"What do you think? What do you think of my suggestion? "
She sent the spell model to Angele after giving him some advice.
Several minutes later, Angele walked to the edge of the road and looked at the carriages that were approaching him at full speed.
A tall man wearing a gray raincoat was standing by the river. He was wearing a gray hood, and his face could not be seen clearly. He just stood alone by the river, quietly looking at the rushing yellow river in front of him.
"Where are your guards? How did you get hurt? " Angele felt something was wrong. He only aimed at the two horses and the carriages. He did not use too much force when he slashed at them. However, the metal talent automatically exerted its power, and the effect was at most to repel the opponent and destroy his talent force field.
Angele opened the box and saw a piece of black cloth covering his chest.
Everything would be fine as long as he could survive. The only thing that mattered now was the young wizard's attitude.
Angele raised his broadsword and slashed down.
"No problem," the man responded in a light tone.
* Ta Ta Ta *
The red-hot blade burned the man's flesh as it cut open the wound.
His face was pale and his chest was sunken. It seemed like he was going to die.
The old man rubbed his right arm.
He raised his head, and the cold raindrops hit his face, making him feel cold. He took a deep breath of the cold and humid air. Angele felt refreshed.
Beside a small river in the suburbs near the airport. Between the emerald green lawns, there was a two-meter-wide yellow river that flowed rapidly.
A black shadow instantly flew out of the carriage and fiercely blocked the broadsword. The sound of metal clashing rang out.
The raindrops landed on the tip of the sword and burned it. White steam rose into the air.
The rain was getting heavier. The rain was so heavy that Angele could barely see anything more than ten meters away. His sight was blurry.
He entered the study and saw a black suitcase behind the door. He walked to it and opened it carefully. A blue light flashed in his eyes, and a wave of mental power immediately enveloped the entire box, isolating it from any other possible mental probing.
The two black horses struggled on the grass and neighed. Bright red blood slowly flowed down from their bodies and was quickly diluted by the rain.
* CHI *
"Enchanted weapons are not powerful. If you want a powerful enchanted weapon, you need high-quality materials. Enchantment is usually used as a support. Suit yourself. The more troublesome part about enchantment was that it needed to be charged. If it could be matched with the charging array in the glyph array, it would be better. This was the origin of most magic artifacts. Good magic artifacts are never disposable, "Henn said in a sarcastic tone," Based on your enchantment skills, if you don't study talisman formations, you will be able to defeat me. Even if the enchantment is successful, it's just a waste of raw materials. "
The voice stopped abruptly.
Angele checked the potions in the box and took out a test tube filled with green liquid from the top right corner. He placed it in front of his eyes and shook it lightly.
"Henn?" Angele tried to call her name, but she did not respond.
Raindrops the size of beans hit the surface of the river, incessantly stirring up splashes. The grass on both sides of the road was also trembling due to the heavy rain.
In the curtain of rain, a greyish-white carriage was being pulled forward by two galloping black horses. There was no coachman. The wooden carriage rattled as it rolled.
Blue light dots flashed in front of Angele's eyes as he walked to the carriage.
A low voice reached his ears.
"Let's talk about that later. No one can become a master in one day. I need to finish the engraving of the high temperature spell first. "Angele was not angry at all.
Therefore, he accepted a hunting mission from the Dark Wizard Tower's base. He wanted to test the results. The target was a wizard from a foreign family who came to the airship to purchase goods.
Under the black cloth, there were countless potion tubes. The liquid inside the tubes had different colors, such as red, blue, yellow, and so on. It was a riot of colors.
The wheels of the carriage were moving fast and it seemed like they were moving fast.
The blue light dots in his eyes dimmed down.
"I didn't expect to fail," the old man muttered in a low voice. He then coughed twice.
"You killed them all," the old man responded in a deep voice. "Young man, how much did they pay you to kill me? I'll pay you double the amount they offered! As long as you let me pass, what do you think? "
* CLANG *
However …
"Engrave the high temperature spell model and wait for your mind and body to adapt to the environment. Next, it was almost time to set off with Mingularotte and the others. I don't have much time left. I need to analyze the bloodline I got from the Nightmare Realm. "Angele calculated the time. He closed the box and hid it again. He then set up some energy particles to alert him.
* BAM *
The rainwater and air around the person in the front seemed to distort automatically, and a strange and enormous aura constantly spread around him.
The wizard was not strong. He gave up after failing to improve himself and started his family business. However, he was accompanied by a few guys with rich combat experience.
"I'm going to try to craft an enchanted weapon. Do you have any suggestions? "Angele asked as he activated the biochip.
Angele removed the black cloth carefully. Suddenly, a colorful halo was reflected on his face.
The black shadow was blown away by the impact and rolled on the ground. It was an old man in a black robe. The old man's face, eyes, and nostrils were bleeding profusely, and he looked exceptionally frightening.
* BOOM *
The sky was dark and gloomy.
The tip of the sword began to turn red and emit hot air.
"I'll tell you when I wake up. It's still early." Henn was silent this time. It seemed like she consumed a lot of energy.
The heavy rain pattered on the overturned carriage, but there was no movement from inside.
Angele narrowed his eyes and got up from the bed. He opened the door and walked to the reading room.
He stood up and walked to a laboratory downstairs.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a horse galloping on the road.
He didn't want Henn to discover the potions in his chest. There was a bloodline potion from the Nightmare Realm hidden inside. He was not sure if Henn could recognize the bloodline potion.
"It seems like I'm lucky. I need to finish this before the others arrive. "He did not care about the price.
"You … I'll give you three times the price! Three times … "The old man was surprised. He shouted.
"High temperature spell? I'm sure you'll choose this one. "She was not surprised at all. "This is the detailed spell model. You already know the basic knowledge. Go get it yourself. "
Suddenly, his right hand, which was hidden under the grey raincoat, lit up with a white light.
Angele was satisfied with the result. He bent down and took a black leather pouch from the old man's waist. This was the evidence he needed for the mission.
"75 degrees?" After a brief analysis, the fusion of the metal talent, coupled with the influence of his own physical fitness, stacked with his terrifying strength, the power unleashed was about 75 degrees.
At this moment, the sound of galloping hooves could be faintly heard from the distant road. Two men in black cloaks were riding on brown horses and they were heading to Angele at full speed.
The broadsword easily cut off half of the old man's head.
"Alright, I have a level 2 spell here. It's perfect for your Talent Field." It seemed like Henn just remembered something. "I'll need to rest for a while after I finish the transfer of the level 2 spell. It's all up to you now. I'm not full of energy like that old witch Arisma. You'll have to learn it yourself after you join the Elemental Hand. "
"Master Henn?"
"It's around 3 pm. Green, hide your energy particles."
A silver hilt appeared under Angele's raincoat. He held the hilt with his right hand and calmed down.
He lowered his head and glanced at his right arm. It was burnt black. The enchanted armband given to him by a family elder was now completely broken into several pieces.
Angele swung the broadsword in his hand. The blade was longer than his body.
A ray of silver light was released from Angele's hand and the carriage in front of him was hit by the silver light. The carriage rolled several times on the grass like a toy box and slowly stopped. * PA * The carriage sank into a puddle.
And now, it was time to test out the effect of the newly fused Talent Field.
"Alright." Angele closed the connection with his right hand.
Over the past few days, he had spent more than ten days, and after dozens of attempts, he had finally succeeded in engraving a high-temperature mental model on the first crystal.
"Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?" Angele questioned.
He narrowed his eyes, turned around, and walked to the carriage.
Inside the carriage, there was a bald man in a green leather suit. The man was spitting out blood and was stuck in a crack of the carriage.
Angele turned his head around and looked at the carriage. He could only see a gray shadow moving through the rain.
Angele figured out how Henn collected information and he also learned how she sensed the outside world when she was in a deep sleep.
It wasn't until the sky outside the window that Henn slowly woke up.
He raised his head and stared at Angele's face.
The broadsword was more than two meters long. The tip of the sword was wider than the other parts of the body. The burning red tip of the sword was eye-catching in the rain.
Angele stared at the two for a second. He had a strange expression on his face, then he turned around and disappeared into the rain.
The eyes of their horses shone with a faint scarlet light. The muscles on their bodies were bulging and it looked strange.
* HUA *
The river flowed slowly between the airport and the city. From afar, one could vaguely see pedestrians and knights in raincoats hurrying past on the road by the river.
The heavy rain all over the sky made a fine sound. The whole sky was covered with water vapor.
The noise made by the horses was getting closer and closer. The noise made by the horses in the puddles was mixed with the noise made by the rain.
About ten days later …
There was still no response.
Angele couldn't help but take a step back.
"There are two other groups of people who accepted the mission. You need to hurry up, "the voice continued.
Even his own Innate Forcefield was completely shattered. It would take him several years to recover from the damage.
Angele walked to the cursed scimitar and returned it to the back of his belt. He raised his right hand and a silver broadsword appeared in his hand.
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