As expected, it didn't take long for the other party to notice him.
Turin was wearing a dark red cloak. Only his head was exposed, and his short red hair was standing on end. There was a strange smile on his face.
There was a long, curved sword beside the old man's body. He was wearing a black leather armor that was full of scars.
"Thank you for remembering me, master." Turin was one of the elites that came to Angele.
"Haha, we're going to die anyway. Let's fight!" A girl in a red dress was losing control of her emotions. There was a hint of madness in her eyes.
"Master Purple Eye, why are you still talking to them? Since they're blocking your way, I'll kill them for you. What do you think?" Turin licked his lips, and his red eyes were filled with flames.
There were no engravings on the carriage. It was pure black. The coachman was a short old man with white hair. He was holding a whip in his hand, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep.
"The bandits are robbing us. Let's wait for them to finish their business first," Angele said in a light tone. It had been a week since he left the mansion, and he had been on his way to the Blue Gold Cave without stopping. However, he encountered many bandits along the way.
There was no need for him to shoot arrows, as the arrows on the ground proved everything. None of the arrows did anything to the bandits. They could not even leave a mark on the bearded man's body.
It was said that the bearded man liked to eat raw children's livers because they could be regenerated. It was said that the bearded man kept a large group of children and harvested their livers every once in a while.
* PA *
The curtain on the side of the carriage was lifted, and a man with a pale face appeared.
A black carriage was being pulled by four unicorns, and it was moving forward slowly.
"Victoria is waiting for you," Turin said with a smile. "We're looking forward to the interesting life you'll lead."
"The Sand Storm Group is working here. Friend, can you wait for ten minutes for me? I'll be your friend. " He was confident that the man who dared to walk toward so many bandits was not a weakling. He might even be an official wizard. However, even if they were official Magi, it wasn't like they didn't have acolytes in their team. Plus, he was a Grand Knight, a group of highly qualified subordinates, and they had enchanted weapons in their hands. Even official Sorcerers had to be wary of them.
"That's what I promised you, right?" Angele chuckled. Turin was one of the three leaders of his subordinates.
Angele glanced at the bandits in front of him and was about to open his mouth.
Amidst the endless sea of green trees, a greyish-white path snaked forward, occasionally extending into small forks. Like the veins of the earth.
All of a sudden, a group of bandits separated from the encircling bandits and headed towards them. The leader was the one with the scar over his left eye.
Angele thought they would stop soon, but he didn't expect them to be so slow. They were playing tricks on the road.
There were corpses and puddles of blood everywhere on the ground, and the thick stench of blood permeated the air. A small portion of them were bandits, but most of them were escorts.
"Don't worry, I'll go there myself." A deep male voice came from inside the carriage.
The leader was a black-skinned, bare-chested man. He stood to the side with his arms crossed. There was a long scar on his face that went past his left eye. It was like a centipede that kept trembling with his smile. It looked very creepy.
The laughter lasted for more than ten minutes, but it showed no signs of stopping.
"I still remember you because of the reason you gave me." Angele smiled. "I'm glad that you came to greet me before we even arrived."
The carriage was moving forward at a moderate speed. The wheels of the carriage crushed some small rocks and the bushes on the side of the road were shaking. It seemed like some small animals were scared by the noise.
* CHI CHI CHI *
Angele stared at the man.
Angele smiled after hearing the man's words. He turned his head to the other side of the forest. There was a fork in the road there, and they could faintly see the road ahead on the right, where an exceptionally intense battle was taking place.
The man narrowed his right eye and the smile on his face disappeared after seeing that Angele was the only one walking toward him.
The man was a talented wizard from a wizard organization, but he realized that his family and organization could no longer meet his needs after years of training in the mountains. However, he believed that his father, teachers, and other wizards were stronger than him since he was a kid. The reason why he could not defeat Angele was that he wanted to hide his strength. Thus, in order to obtain more knowledge and force out stronger Knowledge Witchcraft, he decided to kill in a simulated battle.
The man's eyes were glowing red and looked like high-quality red crystals. It was sparkling and translucent, exceptionally clear.
Suddenly, a large group of red shadows flew out of the man's feet and turned into a human shape above the bandits' heads. The human figure quickly took shape, and with a whoosh, it was as if a dark red cloak had been removed, revealing the true face underneath.
The man looked like a vicious beast. He joined the Dark Wizard Tower to pursue a more exciting and dangerous life. He became even crazier after learning about the Dark Wizard Tower's plan.
There was a dark red wound on the neck of the corpse in his hand, and it was bleeding profusely. The girl's eyes were wide open and her body was twitching. There was no light in her eyes.
Most of the bandits were holding scimitars and crossguard swords. Some of them were even wearing broken armors.
"They killed all the men and left us alone. Their goal is clear. We can't give up on ourselves even if we have to," one of the female warriors spoke in a firm tone.
"Something's happening. Ham, stop the carriage and wait for the situation to pass," he spoke in a calm tone.
Angele stood at the edge of the circle and slowly walked toward the bandits. One of the bandits noticed him before he could get close to them.
"Beard, what else are you going to do next?" the man shouted.
"Also, father will survive as long as he receives proper treatment! We can't give up, we have to buy some time! "the female warrior encouraged the man.
The man landed on the ground and bowed to Angele.
Several people in gray robes with white bandages on their heads were fighting against a caravan that was protecting three carriages. The sounds of fighting, screams of agony, and laughter were mixed together, creating a very chaotic scene.
The bandits were looking at the women and children in the caravan with malicious expressions on their faces. They surrounded the caravan and left no gaps.
* HUA *
"Yes, master." The coachman was not nervous at all. It seemed like he was used to the behavior of the passengers. "This is the fourth time, right? The world is getting more and more chaotic. If you didn't come here yourself, I wouldn't have come here. "
The two female warriors in the caravan looked angry and sad as they stared at the girl's body in the man's hand. However, they could only hold their scimitars and bows tightly and aim at the man.
The gloomy sky didn't have a single ray of sunlight. A cold wind blew past, faintly carrying a hint of chill.
They were already taking a huge risk by disguising themselves and they could not afford to let anything happen to them. Angele spoke in a gentle tone, he was not as violent as he used to be.
They were the only two people in the Tarry River area who joined the Dark Wizard Tower based on their abilities. They had no background and they were able to join the Dark Wizard Tower on their own.
At this moment, all the hopes of the dozen or so women were focused on the white-haired old man lying flat on the ground in the circle formed by the carriages. His face was twisted and hideous.
"Yes, as long as father wakes up, we'll have hope," one of the female warriors said in a deep tone.
"Ham, wait for me here."
It was a young man with a handsome face.
He lowered the curtain and stopped looking at the situation outside. He grabbed a long wand that was placed horizontally in the carriage.
He killed his father and teacher, but he found out that they were no match for him.
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the side of the bandits.
The noise in the front was getting weaker and weaker. The bandits formed a circle around the caravan, it seemed like they were watching something interesting. Bursts of laughter could be heard.
Angele nodded and slowly walked forward with the wand in his hand. He could see some red hair under his long black robe.
He put one of his hands on the window and looked at the forest on the side of the road.
Ever since then, Turin's mentality became strange and he became a psychopath. After that, in a battle with the Sorcerers, he slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people in a small border city. From then on, his reputation soared and he became a wanted criminal by all the Sorcerers in the central region.
He did not plan to hide himself. He just walked to the caravan quietly.
The door opened and Angele jumped out of the carriage. He held the black wand in his hand and put on the hood of his black robe.
"You're Turin?"
In the encirclement, a burly man with a long black beard was dragging the head of a girl's corpse with one hand. He was laughing with his head raised, and his chest was covered with scarlet blood.
"Who's there?!"
"Master, we'll arrive at the Blue Gold Cave in three days. I'll have to send you to the edge of the cave," the coachman yawned and spoke in a loud voice.
However, Angele was not interested in these things. He always waited for the bandits to finish their business before heading to the edge of the cave. He did not want to attract attention this time.
Three red carriages formed a triangle in the front of the caravan. It blocked the gray-clothed bandits on the outside, while inside the triangle was a group of helpless women and children.
"No problem, Master." Master. "Ham grinned, revealing his white teeth. The man had to be a strong person since he dared to follow Angele on such a long journey.
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