"You can't kill me. My mentor is the fire demon Wells. If you kill me, my mentor will never let you go!"

Facing Carl's relentless advance, Tas, knowing he was no match for him, roared in anger and threatened:

"Teacher Wells is already a second-ring wizard. No matter how powerful you are, you will never be his opponent."

"oh!"

Karl paused and frowned:

"Is the Fire Demon Wells already a second-ring wizard?"

This is not surprising. When he was promoted to a wizard, the other party was looking for an opportunity to break through.

After so many years, maybe it has been found.

"good!"

Seeing Carl's hesitation, Tas was overjoyed:

"If you let me go, this matter will be over. I will never tell my mentor and take revenge on you in the future."

"Heh..." Carl chuckled when he heard this:

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

"And the Fire Demon Wells must have more than one disciple like you. Will he go to great lengths to avenge you?"

"Yes! I will!" Tas took a step back and said hurriedly:

"I am the mentor's favorite disciple, and... and I have the mentor's blood in me."

"Really?" Carl nodded: "Then I feel relieved."

"What?" Tas was stunned, then his eyes blurred and a headless corpse appeared in his sight.

'Looks so familiar!'

"It's my body..."

As his head fell to the ground, his consciousness sank into endless darkness.

After Carl finished searching the corpse, he turned back to look at the fireball on the ground with curiosity in his eyes.

"interesting!"

"It's the first time I've seen a spirit being able to survive without a physical body before reaching the third stage."

It is common knowledge in the wizarding world that only the 'soul' of a three-ring wizard can leave the body.

And now.

The fireball on the ground obviously belonged to a first-ring wizard.

However, this fireball was not the "soul leaving the body" of the three-ring wizard, but was assisted by some kind of magical weapon. It is estimated that it can only be regarded as something like a "weapon spirit" in the future and will never be able to restore the body.

"Friend." A faint voice came from the fireball jumping on the ground: "Thank you for killing the dark wizard, otherwise... I'm afraid I won't be able to escape their pursuit today."

"My name is Mammon, and my husband is Albert, a soul wizard in the late first ring."

Soul Wizard Albert.

Carl said he had never heard of it.

However, he could hear the vigilance in the other person's voice, as well as the desire to escape.

"Mammon."

Karl smiled and straightened his back:

"Nice to meet you. Well then... we'll meet again if we're lucky."

As he spoke, he paced away into the distance.

Huh? Just leaving like that? Mammon was stunned, then he controlled the fireball to jump and follow:

"Friend, could you please do me a favor? I will definitely reward you handsomely after the task is completed."

"What's the matter?"

"My husband is injured and needs some medicine, but I have no way to send anything over right now."

"You are already in this situation, and you are still thinking about your husband?"

Karl stopped, looked back, and then shook his head:

"It's not that I won't help you. You saw that I just offended a second-ring wizard and I can't protect myself."

“Hmm…”

"You can go back."

Flying! With a flick of his staff, Carl turned into a wisp of breeze and flew towards the sky, disappearing in a few flashes.

Go back?

Mammon looked back and saw thick fog covering the valley.

Dream market?

Her current situation is like a fish on a pallet. Once she encounters someone with malicious intentions, she will be completely defenseless.

She finally met a wizard who had no ill will towards her, but he was not willing to help her.

Think about it.

Mammon controlled the fireball and leaped towards the Dream Market.

Until now,

She could only try her best.

* * * Carl, transformed into 'Connie' and the owner of the Dream Market, sat on a stone chair and looked at Mammon, from whom he had just separated.

At this time, in order to show his sincerity, Mammon dispersed the flames on his body and revealed his true form.

Some resemble a crystal ball the size of a fist.

The core of the crystal ball is a constantly rotating star, and Mammon's consciousness resides inside it.

This is a pseudo third-level inherited wizard weapon.

Although the grade is not low, it is of little use.

Apart from the ability to possess some space equipment, it can only be used as a "shell" to store consciousness.

"Mr. Connie, it's nice to see you again."

Carl held his chin with his hand, examined the crystal ball on the table, and said:

"I can only express my regret for what happened to Miss Mammon. I cannot interfere with matters outside the market."

"...I was careless. It's not Mr. Connie's fault." Mammon's voice sank, and then he said, "I hope Mr. Connie can help me deliver the things to my husband. I will pay you some reward for this."

Carl frowned.

"Owner."

Evangeline whispered, "Soul wizards have a good reputation and are very popular among wanderer wizards."

"Oh!" Carl raised his eyebrows: "You know him?"

"I've heard of it." Evangeline said:

"He is a very talented wizard who has the potential to advance to the second ring. You should know that wanderers without a family to support them rarely advance to the second ring."

"Well..." Karl nodded: "How about you go for her?"

"?" Evangeline looked embarrassed and whispered, "Master, I have hardly ever left the Dream Market since I was a child, so I am not familiar with the situation outside."

"Then who should go?" Carl rolled his eyes.

He nominally has four people under his control, but in reality the only one he can truly trust is Evangeline, who signed the contract.

Old Brin was an intelligence dealer.

Angelet's identity is unknown.

Harvey had a grudge against him.

"This..." Evangeline was also in trouble.

"Call Harvey over here."

Carl sighed:

"Let him run for a while."

Compared to others, Harvey has a wife and children at Dream Market, and the couple is in love, so the possibility of him running away with the donation is lower.

"yes."

Evangeline should be.

"well!"

Carl sighed:

"I have put a lot of effort into this market. I hope the results won't disappoint people."

After sending Mammon away, he took out the dream orb and began to refine it.

As his level of ritual deepened, the fog covering the Dream Market began to shrink inward.

Once all the pearls are stored, it means he can completely leave here.

…………

Somewhere in a valley.

A group of people gathered at the Six Ring Tower.

Baden of the Green family narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the space gate that was slowly opening in front of him, and an excited look appeared on his face.

"The Son of the Goddess of Night!"

"Level 3..."

“If I can obtain the remaining divinity from it, I can advance to the third level, or even the fourth level.”

Although he is only a second-ring wizard who has just advanced a few years ago, he has great ambitions.

Three rings,

Four rings!

He even thought that one day he could become a five-ring wizard and take over the family from the current head.

And this,

It must be obtained in this half plane.

"Be careful." Barn said solemnly, "This demiplane is close to collapse. Once the energy level reaches a certain level, a space vortex will occur. By then, even I can't guarantee that I can rescue anyone."

"Yes." Baden nodded: "Uncle, can we go in now?"

"Yes." Baine glanced at Vulcan at last: "Old friend, please help us guard the door."

"Don't worry." Vulcan said expressionlessly:

"I'll make sure nothing happens within a month."

The wizards standing behind him looked indignant, their eyes flickered, and they lowered their heads without saying a word.

They discovered this demiplane, which contained many opportunities for advancement, but...

Forced to be occupied by the Green family! Not only can they not go in now, they even have to help the Green family guard the door to ensure that the other party can come out.

You can imagine how frustrating this feels.

pity.

The Green family is too powerful, even Vulkan, the ruler of the earth and at the peak of the second ring, has to be obedient.

"Wait a moment!"

Sudden.

One of the people in the field had a drastic change of expression, gritted his teeth and spoke in a muffled voice: "One of my disciples is in trouble."

"Wells." Baden frowned, "Now is not the time to deal with your personal affairs."

Thinking that the other party would still be useful after entering, and that it would affect his own future, he slowed down his voice.

"rest assured!"

"As long as you help me get the things, we will be friends in the future, and the Green family will help you solve your troubles."

(End of this chapter)