In the middle of the night, a figure appeared on the street in the southeast corner of Tal City. At this moment, the lights of thousands of families were extinguished. It was when people were dreaming that this figure appeared alone on the street, which seemed extremely inconsistent. Looking closer, the person was covered in a wide gray-black cloak. Yes, this was Wengerens who was traveling late at night to investigate.

"Where is the blue roof with strange patterns?" Wengerns muttered to himself, searching around, looking for the house that might be the Dulin family.

"Please, the blue covered by the night is probably not visible, and the lines are even harder to see clearly. The waiter could see it, probably because he was a wanderer." Wengerns' fingers holding the staff were twisted white at this time, which shows how nervous Wengerns was at this time! After all, from what the waiter said, it is not difficult to tell that a fight had occurred there. From the current situation, Dulin was likely to be kidnapped, otherwise he could have gone to the Mage Guild for help. In this case, his mission would not be established.

But the problem is that the Magisters Guild doesn't know that something happened to Dulin now, which means Dulin has no chance to say it, or dares not say it. Thinking of this, Wengerns thought of the waiter saying that he heard the child's voice at that time, and he dared not ignore the details of each information.

"Damn it, rob the existence of the alchemist. Even if the alchemist's direct combat power is not strong, after all, there are a lot of potions and magic equipment to help, and ordinary people can't bear the bombardment style at all. What kind of existence is it? It seems that I'm in trouble again!" Wengerns smiled self-deprecatingly, and did not think about it anymore, but focused on finding the blue roof with strange patterns.

"Damn it, if I hadn't been afraid of alarming the snake, I would have come to find it with magic!" Wengern thought angrily.

While thinking, he slowly looked around, and just as Wengerns glanced inadvertently, his steps immediately paused and his heartbeat suddenly became stronger! "Blue roof?" Wengerns was extremely surprised. He really searched for something without any effort. "I found it like this? It seems that no one can stop the luck." In addition to the surprise, Wengerns calmed down. After all, no one knew what would be waiting for Wengerns.

"Luckily I bought a lot of this." Wengerns thought about it and took out a few scrolls from the magic bag. After a closer look, it was all of them. It was a second-level magic spell - knocking technique. "Well, it's not much more convenient to open the door with spells." A magical aura flew out of a torn scroll and quickly covered the lock of the wall door. In an instant, the lock opened with a "click".

Wengerns saw the door open, but did not go in immediately. Instead, he stood at the door and patrolled around vigilantly. - Maintaining enough caution is a mage, especially when he is alone. After confirming that no one is following or paying attention, Wengerns immediately pushed the door open a small gap, flashed in, and then closed the door softly. At first glance, it was impossible to see that the lock was opened and someone had come in. Everything seemed to have not changed.

Entering the yard, Wengerns carefully whispered to the front door of the house, summoning the bones, letting him hide in the shadows, and acting according to the situation. After using a knocking scroll again, Wengerns finally came to the house.

It shocked Wengerns, but as he expected, the whole house had been destroyed, and the broken furniture, furnishings, and daily necessities were in a mess. The once gorgeous and gorgeous crystal chandeliers on the ceiling of the house were now only half of them drooping, swaying in the air. The paints of the four walls had been stripped off in large pieces. In the house, there was almost nothing intact except the windows. Obviously, those people, including Dulin, were unwilling to let outsiders discover that there had been a fight here.

Wengerns was carefully searching for clues in the room, and finally there was an open secret door on the ground behind a pile of debris - the door leading to the secret room. After confirming that there were no other missing lines, Wengerns cast a light into the secret room and walked carefully down the door.

There were no traces of fighting along the way. After walking into the secret room, Wengerns immediately saw three tables filled with various bottles and jars of equipment needed for alchemy. One of them was placed on a large jar, and there seemed to be something inside, and there was smoke constantly emitting blue smoke. However, Wengerns did not dare to look closely at what was inside. After all, alchemy is not a very safe research, otherwise there would be no need to build the laboratory under the house.

After looking around and not finding anything valuable or clues, Wengerns was a little disappointed. Just as he was about to leave, a big jar on the table suddenly "bounced" in the big jar. It was not very loud, but it was already very harsh in this silent basement. Wengerns suddenly looked back and saw that the blue smoke on the big jar was no longer invisible, but gathered together to form a ring.

"Ring!" After seeing the ring, Wengerns' heart shrank suddenly, because the ring looked exactly the same as the heart ring he wore! Seeing this, Wengerns quickly walked towards the big cylinder and observed carefully. There was nothing else on the table except the big cylinder. Wengerns carefully circled around the cylinder and immediately found that there was a small notch on the side of the cylinder against the wall. Wengerns took out his ring and compared it, and was surprised to find that the ring could be perfectly embedded in the concave surface of the cylinder. After reaching this conclusion, Wengerns immediately inlaid the ring into the concave surface. After the ring was perfectly combined with the concave surface, a ray of light flashed on the cylinder, and a large amount of mist surged, gathered above the mouth of the cylinder, and the image of a middle-aged man appeared.

I saw the man with fluffy and messy brown hair in a calm tone and said expressionlessly: "Master, I don't know who you are. I got the news from the Magister Guild that you will use the Ring of the Heart to let me process it, so I have been staying at home with my daughter these days and have not traveled. But somehow, my identity was known to the people of the Starling Society. They sent people from the Taal branch to find me and asked me to serve them and go to their stronghold. Of course I refused. I just wanted to maintain my absolutely neutral camp and spend my life peacefully with my daughter. Unfortunately, the people in the Starling Club are not easy to talk to. After they learned that I had rejected their invitation, they sneaked my eight-year-old daughter while I was doing the experiment. You should guess what happened next. We fought, and I gained the upper hand with the potions and magic items I made!

(Wengerns noticed that when he talked about this, the originally emotionally unsatisfied voice showed a hint of pride) but at this moment, one of the assassins (one of the Wanderer's advanced professions) controlled my daughter Lucy and threatened me with this. I had to listen to him. After my wife's death, Lucy was the only light in my life! I had to agree to leave with them, but I left this image with the excuse of packing up my alchemy materials. Yes, this is an image. I can't hear what you said. .I'm not even sure if you can find my secret room, my design. I let the tank ring every five minutes and the ring image appears. I can only hope for luck. If my image is inspired, I should have succeeded. After my image is broken, an object will be sprayed out of the tank and handed it to the people of the Mage Guild, and they will understand everything here and try to save me. Well, my image will not last long and will disappear. Good luck, or, in other words, good luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dulin's avatar turned into a burst of blue smoke and dissipated. At the same time, a small square disc popped up in the tank, which should be the object Dulin mentioned. Wengerns quickly took the object with his hands and looked at it carefully. Unfortunately, he couldn't see the material or how to use it, so he carefully put it into the magic bag.

"Oh, my mission has become like this, becoming more and more complicated. Du Lin is also in contact with the Magister Guild. He should just move into the Magister Guild when he predicted that Starling would pay attention. Alas, the nature of my mission has changed. Damn, I have no idea about my own affairs. Now, it undoubtedly makes me fight Starling without any choice and make things difficult for me." While sighing, Wengerns walked out of the secret room.

Suddenly, Wengerns stopped moving forward and stood quietly after the exit of the secret room passage, not daring to make a slight sound. It turned out that the bones that began to hide in the dark had just contacted him through the relationship of the magic pet contract and informed him that there was danger outside, and there were three or four people lying there. This made Wengerns sweat in a cold sweat. You must know that he had been ready to leave without any warning. If he went out like this and was attacked, he would basically die!

After forcibly calming down, Wengerns asked Bones: "What is the level of the other party? Where is the position?" What made him breathe a sigh of relief was that Bones told him that those people were about the same strength as him, and they were just at level 7 or 8, one or two levels lower than Wengerns.

As long as Wengerns is ready, it will be fine to deal with the opponent. Thinking of this, he began to bless himself with defensive spells.

Just as Wengerns was busy blessing his spells, two close-range wanderers outside the secret room passage were discussing, and one of them asked, "Second, should the task be solved this time?"

The person next to him said, "How can I know? Maybe. I didn't expect someone would come here. The alchemist really had a hand and didn't tell us something. If it weren't for putting spells on the door lock at that time, I wouldn't have found anyone here today." The person at the beginning also said with a little emotion: "Yes."

At this time, Wengerns had already blessed himself with protective arrows, increased resistance, resisted energy damage and other spells. At the same time, he notified the bones with his mind: "Start attack the two beings at the entrance of the passage." As soon as the order was issued, a wanderer screamed "Ah". At this time, Wengerns also prepared the spell and pointed at a shadow corner opposite the right side of the passage, "Dehydrated bubbles!"

A purple light flashed, forming a purple bubble to wrap the man around. The man's face was full of horror, and his skin immediately became dry and wrinkled due to lack of moisture, which soon led to dehydration and his whole body fell to the ground and died. It was simply terrible. At this time, the bone had stabbed the bone knife into the heart of another wanderer at the entrance of the hole.

The person on the left side of the hole immediately reacted and aimed the crossbow in his hand at Wengerns and pulled the trigger. Unfortunately, a round of crossbows was fired but could not kill Wengerns, but only weakened the magic aura of the protective arrow to almost disappear. At this time, Wengerns's spell was successfully released, "Magic missile!" Four sky blue magic balls shot out from Wengerns. At this distance, although the opponent tried hard to dodge, the front was still blown into blur within the tracking range of the magic missile.
Chapter completed!