Chapter 266 Browning


Chapter 266 Browning

Before buying a house, Carl lived in a newly built luxury hotel. It is said that the background is a multinational company. It is said that even if the army of the Kingdom of Cologne invades the royal city, they can stay in the hotel. Stay safe.

In addition to safety, there is also equipment.

Lamps, showers, flush toilets...

Some technological products that require a certain industrial foundation to be manufactured are all placed in the room.

"Trains have appeared, and telephones have begun mass production from prototypes, but currently only wealthy people can pull the wires."

Putting down the technology magazine sent by Charlene, Karl thought thoughtfully:

" I don’t know when wireless phones will come out ?”

The current telephone still converts the sound into the corresponding electrical signal through the microphone, uses the conductive wire to transmit the electrical signal to a place far away from the speaker, and then restores the electrical signal to the receiver through the receiver. The original voice was a communication device.

You need to connect the wires, apply for registration at the 'call office', and then someone comes to install it. The whole process is expensive.

Although from Karl's point of view, wired telephones are still very old, they have begun to reach ordinary people's homes.

Thinking of the steam carriage he encountered on the way here, Carl couldn't help but chuckle. Few people realized that the times had changed dramatically without even realizing it.

"Well..."

Looking down, the text on the magazine seemed a little blurry.

Karl’s eyes moved, and when he looked carefully again, he found that the text twisted and squirmed like a tadpole, gradually turning into a strange human face.

The eyes on the person's face are deep and terrifying, as if they are pulling the person's soul toward the endless abyss.

Interesting.

The wizard's apprentice's soul witchcraft.

This kind of witchcraft acts directly on the soul and has no lethality, but it can trigger fear deep in the heart.

Ordinary people can't stop it at all.

"Mortal!"

Sly Face's mouth opened wide, like a huge black hole, swallowing Karl:

"Don't try to contact the devil. Although your soul has been corrupted, I don't mind. Taste."

"If you continue to acquire that estate..."

"Hey..."

The black hole slowly retracted until it disappeared, and the distorted text on the magazine returned to its original state.

“Interesting.”

Carl folded his hands and nodded slowly:

“No wonder the manor has not been sold even though the price has been adjusted several times in the past six months. It turns out that A wizard apprentice did something secretly."

"It's just a bluff..."

"It's not malicious."

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Abe is from Cologne. He was deceived in order to join the Church of the Burning Sun in the early years. Use fire to burn your body.

As a result, the church did not join, but instead suffered extensive burns on his body, and his face was even more horrifying.

He put down the bell-shaped demonized object in his hand, calmed down, opened the door and walked towards the street outside.

After turning several times along the narrow alley, Abe came to the place where his mentor used for research.

“Mentor!”

“Yeah.”

Browning, a tall and thin senior wizard apprentice with white hair, was preparing a potion. He heard the sound and nodded:

"Is there any news?"

"Yes." Abe bowed his head. :

“A count named Karl is interested in buying the manor, and the current price has reached two thousand gold coins.”

“It is unclear whether the negotiation can be completed.”


"Two thousand gold coins?" Browning stopped his movements and sneered with disdain:

"When the manor was sold from me, it was worth eight thousand gold coins, and this is already Special price.”

“It can only be sold for two thousand now?”

Abe didn’t say anything.

The war had just begun, and no one thought that the army of the Kingdom of Cologne could actually reach the royal city.

Moreover, the mentor has killed several owners of the manor over the years, so of course the price has to drop again and again.

“Forget it.”

Browning obviously knew the reason, and sighed:

“Just two thousand gold coins, you can find a buyer these days. I’ll take action after people move in.” Abe’s expression changed slightly.

"The successive murders of the owners of the manor have become a big news. If something happens to someone again, I am afraid it will attract the attention of the church."

"And the person who plans to buy the manor this time is a count. What if there is something else behind him..."

"Huh..." Browning glanced at his disciple:

"Don't worry!"

"The things in the basement of the manor were arranged by my mentor himself. Unless the archangel took action, it would be impossible to find the problem. For so many years, you thought that no one from the church had gone down there. Have you checked it?" He glanced at his research base, his eyes burning:

"My research has reached the most critical moment. I heard that the Sark Kingdom has the latest cell sample. If I can buy one, I will most likely become an official wizard in my lifetime."

“These all require money!”

Abe opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

“Go!”

Browning waved his hand:

"Keep an eye on it. After the thing is done, I will give you a zero-ring witchcraft and take it as reward."

"...Yes." Ah Bei responded, lowering his head and about to leave, when his body suddenly froze in place.

"What's wrong?"

Browning looked sideways.

"Guide... tutor..." Abe's face turned pale, with fear in his eyes:

"I can't move!"

"Huh?"

Browning frowned, Subconsciously picking up the staff beside him, the zero-ring witchcraft poisonous thorns were ready to move.

I saw that Abe’s facial muscles were strangely distorted, as if something was hidden underneath. The flesh and skin stretched out and became larger. Gradually, a human face grew out from under his flesh, and then a person walked out directly. .

Dream walking!

Karl rubbed his cheek and sighed helplessly:

"This continent is indeed a desert for wizards. Even bloodline abilities have been suppressed to this extent."
< br>If he is in a different world or a magical forest, he can use dream walking to hide directly in the consciousness of others, and his true body can be manifested at any time.

And here it is.

Abe's body was almost bursting.

“It’s you!”

Abbe’s eyes widened:

“Count Carl!”

“Huh?”

Browning's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly pointed out the staff in his hand, and many tiny spores appeared in the air.

Zero Ring Witchcraft - Poisonous Thorns!

Although this witchcraft is only zero-ring witchcraft, its power depends entirely on the plants selected.

Browning has spent decades studying various living things. The plant spores in his body are a complex product that, once activated, can shatter and corrode even hard steel, not to mention weak flesh.

Under the influence of witchcraft, the spores instantly turned into twisting vines.

Karl moved his fingers slightly, subconsciously wanting to perform witchcraft, but as if he thought of something, he touched Abe's body with his hand.

A soft sword appeared in his hand.

“Shua!”

The sword flashed.

Everything in the field suddenly came to a standstill.

Immediately afterwards.

The hideous poisonous vines instantly dissipated and fell towards the ground.

Browning's body stiffened and he opened his mouth to speak, but a crack from top to bottom had already divided him into two.

"Poof!"

The two corpses fell to both sides, blood spewing out from them.

"Ah!"

Abe retreated subconsciously, his body trembling, his face even more pale, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

"Legendary Knight?"

At this time.

A soft, soothing female voice came from behind:

"More than that! I never thought that that humble wizard apprentice back then would have reached this stage now."

"Remiller." Karl turned around, looked at the angel in white who appeared in the room, and shook his head helplessly:

“This is our witch It seems that it is not the god’s turn to intervene in the dispute between the masters?”

“Huh!” Remiller snorted:

“You should be glad that you used the knight’s method in the royal city. One ring of witchcraft and I can kill you.”

"This does not violate the rules!"

(End of this chapter)

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