Chapter 223

As their footsteps faded, their figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.??

There was still a trace of doubt in angel's eyes.

The old man named Rhine, without any magic fluctuation, was calm and quiet. He looked like an old-fashioned gentleman who was strict with himself. But neither the shadow servant nor Sanders paid tribute to him. Obviously, he is not as simple as it seems.

"Master pat, do you need to eat?" Goodall dismissed the dark shadow servants and went to angel.

"Good... Housekeeper."

Hearing Goodall's voice, angel thought the silence had been removed, but when he greeted Goodall, he now... He can speak, but his voice is as low as that of a milk cat.

Angel held his throat and coughed loudly twice. But the volume was lower than before.

What's going on?! Angel's eyes widened. It's just that I couldn't speak before. Now I can speak, but my voice is quieter than the cry of a milk cat?

"Master pat, just speak in a low voice. The adult doesn't like to speak in a high voice. The louder it is, the less it will come out." Goodall housekeeper saw angel's Dilemma and whispered a reminder.

"Does that adult mean the old man just now?" Angel lowered his voice. Now the conversation is much normal, but the volume is still much lower than usual.

"Yes. The food is ready. Why don't master pat go to dinner first?"

During the meal, angel continued to inquire about the identity of Rhine from Goodall.

When Goodall said his identity in the future, angel suddenly reacted. Although he saw this person for the first time, he actually saw the record of that person more than once.

Silent warlock, Rhine Mut!

The real power holder of the savage cave is now one of the only three-level wizards who are expected to be legendary in the southern region!

Almost every apprentice entering the savage cave has heard the legendary deeds of Lord Rhine more or less. He has studied the power of silence to the extreme, and has almost reached the edge of the law of contact. Around him, even the will of the world acquiesces to silence.

He does not need to release any magic, naturally with a wide range of forbidden areas. No wonder Angel felt strange when he landed on magic island. Why is it quiet around? It turned out that this adult came!

On weekdays, Rhine lives on a tower in the clouds. The tower in the cloud is located at the top of the eternal tree. No matter where in the mirror world, you can see the shadow of the tower in the cloud.

Angel heard that he hadn't been down the tower for decades. Why did he suddenly come to his mentor this time?

Although angel was curious, he knew that he was very far away from these things. He is not qualified to know about the official wizards, not to mention that sanders and Rhine are already giants among wizards.

Under the pressure of curiosity, angel decided to go outside the manor for a while after dinner. Although the forbidden area of Lord Rhine only reduced his voice volume, the atmosphere of forced silence made him a little depressed.

Although it was quiet outside the manor, the smell of plants in the forest and the breeze blowing in his ears made him a little more comfortable.

Angel sat by the stream beside the manor, silently closing his eyes and meditating.

Just now, with the support of Sanders, he used an improved wind tornado. His magic has been overdrawn, and now his body is empty; Although he didn't know what Sanders had to do to keep him, he had nothing to do now anyway. Angel decided to take this time to make up for the lost magic.

Time passed quietly.

When the day faded and the curtain of the night was opened, angel stopped meditating.

The magic in the body has reached saturation.

After Angel stopped meditating, he didn't quit thinking space. He just found that the magic source has fully adapted to the current return rate and will not be unstable again.

Angel considered that it was time to continue to build the spiritual channel.

His current mental force model is like a sea urchin, scattering long spiritual channels around from the central singularity. Each spiritual channel can absorb the original magic. In this way, both the efficiency of his meditation and the rate of magic return have reached the peak.

Angel estimated that only a few more scattered mental force channels need to be constructed, and his magic source should be further expanded. Then release the improved version of wind tornado, and there should be no lack of magic.

When angel was meditating, suddenly, it seemed that a switch had been clicked in his ear. At this moment, the sounds of animals in the surrounding forest, the clattering water of streams and the whistling wind suddenly returned.

Angel raised his head and a figure flew over the magic island, directly towards the top of the eternal tree, the tower in the clouds.

"Lord Rhine left."

Angel watched the figure melt into the night and said silently in his heart.

Shortly after Rhine left, angel heard Sanders saying, "angel, come to the study."

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Angel received the summons and immediately went to the manor.

On the way, angel saw a figure coming from the path on the other side.

"Is someone coming again?"

With the soft moonlight, angel's present was a man in a black wizard's robe. He couldn't see his face clearly because he was covered by a hood.

His back is straight, his steps are with noble elegant frequency, and his careless small movements make his temperament appear arrogant and indifferent.

The appearance, body shape and temperament of the newcomers give angel an absurd sense of familiarity.

In particular... On the shoulders of the man in black, angel stopped a more familiar thing, a gray feathered seabird wearing animal leather clothes, with chief feathers on his head and high toes.

Angel frowned. "Toby?"

Dressed like a primitive man... No, the seabirds of primitive birds heard angel's cry, "muttering" for a while, and immediately fluttered their wings and flew towards angel with joy.

Angel reached for the seabird.

This look, this action, this temperament, is sure enough Toby.

Toby kept yelling, and with the flapping of his wings, angel could see that it seemed to be asking for credit.

Then the man in black came over. Angell felt as like as two peas at a glance, for the black robe was exactly the same shape as he was.

"Good evening, master pat."

His voice is cold and arrogant, but his tone is very familiar to angel... Isn't this the milk Baron he created for "high cold" people!

"Who are you?" Angel wondered.

The fake version of "milk Baron" took off his black robe and showed his true face... It's not true, because under the black robe is still a robe, and it's still a robe with a mask.

The familiar pattern mask made Angel guess his identity immediately.

"Dark shadow servant?"

"Yes, my number is 233. Master pat can call my number directly." 233 as he spoke, his body shape and voice were also changing.

In front of angel, 233 made a big jump in just a few seconds, and the voice changed from the cold and arrogant voice line of "milk Baron" to a sharper voice.

"Were you just... Imitating me?"

233 nodded and saluted: "because the young master has been in a coma, Lord Toby entrusted me to dress up as young master pat to participate in the sky tower competition instead of the young master."

"Are you going to replace me these two days?" Angel inquired with an incredulous expression.

233 shook his head: "my special ability is deformation and imitation. I'm not good at fighting. I've played 17 games in these three days, all of which were completed by your excellency Toby alone."

Speaking of this, Toby raised his head proudly. A look of praise.

"Seventeen games?! all wins?"

233 nodded: "yes, now the young master has been promoted to the 14th floor. He has no difference in the reputation of the sky tower."

"Whatever his reputation, Toby, aren't you hurt?" Angel put Toby in the palm of his hand and immediately confirmed whether he was hurt.

"Speaking of it, sir Toby won with one blow. Therefore, the audience like to call the young master 'one blow man' these days." 233.

After Angel confirmed that Toby was all right, he frowned and said, "a hit man? Didn't Toby do it? Shouldn't it be called a hit bird?"

233: "I haven't heard anyone call a bird, but some people say that it's just not as loud as a man."

Angel took Toby to the manor and 233 followed.

Along the way, 233 roughly reported the game situation of these days to angel.

After hearing this, angel only felt that the first two were big, because he killed the 13th tier list and was famous... Of course, it was a negative reputation.

Then in the three days of the game, 233 never shot, all let Toby go. His negative reputation is even greater... It is said that he has no ability to play rogue only by relying on a powerful demon pet.

Others found out the records of his previous games and learned that his "shameless" means was more than magic pet. Almost all his previous games were won by alchemical weapons. In order to sensationalize, they exaggerated the severity of alchemical weapons and ignored that angel was actually assisted by magic.

Onlookers love rhythm. Angel killed their goddess. It's inevitable to be black, as long as he keeps a low profile.

But is Toby a low-key character?

Without angel's control, Toby had not seen blood in the first few games, but there were too many fans who wanted to avenge the parasitic mother. There were many people who abused the milk Baron in the confrontation stage. Under such circumstances, Toby was also angry. He almost killed people and ghosts. He stepped on the body all the way to the 14th floor.

So... In just three days, Toby became "soft egg man", "hit man" and "rogue man" for angel's hard-earned reputation.

The "strike" here is not only a description of Toby's combat power, but also a subtle mockery and slander of the "milk Baron".

Of course, his reputation of "not being soft on killing women" also spread.

Angel doesn't want to argue about it anymore. With more negative reputation, it doesn't matter to carry another pot.

233 suddenly said, "in fact, some women support the young master very much."

"Ah?"

"When the young master and the parasitic mother competed, half of their faces showed up. They were all captured by the young master's handsome face."

Angel: "..." so, has the human design become a "handsome and abnormal dandy"? It might as well be all negative fame.