Only Rennes and Isu were left on the beach.

"Master Anxi wants you to be a student?"

Yisu suddenly turned his head and looked at Renn with indescribable envy.

This is the Holy Soul Wizard, and one of the three most powerful Holy Soul Wizards in the Empire. It is so lucky to be a student of Master Anxi!

Even if Renn has mediocre talents and mediocre strength, relying on this identity alone can walk around the empire in the future.

Not to mention, Rennes's talent is rare in the world.

"Yes, this is what the teacher promised before." Ren nodded reservedly to admit, actually very surprised.

He thought that this mission was not completed successfully and he might not have even found out half of it. Master Anxi might not fulfill his promise, or he would have to wait until the matter was over before he had a chance.

I was embarrassed to ask.

Unexpectedly, Master Anxi agreed directly, which made Renne overjoyed. He fought hard and finally hugged this big thick leg, haha!

"Just be proud..." Yisu said sourly.

He summoned the Black Hawks of Shado, and the two of them sat on and flew to the castle.

Taking advantage of the night, he fell into the atrium of the castle and scared the guards' centaurs and mercenaries until he saw that it was the lord who had returned, so he retreated with peace of mind.

Renne nodded secretly, it seemed that the castle's defense was not relaxed when he was away.

After saying hello to Emilys, he returned to the study.

"Come out."

Ren said, and Yisu's figure appeared in the study and asked, "Next, Master Anxi sends someone to Shield Island. Do you still have to continue investigating the Aiden family?"

"You actually heard..." Renn raised his eyebrows. Isu's eavesdropping ability was unexpected. He actually heard useful information under the nose of the Holy Soul Wizard, and was discovered.

"certainly."

Yisu shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the sofa very relaxedly. He picked up the snacks from the coffee table and threw them into his mouth as if he was at home.

Rennes paced back and forth in the study, contemplating in his heart.

Pirino Eden, Earl of Atlank, must have a problem with this person. He has been relying on the evil god of the abyss "Lord of the Dead" for many years.

However, it is not certain whether Pirino's fall is related to the planning of the Modu nobles on Shield Island.

The Modu nobles I have seen have not yet discovered a second fallen man.

Maybe there is, but I haven't encountered it yet.

Only by having more contact with the nobles of Modu and secretly observing their beliefs can we make a judgment. Not only the nobles of Modu, the wizards in the floating city of Vizelan, but also the reputations of the powerful and nobles from all walks of life, should be screened with the eyes of the soul.

If the number of fallen people is far beyond the norm, then it can basically be confirmed that prophecies are related to them!

Renne sorted out his thoughts, sat down and said, "There is something wrong with the Aiden family, we must keep watching."

"Why are you so sure?" Yisu was a little puzzled.

"I have my own clues and reasons, you don't need to know why." Renne didn't want to explain it too clearly and continued: "Whether Pirino threatens Floating City or not, it will be wiped out sooner or later. Isn't that exactly what you hope?"

"Yes." Yisu nodded with a gloomy face.

The deep hatred between him and Pirino must be paid for blood, even if he pays his life.

Renn saw that he was a little anxious and comforted him: "You must be patient. Before the news from Shield Island is sent back, you cannot act rashly. I will use other methods to investigate secretly."

Yisu stood up and was about to leave, "I know, I will not destroy Master Anxi's great affairs."

"You can live in my castle, and I'll have someone arrange a room." Rennes spoke to keep him.

"It's not interesting to live here here. I still prefer to stay in the pink horse and leave." After saying that, Yisu couldn't wait to escape into the shadow plane and disappeared in front of him.

Renn was half disgusted and half envious, muttering: "This guy... treats the brothel as his home."

I looked at the time and it was not yet nine o'clock in the evening.

Renne didn't want to rest so early, so he entered the castle's magic practice room alone, intending to explore the application of activated metal.

His thoughts moved and inspired the iron body.

First, the whole body became extremely hard, and then softened. The muscles were like liquid flowing. The whole arm was twisted and deformed. The five fingers merged into one. The edge of the palm became sharp. The arm lengthened forward, and finally turned into a translucent blade!

He reached out and slashed on the ground, and the sharp blades and stone slabs splashed out of Mars, marking a deep mark.

"hiss……"

Renn exclaimed, it was sharper than an ordinary sword, and its hardness and toughness were far superior to ordinary alloys.

He raised his hands flat and continued to stretch his arms forward.

However, the extension is not endless. It stops after reaching two meters. The body shrinks for a circle and the arms become very thin and difficult to support.

The arms were shortened back, and three curved claws grew between the gaps between the fingers.

They attack each other and make metallic clashes.

Rennes groped for a moment and measured the limit of deformation.

Both the body and limbs can change, but not without limitations. They can only deform within a range and cannot be separated from the general human form.

And no matter how it deforms, the weight and volume are fixed.

Renn thought he could turn into a pool of soft mud, but he tried it, but he couldn't do it at all. If he forced himself into an inhuman appearance, he would probably kill him!

Even so, activated metals are still very powerful and have great potential to tap.

Renn faced the mirror on the wall, his muscles flowed all over his body. After a few seconds, he reshaped his form and turned into a completely unfamiliar appearance.

Not only are they shorter, but they also look very different.

After the steel body was removed, this appearance continued to remain, and it was just two people.

"This is much awesome than the styling technique!"

Renn touched his face, and the styling technique could only change the shape of his facial features, while the activated metal could change the whole body. After fixing, there was no flaw at all.

This kind of deformation cannot be seen through with spells. As long as you do not actively remove it, this is what you really look like!

Perhaps the only disadvantage is that you cannot decorate your clothes.

But this is just a small problem. Rennes decided to put dozens of sets of clothing of different sizes and professions in the ring in the future, and men's and women's clothing must be prepared and can be replaced at any time.

He stood in front of the mirror, his body shape constantly changing.

Sometimes he grows taller and thinner, becoming a middle-aged wizard with a very beautiful appearance; sometimes he goes shorter, less than 1.5 meters tall, his figure develops horizontally, and he is as short as a wine barrel, and he is a lively dwarf; sometimes he grows taller, taller, with a bulge in front and a tilted back, becoming a beautiful female elf.

Admiring the stunning face in the mirror, Renn was proudly feeling that he felt empty under him and quickly changed back.

Ah, size doesn't matter, it can be big or small, but it can't be without it!

He changed more than a dozen in a row, including humans, dwarves, elves, barbarians, trolls...

Finally, Renn turned into a serious and macho man's face, with a slightly lower height, his muscles swelled up. He put on a black leather jacket, took out the m870 shotgun that he had not used for a long time from the ring, held it in his hand, and said coldly to the mirror: "i-will-be-back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but smile.

Renn returned to his original state and shook his head and said, "It's a pity that there are no sunglasses and no cool motorcycles, otherwise it would be more like..."

"Um..." He thought about it carefully, "maybe there can be a motorcycle."

This idea triggered the inspiration.

Steam and mechanical technology have been popular in Alan Ershi for hundreds of years. There is no oil in this world, and mechanical equipment can only be driven by steam engines or combined with magic technology.

This has led to the high price of cars. The cheapest car also costs a thousand gold coins. It is not affordable for ordinary families and cannot be widely popularized on a large scale.

Bicycles are too cheap, have no technical content, and can't make much money.

And the bike is not fast enough.

If steam motorcycles can be invented to fill the gap in mid-range transportation in the market, the price will not be too high and the speed will not be slow, and it should be popular among the urban middle class.

Motorcycles can also be transformed into three-bounce crocodiles and sideboards, used as small means of transportation, which is much more labor-saving than a carriage, and the sales volume is definitely not low!

From four to two to three, what is lacking is not technology, but creativity.

Wait until you are free, you can try it.

Rennes withdrew his divergent thinking and continued to test the activated metal.

He took a few large iron blocks from the martial arts training ground next door and held them in his hand. The thousand-pound iron block quickly deformed and reshaped into a heavy giant sword.

The giant sword softened, covering the whole body, and turned into a set of fitted armor.

Renn thought and tried to merge the iron armor with his steel body. When he found that it was not possible, he could only temporarily connect it to form an integral part. Once the activated metal was removed, it would be separated immediately.

"After all, the body of steel is just a simulated form of metal, not a real metal. The two are essentially different and cannot be integrated."

"It's good, it's too dangerous to incorporate metal into the body."

Renn took off his armor and reshaped it in his hands, as if he was rubbing plasticine, stretching outwards, and the details became more and more precise. The barrel, spring, grip, and parts were formed one by one, and they became a huge Rambo gun in less than two minutes.

A heavy machine gun weighing thousands of pounds refracts darkly.

Renn fiddled with the gun a few times, pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger, making a click.
To be continued...