The intruders were the Supreme Cult's Havoc Wizards.
He also saw a familiar figure in the middle of the crowd.
It was Saladin.
When the Havoc Wizards entered the shop, most of the apprentices in the shop immediately shut up due to their overwhelming mana. Some of them even took a step back and tried to hide.
The reputation of the Magi who wreaked havoc was notorious throughout the southern region.
Unscrupulous, unreasonable, cold-blooded, and powerful. These were all synonyms for wreaking havoc on adepts.
They entered the shop. Even though the other apprentices didn't know the names of these people, just knowing that they were Adepts who wreaked havoc was enough to scare them witless.
There was a short and stout man who was trying to sneak to the back door and leave the shop.
However, as soon as he opened the door, a knight's rapier came flying at him and sliced through his waist pouch. The items inside the pouch fell to the ground.
The short fat man was startled. He leaned against the wall and watched the black-robed soft-armored man who had thrown out the thin sword walk over.
"What are you doing? I-I … My professor is … "The fat man stammered. He did not know what to say.
The man in black robes walked closer and looked at the fat man whose face was covered in snot. He showed an obvious look of disgust. "How did someone like you become a talent?"
The short fat man didn't dare to answer, and the man didn't do anything drastic either. He took out a white plant that looked like a spider web from the items that had fallen from the short fat man's waist bag.
"Spider Web Grass, from the Abyss Plane. It has a chance to gain intelligence." Another Sorcerer walked over, and a flame rose from his hand. In the next second, the low-grade magic plant was reduced to ashes.
When the short fatty saw this, he didn't dare to say a word.
In the end, the man in black robes kicked his butt. "Get out of here, you piece of trash!"
Being insulted, the short fat man was not angry but happy. He hurriedly got up and ran out of the door.
In the process of running, he overturned an iron cage on the other side. Inside the cage, a young girl with small gray curly hair tripped and fell to the ground. She happened to block the black-robed man in soft armor.
His brows furrowed as he coldly glanced at the young girl.
The girl was only a mortal. She had already been shocked and terrified by the powerful magical aura of the group of destructive adepts when they walked in. Now that she had been glared at by this cold-faced man, her face instantly paled beyond recognition.
The black-robed man squatted down and approached the trembling girl.
Everyone knew how wizards treated mortals. Even if it was an apprentice wizard, they would have a sense of superiority when facing mortals.
Even the cat-eared girl couldn't help but avert her eyes when she saw that a bloody murder was about to happen.
However, the truth was somewhat beyond everyone's expectations.
The man in the black robe and soft armor gently straightened the iron cage and asked the girl in a voice that was obviously lower than when he spoke to the short fatty, "Are you alright?"
The young girl didn't know how to answer. She shook her head in shock.
"It's good that you're okay." The black-robed man manipulated his magic power to straighten the girl's somewhat messy hair, and then bypassed her to go to the other cages.
The sudden gentleness surprised him a little. He did not know what was going on in these people's minds.
"We're here to check for illegal aliens. Don't worry," the black-robed man said in a plain tone.
The Magi who were wreaking havoc at the back spread out and began to examine the otherworldly creatures here.
"Are they all like this?" Angor whispered to the cat-eared girl beside him. The latter looked at him with a confused expression.
"You're asking me?" The girl pointed at herself.
Angor nodded. "Do they usually come here to check for illegal aliens?"
The cat-eared lady glanced at the black-robed men who were inspecting the "goods" unscrupulously and showed a hint of anger. She whispered to Angor in a low voice, "That's right. They come here every once in a while. So annoying."
Angor frowned. "Why are they allowed to do that?" Kirk Street was a "black street", but it was still under the jurisdiction of Floating Mech City. Judging from the number of Rune Detectors and the wizards on duty in the city, Lawson was a stickler for rules. Of course, he wouldn't ignore such an illegal act.
The cat-eared girl looked at Angor in surprise and was about to say something. A pair of black leather boots appeared in front of them, accompanied by the sound of a knight's sword tapping on the ground.
"Why? I'll answer you. "
It was the black-robed man who spoke. He stood in front of Angor without anyone noticing. There was a hint of mockery on his cold face. "Rules? We're relying on its permission. "
The man pointed a finger at the sky.
Angor narrowed his eyes and realized something. "So that's how it is. No wonder Sir Luo Sen turned a blind eye to your actions."
The black-robed man was surprised. The hooded man in front of him was the only one in the shop who didn't feel any fear. He inspected Angor from head to toe and found that the young man was also a level-3 apprentice like himself.
"You —" Before the black-robed man could finish, Saladin's ears suddenly twitched. He looked at Angor and said, "It's you! You broke through already?! "
Angor looked at him. "Saladin, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to see you here."
Saladin was looking at Angor with a terrified expression.
Saladin's frightened expression not only surprised the man but also confused Angor. What was Saladin afraid of?
"Saladin, what's wrong with you?" The black-robed man frowned and pointed at Angor. "Who's he?"
Everyone's attention was now on Angor.
The cat-eared woman was also looking at Angor suspiciously, as if trying to figure out who he was.
Saladin remained silent for a moment before he sent a voice transmission to the black-robed man.
The man seemed to know who Angor was. He thought for a moment and slowly left without saying anything.
The man's attitude made everyone even more curious about Angor's identity. Why did the wizards in the shop show him respect?
Angor was surprised as well, but he saw it clearly. Angor didn't think Sunders was doing this out of respect for him. Sunders must be thinking about Angor's support. Last time, Sunders attacked "Puppet Master" Bogula because of Angor, which made Angor's status in Sunders' mind even more uncertain.
Besides, Sunders was in Floating Mech City. Angor didn't want to risk his life.
After a while, the rampaging Sorcerers seemed to have finished inspecting the Pink Brothel. They did not find any otherworldly creatures and retreated like the tide.
Before they left, he noticed that Saladin's fear was still lingering in Saladin's eyes, which reminded him of the time when he ran into Saladin at the Sea of Purification. When Saladin saw Angor's "Fear of Nightmares", Saladin used a teleport scroll to escape.
The fear on Saladin's face was exactly the same as it was now.
As Saladin disappeared from the shop, Angor sent a telepathic message to Saladin. "Demon? Or the world's consciousness? "
Those were the words that Saladin had muttered before he disappeared. Angor didn't know what Saladin meant, so he decided to test him.
Saladin's pupils shrank when he heard Angor's words.
Then he shivered and disappeared at the end of the street.
…
After the rampaging Magus left, the Pink House remained silent. The customers went back to their cages to pick their favorite items, but there were still people who were sneaking glances at Angor.
The short, fat man who ran away from the shop came back while cursing.
He spoke to the shop assistant beside him, "Hurry up and bring me that half-fox. I'm taking her away today! Also, where's the item I dropped? I'll kill anyone who touches them! "
The pile of things that fell from his waist pouch was actually just a pile of scrap metal. No one touched it.
Not long ago, he didn't even dare to fart in front of the wizards. But when he saw the level-1 apprentices in the shop again, he acted like a big boss.
There were too many people like him in the wizarding world and among mortals.
It was almost impossible for someone like him to become a wizard. As the black-robed man said, it was a waste for someone like him to become a talent.
In order to show off, the short and fat man began to curse the group of Wizards who had left earlier. "Those people can only bully these small shops. Give them ten times the courage, and they won't dare to go to the Sky Auction House to check. There are always otherworldly slaves in the auction, and they don't even know where they came from. Of course they won't. "
"And they say they're working for the world's consciousness? It's all about strength. They're still cowards when faced with a wizard!"
Although his words were crude, his reasoning was not crude.
Indeed, those people only dared to cause trouble in small shops. Not even the black-robed bishop of the Supreme Cult would dare to go to the Sky Auction. Such was the power of Floating Mech City.
Another customer chimed in, "I don't think they would even dare to go to Pierre's shop, let alone a wizard."
No one continued the topic, but Angor's curiosity was piqued.
"Why don't they dare to go to Pierre's shop? Is there a wizard guarding his shop?" Angor looked at the cat-eared girl who had been silent all this time.
If there was a wizard guarding Pierre's shop, why would he go to the Depth Gathering to advertise his shop?
The woman was not being polite to Angor at first. However, after what happened with the wizards, she seemed to have realized that Angor was not an ordinary person. She spoke with more respect, "No. Pierre's Punk Marketplace doesn't have a wizard guarding it, and he's not that strong himself. But his' goods' are quite strong. Those wizards won't dare to attack his shop."
Angor was still a little confused after listening to the woman's explanation.
Although Lucien did not know why Pierre's shop was saved by the "goods" she was talking about, it seemed that he had to visit Pierre's shop if he wanted to find a slave from another world on this street.
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