After thinking for a moment, Angele took out two high-grade magic stones, held them in his hands, and threw them gently.

The two magic stones suddenly fell into the middle of the lake.

The white dove flapped its wings twice and flew up, pounced, one by one, and swallowed directly the two magic stones that were a quarter the size of its body. Then he flew back to the branch, and with a flap of his wings, another white fruit emerged from the treetops, and was fanned by its wings, and flew directly to Angle.

Syllable!

Anglie caught it steadily.

"Well, the deal is over, let's just assume that I've never been here. He smiled, turned decisively, and strode towards the mouth of the canyon.

Leaving the Canyon of Knight's Faith, Anglie went straight to the nearby city of Langan.

Langen is just an ordinary prosperous small town, not even a wall, only a gray fortress built in the dense forest outside the city, in which the soldiers stationed for defense, the lord here is a knight lord named Truss, and he is also a relatively famous civilian knight lord in the Andean League, but this fame may also be due to the knight's faith.

Once Anglie entered the city, he headed straight for the location provided by the Great Sage Omijada, which was the branch of the Dark Chapter of the Killer Organization.

A tavern called Fellingbonnie.

Bang!

The glasses were filled with pale yellow amber and were placed heavily on the bar top. A little bit of wine is splashed out, and a rich fruity aroma spreads.

"Your Curran wine!" said a muscular flat-headed man lightly, picking up the white cloth on the table and wiping the wine on his hands. He had a hideous blue-black bull's head tattooed on his right arm. Sitting behind the bar is like a hill, and it feels very oppressive.

Angre sat at the bar, picked up the fruit wine, sniffed it gently, a hint of blue flashed in his eyes, and then took a sip lightly.

A sour and astringent feeling with a hint of fragrance and sweetness wells up in the mouth.

"Good taste, if there is a way to remove the astringency inside, it is estimated that it will be more perfect. He put down his glass and commented.

"You're very knowledgeable. The strong man gave him a thumbs up and grinned.

The Flynn Burnie Tavern was dimly lit, with a dozen round brown wooden tables sparsely populated with a few guests.

A man with a bald head and a knife, a beard with a silver ring everywhere on his nose and mouth, a mercenary with a dark red smell of blood on his body, and a drunkard who smells of alcohol, and so on and so forth.

Some scantily clad young men and girls waiters kept moving from table to table. Laughter, bragging, and swearing were incessant, and the whole tavern was in a noisy scene.

A down-and-out gray-robed bard sat by the tavern window, alone playing a black-coloured cello-like instrument, and the rather melodious music made the environment even more noisy.

Anglie sat at the bar, dressed in tight brown leather armor, with a metal bow and quiver on his back, exuding a faint ferocity on his body, and at first glance he looked like a standard archer mercenary dress.

He glanced back at the tavern, picked up his glass, drained it in one gulp, and placed it gently on the table.

"The wine is good, is the owner here? I want to ask him to order some fruit wine to drink slowly." Angre asked softly.

Behind the bar, the eyes of a strong man with a tattooed bull's head moved.

"If you want to find the boss to order wine, you need a lot of money. ”

"It's okay, money isn't a problem. ”

"Then please come with me. The strong man shrugged, "Sally! He shouted at a bewitching girl who was serving wine not far away.

"Okay. The girl nodded, handed the tray to the others, and walked over to the place.

The strong man led Angler through a small door on the side of the bar.

Inside the small door was a small room with dim light, and there were a few colorful oil paintings hanging on the wall, which was very quiet.

As soon as he walked in, a trace of awe suddenly appeared on the strong man's face, and he closed the door with his backhand.

"Lord Angliel, we already know what you're here for. I'm sorry, but we were just commissioned to do Diess. He bowed his head slightly and said respectfully.

Angre found a chair and sat down.

"I guess you have a compensatory measure, right?" he asked directly.

"Of course. Do you want to take a look at the list, you will definitely be satisfied. The strong man hurriedly said. "I'm the head of this branch, I've been waiting for you here for more than ten days in advance, and everything is ......"

"Dies's information, give it to me. Angliel interrupted him. "Your organization, I've heard that you occasionally get demonized items, right? I need to know where you got it from?"

A wry smile appeared on the strong man's face: "My lord, you also know the value of demonized items to us, and as mortals, the only way for us to obtain demonized items is to trade them from wizards, the ring you said should only be a broken item, and Dis, as an intermediate three-star killer, can only hold demonized items of this level at most." If you need a detailed source, you may have to wait a few more days..."

"How many days?" asked Angliel directly.

"At least four days. ”

"I'll come back in four days. Angre stood up.

Five days later, in the early morning, a small gray carriage mixed in with the traffic leaving the city, heading in the direction of the port of Maluya.

Anglie sat in the carriage with a yellowish parchment in his hand, and was quietly flipping through it.

The parchment is densely packed with transaction records and sources of demonized items,

This is the bloody capital of the Dark Chapter, in order to compensate for one of Anglie's precious items - a deleted version of the demonized item trading channel.

Angelie flipped through it quickly in his hand, and soon, he finally saw a record.

'Swift Burst Ring (broken), one quantity, exchange: 2.1 tons of gold, forty-five high-ranking slaves, three saroleaf flowers, sapphire...... Transaction date: 1531.1.19.'

The long list of exchange materials on it was densely packed, and the value of this ring was indeed too expensive for mortals.

Angle's spirit perked up slightly, he had always felt that there was something wrong with that ring, it would definitely not be a simple swift burst ring, that feeling of instant stagnation was probably related to the concept of armament, even the knight level could be stopped, and then killed without resistance. This kind of power is a bit exaggerated.

And this is one of the main purposes of his visit.

Follow the record and look down.

'Transaction Source: Wizard Bemf (Tower of the Six Rings)'

"It's the Sixth Ring Tower again. Angliel frowned slightly. "Once Ram's answer to the university's demonic items would be found there. ”

He had followed the parchment for so long to read the records, and almost ninety percent of the demonic items flowed out of the Six-Ring Tower. And there are all kinds of departments, different levels, different systems.

This wizarding organization deserves to be called the most powerful white wizarding organization in the surrounding area. Anglie has heard that many white wizards are not good at fighting, they are more biased towards various fields and technologies, and when they encounter danger, they rely more on demonic items, low-level, intermediate-level, high-level, and even higher magic weapons!

The high-end goods of the magic weapon can even achieve an instantaneous automatic effect, and if you wear it on your body for a long time, it is equivalent to an extra talent spell. Therefore, most of the demonized items are passed down from the hands of white wizards.

Anglie has long been very keen on making demonized items, and without specialized knowledge, he can only make some natural demonized materials into demonized items at most, just like phosphorescent hearts.

The lightning rune technology he exchanged with Benedict was just a magic spell. The effect can only last for a certain period of time, and it also consumes mental power and mana to release. And the lightning rune that felt powerful at the beginning is now a bit of a chicken rib.

"In the academy, the production of demonized items is high-level information, I didn't sign an agreement, and I couldn't learn it at all, this white wizard organization was able to produce so many demonized items, and it was obviously very developed in this regard. It's also a good idea to find an organization over there to sign an agreement and gather more knowledge. Anyway, I can't go back to Lennon on the other side of Ram's answer. ”

Anglie had a plan in mind. Although it is said in the book that the production of demonized items is to accumulate a lot of basic knowledge from an early age, and the consumption of resources is also very serious, but if there is one more demonized item, it is equivalent to one more means. The help for the battle is extraordinarily huge.

The carriage did not stop all the way, and this time Anglie hired a groom, so he did not have to be distracted to hurry.

A few months later, he returned to the port of Maluya, but without informing anyone, he found a place on the desolate coastline on the edge of the harbor, hired someone to build a cabin, and moved into it. Just outside the city waiting for the next Prospect ship to arrive.

At the same time, he was also waiting for the compensation of the Dark Chapter to be sent, and he had to start purifying his spiritual power, and now his spiritual power had completely stagnated and grown.

Three years later......

Seaside on the outskirts of Maluya.

Under a black stone cliff, a taupe cabin sits quietly.

Behind the cottage is a large wooded area and in front of it is a pale yellow sandy beach.

Bright sunlight falls on the sand, reflecting a golden halo. The water rushed up to the beach one after another, and then quickly receded.

Anglie stood by the window of the hut and watched as the water outside washed up onto the beach one after another, and the sound of the rushing water came into the hut in a very rhythmic way.

He was dressed in a gray robe, with his hands propped up on the wooden table, looking out the window for a long time.

It wasn't until the sunlight grew reddish that he straightened up and withdrew his hands.

"It's been three years," Angli sighed, "I've been staying here for three years, constantly analyzing materials, then extracting hallucinogenic ingredients, and then acting on myself to purify spiritual power. Now the sequelae of the original are almost eliminated. ”

He glanced back at the room.

Large and small glass bottles and cans are placed everywhere. Inside the glass container, the blue-green solution and powder, and on the table on one side of the table are some white skeletons and colorful plants, giving this wooden house a strange sense of chaos.

For three years, Anglie insisted on meditating every day for the maximum amount of time. But it's a pity that the progress is already slow, and the mental power is only about 23 now, and the average time is a little better in a year. This is the result of the acceleration obtained after the sequelae of the drug were gradually removed.

According to estimates, Angliel predicts that the liquefaction of spiritual power will probably reach about 40 in spiritual power. And if he can maintain this progress, he will be able to break through in more than ten years at most, but the problem is that now he feels more and more that even if the sequelae of the mental power potion are removed, the growth rate is still slowing down. Although it is much faster than when there were sequelae, according to chip statistics, the rate of growth is slowing down rapidly.

To summarize the reasons, there should be many factors. The meditation method is a problem, the official wizard needs to have another advanced meditation method, and, Anglie suspects, the will rune meditation method of the academy that Ram replied to is likely to be incomplete.

(To be continued)