The Wizard World (Part 2)

Chapter 359: A Familiar Face (2)

Translator: Leo Editor: Nou

　

Angele had spent years trying to combine his Metal Mastery with the bloodline abilities, and he'd never found a way to do so; however, this time he found inspiration from the "sky locker".

The illusion spells, the illusion sound wave, the Metal Mastery, the High-Temperature Field, and the sky lock... if they could be combined with poisonous potions, the result would be incredible.

Angele was trying to develop a new fighting style with all the techniques and spells he knew. With the addition of the sky lock, he finally made some significant progress.

He infused his hair with the silver alloy and applied the venom on it. With the help of the High-Temperature Force Field, petrification ability, illusion skills, and illusion sound wave, his hair could deal some serious damage.

Most importantly, the length of his hair could be changed as he wished.

Angele held onto his blood-red hair, and it started growing quickly. It soon touched the ground and started spreading out in all direction as if it was alive.

This was due to the bloodline modification. Angele had found a special bloodline in the Nightmare Realm, enabling him to control his hair like his arms.

"Finally, it’s almost done." Angele rubbed his hair softly and then rested for a while before starting to practice the Molten Core River again.

Time flew.

Angele had no idea how much time had passed until he heard the racket caused by the horse hooves from outside.

Angele and Lyn woke up from the meditation at the same time.

It was late in the night and visibility was low outside.

Two horses passed by the carriage from both sides and a fruity fragrance permeated the air.

Angele’s expression changed. He wanted to say something, but his body was already partially paralyzed. White and green light flashed on his body for about ten seconds before he could finally move again.

*PA*

Lyn's head slumped down as her body slammed into the wall, and she passed out. She was not prepared for the attack.

"Halt!"

The horses outside slowly came to a stop.

‘The poison…’ Blue light dots flashed in front of Angele’s eyes. ‘Interesting, it’s just a sleeping gas, and inhaling it will cause you lose the ability to fight. The gas was released by the two strangers on the horses but it seems like the gas doesn’t work on animals.'

Lyn would not be waking up anytime soon.

Angele was carrying two enchanted items that could help neutralize the poison, but the gas still paralyzed him. His poison resistance and illusion resistance were greatly increased by the ancient bloodline, which was why he recovered so fast.

The carriage slowly stopped and it was quiet outside.

Blinking his eyes, he opened the door and jumped off the carriage. The old coachman was sleeping in his seat.

There were barely any lights on the narrow path. The only thing lighting the way was the oil lamp from the carriage.

Angele sniffed the air and left a red hand print on the door of the carriage. The energy particles would alert him if any stranger approached the carriage. He turned around and started heading to the source of the strange fragrance.