacher, address, assessment, and so on. It also mentioned that Angor was an alchemist who once accepted an alchemy quest from the questing hall with a 100% completion rate.
At the end of the paper, Bartterfly Pub also added an appendix: [According to speculation, Angor Padt's nickname in Sky Tower is Baron Milk, and he once —]
[P.S.: Baron Milk seems to be the murderer of Red Butterfly and Canine Master. ]
So Baron Milk's identity was exposed? Angor put down the paper. His worst fear came true. He caused a huge scene in Twilight Auction Hall, and thousands of people outside and inside all saw his relationship with Toby.
Then he remembered Baron Milk's record in Sky Tower. Toby appeared in almost every match in the latter half of the game. It was only natural that Toby was Baron Milk.
Angor did not mind exposing his identity. He did not really care if people thought his title was too weird. But … Angor pinched his nose. He was having a headache. Baron Milk's reputation was not good. Or rather, it was terrible.
And Parasite Queen had so many fans. Angor believed that he would not be able to keep a low profile in the future.
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