Chapter 90 - See Through (1/2)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Heath leaped forward and immediately engaged in a fierce battle with the lion behind Ender.

This was also an alchemy lifeform. Its strength was on par with the previous scarecrow, but its defense was much stronger than the scarecrow.

The battle ended very quickly.

Ender sat on the ground, panting. “Fortunately, I met you. Oh god. Otherwise, I’d be dead.”

Heath put away his cross sword and asked with raised eyebrows, “Why are you here?”

He had just come up from the sixth floor and met someone he was familiar with. He did not know whether it was a coincidence or some special arrangement.

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Ender explained, “I have been trapped here for several days…”

Heath had a general understanding of his situation from Ender.

Unlike Heath, he was very lucky. He had come to the fifth floor directly from the day he entered the secret realm.

Unfortunately, his strength did not match his luck. After arriving on the fifth floor, it was difficult for him to face the monsters here.

A few days ago, it was not a big deal. The sand in the hourglass had been increasing, so there was no pressure. He took the map and found some weak alchemy creatures to challenge, so he also obtained a few treasures…

Until the bell rang not long ago.

“…I had no choice but to bite the bullet and challenge White Castle. I didn’t expect to meet that wooden lion before I got there. Fortunately, I met you…”

After listening to Ender’s story, Heath frowned and thought for a while.

‘There must be some special arrangement in this secret realm. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be so coincidental.’

It wasn’t unusual for two familiar people to meet in a certain area. Fate-type spells could do that.

Ender said happily, “It’s great to meet you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t know what to do.”

Heath looked into the distance.

In the middle of the red forest, a towering white castle was very eye-catching…

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On the other side, at the entrance lake.

Ferde’s gaze fell on the image in the water ball.

The image displayed was the wheat field that Heath had fought before. The flames had been extinguished, and the wheat field was littered with the remains of scarecrows.

Ferde could not help but praise, “This Apprentice’s combat ability is pretty good!”

These alchemical lifeforms were personally made by him. Although it was just a casual brush, each scarecrow’s offensive ability was still equivalent to that of an advanced Apprentice.

It was not easy for a middle-level Apprentice like him to defeat so many scarecrows.

Ferde asked curiously, “Who taught him?”

Slater explained, “Lord Ferde, he is just an ordinary Apprentice in our Shadow Tower. He doesn’t have a teacher yet.”

Ferde was stunned. “An ordinary Apprentice?”

To be able to become a middle-level Apprentice before the age of 20, and to have such outstanding combat ability, even in those large Wizard organizations, was already an outstanding performance.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and asked, “What’s his bloodline?”

Slater explained, “He’s a mudblood.”

Ferde understood.

He shook his head and said regretfully, “That’s a pity…”

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