Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 1245 Zslade
In the Principality of Yali, there is a border city a few hundred miles away from the border of the no-man's land on the Pamiji Plateau.

The local name is 'Ephesus', but outsiders like to call it the Shepherd City.Because, the ice field blue sheep that is popular in the food industry of the Principality of Yali is produced here, and almost every herdsman living here has their own sheep farm.

Because of the existence of a large number of sheep farms, Shepherd City is not surrounded by tall walls like other cities.

Shepherd City is a semi-open city with no gates, but only guards on certain roads, a bit like Waterglass in the fairy tale world.

However, although Shepherd City is a semi-open city, it does not mean that the city is not safe.Because it is surrounded by mountains on both sides, and it is still a big snow mountain. To the west, it is adjacent to the Snow River that melts from the permafrost of the Pamiji Plateau. There is only one side that can enter the city from a flat road.

And there happened to be several steam train tracks on this side. Not only the transportation company had to guard the tracks, but the soldiers of Shepherd City also strictly controlled them for safety reasons.So in general, safety is guaranteed here.

Near a square in the center of Shepherd City, three figures appeared out of thin air.

Surrounded by a commercial area, people come and go, but after these three figures appeared, no one paid attention to them, as if they didn't exist.

It wasn't until the three of them moved that a few people noticed them, but there were too many people here, even if they saw them suddenly appear, some people just thought they were dazzled and didn't think much about it.

Moreover, among these three people, two of them were dressed as aristocrats in terms of manner and imposing manner. Most people dare not look at them directly, let alone look at them thoughtfully.

The three of them walked down the square road and soon came to a small hotel.

However, they did not enter the hotel, but walked to the edge of the hotel and walked into an alley between two tall buildings.

The alley was very dark, and the floor was wet with moss because of the perennial lack of light.

"Mentor, where are we going now?" It was a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes who spoke, his forehead hair drooping, covering the position of his right eye.

The young man was Angel who had just returned from the abyss. As for the object of his questioning, it was naturally the well-known God of War in the Southern Territory - 'Master of Illusory Demons' Sanders.

"Go to meet an old friend of mine, and ask about the current situation on the Pamiji Plateau along the way." Sanders paused, and slowly turned his gaze to Angor's back.

Popota, who was covered by the cloak, trembled all over, and lowered his head without saying a word.

Sanders' eyes were dim, and a gray halo flashed on the earrings, and Popota's figure disappeared.

"Let him stay in the Gravity Garden first." After Sanders finished speaking, he said to Angel, "Come with me."

Along the long alleyway, they walked all the way to the end.

There is a gas lamp hanging on the wall, the dim light is not very bright, but it clearly illuminates the cursive characters beside the gate at the end.

"If you are willing to burn the glory of life in exchange for a rose. I think you must be crazy."

Angel softly read out the row of flamboyant cursive characters written in this row, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Moreover, he didn't understand why such a sentence was engraved on the front of the door.

Saunders said: "This line is from "The Flower Seller Who Dances for Evil", a novel that doesn't make any sense. But in the book, there is a demon named Zislade who turns the protagonist from pauper to He became a wealthy businessman, and finally became a knight and general, and the protagonist gave his life, soul and emotions accordingly. Finally, the protagonist was with a flower girl. He thought he had broken through the restrictions of the devil and obtained love. But in When they got married, Zslade said that there would be a test, if the protagonist could pass, then not only would he have love, but his lost soul and lifespan would also be restored.”

"The protagonist agreed, so the devil turned the protagonist into a beggar in vicissitudes of life. He lost his handsome appearance and wealth beyond compare. He wanted to test the choice of the flower girl. If the flower girl chooses to continue marrying him, the devil's The test would fail."

"The protagonist thinks that the flower girl is still the kind and beautiful girl when they first met, but they don't know that in their relationship, the flower girl has been dazzled by luxury and money. After tasting the life of a rich lady, how can she be willing to change? The protagonist who gets old and poor. So, the flower girl left just before entering the marriage hall."

Angor twitched the corners of his mouth after hearing the story Sanders told: "It does sound meaningless, the devil is not so kind."

"However, this vulgar story is very famous in the Principality of Yali. The newspaper that serialized this novel has become the largest newspaper in the Principality of Yali."

Angel nodded noncommittally: "Depicting the betrayal of women and describing the loyalty of the protagonist, such novels are loved by traditional nobles. Because the stories are often contrary to the facts."

Sanders didn't comment, just smiled, stepped forward and pushed open the door at the end.

"Let's go, go in and see my old friend, that kind devil."

Angor was not surprised at all. From the time Sanders told the story, he had basically guessed who the owner of this room was.

When I walked into the house, I realized that it was a small antique shop.

The glass display case inlaid with gold rims is full of antiques from various countries and periods. Among them, Angor even found a spherical navigator from the Silver Flash Age of Ferran Continent.

There are so many rare treasures.

Moreover, the light here is very sufficient, and the light collides with gold and silver utensils, even an ordinary item will make people feel very dazzling.

However, for Sanders and his disciples, the antiques here are ordinary things, and they cannot attract much attention.

At this time, at the place they were facing, a thing that looked like a metal box suddenly spiraled down.In terms of volume, Angel first thought of the coffin, but when the door of the coffin was opened, Angel realized that it was probably... a mechanical elevator?
There was an old man in a long robe in the elevator. He turned his back to Angor and Saunders with his hunched back, and turned around slowly while talking, looking very stylish.

"Those who can walk in must have something on their minds. Honorable guest, are you going to trade your lifespan, or your spirit..." However, in the middle of the fan, he suddenly stopped.Because he turned his head, right in Sanders' face.

"Uh... ahahaha, so it's Your Excellency Huanmo, just pretend that I didn't say anything just now." The old man smiled awkwardly, and the agitation just now fell to the bottom in an instant.

He came to the side a little nervously and pressed a few buttons.

I only heard the sound of gears turning in my ears, and after a while, the tables and chairs turned up from the ground out of thin air.

Angel's eyes flashed with admiration. Although it was just a simple take-off and landing device, it was very delicately made.

After everyone was seated, the old man looked at Angel, sized him up for a long time, and said, "My lord, this is your new apprentice? I remember, it should be the 'Music Box Warlock' Angel who is widely rumored in the wizarding world." ?”

The corner of Angel's mouth froze, and he said dumbly: "I am indeed Angel, but I don't recognize the Music Box Warlock."

The old man said with a smile: "Now your nickname has not been decided yet, we called it in private. Sky Machinery City can't find your record in the Sky Tower, otherwise, you can directly use your nickname in the Sky Tower." The name recorded by the Sky Tower."

Angel said without hesitation: "That's even worse!"

Angor's reaction was a little excited, which caused doubts to flash in the old man's eyes. He looked back at Sanders, but saw a rare smile flashing in Sanders' eyes.

The old man seems to understand something. It is estimated that Angel's name in the Sky Tower is somewhat indescribable, which is normal... When he was in the barbaric cave, the registered name was "Holy King of Truth".If you really want to go out with this name, it's no wonder you don't get ridiculed.

But he also understands this kind of mentality, as a young man, he always feels that the world revolves around him, isn't it normal?

Thinking of this, he suggested to Angel: "If you want to rectify your name, you might as well pass the news to some influential magazines, or go directly to the Sky Tower to re-register a name, that's fine too."

Angel nodded. Although the name matter is not a big deal, every time I meet people in the future, I will call myself a music box warlock.

Sanders finally spoke at this time, and said to Angel: "He is an old friend of mine, you probably guessed the name, it is Zslade in "The Flower Seller Who Dancing For Evil". However, he is not a demon, he is also from the barbaric cave, but he has been away for almost 200 years, right?"

"To be precise, it was 190." Zslade sighed and said, "At the beginning, I was only one class away from Your Majesty Phantom Demon, but now you are well-known in the Southern Region, and I am still stuck in the rank of a first-level wizard. No progress. Sigh, I don’t know if I will be able to embark on the path of true knowledge in my lifetime.”

"Hey, let's not talk about these sad things." Zislade knocked on the metal table, and a mechanical doll floated over, holding a plate in his hand, but the plate was not filled with food, but a few things. Small sachet of pale green powder.

"Come and have a taste, a new product that I just picked up from the wizard market a few days ago."

Zislade placed the small bag in front of Angor and Sanders, but neither of them opened the bag.Only Zislade opened the bag, put a spoonful of the light green powder into the water glass, and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking, Zslade realized that Angor and Sanders hadn't used any of them. He sighed: "Oh, you have exactly the same personality as back then, and you don't know how to enjoy at all."

"Relying on mana algae powder to release sulomone is not a real enjoyment. If you are still addicted to this, it is indeed hopeless to embark on the road of true knowledge." Sanders unceremoniously pointed out the mana algae powder. Bad, this thing is addictive. Although it is not harmful to wizards, it is a waste of time, energy, and money.

Zslade paused his hands, let out a long sigh, and handed over the remaining mana algae powder to the mechanical doll.

"Shouldn't you come here specially to teach me a lesson? I haven't asked, what's the matter with you coming to me?"

(End of this chapter)