With the crystal leaf in his hand, Angel reached out and pointed at the half-open door. A gust of wind blew abruptly, and the door slammed shut.

He turned and walked to the back of the stairs, opened the small door in the wall, and walked in. The small door once again blends in with the white walls. You can't see the crack in the door at all.

Descend the stone steps and go straight to the apothecary.

Anglie picked out a larger, thin-necked bottle from a pile of washed glass bottles, took it out, and continuously selected various processed materials to put into the bottle at the semi-circular table.

There was red powder, small worm-like bugs that were still moving, and more of them were several colorful potions that were still bubbling cold.

After adding several different potions, Angel gently shook the bottle.

I saw a mess of medicinal powder potions mixed together in the thin-necked bottle, and it quickly turned into a bottle of dark green potion, and a thick layer of dark green flesh film formed on the surface of the potion, and the flesh membrane beat slowly like a heart. It's weird.

Anglie took the flask in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, as if he was looking at the color, the blue light in his eyes kept flashing, and after a moment, a satisfied look suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's almost time. He gently tossed the crystal leaf he was holding in his hand into the flask.

The crystal leaf glowing with white light had just fallen on the dark green flesh membrane, and in an instant, a dazzling white light suddenly exploded.

Call!!

Anglie closed his eyes preparedly, but only felt the flask in his hand sink suddenly.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that a dark green little monster like an octopus appeared in the bottle, and countless wet tentacles were frantically drilling out of the bottle, and some tentacles had stretched out of the bottle. It's still struggling, trying to arch out of the bottle.

Angli only felt that the bottle of Shoushan was constantly swaying with an unusually huge force, which almost made him a little unable to grasp it.

The dark green tentacle monster frantically drilled out of the bottle, and it looked like it was about to come out completely.

Angliel's face remained unchanged, and he stretched out his hand a little.

The fingertip suddenly turned into a silver spike, and with a snort, it stabbed precisely into the center of the monster's tentacles.

In an instant, countless struggling tentacles suddenly stopped. All of the dark green tentacles quickly retracted into the bottle, and then began to melt into a thick slime, slowly flowing down the walls of the bottle.

After the tentacles melted, the monster's body was gradually revealed, which was a black human face, only the size of a palm, resting on the mouth of the bottle, but the face showed a painful expression of struggle. In the center of his eyebrows, he was stabbed by Angle's precision, and the silver spikes pierced deeply.

"You're going to die!!" groaned in pain. The pupils of the black hole stared at Angele.

"I'm freeing you. Angle's face was expressionless, and he reached into the man's mouth, and pulled out a cloud of emerald green dough, which was still steaming, and dripping green slime dripped from the surface.

"Ah!!h The whole face suddenly began to melt, turning into a dark green solution and slowly flowing into the bottle.

Crystal Leaf is indeed the legendary top material, but few white wizards know that in order to achieve the best effect, Crystal Leaf must be used with another material.

And this material is the most common thing used by dark wizards - the hatred and resentment that are wrapped around the human body.

That face was the condensed hatred and resentment of all the people Angree had ever killed. The dark wizards have a lot of witchcraft for this kind of thing, and Anglie also extracts these things in advance by means of pharmaceutics, and then uses them with crystal leaves.

As the face melted, Angele's originally gloomy temperament changed faintly and became a little bright and elegant. Some resemble the baron's father that Anglie remembered as a child. It is no longer so dark, but faintly has the taste of a wild and powerful savage aristocracy.

He clutched the green slime, his golden eyes glowing with a faint blue light.

"Azura, Torrianan" his voice was soft and warm. I kept repeating this ancient saying.

As he chanted, the slime mass on his hand began to change faintly. The slimy liquid began to dry out quickly. Like a rapidly dried slurry, all the mucus solidifies quickly, and then begins to spread out fine cracks.

Angele's hands were even wrapped in slime, frozen together.

Click!

The dry, hard and solidified green mucus mass suddenly cracked a little crack.

Then, quickly, small pieces of debris continued to fall down.

A blue, viscous liquid seeped out of the crack as if it were alive, and then quickly coalesced into a ball, suspended in the air in front of Angliel.

'Chirp~~'

A crisp chirp suddenly rang out.

The liquid quickly turned into a small blue fluorescent bird, scattered with blue points of light on its body, constantly chirping, and flying around Angle.

The bird makes a bright blue arc in the air.

Angel threw away the hard and dry fragments in his hand and gently reached out his hand.

The blue bird suddenly landed on the tip of his index finger, tilting his head from time to time to comb the blue feathers on his body.

Specks of blue fluorescence fell down Angle's fingers.

The bluejay is the size of a small sparrow, with a blue color and slightly lighter wing feathers. The tail feathers stretched out long, and the blue dots of light were scattered from there.

Angel felt only the light fall on his hands, like very soft plastic foam falling on his skin. At the same time, you can feel a cold chill faintly coming through your skin.

The scattered blue light was unusually bright in this somewhat gloomy basement, and the blue light on the bird's body directly suppressed all the light around it, and everything was imprinted in blue.

Looking at the blue bird on his fingertips, a smile spread across Anglie's face. Lift your finger slightly.

The bird snapped, and suddenly turned into a blue streak of light, which instantly shot into the center of Angle's eyebrows.

There was a thin trail of blue light in the air.

Anglie's whole person seemed to have been hit by something, and the whole person couldn't stop taking a few steps back before stabilizing his body.

He shook his face.

Looking at the flask in his hand again, he saw that the liquid inside had completely disappeared. Only a pitch-black oval seed remains, the surface of the seed is as smooth as marble, and a V-shaped blue symbol is clearly engraved on it, glowing with a faint blue fluorescence.

'Successfully configure the crystal leaf and refine the seed. The confirmation information of the chip is fed back at the same time.

Angliel poured out the black seed and pinched it in his hand.

"This is the seed, and it can be used directly with the Giant Tree Hunting Elixir. ”

There was a gleam of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Next, it's time to wait for the other crystal leaves promised by the elves. ”

Two days later.

In the basement, in the pharmacy room, Anglie, who was meditating with his eyes crossed, suddenly opened his eyes, and he could faintly feel that outside the basement, a faint breath and fluctuations were slowly approaching here. There was a faint hint of inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

Standing up, he patted the ash on his white robe, opened the door of the pharmacy room, and walked out.

Walk through the middle hall, go up the stone steps, and gently tap on the small white door.

The small door slowly opened outward.

Walking out of the small door, Angliel closed the basement door behind him with his backhand, straightened his collar, and strode to the living room door.

Click!

The door was gently twisted open.

There was no one outside. Nancy was sent by him to the Exchange Tower.

Anglie looked across the lake, and there was no one in the small gray stone tower there. And the knights and apprentices who were supposed to be on patrol couldn't see anyone anymore.

He frowned. Just about to summon a few apprentices through the arcane sigil.

Suddenly, outside the fence on the left side of the garden, there was a sound of squeezing.

He looked away. Nothing, and when he looked back at him, Angre was startled.

A black cat was squatting on the ground at the garden gate, its green eyes glowing with a faint green glow, staring at Angele.

A person and a cat looked at each other quietly, and Angliel only felt that the black cat's eyes were like two deep bottomless green swirls, and there was a slight feeling of dizziness in his head.

After looking at him for a while, the black cat, which was completely black, stood up, walked slowly out of the fence, and walked to the left.

Angliel hurriedly chased him out and looked to the left, but saw nothing.

It's just that on the fence on the left, there is a small black bag hanging from it.

He hesitated, then reached for the bag.

The bag is made of black fur and has a very hand-warming fluff on the surface. Take it to your hand and gently remove the black ribbon that is tied up.

Angel paused, reached in, and suddenly his face changed slightly. He quickly turned around and walked quickly into the open living room door. Close the door gently.

He slowly reached out from the bag.

In his hand, he grabbed a small handful of crystal leaves glowing with white fluorescence. There are seven or eight pieces.

"The Black Cat"

Only then did Anglie know that the black cat was definitely the existence of the organization to which the elf belonged. That kind of powerful and weird spiritual fluctuation is definitely not something that ordinary wizards can have.

He even had a faint feeling of being the same as the double-ringed wizard Fran who had first come into contact with the Jones family. It was a mental fluctuation that was essentially different from that of ordinary wizards.

"Sure enough, the power of this organization is definitely beyond my imagination. A thought flashed through Anglie's mind. He could tell if the other party was a demon pet and parasitism. That black cat is definitely an official wizard, and an unusually powerful wizard.

can disappear and appear silently under his nose, then the initial mental fluctuation is likely to be deliberately displayed by the other party, so that he can discover it.

In other words, if that black cat wizard wanted to sneak up on him, it would be a no-brainer. It is likely that he can be seriously injured at once, and even the chip has no way to warn him.

(To be continued)