Warlock Apprentice

Back in the woods, Prome only showed mild interest in Angor’s alchemy weapon and nothing else. However, what Angor used during his battle against Mundo in the morning was no ordinary alchemy weapon. He shot more than ten tiered-level alchemy bolts with different enchantments on them!

That totally attracted Prome’s attention.

Prome himself always followed the most correct path of synthesis. In the field of alchemy, synthesis possessed the best potential and possibility to achieve great deeds. On the contrary, enchantment had little such potential. Moreover, many alchemists who believed in ancient rules did not regard enchantment as legit alchemy at all.

The core of alchemy was fusing materials and ideas together, thus creating truth in the process.

However, most alchemists who studied enchantment never figured out the basic meanings of runes. They merely forcefully memorized them to do enchantment. This was completely opposite to the essence of alchemy, so many alchemists did not accept enchantment as a correct way of alchemy.

Yet they must admit that in the early stage, enchantment could create better results compared to basic synthesis.

To enchant something, an alchemist only had to remember a rune and then apply the rune onto the correct material in order to bestow a special effect to a weapon, thus making the weapon a tiered tool.

There were also descriptions about the skills she learned and those she was good at. Angor did not really pay them much attention. These were only common speed-related spells.

Which were pointless against Angor.

Speed… Angor was confident that no apprentice could move faster than Toby.

Angor put on his robe and called toward the attic, “Toby! It’s time to show what you can do!”

Toby left the attic and slowly landed on Angor’s shoulder. It could be seen from Toby’s glimmering eyes and its puffed-up chest that the bird was also excited about its very first display.

Thirty minutes later.

Angor stepped onto the arena of the Three Levels of Death once again.

He could sense the excitement coming from the audience when walking out of the participant passage.

The audience stands were completely taken up. Back in the morning, when he was fighting Wasteland Warrior who ranked higher than Twilight of Night, there were still lots of vacant seats. Now, everyone had fixed his or her intense gaze on him.

The attention from thousands of people caused Angor to shiver a little as if their sights were throwing needles at him.

At the far end of the audience stand, a braided old man leaned against a stone mound and spoke to a middle-aged, uniform woman who had a coil-up hair bun and a fine body shape.

“You think the kid will win, Melantha?” The old man glanced at Angor.

Melantha usually handled the lottery box at Level 1. Today, she left her post and came to Level 13 instead.

“No idea,” Melantha said after some consideration.

“No idea? I think it’s obvious. He defeated Mundo because Mundo was too careless. Now Selena got to be well-prepared. She’s fast too. Bolts without speed runes can never hit her. And even if the kid has those bolts… they won’t do much damage to Selena’s bloodline-improved body… Not unless the bolt is enchanted with both speed runes and damaging ones.

“That means a composite rune. Composite rune! It’s already a magic array! Even the headquarters don’t have many alchemists who can do that.”

By “headquarters”, he meant the most famous place in the entire southern region for its alchemy capacities—Floating Mech City.

Melantha agreed with him, but she also remembered when Angor came to her asking for faster matches. The boy did not seem discouraged by the danger in the Three Levels of Death. He looked confident and said he had some secret weapon.

Melantha had no idea what weapon Angor possessed. Still, the boy had to have his own reasons for being so.

“Let’s wait and see. Who knows, maybe he has a hidden weapon,” Melantha snickered.

“Oh really?” The old man also smiled. When observed by Truesight spell, Angor’s robe could hide nothing from him. He clearly knew whether Angor brought anything else on his body.