The identity of the person who came was none other than the raging wizard of the extremist sect.

Moreover, in the middle of this group of people, Angel also saw a familiar figure.

—Saladin.

When the wreaking wizard entered the shop, the brutal magic made most of the apprentices present shut up. Some people even secretly opened their legs and hid back.

The name of the wreaking havoc wizard is notorious throughout the Southern Regions.

Unscrupulous, impersonal, cold-blooded, and powerful, these are all synonymous with wreaking havoc wizards.

They entered the shop, and even though the other apprentices didn't know the specific names of the group, they were terrified just to know that they were wreaking havoc wizards.

There was a fat Humpty Dumpty man who snuck his way to the back door and leave the store.

But just as he pushed the door open, a knight's thin sword flew diagonally, slashing steadily across his pocket, and the contents fell to the ground with a thud.

Humpty Dumpty was startled, leaned against the wall, and watched as the black-robed soft-armored man with his thin sword thrown out.

"What are you going to do......? My mentor is ......" Humpty Dumpty was timid, hesitant and unintelligible.

The black-robed soft-armored man approached, looking at the frightened Humpty Dumpty with a snotty face, and his face showed obvious disgust: "It's really not decent, a person like you can actually become a gift." ”

Humpty Dumpty didn't dare to reply, but the man didn't make any agitation, and took out a white plant like a spider web from the items that fell from Humpty Dumpty's waist bag on the ground.

"Cobwebweed, a thing of the Abyssal Plane, has a chance to give birth to Psion. Another raging wizard walked over, and a flame rose from his hand, and the next second, the demon plant, which was originally no more than a low-level, turned to ashes.

Seeing this, Humpty Dumpty didn't dare to say a word.

In the end, the man in black robe and soft armor kicked his ass fiercely: "Get out, waste!"

Being insulted, Humpty Dumpty was not angry but happy, and hurriedly got up and ran out of the door.

In the process of running, he overturned an iron cage on the other side, and a girl with small gray curly hair inside tripped and fell to the ground with the pull of the iron cage, just in front of the black-robed soft-armored man.

His brows furrowed, and he glanced coldly at the girl.

The girl was just a mortal, and when this group of raging wizards walked in, she was already shocked and frightened by the strong magic force, and at this time, she was thrown by this cold-faced man, and her face turned pale and not human.

The black-robed soft-armored man squatted down and approached the shivering girl.

Everyone is well aware of the attitude of wizards towards mortals, even if they are wizard apprentices, they have a sense of superiority when facing mortals.

Seeing that a bloody case was about to happen, even the cat-eared girl next to Angel couldn't help but look away.

However, the truth is somewhat unexpected.

The black-robed soft-armored man gently straightened the iron cage and asked the girl in a voice that was obviously an octave lower than that of Humpty Dumpty, "Are you okay?"

The girl didn't know how to answer, and shook her head in shock.

"It's okay. The black-robed soft-armored man manipulated a magic force to straighten the girl's somewhat disheveled hair, and then bypassed her and walked towards the other cages.

This sudden gentleness made Ingres a little surprised, and he suddenly didn't understand the thoughts of this group of people.

"Check the stowaways from the other world, you don't have to care. The black-robed soft-armored man said lightly.

The wreaking wizards in the back scattered one after another and began to examine the otherworldly creatures here.

"Are they all like that?" Ingres whispered to the cat-eared girl beside her, who came back to her senses with a confused expression.

"You're asking me?" the cat-eared girl pointed to herself.

Angel nodded: "They usually come here to check on the so-called otherworldly stowaways?"

The cat-eared girl secretly glanced at the group of black-robed people who were unscrupulously inspecting the "goods", with a hint of hidden anger on her face, and whispered to Angel: "That's right, every once in a while, they come over, it's really annoying." ”

Angel frowned: "How can they check?" Although Kirk Street is considered a "black street", it is also under the jurisdiction of Machine City. It can be seen from the magic eyes and wizards on duty all over the machine city that Lawson is an extremely conformist person, and in the face of this kind of law enforcement that exceeds his rights, does he care?

The cat-eared girl looked at Angel in some surprise, and was about to answer. Black leather boots, accompanied by the sound of the knight's sword tapping to the ground, appeared in front of them.

"On what basis? I'll answer you. ”

It was a man in black robe and soft armor who spoke, and at some point, he stood still in front of Angels. There was a hint of mockery on his indifferent face: "Regulations? ”

The man held out his finger and pointed to the sky.

Angels narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he understood something. He smiled faintly: "I see, no wonder Lord Lawson will turn a blind eye to your actions." ”

The black-robed soft-armored man was a little surprised, and the hooded man in front of him was the only one in the entire store who didn't feel fear. He looked Ingres up and down, sensing that the other party was the same as him, a third-level apprentice.

"You ......" Before the black-robed soft-armored man's voice fell, Saladin, who had been standing in the rampaging wizard team, suddenly moved his ears and looked back at Angel: "It's you!

Angel looked over, "Saladin, it's really fateful to be able to meet you here." ”

Saladin looked at Angel with a visibly frightened expression.

His frightened expression not only made the black-robed soft-armored man stunned, but even Angel was confused, not knowing what Saladin was afraid of?

"Saladin, what's the matter with you?" the man asked with a frown, then pointed to Angel, "Who is he?"

With everyone present, the focus shifted to Angell.

The cat-eared girl also looked at Angel with suspicious eyes, as if she was speculating about his identity.

Saladin was silent for a long time, his lips moving, and he spoke to the black-robed soft-armored man.

After hearing this, the man seemed to know Angel's identity, thought for a moment, and finally didn't say anything, and slowly retreated.

The man's demeanor made everyone present even more curious about who Angel was, and even the wreaking witcher had to give him face?

Ingres was also a little surprised, but he saw it clearly. He didn't think it was to give him face, most likely because he thought of Sanders standing behind him, and last time because of Angels, Sanders took the initiative to counterattack the "puppeteer" Bogura, which made Ingres's status in Sanders's heart a big question mark.

What's more, Sanders is in Sky Machinery City, there is no need, why bother to touch the mold.

Half an hour later, the wreaking wizard seemed to have finished inspecting the Pink Pavilion and found no otherworldly creatures, and they all receded like a tide.

Before they left, Ingres noticed that the fear in Saladin's eyes had not faded, which reminded him of the last time he met Saladin in the Sea of Purification, when the other party seemed to see something under his "Nightmare Dread Technique", and finally escaped with a teleportation scroll in fear.

The look of fear on his face was almost the same as it is now.

Watching Saladin gradually disappear outside the store, Ingres tentatively transmitted to him, "Demon?

This was the words that Saladin had been saying before he disappeared. Ingres didn't know what he meant, so he simply tested him with this sentence.

As soon as Saladin heard this, his pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at Ingres with fear.

Then he shuddered and disappeared at the end of the street.

......

After the wreaking wizard left, the Pink Pavilion remained silent. Although the guests began to walk back to the cage to choose their favorite goods, there were always people looking at Angels secretly.

At this time, Humpty Dumpty, who had run away from the store earlier, walked in with a curse.

He said to the clerk waiting on the side: "Hurry up, bring that half-fox man to me, I will take her away today! Also, where is the thing I dropped just now? Who dares to touch it, I will kill him!"

The pile of things that fell from his waist bag was actually nothing more than a pile of broken copper and iron, and no one touched it.

Not long ago, when facing the wreaking wizard, he didn't dare to let go of his fart. But when he faced the group of first-level apprentices in the store again, he was as high as an uncle.

Whether it is in the wizarding world or among ordinary mortals, there are not too many such people.

With his temperament, it is almost impossible to become a full-fledged wizard. As the black-robed soft-armored man said earlier, it was a waste for such a person to become a gifted person.

Humpty Dumpty seemed to be trying to show himself, and began to scold the group of rampaging wizards who had left earlier: "That group of people, but they can only bully these small shops; give them ten dares, will he dare to go to the Sky Auction to check? There are otherworldly slaves in the Sky Auction every time, and the origin is still unclear, they don't dare." ”

"What do you say about doing things for the will of the world, it's not the strength to speak, in the face of an auction with wizards, they are just as cowardly!"

Although his words are rough, the truth he said is not rough.

Indeed, that group of people only dared to make trouble in these small shops, and if they really wanted to go to the sky auction to make trouble, even if the black-robed bishop of the extremist sect came, they would not dare. This is the essence of Sky Machinery City.

At this time, other guests also chimed in: "Not to mention the wizard in charge, even Pierre's shop, it is estimated that they dare not go." ”

At this point, no one continued to talk, but Angel was a little curious.

He glanced at the cat-eared girl who had been silent, and wondered, "Why don't they dare to go to Pierre's shop, could it be that he still has a wizard there?"

If there is a wizard in charge, then why would Pierre go to the Deep Exchange to promote his shop?

The cat-eared girl was originally a little slow to treat Ingres, but after the stubble that raged against the wizard just now, she seemed to vaguely know that Ingres's identity was extraordinary, and her words were more respectful: "No, there is no wizard in Pier's punk talent exchange market, and his own strength is not high, but his 'goods' there are not bad...... With the gathered power, the group of raging wizards didn't dare to really fight. ”

After listening to the cat-eared girl's narration, Angel was still a little dazed.

Although I don't know why the "goods" in her mouth are good enough to save Pierre's shop from disaster, it seems that if you want to find a slave from another world on this street, you may really have to visit Pierre's shop.