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Chapter 3211

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Angor's idea was to use "Exile" to send the foul mist into the void.

It was a typical wizard's idea.

For Magi, if they encountered something dangerous, poisonous, or waste from experiments, or even undead, as long as the Magi felt that it was too difficult to clean up, they would use the Exile spell.

Angor's first thought was to use Exile as well.

However, when he tried to do it, he realized that he was overthinking it.

Back in the real world, he could use Exile whenever he wanted to. However, he was in the Mirror Domain, and he couldn't find the entrance no matter how hard he tried.

In the end, Quintera helped him open a space fissure.

According to Quintera, the other end of the fissure led to the Mirror Domain, but it didn't know where exactly it led to.

This was similar to the concept of the Exile Spell. The Exile Spell was also exiled to an unknown void.

With the help of this space fissure, Angor quietly controlled the wind and guided all the foul mist into the space.

It took about 20 minutes for the layer of foul mist to completely disappear.

Although the fog was gone, the stench that remained in the rock hall did not disappear immediately. However, it was much fainter than before. Normal people could endure it with a mask on.

Angor's group didn't need to endure it. They simply cast a Purification Field around them and entered the hall again.

They had to go back to the hall because they still had their Secret Instrument Box inside.

Something happened to the box the first time he used it, but it had nothing to do with the box itself. Therefore, he had to take the box back.

Of course, he had a better excuse to explain to Quintera. "I know a little bit of Purification. The stench is gone, but the smell still lingers in the air. Since I accidentally caused it, I'll take care of it. "

Angor entered the hall with the Purification Field activated.

It would take a long time for the Purification Field to get rid of the thick black mist. Now that the mist was gone, he only needed to get rid of the last bit of the smell.

Angor walked from the entrance to the end of the first floor without stopping. The Purification Field was enough to remove most of the black mist.

Now, the air on the surface of the rock temple was very clean, and there was no strange smell.

But there was more.

Angor still needed to clean some of the water since the foul mist could be dissolved in water. The water outside the hall, such as lakes and streams, didn't get much of it. They would be gone after flowing for a while. Angor didn't need to do anything.

However, there were some puddles inside the hall that needed to be cleaned up.

For example, the water inside the fountain in a certain hall had already been polluted. Not only was there dust floating in the air, there was also a faint smell of rot. It was like the smell of mold that had naturally grown because it had not been cleaned for ten days.

It was acceptable, but since he decided to clean it, he had to do it thoroughly.

He spent a few more minutes changing the water in the pool before he was done.

"It's my fault. I'm really sorry," Angor apologized to Quintera sincerely.

Quintera was still angry at first, but after seeing Angor carefully cleaning every corner of the hall and hearing Angor's sincere apology, his anger was mostly gone. "You had good intentions. Who would've thought a gourmet item would go wrong?"

"Oh right, your gourmet item is still inside the Hall of Books. Do you want to take a look?"

Angor nodded. He already noticed the item when he was cleaning the hall. It didn't look like anything had changed, so it should be fine. But he didn't want to take it because he was cleaning the air, so he put it aside.

Now that Quintera brought it up, Angor wouldn't refuse.

They walked several steps and arrived at the entrance of the Hall of Books.

Looking inside, the hall was bathed in halos of light, which made it look like a sacred place.

When they came here, they could clearly see particles floating in the air under the light. But now, the light was so clean that not even a speck of dust could be seen.

This showed how effective Angor's cleaning was.

The first thing he did was to retrieve the box. But before he could do anything, he saw Quintera teleporting into the hall in a flash of light.

Angor looked up and saw Quintera already standing in front of the crystal book, looking down at something.

Angor couldn't see what was going on inside because of the tall bench and statues. He walked around the bench and approached the book.

Olessandro already came out of the crystal book and was lying on the ground, not moving at all.

Quintera was looking at Olessandro.

Angor's heart skipped a beat. Olessandro couldn't be …

"He's drunk," Quintera said in a flat tone.

Angor didn't know what to say. He thought Olessandro died from the stench.

When he got closer, Angor smelled alcohol on Olessandro's body. But there was also a familiar stench.

It was the same stench from the black mist.

But it was already very faint on Olessandro. In fact, this stench wasn't even as bad as the terrible alcohol smell.

"Did he finish the wine?" Laplace's voice came from the side.

Angor looked back and saw Laplace also looking down. But she wasn't looking at Olessandro. Instead, she was looking at a glass bottle beside Olessandro's hand that emitted a faint aura of ice.

This glass bottle was the wine bottle that FrozenCloud had brought in earlier. At this moment, there was no longer any wine inside.

If Angor wasn't mistaken, Olessandro drank it all.

"I think so. What's wrong?" Angor was confused.

Laplace hesitated for a moment and said, "When you were purifying the air, Olessandro hadn't come out of the crystal book yet. At that time, I noticed this wine bottle on the ground. There was still a lot of wine in it, but the liquid was already black …"

Quintera nodded. "When the black mist first appeared, some of it got into the bottle and changed the color of the alcohol."

In other words, the black liquid came from the stinky black mist.

Now, the wine was gone, and Olessandro was lying on the ground. Obviously … he had drunk the wine.

At first, he thought that the box's problem was already solved after he purified the air. But now, Olessandro, who was lying on the ground, seemed to be telling him loudly, "It's not over yet!"

If Olessandro was simply drunk, it wouldn't be a big deal. But if the black mist had something to do with it, Angor couldn't just ignore it.

Because of Olessandro's unexpected play, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became much quieter.

Both Quintera and Laplace remained silent. Angor felt a little guilty, so he didn't say anything either.

The silence lasted for two whole minutes.

In the end, Quintera was the first to break the silence. It lowered its head and looked at Olessandro. "Olessandro probably started this himself."

"When we came in, Alessandro was still in the crystal book. He must have come out of the crystal book when we went to the other rooms. Then, he saw the wine bottle on the floor …"

The alcohol had already turned into a dark liquid. It was obviously contaminated. There was no way Olessandro didn't notice it. He knew the alcohol was tainted, but he still drank it all and passed out. Obviously, he was responsible for it.

Quintera's words clearly removed some of the blame from Angor and put the blame on Olessandro.

This was a favor Laplace owed by Quintera.

But Quintera was right. Olessandro drank the tainted alcohol while he was still conscious. Considering the division of responsibility, Olessandro should be responsible for it as well.

"Will he … be fine?" Angor asked.

Angor was grateful for Quintera's help, but he had to put the division of responsibility aside for now. Was Olessandro really fine after drinking the tainted alcohol?

Quintera didn't answer right away. Instead, it slowly looked down from Olessandro's face to the "centaur" part.

Then, Quintera's eyes flickered with a faint light. His gaze was like a sharp arrow, as if it could pierce through the gauzy saddle and into Olessandro's body.

A moment later, Quintera looked away and whispered, "So far, he's fine. He's just drunk."

"You're fine with the tainted wine?" Angor tried to make sure.

Quintera was a little confused. "I'm confused as well, but there's nothing wrong. Besides, the stinky black fog from before didn't have any side effects other than being a little stinky. I don't think Olessandro will be affected. "

Quintera accidentally inhaled the stench and choked on it. But apart from the physical reaction caused by the unpleasant smell, nothing else happened.

Therefore, even if the Blue Noble Wine was tainted, it shouldn't cause any other side effects.

Compared to that, Quintera was more curious about why Olessandro would go and drink tainted wine.

Even if he loved wine so much, he shouldn't go that far.

Blue Noble Wine wasn't that good. Considering Olessandro's status in Harland Woga, shouldn't he drink as much as he wanted? He shouldn't be this frugal, right?

Quintera's question was answered after half a minute.

Olessandro woke up.

Angor sighed in relief. He was worried that Olessandro would be fine after drinking the tainted alcohol. Now, it seemed that Olessandro was fine.

Still, Angor still felt a little embarrassed to face Olessandro. Both the black smoke and Olessandro's drunken state had something to do with him.

To his surprise, the first thing Olesandro did after waking up was to find him. He was too embarrassed to talk to Olesandro, but Olesandro was looking for him first.

"What the hell was that black smoke?!" Olessandro couldn't wait to ask Angor.

He wanted to ask Laplace, but he didn't dare to. So he had to ask Angor.

Angor saw how agitated Olessandro was and assumed that he was going to get even with him, so he had no choice but to lower his attitude and put all the blame on the box.

Angor briefly explained the situation to Olessandro, focusing on the box's mutation.

Olessandro fell into a daze and didn't speak for a long time.

When he finally regained his senses, the first thing he said was, "Can't the black smoke reappear?"

"Wha?!"

Reappear?!

Do you know what you're talking about?

Both Laplace and Quintera were looking at Olessandro with a puzzled look.

Is there something wrong with this guy's head?



Five minutes later, as Olessandro's voice fell, everyone finally understood why he had said those outrageous words.

In short, Olessandro thought that the tainted Blue Noble Wine was the most delicious thing in the world.

In any case, it was unknown whether it was Olessandro's sense of taste or some other strange reaction, but the Blue Noble Wine that had been contaminated by the foul black fog actually gave off the smell of "new life".

In Olessandro's own words, he felt like he was reborn after drinking the wine. His entire soul was trembling because of it.

It was something Olessandro had never tasted before. Just by smelling it, he could tell that it was something "superior".

When Olessandro crawled out of the crystal page, he immediately sensed his soul trembling.

Even though he knew the Blue Noble Wine was already tainted by the foul mist, he still followed his soul's guidance and took a sip.

And then, he couldn't stop himself.

To Olessandro, this was the most special wine he had ever tasted.

When he woke up, his first thought was to see if he could reappear so that more of the Blue Noble Wine could be fused with the black smoke and become a new type of wine.

Could Olessandro's idea come true?

For now, he couldn't.

The mutation of the box itself was uncontrollable.

Olessandro's mind went blank when he heard about it. Without wine, he felt like he had lost the meaning of life.

However, after this experience, Angor's self-doubt was boosted again. He used to think that he wasn't a good cook, but now it seemed that he was using it in the wrong place.

There might be something wrong with the Mana Bread, but it was better than nothing.

Look at Olessandro. This was the best feedback he could get.

The taste didn't disappear. It just shifted.

From the bread to the wine.

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