Main Text Volume Chapter 464: Extreme Sects

"Did you forget this?" Angel showed the bracelet on his wrist.

"I almost forgot, your invisibility ability... is almost wizard-level invisibility. Even the old witch couldn't find you, let alone the apprentices." Shadow nodded, smiled and joked: "I think you can hide until the end simply by relying on invisibility. It seems that I worried about you for nothing."

Shadow mentioned Isabella, and Angel also thought of Greya in the Black Castle. Now that Isabella has returned to the South, it is already a well-known fact. Greya should not expose herself to the vortex. She should have left now, right?

Angel asked about the Black Castle, but Shadow said with a puzzled look: "Logically, Isabelle's return will make the Black Castle the focus of everyone's attention, but I don't know why, the news about the Black Castle is very obscure. I asked many people, but no one knew what happened to the Black Castle. Later, I asked Lord Sabo, but he didn't get any news. Both Lord Isabelle and the old witch seemed to be isolated from the outside world."

"However, Lady Greya should have left. Because I received news that Lady Felicia has returned to the Butterfly Tavern, and not long ago, the Butterfly Tavern flew to the Sky Mechanical City."

Felicia left, and she would definitely take Greya with her. Angel only needed to know that Greya was safe now, so he didn't ask too much.

The two chatted for a while, and Shadow detailed the characteristics and combat power estimates of the talented students from various organizations who came this time, and then stopped.

"I remember you said before that you seemed to have something to ask me?" Shadow asked.

Angel nodded: "I want you to find someone for me."

...

Not long after Shadow left, he sent someone to deliver an address.

——"Muyuan Bar, No. 93 Champagne Road."

After Angel wrote down the address, he wrapped himself in a black cloak with a large hood and went out.

Putting on the hood and hiding his face in the darkness, Angel followed the map drawn by Shadow and walked to Champagne Road in the main city.

This time when he went out, he clearly felt the tense atmosphere on the street. Not to mention the increase in the number of magic eyes floating in the air, just the decrease in mortals on the road and the increase in unidentified wizard apprentices can show some clues.

There is still more than half a month before the opening of the Purification Garden, and the Mechanical City has entered the martial law stage. In the past, offensive abilities could not be released in the main city, but now as long as someone uses extraordinary abilities in the main city, whether it is defensive, offensive or auxiliary, they will be monitored by the magic eyes.

If someone has a conflict, they will be taken away directly by the guard apprentice.

With such strict defense, Angel thought that the security in the city would be much safer. But in fact, it was not the case. Just when Angel went to Champagne Road, he found several conflicts.

Most of them were just verbal conflicts, but the guard apprentices didn't care whether you had a verbal conflict or not. They didn't ask any questions and just handcuffed and took you away.

But there were also real battles... For example, a conflict suddenly broke out at a cross street not far from Angel.

Angel had never seen both sides of the battle, but the unbridled magic aura showed that both sides were not easy to mess with.

Standing on the left was a big guy who was four meters tall, with big and hideous muscles full of blood vessels all over his body. He was naked from the upper body, and wore a primitive tribal leather skirt below, and his face was covered with a mask engraved with totems.

The most peculiar thing was that on the shoulders of the big guy sat a girl wearing a belly-exposing outfit in the same primitive tribal style. The girl had a cute face, with two pigtails, three brightly colored paints on each cheek, and a wolf tooth necklace around her neck.

The other person confronting this strange combination was a long-haired boy holding a black sword.

His long black hair was not bound, and it flew all over the sky with the surge of magic.

The boy did not look feminine because of his long hair. Instead, because of his extremely cold breath and a cold face, he gave people a creepy feeling. It was like facing not a person, but the god of death from hell.

The reason for the confrontation between the two sides was unknown, but Angel looked helpless. Because the two people happened to be blocking the intersection of Champagne Road, if he wanted to go around, it would probably waste five or six hours. Angel thought about it and felt that the battle should end soon. After all, there were many magic eyes in the sky, and the guard apprentice should come to deal with it soon.

Thinking of this, Angel did not leave, but jumped onto the trunk of a big tree in a few steps, waiting for the battle to end in the shade.

At this time, in the center of the battlefield, the battle between the two sides had already started. The big guy seemed to have no intelligence, and was commanded by the girl on his shoulder to attack the indifferent boy on the opposite side.

According to Angel's judgment, the big guy's attack strength has at least reached the level of a third-level apprentice. However, there is no magic power in the big guy's body, he is purely relying on the strength of his body to fight against others.

This amazing physique made Angel speechless!

The black-haired boy was expressionless, and the breath on his body became more and more indifferent and terrifying. He held the sword in one hand and quickly attacked the big guy's joints.

However, the big guy not only has strong physical strength, but also the defense of his skin has almost reached the peak level of apprentices.

The boy's sword could only leave a faint white mark on his body, and a faint smoke produced when it was cut.

The big guy wasn't seriously injured, but he kept roaring in pain.

The streets were already empty, with no other pedestrians in sight. However, Angel noticed that at the other end of the intersection, on Champagne Road, there were apprentices who were just like him, openly watching the fight on the field.

As time passed, Angel watched as the magic eyes in the sky gathered more and more, but what was puzzling was that no magic eye descended to criticize and punish the conflict on the field.

Previously, when Angel saw someone quarreling on the street, these magic eyes immediately stepped forward to record it, and the guard apprentices arrived almost the next second. But now the big guy and the black-haired boy have been fighting for almost five minutes, and no one has appeared?

The boy used the quick sword in his hand to continuously slash the big guy on the field, combined with a faint magic power. After a long time, even the strongest defense was cut by a knife, leaving bloody cuts.

The boy was extremely fast, and the big guy was too clumsy to catch the boy at all, so he could only roar.

Seeing this, the girl was angry and anxious.

The longer the time drags on, the more the battle will lean towards the boy. Seeing the stalemate, the girl suddenly stood up, and the big guy followed her movements and imitated her completely. Whatever the girl did, the big guy did.

The girl clasped her tender hands together and kept pounding at the ground. The big guy also clasped his fists and pounded the ground fiercely. And with the inexplicable fluctuations of magic power, the big guy's power was amplified many times.

The ground was pounded open, and the violent shock wave even affected the surrounding buildings, and countless flying stones splashed out. There were mortals hiding in the buildings, who were unfortunately scratched, and blood holes immediately appeared on their bodies. With a scream, he fell to the ground.

As soon as the mortal was injured, a guard apprentice appeared and took him away. But the guard apprentice still ignored the girl and the boy who continued to stalemate on the battlefield.

Angel felt more and more confused. Could it be that the two sides in the battle were actually people from the Sky Mechanical City?

"Master Sri, who is in charge of this area, hasn't arrived yet? What should we do now? All the mortals have been injured."

Angel suddenly heard someone talking behind him. He turned around and saw two guard apprentices wearing silver-white windbreaker uniforms standing on the roof not far away.

The two of them seemed to be discussing the situation on the field, but both of them looked a little bitter.

"Do we just let it go if Master Sri doesn't come?"

"You know that person's identity... How dare we care? Even the wizard may not want to care about him. Master Sri has not arrived yet, I guess he doesn't want to get involved because of that person's identity."

The two people's discussion reached Angel's ears.

"That person's identity and background are very impressive, even the official wizards don't want to get involved?" Angel looked at the center of the battle. He didn't know whose identity the two were talking about, but his inexplicable intuition made him lock his eyes on the black-haired boy.

The cold and terrifying aura made him feel uncomfortable.

Back in the center of the battlefield, the big guy's ground-pounding attack was an all-round blow, and it really had an impact on the boy. The continuous hitting of the ground, the shock wave and the flying gravel inevitably caused damage to the boy. A trace of blood appeared on his lips, and when the smell of blood entered his nose, a lot of blood suddenly appeared in the whites of his eyes.

The heart contracted extremely.

Even more powerful power emanated from the boy.

"You are really annoying! If you block the way again, I will let Gan Ke kill you!" The girl saw that the boy was injured, and a happy look appeared on her face, and threatened.

The boy replied indifferently: "He must die."

His voice was like an echo from hell.

"I said, Gan Ke is registered, not a stowaway. It was your extreme sect that came up with this registration system, why are you regretting it now?" The girl said angrily.

"They are them, and I am me." The boy's momentum became stronger and stronger. He drew his sword and pointed it at the girl: "If you stop me again, you will die."

When the conversation between the girl and the boy came, Angel's expression was stunned.

Extremist sect? !

He was not unfamiliar with this sect. Sanders had mentioned it several times. Sanders' evaluation of the people in this sect was almost one-sided.

Madmen, rampant wizards, and recycling.

These three words were what Angel learned from Sanders. In short: people in extreme sects are almost all crazy. There is a unified name for this group of people: rampant wizards. And their mission is to recycle all stowaways.