Chapter 482 - Chapter 482: 158. The ignorant are greedy. (1/2)

Chapter 482: 158. The ignorant are greedy.

“I am Madimanson, the commander of the Combat Alchemists. I was originally a member of the Re-forged Alchemist Association. Now, I work for the Alchemy Cathedral, serving as the Elder of the Lower Town Alchemy Branch.”

The speaker was a man wearing the standard Alchemy Weaponry of the Temple Guard.

His Alchemy Weaponry was a beautifully engraved silver armor. The metal pauldrons on his shoulders extended outwards like wings. A white cape with golden borders fluttered behind him, giving him a formidable and majestic presence.

This Commander named Madimanson had eagerly approached upon noticing Mabel conversing with the Meaty Eye.

Noland Lee quickly drew up a “Breath of the Dead” magic scroll on the spot and handed it to Madimanson for use.

Madimanson confidently declined Noland Lee’s kind offer. He glanced at Noland Lee a few times, his gaze lingering briefly on the Death Herald Guild’s magic robe.

It was clear that he was quite concerned about Noland Lee, the powerful wizard.

Mabel briefly introduced Noland Lee to Madimanson, mentioning that he had just used the Professor’s advanced magic to cleanly sweep away the enemies.

Madimanson greeted Noland Lee simply, accepting this explanation.

Noland Lee threw out a Deconstruction Technique to take a look.

The complete deconstruction of Madimanson required a high energy value of 220,000 points. This indicated that he was a Tier 7 Alchemist, and one who also specialized in the field of combat.

Noland Lee recalled that he had not seen the Great Alchemist take action himself. However, judging by the confident demeanor of the other party, it appeared that their strength must not be weak.

Noland Lee put away the extra magic scroll, quietly standing aside to observe Madimanson and Mabel’s conversation with the Meaty Eye.

What Mabel wanted to obtain from the Meaty Eye were extraordinary pieces of knowledge related to aberrations.

Questions such as how aberrations came to be, whether they were possibly artificially created, and whether they could be transformed into aberrations through the power of magic were all things Mabel desperately wanted answers for.

The answer provided by the Meaty Eye was vague and tantalizing.