Age of Adepts

Chapter 695: Behind the Scenes Transactions

This is a shady, scary hall of magic.

The fourth-level witch threw Alice here and left without a trace.

Alice struggled to climb up from the cold floor and tidy up her messy hair and clothing before she began to gauge the magic hall in front of her.

Alice's most intuitive feeling when she first saw this Hall of Magic was... so big, so tall!

This is the basement of the Coke Continent, but this strange bunch of dead spirits created a huge cave here, and then built a magnificent hall of magic.

Alice stood in the middle of the hall looking around and found that she could not see the surrounding walls with her own vision. While this vast, empty space is surrounded by thick darkness, it should not be able to block or diminish Alice's vision.

The only possibility, then, is that you are more than a kilometer from the edge of the temple.

It is only in this situation that it is possible for the situation to arise!

Alice looked up at the sky dome again, and the high dome gave her a feeling of being far away. A frigid stream of strange white light shined on her, making her feel more lonely and cold.

Although everything here is so weird, Alice sees a strange stroll in it. Because ever since Alice woke up here, she could feel a strange look on herself, watching her silently from every angle.

Now she's like an ant trapped in a tiny glass bottle with an unpredictable future. The other side is also lying on the bottom of the bottle, researching her with an alternate visual observation.

“You know what I'm looking for, don't you? ”

Suddenly, an unusually grand and cold voice echoed in this huge hall.

It's hard to hear each other's gender from their voices.

Alice nodded gently.

“Of course, you want me to take over the whereabouts of an item for you! If I didn't know that, I'm afraid you wouldn't waste any more time on me! ”

“Oh, the only good thing about dealing with you fatalists is that you don't have to talk so much crap.” Loud voices continue to sound: “Okay, now say what you want! As long as you can give me a satisfactory answer, I won't lose a dime in the reward of divination...”

“I'm here for a prophecy wand...”

“Prophecy wand… are you talking about this one? ”

With the roar of a loud voice, Alice had a magic mirror in front of her, which was a simple, crude, giant dragon cave. Right in the middle of Dragon Cave is a thick pile of golden glittering gold coins and a wide variety of magic gems, weapon armor, and magic items.

At the top of the gold stack, a magic wand shining with seven colored lights is inserted obliquely on it. Look at the style, look at the magic fluctuations, that's the prophecy wand Alice dreamed of!

Alice's eyes immediately emitted a tremendous desire for glow, and she exhausted her energy, which controlled her body without a probe to grasp the phantom in the water mirror.

“Yes, my lord, all I need is this prophetic scepter!” Alice converged all her expressions and focused on talking to each other.

“No problem!” cried the loud voice softly. "As long as you divulge the whereabouts of an object for me, this scepter is yours! ”

So easy... so easy...

The prophetic scepter who came to this seat of Fine at the risk of nine deaths and a lifetime, with all his own resources, is that all you can get?

Alice calmed down and immediately felt a slight discomfort.

The value of this object, which requires divination, is also known since the other party has been given a semi-artifact as divination reward. It is clear to Alice that the cost of life for each divination is often proportional to the value of the divination item.

The more expensive the item, the more difficult the divination becomes, and the more amazing the price she has to pay!

Another problem that makes Alice hung up more than divination pay.

“Sir, do you mean… I just need to give you enough details about the whereabouts of the items so that you can let me and my companions leave with the Prophecy Wand?” Alice tries to ask.

“That's basically what I meant. But you're the only one I'm dealing with, so when the prophecy succeeds, you can leave with the Prophecy Wand. As for the rest... they are not included in this deal! ”

Alice's smile lagged behind and her expression condensed again.

“My lord, they are my companions! I wish I could take them away with me...”

“Oh, little guy, don't make those indivisible demands. We're just a fair deal this time! You give me the information, I give you the scepter, you have no right to bargain with me! ”

“Sir...”

“Little man, don't think you can blackmail me with this! There are a lot of prophetic guys in the world, and I can send someone to get them all. And why did I pick you? The only reason is your witch identity. Your witch history comes from selfish profit, your mind is flexible when doing business, and there are no disgusting rules and restrictions when talking about trading... so, little guy, don't waste my patience! ”

“My Lord, what if I give up the prophetic scepter as a reward? ”

The loud voice silenced for a moment and finally responded: "If you give up your prophetic scepter, then you can take away your wizard companion. Besides, I can also agree to another ‘small’ request...”

Alice had a slightly curved corner of her mouth and a slight expression of regret on her face.

…………

Three days later.

Grimm, Alice, Usa and Mary left the trail of death and returned to the Floating Giant.

But as soon as she stepped onto the floating giant ship, Alice passed out somehow.

After a joint examination by several Destiny Witches, a terrible conclusion was finally drawn that Alice's life was running out.

This underground trip seems to have consumed a lot of Alice's life, putting her entire body on the verge of collapse. Based on her current physical condition, Alice has about two months to live!

Until then, Alice's vitality will last at least 40 years.

…………

When Alice wakes up again, it's night time.

Floating giant ships slowly float over high clouds and through the windows you can see a fragmented cloud gliding fast from both sides of the ship.

There are no lights in the cabin.

Only the bright and dark moonlight coming in through the window illuminates the magnificent figure in front of the bed.

Grimm's hard five senses of 3D are strong, and the dim light casts a deep shadow on his face. Alice opened her eyes and saw those bright eyes hidden in the shadows.

“You lost 40 years of your life!” Grimm sighed.

Alice's miserable white face rests on a white pillow, and her face is even paler than a white cloth!

“Don't worry about me!” Alice Johan laughed, and her silky, smooth, long hair was already silver at this moment: “I have at least some time left to live, enough time for us to do something! ”

“Two months!” Grimm replied with a staggering response.

“Two months has been a long time... don't you have faith in me? ”

Grimm hesitated for a moment and finally asked puzzled.

“Underneath the ground, what have you been through since we were captured? ”

Alice leaned against the pillow and spoke softly about her experience in the Hall of Magic.

“So... what exactly did that mysterious strong man let you divine for him?” Grimm couldn't help but ask curiously.

Alice's fingers gently nodded her forehead and shook her head with a bitter smile: "When the divination succeeded, the guy used magic to erase some of my memories. So even I can't really remember what divination really is...”

“That disgusting guy actually touched your memory... if he's so capable, why don't you go learn divination yourself and ask your little witch instead?” Grimm groaned angrily.

Alice smiled slightly.

“Or it has to do with his original attributes! The Power of Destiny always rejects dark property energy, so... if he is a high-ranking spirit, his luck value will always be locked in the negative, and any prophetic spells will be insulated from him..."

“Cough, I know what you're talking about. Nevertheless, I still feel angry that you have lost so many years of your life for nothing. Big companion...”

“Not really!” Alice grinned coldly: “Don't forget, the grownup still agreed to one of my 'little’ requests! ”

“Oh? What did you ask for? ”

“I asked him to send a small disturbance to the forest elves...”

Grimm was speechless for a while.

Around the underground world, he knew very well the horrors of the dead.

If tens of thousands of dead spirits come to the surface, it will probably be a worse scourge for the forest elves than the scourge of witches!

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Marks of Death.

Pokémon stationed near the marks of death are also continuously sending teams down to search for the whereabouts of Lord Antolyl.

But at a time when they were busy, strange mists scattered deep beneath the ground, bringing together the marks of death and the surrounding magical forest.

And just in the mist, a burst of hoarseness and noisy, intense friction echoes kept coming out.

Along the night breeze, a stench of rotten smell filled the entire heavens and the earth.

A group of zombie skeletons crawled out of the depths of the ground and moved slowly toward nearby elf positions. Behind them, large swarms of white carnivores drilled into deep ditches and, under the command of some middle-class dead spirits, swept towards the nearest elf city.

In their queues, even flesh and blood sutures, Dabo corpses, iron-skinned zombies, ghostly grievances, skeleton magicians, and demonic corpse streams can be seen from time to time.

And all of them, without exception, have been ordered by their masters to slaughter all elves!

Therefore, their eyes are bloodred...