Chapter 569: Untitled (4)

Translator: _Leo_ Editor: Kurisu

"Victor… the legendary knight… You're Victor, the legendary knight?!" the leader, who was still alive, shouted in a hoarse voice after hearing the name.

Victor remained calm, it felt like he did not even hear the leader's words.

Angele was interested. He repeated the term and asked, "A legendary knight? What kind of rank is that?"

"Rank?" Victor chuckled.

"It doesn't really matter." He charged forward and tried to hit Angele's chest with his fist.

It was just a simple punch, it was slow and it was not buffed by the white light.

It felt like he was a fighting like a person that was never trained and there was still a smile on Victor's face.

Angele leaped away without any problem and was about to say something.

*BAM*

The mud, stones, grass, and all the objects in front of Victor were blown away. Broken pieces of stones were splashing everywhere.

Angele's body numbed, it felt like he was hit by a train. His body was blown into the air and he knocked down many trees with his back while he was flying.

"Damn it!" Blue light dots flashed in front of his eyes while he was still flying. The silver sword quickly turned into an enormous mud sword that had a width and a length of around ten meters.

The mud sword started falling toward Victor.

*BAM*

With a loud noise, Victor was also blown away by the impact. He flew into the forest on the right and slowly stopped after breaking down more than ten trees.

All they could hear was trees falling after they attacked each other.

However, neither was hurt. They slowly stood up and not even their outfits were damaged.

The smile disappeared from Victor's face and bright white light appeared in his right eye.

Angele gathered the mud from the ground and turned it into black mud armor.

They could both feel the incredible power inside each other's bodies.

Angele licked his lips, he was trying to maximize his power. In this area, he only had the power level of a rank 3 wizard.

'Battle style one, Earth. Activating…' Zero's voice echoed in his ears.

"Nevermind, I give up." Victor suddenly waved his hand as the white light disappeared from his eyes.

"I can feel that I'll lose the battle if you use all your power. Let's just call it a day."

Angele's brow furrowed. "Your strength and speed are at a similar level as mine. Why are you trying to run?"

"I can't win so I give up." Victor shrugged. "I have the holy teleport so you can't kill me. I can't win but I won't lose."

"You mean a draw?" Angele laughed as he swang the mud sword. The sword cut down several trees around easily.

"I don't think you can just leave like this."

He slashed forward.

*BAM*

The mud sword hit Victor's body but it felt like he was hitting an iron bar. Countless white light dots appeared around Victor and formed a light pillar around his body. The pillar quickly struck into the sky.

"What's this?"

Angele did not give up, he hit the light pillar hard using the sword.

*BAM BAM BAM*

The mud blade was breaking but it did not damage the light pillar at all.

"Don't waste your time. This is a portal from the God. I'm protected by its holy power. No one can stop the process." Victor was not nervous at all, he was speaking in a relaxed tone.

Angele stopped moving and watched the light pillar growing, he had no idea how tall the light pillar was.

He noticed that the light pillar gave him a similar feeling as the realm power of Nightmare Realm.

The mud armor on his body slowly broke into pieces, dropping on the ground. He decided not to waste his energy.

"Church… White light… They hate wizards… Maybe…"

Narrowing his eyes, Angele had a general idea in his mind.

"If I'm not mistaken, I need to reach the Siva State to find more clues..."

The light pillar suddenly disappeared, it teleported Victor and the leader away when Angele was still thinking.

Angele lowered his head and looked at the trees on the ground. He turned around and started walking back to the camp. His eyes were surrounded by a red glow again and he activated his illusion ability.

'I hope I can summon the six-arm race as soon as possible… This area is much more complicated than I thought.' He looked at the people who were still watching the wrestling and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

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Angele revealed his wizard power and used the illusion ability to remove the traces. He also took all the money on the soldiers from the church before returning to the caravan.

Fra asked him where the money came from but did not say too much after hearing Angele's excuse. In the next ten days, Fra trained as the technique from the book said in her free time. The caravan was still advancing slowly and Angele would correct her using the illusion ability when she made any mistake.

The church did not send more people after him since that day. It seemed like they knew how strong Angele was and decided not to send low-rank soldiers here. It was just what Angele wanted.

He tried to use the dimension locator to communicate with the creatures during the month of the tide, however, the only creatures he found were strong creatures with chaotic minds or weak beings like Xinrui.

The difference between the dimension location and the summoning spell was that he could not summon the creature physically, he could only communicate with them. Also, sometimes, he would not find anyone when the signal was weak.

He managed to use the dimension locator to cast his summon spell but it did not work the same way.

Angele knew that summoning random creatures would not help him reach his goal so he told the six-arm snake that he would fulfill the order in 1000 years. He just needed to find the right creature once in 1000 years so that he could complete the trade.

Angele and Fra joined another merchant caravan several days later, they started heading in a different direction. They repeated the process several times and they met many merchants.

They almost used up the money they collected from the swordsmen so they decided to save the money for food and stay in the current caravan.

About eight days later, Angele finally felt relaxed after he made sure that the church was no longer tracking him.

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Angele was sitting in the last carriage as usual and the carriage was moving forward slowly. It seemed like he was having a nap. Fra was sitting opposite to Angele, patching Angele's damaged shirt.

The golden sunlight of the early morning shined upon the two's bodies but it barely brought any warmth to them.

Angele was watching a black vortex spinning in his sight. There was a pale face of a woman in the center of the vortex.

The woman had no hair or eyebrows, her lips and eyes were both purple.

Angele saw that the woman was wearing a silver tooth necklace when he was about to disconnect.

"Who are you?" he questioned using the mentality wave.

"I'm a dark snake. I heard that you've completed the order placed by the six-arm snake race. The sage ordered us to search through the dimension tide and we finally found you." The woman's body appeared in the vortex as well, her skin was covered with black scales and she had a tail of a snake but she only had one pair of arms.

"Are you sure that you can get in touch with the six-arm race?" Angele was excited.

"Yes, please give me a second, I'll contact the sage." The snake woman disappeared into the vortex.

The center of the vortex started bubbling.

A beautiful woman with six arms appeared in the vortex, she was also wearing a silver tooth necklace and her long black hair trailed over her shoulders. The woman's naked upper body had a silver color.

"I'm Amhara the Sage, summoner, I'll take care of the trade. Your metal collection is…"

"Huh?" She suddenly stopped and sniffed.

"The smell… We hate this smell… The smell of the pure light…"

"Pure light?" Angele narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"The realm you're in is full of this smell. I think there's an ancestor in your realm if I'm not mistaken, an ancestor that's an inheritor of the Light Ancestor…" the snake sage responded in a cold tone.

'So, I was correct…' Angele confirmed his assumption. 'A strong being that hated the wizards… It must be Light Ancestor…

'Everything can be explained if that's the case. Low density energy particles, wizards are being hunted down, and the strong white light… The possibility is high…' Angele thought.

"Alright, let's complete the trade. We've prepared the barrier and you'll be satisfied," the snake sage spoke in a light tone.

"How do we do that? This is just a dimension communication, we can't transfer items through it." Angele's brow furrowed.

"We can open the gate of trading but you need to destroy the dimension locator. The dimension channel will be opened temporarily and we'll handle the energy cost," the snake sage replied. "Alright, let's start."

"Sure."

Angele opened his eyes and noticed that the silver tooth necklace in his pocket slowly disappeared.

He then quickly took out a glass bottle from the mirror quickly but carefully; it was half-filled with some sticky silver liquid.

Angele noticed that the silver bottle was dragged away by a strong force when he took it out and a cold ball appeared above his palm at the same time.

The ball was white and had two symmetrical holes in it. He could feel something soft inside the ball after shaking it slightly.

"The trade is now completed. It was a pleasant experience." The snake sage's voice echoed in his ears.

"Thank you." Angele felt relieved. He could feel that the realm power was weakening when he was holding the ball in the hand. Also, his energy waves and mentality waves were barely noticeable.

He observed the ball for a while but he had no idea how it worked.

There was no rune, character, or pattern on the surface of the ball, it was smooth like an egg.

'Which means, I'll be able to utilize the power of my refined true form with this thing in my hand.' Angele was satisfied with the result. He quickly pressed ball on his arm.

A crack appeared on his arm, revealing the muscles and bloodline veins inside.

However, it felt like that the ball was blocked by an invisible barrier and could not be hidden inside his arm.

Angele tried to throw it into the mirror, put it into his mouth, and store it in his pouch, but nothing worked. He had to touch the ball with his skin.