Angele's attributes had reached a terrifying level. Normal wizards would not be able to hear the voice, but it sounded like Angele was talking right next to his ears.
The woman had a serious expression on her face as she whipped the man who was being hung. She finally stopped after several minutes.
The four horses slowly stopped as well.
* PA *
It was the result of the bloodline modification. Angele had created a new bloodline in the Nightmare Realm. His hair was like his arm and he could control it freely.
Mariana was a bit scared, but she did not move away.
"Finally, it's done." Angele rubbed his long hair and rested for a while. He then closed his eyes and started practicing the Molten Core River.
* WOO * * WOO *
The man and the woman turned their heads around.
A piece of flesh was torn off the man's face. Blood flowed down his chin, neck, and chest.
"Who's there?!"
Angele walked to the woman and searched her body. He took out a small crystal bottle, sniffed it, and put it into his pouch.
"I don't know what treasure it is." The man was hanging on the tree, but there was no expression of pain on his face. He was talking in a calm tone, it almost felt like his body was not the one being hit.
Two horses galloped past the carriage, one in front and one behind. Suddenly, a sweet fragrance slowly permeated the carriage.
Angele quickly checked the memory of the past decades.
Angele caught the item and looked at it. It was a black ball with a slit in the middle.
There was a girl with long hair curled up beside the ball. She was about 11 or 12 years old and her white clothes were soaked in blood. The girl was wearing a white robe that was soaked in blood.
For a long time, his Metal Talent had not been able to perfectly merge with his Ancient Bloodline abilities, such as illusions. This time, he found inspiration from the Sky Lock.
"The powder inside is about the size of a fingernail, but it's enough for one person. I suggest you leave now." The woman sounded angry.
Angele's long hair looked like it was made of blood under the light of the campfire. Angele's silver skin made him look even more strange.
Angele turned around and left the campfire after the two disappeared into the darkness.
Standing in the darkness, he scanned his surroundings and immediately headed toward the small forest in the direction of the sound. At the same time, he retracted his aura and spiritual energy.
With a cracking sound, a layer of blue light was instantly pierced through, and the woman's waist was directly broken from the middle. His entire body bent into a strange posture as he flew out. He rolled a few times on the ground before he stopped moving.
"This medicine is my family's secret medicine …" The woman became more and more fearful.
"Do you know a girl named Anselm?" Angele looked at the girl on the ground and questioned in a calm tone.
"Let's go," Angele interrupted.
In the small forest, next to a pile of yellow bonfire, a man was hung on a tree branch. His hands were tied, his upper body naked, and he only wore a pair of white silk trousers, which were already covered in blood.
"Antidote?" The woman was slightly taken aback. She seemed to recall something. "You were in that carriage just now?"
The man jumped down from the tree, untied the rope, and immediately ran to the little girl's side and squatted down. He carefully carried the little girl in his arms and stood up.
Angele blinked his eyes, opened the door, and jumped down. The coachman was sleeping soundly on the seat.
The little girl in his arms raised her head and stared at Angele over the man's shoulder. Her eyes were clear, and it seemed like she was trying to imprint Angele's image in her mind.
"Child?" Angele was a bit surprised, but he quickly recovered. "I didn't expect …" He did not finish the sentence, but remained silent.
"Alright, you should leave now. Someone is coming. "Angele sighed, raised his hand, and rubbed the little girl in the man's arms.
"This poison …" Blue light dots flashed in front of Angele's eyes. "It's a hypnotic effect, but it's harmless. However, if I sniff it for a long time, the enemy will lose their ability to resist. It's probably the work of those two riders, and it doesn't work on horses. "
Angele rubbed the girl's face, and some faint green light surrounded her body. The girl's wounds were healed.
Angele's sight fell upon the girl's face, and he was surprised.
Angele leaned to the side and kicked the woman's waist.
He stepped forward, and the branches and leaves under his feet made some noise.
Lyn, on the other hand, tilted her head and leaned against the carriage motionlessly, as if she had fallen asleep.
The man nodded and walked to the forest quickly with the girl in his arms. His attributes were good, and there was a white glow around his body, which meant that he was a formal knight.
Angele sniffed the air and pressed on the carriage, leaving a dark red handprint on it. His energy particles were still on the surface of the handprint. He then followed the smell and started moving forward.
It was late at night, and it was dark outside the window.
Angele had already combined all the research he had done and created his own unique fighting style.
He still remembered the time when he bought the Queen's Cube from the caravan and the girl was singing beside the Ness River. The beautiful girl was still engraved in his mind after so many years.
"You're so greedy. The Poisonous Dragon Perfume is a secret potion of my family, and I can't give it to anyone. I'll give it to you, but do you dare to take it?! "
The faint sound of whipping came from a small forest on a plain in the distance.
The woman's expression changed.
Angele's expression changed. He was about to say something, but he suddenly felt suffocated. White and green light flashed around his body, and the suffocating feeling slowly disappeared after about ten seconds.
After chasing for a few kilometers, they soon saw two horses lying on the road in front of them. They were already dead, and their blood was flowing all over the ground, giving off faint steam.
In the middle of the night, there was not much light in the front or back of the car. Apart from the light in the carriage, everything else was dark.
Angele chuckled. "Do you really think I'd go this far if it wasn't for the potion?"
Illusion, Illusory Sound, Metal Innate Talent, High Temperature, and the binding effect of Sky Lock. If it was paired with a highly toxic potion …
The carriage slowly came to a stop. It was quiet outside.
The little girl on the side moaned and turned over. Her loose hair immediately moved aside, revealing a pale and delicate face.
"Milord? Did you go after the person who gave you the knockout drug? "Lyn seemed to still be a little dizzy and gently rubbed her temples.
"My Poisonous Dragon Fragrance smells good, right? Tell me, where's that bitch? How dare she steal the family's treasure? I shouldn't have let that woman into my family. This guy, Lyons, this damned lowly stray bitch, was actually able to catch his eye! I think it's a good idea to let him die on a woman's bed. "
Lyn would not be able to wake up anytime soon.
Angele and Lyn woke up from the meditation at the same time.
* PA *
Angele's hair was modified with metal strings and was coated with poison that could resist high temperature. Also, his hair could turn into red metal strings before attacking, and the effects of Petrification and Illusory Sound could be enhanced.
"You still dare to lie to me!!" The woman lashed out with the whip again, ruthlessly lashing him again.
Angele had two enchanted items with him, but none of them were able to remove the poisonous gas. If he did not have an ancient bloodline and had a high resistance to the poison, he would have been killed by the gas as well.
The woman's expression changed. * CHI * She drew her dagger and charged at Angele.
Angele pursed his lips into a smile.
He had no idea how long had passed, but he heard the sound of horses galloping outside the window.
He raised his right hand and released a ray of red light, cutting the rope that tied the man to the tree.
Lyn returned to the carriage. Surprisingly, she was not affected by the poison and had already woken up. However, it was understandable. If a rank 2 wizard could be drugged so easily, the resistance of a rank 2 wizard would be useless.
"Ugh …"
"Master, thank you for saving us." There was no expression on the man's face, but he sounded excited. Angele felt that something was wrong. "I'm sorry, master. I can't make any facial expressions for some reason." The man walked to Angele with the girl in his arms and bowed to Angele. "Master, do you know Anselm?"
Time passed minute by minute.
"Her name is Mariana, she's Anselm's daughter," the man responded in a low voice.
"Thank you, master." The man bowed again. "If we can survive …"
The woman narrowed her eyes and stared at Angele for a while. She took out a small ball from her pouch and threw it to the man.
"I brought the antidote back. Give it to the coachman. It's about the size of a fingernail. Let's continue our journey after you wake up. " Angele handed the antidote ball to Lyn and checked the crystal bottle in his hand. "I didn't expect to find something on the way back. I should do some research on this antidote."
"I met her about ten years ago. What's your relationship with her?" Angele looked at the girl. The girl's face was the same as Anselm's.
Although the injuries on his body were not completely healed, it was no longer a hindrance for him to fight.
More importantly, his hair could be retracted and lengthened.
"I don't want my friend to sleep for several months. Give it to me, the antidote. "Angele walked to the woman slowly.
The woman had a slim waist and long legs. It seemed like she had taken good care of herself. However, the bloody whip in her hand completely destroyed her enchanting and sexy temperament.
Angele stood in the shadow and watched the woman interrogate the man. However, she did not get any useful information out of him. He was a bit impatient.
Angele raised his head and his long, blood-red hair slowly reached the bottom of the table. It looked like the hair was alive and was spreading to all directions.
"Also, give me some of that Poisonous Dragon Incense. I didn't expect it to have such a strong effect. I want to do some research on it. "
"Give me the antidote." Angele glanced at the man and his sight fell upon the woman.
This was a kind of pure beauty. He remembered that the girl's name was Anselm. The face of the girl on the ground looked exactly the same as the girl he met.
He felt like he had seen her face somewhere before.
* PA * * PA * * PA *
By the campfire, a woman with an ordinary face was whipping the man with a long black whip in her hand. Every lash of the whip would bring out a pool of blood.
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