Super Dimensional Wizard

When Angel went to Pompeii Lane, he was still thinking about the wishing tree in Xiaguang Square.

Based on the information he collected, Lucas' secret seems to be related to the prophecy. However, every time Lucas's "prophecy" seems to come true in a weird way.

Perhaps his prediction was somewhat off? This is Ange's guess.

However, if Lucas really has a prophecy function, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

Many races are born with abilities, such as the Black Demonic Shadow Servants. When Angel met Whippedon, his "Void Body"-like ability could be said to be temporarily invincible to a certain extent. Compared with Lucas' ability, it is much cleaner and neater.

Not only high-energy races, but also human beings may awaken extraordinary abilities. Just like the "sleeping Li Zhiliu", she already had the ability to change the "nature of water" before she became a wizard.

Therefore, although humans have very few extraordinary abilities, they are not impossible.

For wizards, there are so many creatures with extraordinary abilities. Why does Lucas' ability attract so many people's attention? And even if Lucas' prediction was accurate, there are still many prophetic wizards in the wizarding world.

Therefore, Angel is still a little unclear as to what exactly Song of the Deep Sea and Xialu Sea Ridge have their sights on Lucas.

With Lucas' ability, is it really worth having the true wizards investigate him?

Unless... there's something deeper here. For example, did Lucas predict something about Song of the Deep or Shalu Ridge?

Or perhaps, Lucas' ability does not originate from himself.

"Could it be that Lucas possesses an item with prophetic power... Well, it couldn't be a mysterious item, right?" After Angel muttered to himself, he suddenly burst into laughter and felt that he was really crazy to think that it was. Something mysterious.

"Maybe he misses the Dream Conch too much." Angel shook his head and thought to himself.

Angel found Pompeii Lane, but he did not find the small courtyard that Lucas had bought for his lover. As time goes by, it is not easy to preserve things from three thousand years ago.

However, Angel still walked around Pompeii Lane, but unfortunately he did not find any energy reaction.

Immediately afterwards, Angel went to several locations that appeared in the logbook or Muya's records. They were either completely washed away by the torrent of time, or there were extraordinary beings operating nearby.

In order not to attract their attention, Angel just watched from a distance for a while, then turned and left.

This night, he gained nothing.

After returning to the Earl of New Ross's Mansion, Angel took out Lucas's logbook and read it again. He had been to almost all the "addresses" that appeared in it. The only place I didn't go to was the spot where Lucas committed suicide.

"On the sixth day of the first ten days of the cold month of Shuojin, 1353, there was fog."

"It has been thirty days since I returned to the mainland. No one believes what Honest Captain Lucas said. They said I was a liar because I couldn't bring back the treasure! I jumped into the well in anger."

Lucas committed suicide by jumping into a well, but there are many wells in a city.

Therefore, Angel could not confirm which well it was.

However, the general range should be able to be defined, because many wells are private wells. Lucas committed suicide by jumping into a well. It is impossible to commit suicide in someone else's well, right?

Presumably it was either his own well or a public well. Moreover, even a public well shouldn’t be too far from Lucas’ home.

Angel called Nite, took out the map that Nite had given him before, and delineated several areas, which were basically the areas where Lucas might move.

After handing the map to Nite, Angel took out a bottle of light blue water from his bracelet and placed it on the table.

The light blue light flashing in the light blue water dazzled Nite for a moment, as if he was witnessing the birth of life.

"This is light blue water, a special alchemy potion. Its function is to increase life span, up to 10 years." After Angel finished speaking, Nite's eyes instantly glowed.

His parents are now old. The reason why he chose not to continue wandering with the Yunluo was because he was worried about his parents' health. If parents could take this potion... Nite swallowed his saliva, his eyes flashing with desire.

Angel naturally saw the light in Nite's eyes. This light blue water was a low-level potion he purchased, and the quality was not very good. Normal quality light blue water can increase the lifespan by up to 15 years. This bottle of light blue water obviously does not meet the standard.

Because light blue water is too restrictive and consumes potential, even apprentices dislike it. Angel's original intention in buying it was also to give it to mortals.

"While I'm staying at your house, I may need you to do something for me. After I leave, this bottle of potion will be your reward."

Originally, he only planned to take out the velvet potion... which was an inferior version that he refined himself in the Savage Cave. However, Angel actually liked Nite's performance during this period. At least some of Nite's ideas could be used. Let Angel resonate; therefore, Angel finally took out the light blue water.

Needless to say Nite's thanks, Angel then moved the topic to the map in Nite's hand.

"Please help me check how many wells there are in this area." Angele paused: "As well as the year when these wells were built, please help me find out. It doesn't need to be a precise date, just a Approximate year.”

Nite had no doubt that he was there. Encouraged by the light blue water, he immediately nodded and responded: "Private well repairs must be reported to the regional baronet. Finally, they will be recorded and handed over to the religious council. I have a friend who is a religious master of ceremonies. , with his authority, he should be able to inquire about such low-level matters."

The Anjou dynasty was a country governed by both theocracy and royal power. It was normal for religion to handle these civilian affairs in the end.

"Then I'm sorry to bother you. Remember, this matter needs to be kept confidential."

Time passed and it was night again.

In the middle of the night, light snow suddenly began to fall in the sky, and the snow became heavier and heavier. In the end, the snowflakes were like dense catkins, blown by the cold night wind.

The City of Lost Music in the snow is even more dreamy and colorful. Originally, this city that never sleeps looks like a charming banshee trying its best to show off its charm, but in the hazy snow, it has turned into a beautiful city separated by a gauze curtain. Calm girl.

There are far fewer pedestrians on the street, and only the light of fluorite shines on the snow, reflecting the crystal clear beauty.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing thin clothes and covered with white snow spots stood in front of a factory on the bank of the river. As he approached, a long series of faint footprints were left on the snow.

Dong dong dong——

Amid a burst of complaints and doubts, the iron door was opened from the inside, revealing an old man smoking a pipe.

The cold wind from the outside rushed in, and the old man shivered, blowing smoke from his mouth: "Who are you looking for?"

"I heard that there is a very experienced shipwright living here, and I came here because of his reputation."

The old man looked up and down at the middle-aged man in front of him. He was thinly dressed, average-looking, and his clothes were a little wrinkled, giving him a sloppy and lazy look.

"If you are looking for a shipwright, then I am the only one." The old man said with a suspicious look in his eyes: "You are very unfamiliar. Are you coming here at night to rob? I tell you , although I am somewhat famous, all the money has been donated, if you want to steal the money, you won’t get a cent!”

"Donate it? Donate it to the casino?" A joke with a low laugh reached the old man's ears.

The old man's cheeks turned red: "Who am I donating to, and I want you to comment on it?"

"I'm not here to steal money, I'm here to give money." As he said that, he opened a cloth bag filled with shining gold coins.

The old man's eyes lit up, he took a long puff of cigarette, grinned his yellowed front teeth, and welcomed the person in: "It turns out we are a guest, please come in!"

After closing the iron door, the old man rubbed his hands and said, "What do you call the guest?"

"Ohm Shipwright, just call me Pat." The middle-aged man was Angel. He smiled and his eyes seemed to be staring at Ohm across from him. In fact, the spiritual tentacles had begun to spread around him.

The huge factory building is filled with all kinds of wood. On the river in the middle, there is a short sailing ship being repaired.

After a while, Angel put away his spiritual tentacles. There were no extraordinary people nearby.

"Mr. Pat, do you want to build a ship or repair a ship?" Old man Ohm diligently pulled Angel to the seat next to him. There was a fire burning next to him, dispelling the coldness nearby.

"None of them." Angel smiled faintly and said in the face of the other party's doubtful eyes, "I just want to inquire about something."

"Asking about something?" Ohm frowned: "What are you asking about? I don't know any gossip about princes and nobles, but I am very aware of the dirty things in the casino. Find Shuyuan www.zhaｏshuyuaｎ.com "

"I'm not interested in these gossips either. I just want to know, has Ohm Shipwright done any research on ships in history?"

"Then what kind of ship should we look at? I know a thing or two about famous ships." Ohm said truthfully.

"The Ling Fan, I wonder if Ohm Shipwright has ever heard of it?"

"Ling Fan?" Ohm repeated Angel's words with a hesitant expression: "Hey, I remember hearing about this ship somewhere?"

Angel placed the money bag on the tea table aside. The crisp sound was like a key to open the door of Ohm's memory. Some stories that the old shipwright once told him when he was young suddenly jumped into his memory clearly. mind.

"I remembered. Could it be that Mr. Pat was talking about the ship that Lucas took three thousand years ago? I remember that the ship seemed to be called the Feather Fan."

Angel did not deny Ohm's remarks, but asked: "How much does Ohm shipwright know about Lucas's Feather Fan? Why don't you tell me about it?"

As he spoke, Angel pushed the money bag towards Ohm, but the speed was very slow, which made Ohm anxious.

"The Ling Fan is an exploration ship, and its shape is a typical three-gallon ship from the Shuojin era..."

When Ohm pointed out that the Ling Fan was an exploration ship, Angel knew that he had probably gone away. The ship he saw on the sea was indeed Lucas's ship.

As Ohm spoke, Angel pushed the money bag closer and closer to Ohm.

Ohm found that when he gossiped about the Lingfan and Lucas, the other party moved money significantly faster; when he talked about the ship's model and functions, the other party simply stopped, so he picked up all the gossip from that time. chat.

When Ohm revealed Lucas's scam of the century.

Angel pushed the money bag to Ohm's hand, released his hand at the same time, and said with satisfaction: "This money bag is yours."