Diablo glanced around and saw that the black-haired woman was no longer breathing. He couldn't tell if she was dead or alive.
"You didn't expect to die here either, did you?" "It's all your fault, Angor." Diablo looked at Angor with a sad expression. "You're the one who got us killed today."
Diablo didn't mind the fact that Angor didn't kill him on purpose. If Angor didn't do it on purpose, the contract might not even be triggered. Diablo's death today was in vain.
Diablo's breath was getting weaker and weaker. He could sense that there was a black hole in his forehead. Once his soul passed through this black hole, he would die … He was trying his best to resist it. He refused to bow down to the black hole.
Just as Diablo thought he was about to die, a light barrier suddenly appeared and covered him.
The barrier blocked all the tornadoes and high pressure outside. Diablo collapsed on the ground, while the black-haired woman beside him fell down from the wall.
Diablo gasped for air. "Ahhh … Ahhh … I'm saved!"
Diablo stretched out his arms and legs. He didn't care about the blood on the ground anymore. He simply lay down and let his body slowly recover from the high pressure.
When he felt better, he slowly got up and tried to check on the black-haired woman. Since he was still alive, he needed to figure out a way to leave Dark Castle. The black-haired woman was their only hope.
But before he could do so, he smelled the aroma of wine coming from the horizon.
Diablo turned around and saw a group of black and white butterflies flying toward him. The butterflies formed an elegant woman in front of him.
"Madame Butterfly." Diablo hurriedly stood up and bowed to Madame Butterfly. Seeing this Magnate appear, he basically understood that the light barrier that protected them must have come from this Magnate. "Thank you for saving us, Lord."
"I wouldn't have saved you if it wasn't an accident." Felicia glanced at Diablo with a cold expression. "But I didn't expect you to be such a troublemaker."
Diablo looked a little embarrassed. "It's not my fault. I had nothing to do with it. He decided to make it himself."
Under the pressure of the wizards, Diablo betrayed his teammate without hesitation.
Felicia sneered. "Tell me. Who's the one who's causing trouble right now? Which master alchemist's disciple was he, Kusiluo? Or Mithra? "
Diablo hesitated. "His name is Angor, but I don't know who he is."
There was no way Felicia would believe that. Someone who dared to break into Dark Castle to save Diablo must have a deep connection with him. She waved her sleeves, and a butterfly with black and white patterns fluttered and landed on Diablo's shoulder.
As the butterfly landed, Diablo's entire body froze. Other than his eyeballs, which were still moving, the rest of his body was completely frozen.
"His name, he said it was Angor."
"I don't know who he is. He said he's from Brute Cavern. Nothing else."
"Who is his mentor?" "I don't know either."
Felicia frowned. She had used a spell to talk to Diablo's mind, so he should be telling the truth. But Diablo's information was too strange. Brute Cavern? It was indeed a powerful wizard organization, but did they have any powerful alchemists?
Felicia thought for a while. Could it be Leona, the Rose Crown? But Leona was not a master alchemist. If Felicia remembered correctly, Leona's main field of alchemy was Apothecary, a very rare branch of Apothecary called Fragrance Crafting.
But Felicia couldn't think of any other alchemist in Brute Cavern apart from Leona.
Speaking of Brute Cavern, Felicia also thought of "Phantom Master" Sunders Igulo. Is he Sunders' student? His illusions are pretty good too. Is he Sunders' student?
Felicia shook her head. If Sunders recruited a new alchemy genius, the news would be spread all over the southern wizarding region, whether it was in the gossip magazines or on the grapevine. She had never heard of the name "Angor" before, so she didn't think Sunders had anything to do with him.
Felicia planned to learn more about Angor's identity so that she could have a good excuse when Angor's mentor came looking for her. He did not expect the apprentice named Angor to be a nameless person.
What a pity.
Felicia regretted shutting down the portal. If she knew Angor had nothing to do with Puppet Master, she would have forced him to stay in Candy House no matter what.
But now, Angor had played a bad card.
Felicia looked at the spot where the gray aura was gathering and sighed in disappointment. Crafting an item that could suppress the undead here was really a stinky hand.
When Felicia thought Angor was going to die because of the omen, she saw Angor's expression. The clumps of black-grey aura suddenly flowed and slowly shrank.
Felicia's real body was still at the gate of Dark Castle. She looked up at the sky. The aura above her head was getting stronger and stronger. Why is the source of the omen getting weaker? Felicia wondered.
Could it be that this elementary student could really survive such an omen?
That was a little impossible! Based on the strength of the abnormal signs in the outside world, even with her strength, she did not have absolute confidence in getting through this abnormal sign. How could an apprentice survive the omen?
Felicia couldn't figure it out, but she already knew what was happening.
The black aura around Angor was getting weaker and fainter. More importantly, the cloud of souls in the sky was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The cloud of souls was shrinking, but its aura was getting stronger. Felicia couldn't even look at it directly.
Felicia watched as the ghost cloud in the sky shrank into a dark soul.
The soul was about three meters tall, and she couldn't see its face clearly. She had a pair of large bull horns on her head, a pair of black wings, and a black trident in her hand.
Just the silhouette alone made her look like a female demon from the abyss.
As soon as the soul appeared, it roared and suppressed all the undead creatures in the Black Forest. They were crying, but it was different from their previous sobs. This time, they were crying out of fear. That was because the level of their souls was countless times higher than theirs, and they were showing off their status.
Felicia's heart raced when she saw the strange soul.
In terms of strength, this strange dark soul might not be as strong as her. However, it wasn't because of the soul's power. It was because of the energy ripples coming from the soul.
These energy ripples carried the power of the world's consciousness.
If she wasn't mistaken, there was another name for this power — Mystery.
This was a Mystery World, a Mystery power, and a Mystery Soul!
Felicia turned around and looked at Angor's alchemy field with glowing eyes. Was she going to witness the birth of a Mystery item today?!
If that was the case, she had to get her hands on it no matter what.
Every Mystery item had its own special rules. Some of the laws could even bypass the basic laws. It was clear how terrifying mysterious objects were.
There was only one Mystery item in the entire Candy House. It was the "Butterfly Spirit" in her hand. If she could get her hands on another Mystery item, the Gourmet Wizards in her organization would become even more powerful.
If the Mystery Item could really be born, she would not only take the Mystery Item away, but also the person who made it. An apprentice alchemist could refine a mysterious item that many master alchemists could not refine. Just this reason alone was enough for her to make the decision to kidnap him.
While Felicia's heart raced and her face was filled with anticipation …
Suddenly, a clear male voice came out from the black gas.
"Done!"
The two syllables seemed to carry some kind of magical power. The powerful Mystery soul in the sky shrieked in pain and began to disintegrate. All the remaining Mystery energy quickly fell into B9 of Dark Castle.
The Mystery energy slowly returned to Angor's body.
At the same time, the dark cloud around Angor slowly disappeared, revealing his figure. Angor was holding a strange, streamlined silver weapon in one hand. His eyes were shining brightly as he moved his fingers in a rhythmic manner as if he was playing a piano. All the Mystery energy followed his command and went into the silver weapon.
"He's still alive! He really survived the omen?! And the Mystery item is coming out! " Felicia was overjoyed. She didn't want to think about how Angor survived the omen. All her attention was on the silver weapon.
Felicia didn't try to hide her excitement. Therefore, Diablo, who was standing at the side, heard it too. At first, he was dumbfounded. Then, a look of shock flashed across his eyes. The shock slowly spread, and in the end, he even opened his mouth wide. His eyes were glazed over, and his face was full of surprise. He was like a comedian in a pantomime.
"Mystery item? Angor? You're kidding, right? " Diablo felt like he was a small boat in a stormy sea. He went through so much trouble and fell into the abyss. When Felicia finally brought him back to the surface of the sea, he was scared by Angor's Mystery item and fell into the air.
This kind of mental journey made him feel as if he was in a dream. Or was he already dead? Was this all an illusion?
As more Mystery energy was poured into the weapon, the silver weapon glowed brighter and brighter.
Just when everyone thought that the mysterious object was about to be born, a gentle female voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears from an unknown place.
"You stole Dark Castle's treasures without permission. Even if it's a serious illness, it's still not yours. You used it to earn your reputation as the Mystery Alchemist. Don't you think that's a bit inappropriate? "
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