"Have you forgotten this?" said Ingres, revealing the bracelet on his wrist. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I almost forgot, your invisibility ability...... It's almost wizard-level invisibility. Not even the old witch could find anyone, let alone the apprentices. Shadow nodded, and quipped with a smile, "I think you can hide until the end simply by relying on invisibility." It seems that I'm worried about you in vain. ”

The Shadows spoke of Isabella, and Angel remembered Grea of Castle Black. Now that Isabel has returned to the Southern Regions, it is already a well-known thing, and Grea should not expose herself to the whirlpool, she should have left now, right?

Angel asked about Castle Black, but Shadow looked puzzled and said, "It stands to reason that Isabel's return will make Castle Black attract everyone's attention, but I don't know why, the news of Castle Black is very vague." I asked a lot of people, but they didn't know what happened to Castle Black. Later, I went to ask Sabo-sama, but he didn't get any news. Both Lord Isabel and the old witch seemed to be isolated from the outside world. ”

"Grea-sama, though, should have left. Because I received news that Mistress Felicia has returned to the Butterfly Tavern, and not long ago, the Butterfly Tavern flew to Sky Mechanical City. ”

Felicia will definitely leave with Grea as well. Angel only needed to know that Grea was safe now, so he didn't ask too much.

The two chatted for a while, and the shadow explained in detail the characteristics and combat power estimates of the genius students of the various organizations who came this time, and then stopped.

"I remember you said earlier, you seem to have something to do with me, too?" asked the Shadow.

Angel nodded, "I want you to help me inquire about someone." ”

......

Not long after the Shadow left, someone sent an address.

- "Muhara Bar, 93 Champagne Road." ”

After Ingres wrote down the address, wrapped in a black cloak with a large hood, he went out the door.

Putting on his hood and hiding his face in the darkness, Ingres followed the map drawn by the shadows and walked to Champagne Road in the main town.

This time, he clearly felt the tension on the street. Not to mention the increase in the number of magic eyes floating in the air, just the decrease in the number of mortals on the road and the increase in the number of unidentified wizard apprentices can be seen.

There is still more than half a month before the opening of the Purification Garden, and the Mechanical City has entered the martial law stage. In the past, it was not possible to unleash offensive abilities in the main city, but now as long as someone uses extraordinary abilities in the main city, whether it is defensive, offensive or supportive, they will be monitored by the magic eye.

If someone has a conflict, they will be taken away directly by the guard apprentice.

Under such strict defense, Angels thought that the security in the city would be much safer. But in fact, at this stage of Ingres's journey to the Champagne Road, he found several conflicts.

Most of them are just verbal conflicts, but the guard apprentices don't care if you have a quarrel or not, and they don't ask questions when they come up, they just take them away.

But there are also real battles...... For example, a cross street not far from Ingres suddenly erupted into a conflict.

Ingres had never seen both sides of the battle, but the unbridled magic aura showed that the two sides were not easy to mess with.

Standing on the left was a four-meter-tall man, covered in large, hideous, vein-covered muscles. He was naked on the upper half of his body, surrounded by a leather skirt of a primitive tribe, and his face was covered with a totem carved veil.

The most peculiar thing is that on the shoulders of the big man, sits a girl in a crop top dress in the same primitive tribal style. The girl's face was lovely, with two braids, three brightly colored paints on each cheek, and a necklace of wolf teeth around her neck.

The other person confronted this strange combination was a long-haired boy with a long black sword in his hand.

A long black hair, unbound, just like that, with the surge of magic power, it flew all over the sky.

The boy did not look feminine because of his long hair, but because of his extremely cold breath and a cold face, he gave people a creepy feeling. It's like you're not facing a person, but a god of death from hell.

The reason for this confrontation between the two sides is unknown, but Angel is helpless. Because the two of them happened to be blocked at the intersection of Champagne Road, if he wanted to walk around, it was estimated that he would waste five or six hours, Ingres thought for a while, and felt that the battle should be over soon, after all, there are many magic eyes in the sky, and the guard apprentice should come to deal with it soon.

Thinking of this, Ingres did not leave, but jumped onto the trunk of a large tree in twos and threes, and waited in the shade for the battle to end.

At this time, in the center of the battlefield, the battle between the two sides had begun. The big man didn't seem to have any intelligence, and the girl on his shoulder commanded him to attack the indifferent young man opposite.

The strength of the big man's attack, judging by Angel, has reached the level of at least a third-level apprentice. However, the big man does not have magic power in his body, he purely relies on the strength of his body to compete with people.

This amazing physique made Angel speechless!

The black-haired boy was expressionless, and the aura on his body became more and more indifferent and terrifying, holding a sword in one hand, and quickly attacking the joints of the big man.

However, not only is the big man physically strong, but the defense of his skin is almost at the peak level of an apprentice.

The young man's sword could only scratch a faint white mark on his body, as well as a faint smoke from the cutting.

The big man wasn't hurt too much, but he kept screaming in pain.

The streets were already empty, and no other pedestrians could be seen. However, Ingres noticed that at the other end of the crossroads, there were apprentices like him at the Champagne Road, watching the battle in the open.

As the minutes passed, Ingres watched as the magic eyes in the sky gathered more and more, but what was puzzling was that none of the magic eyes landed to criticize and punish the conflict on the field.

Earlier, when Angel saw someone arguing on the street, these magic eyes immediately stepped forward to record, and the guard apprentice was almost there in the next second. But now that the big guy and the brunette boy have been fighting for almost five minutes, no one has shown up?

The young man borrowed the fast sword in his hand and kept sharpening the big man on the field, with a faint magic power. After a long time, no matter how powerful the defense was, it was like a knife cutting through the flesh, cutting out bloody wounds.

The boy was extremely fast, and the big man was too clumsy to catch the boy at all, so he could only keep roaring.

Seeing this, the girl's face was angry and anxious.

The more time drags on, the more the battle will be on the side of the teenager. Seeing the stalemate, the girl suddenly stood up, and as she moved, the big man completely imitated her. Whatever the girl does, the big guy does.

The girl's tender hands clenched into fists and thrashed the bottom. The big man also threw his fists together and slammed into the ground. And with the inexplicable magic fluctuations, the power of the big man was amplified many times.

The ground was pounded open, and the violent shock wave even affected the surrounding buildings, and countless flying stones splattered out. There were mortals hiding in the building, but unfortunately they were scraped and immediately appeared in the blood holes on their bodies. He screamed and fell to the ground.

As soon as the mortal was wounded, an apprentice of the guard appeared and took him away. But the girls and teenagers who continued to stalemate on the battlefield, and the guard apprentices still didn't care.

Ingre's heart became more and more puzzled, could it be that the two sides of this battle were actually people from Sky Machinery City?

"Master Sri, who is in charge of this area, hasn't arrived yet, what should I do now, all mortals are injured. ”

Ingres suddenly heard someone talking behind him, and he looked back to see two apprentices of the guard in silver-white trench coat uniforms standing on the roof not far away.

The two of them seemed to be discussing the situation on the field, but their expressions were a little bitter.

"Isn't it true that if Master Sri doesn't come, we'll just leave it alone?"

"You know the identity of that man...... How dare we care? Even the wizard may not want to mind his business. Master Sri hasn't arrived, and I guess I don't want to get involved because of that person's identity. ”

The sound of the two talking reached Angels' ears.

"That person's identity background is amazing, and even the official wizard doesn't want to get involved?" Ingres looked at the center of the battle, he didn't know whose identity the two were talking about, but his inexplicable intuition made his eyes lock on the black-haired boy.

The cold and terrifying aura made him faintly feel uncomfortable.

Back in the center of the battlefield, the big man's slamming attack was an all-round blow, and it really had an impact on the boy. Successive blows to the ground, shock waves, and flying rubble inevitably cause damage to the boy. A streak of blood appeared on his lips, and when the smell of blood reached his nostrils, a large amount of blood suddenly appeared in the whites of his eyes.

The heart is extremely contractile.

More power emanated from the boy.

"You're really annoying! if you get in the way again, I'll let Gank kill you!" the girl threatened when she saw that the boy was injured, and her face appeared happy.

The young man replied indifferently: "He must die." ”

His voice was like an echo from hell.

"As I said, Gank is registered, not a stowaway. It's clear that it's your extremist sect that came up with this registration system, why are you repenting now?" said the girl angrily.

"They are them, I am me. The boy's momentum grew stronger, and he drew his sword and pointed at the girl: "If you stop it again, you too will die." ”

When the conversation between the girl and the boy came, Ingre's expression was stunned.

Extremist sects?!

He was no stranger to this sect, Sanders had mentioned it several times, and Sanders's evaluation of the people of this sect was almost one-sided.

Maniac, Raging Wizards, Recycling.

These three words are what Ingres learned from Sanders. In short: people from extremist sects, almost all of them are insane. There is a common name for this group of people: wreaking witches. And their mission is to recover all stowaways.