Joey flipped out of the window and rose along the window frame. The hot air flow separated from both sides of his body and was then thrown behind him. His boots gently rubbed through the tiles and stepped into the void.

He glanced down and saw the apprentice poking his head out and searching around, but he never thought about looking up at it.

At this time, a faint sound came from afar, mixed with the conversation between Cecilia and her apprentice in the room. It was a scream of a man, crossing half of the city and entering his ears.

Joey turned his head.

"He said the messenger didn't hurt us...it was just too mysterious."

The girl's delicate voice came, her tone was not sharp, but was full of worry and fear, which made her heart tremble.

Screams from afar are endless, and the vibration of the explosion spreads in the air.

Broken syllables and blurred words together - they rise and fall, like tides in the wind and rain.

The apprentice never dreamed that the object he discussed with Cecilia was standing above their heads at this moment. The young man stepped on the airflow expressionlessly, and his outline appeared in the hot wind.

Apart from the ring, he seemed to be throwing away some mosquitoes. The products in the Yeyu series were not sold to the public. It was the equipment provided by Chloe to the messengers. The effect was naturally unspeakable, and he also used the latest technology called the craftsman's country to create some revitalized runes.

But Soren Gesen did not disappoint his number at all. Among the "brothers and sisters" produced in the same batch, it is undoubtedly the most annoying one.

After throwing this long-lasting and terrible guy down high, Joey ordered: "Follow him."

The ring rolled in the air and stopped swayingly. The mist quickly condensed into a ball, flashing colorful light in the sun:

Who are you following?

When I saw the messenger, it floated upwards and the handwriting changed:

Why follow him?

Obviously, this bastard certainly knew who Joey was talking about, and it just wanted to be slandered.

If Joey paid attention to the long-windedness of the ring, he would not be Joey. The young man didn't even look at it, and his completely revealed body flew up like weightlessness. The wind led him to disappear into the clouds, and when the sunlight fell on the square brick and red tiles again, there were only two people left in the Knox Bar.

There is also an angrily alchemy ring.

...

Of course Ez would not have been to buy goods for the bar. He was the Duke's diplomat. With just one order, the part-time bar would have Max melon that could never be sold, and even the Edwin pure wine unique to the Four Leaf Corner.

But recently Ms. Tracy was not in the territory, and Chloe suddenly sent an envoy to come - when there was a problem with the teleportation coordinates.

Mr. Druid had to get busy. He had to explain to all departments of the kingdom the itinerary of the messenger, so that these people who were ordered to know what places they did not have to comply with the regulations recently, and how far they should go; and the Chloe coordinates that did not know where to place - this was originally his task, but after Joey arrived, the Tower of the Sky naturally believed in his own people more.

But Joey seemed to have no intention of completing the task in a short time. He stayed on the second floor of Knox Bar and drove Ez to the staff dormitory.

After solving these messy things, Ez also went to the mysterious store to buy pansy seeds. The cat face was indeed his last stock.

Druids are an unpopular profession in Chloe and the Glorious Council, so that there are almost no magic plants north of the Morris Range. But when Ez ignited the fire, he didn't even know that he had the blood of the forest.

The Four-leaf Collar borders the Wei Guang Forest, and finally he can find something he needs.

Bang bang bang bang!

Ez knocked on the shop door, and a layer of ashes fell from the wooden door, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Chester! Chester, are you at home?"

The shop was locked, the doors and windows were closed tightly, and even curtains were pulled up. Ez frowned and looked at the wind lamp in front of the door, and the steps under his feet were covered in dust.

The alchemist of the dead house went out? It seems that he has been away for a long time.

Chester is a rare natural alchemist, so he treasures many seeds of flowers and plants. Sometimes when Ez's magic plants are damaged, they will come to Chester to buy them.

Ez has a good relationship with him, and he knows very well that this guy has nothing to do and will never step out of the house. The druid has also mocked him as a gray lizard in the underground world, and he can't stand the sun at all.

But the gray lizard left without saying a word, and it was like running away. Did he know the news about the messenger coming in advance?

The higher mysteries will affect the flow of magic. For the sake of alchemy experiments, Chester may really move away temporarily. After all, he is preparing for the promotion ceremony recently... However, although there are many reasonable possibilities, Ez suddenly had a bad premonition.

He held the handle, and the cold door handle quickly absorbed the heat from his palm.

The green thin stem poked out from his sleeve and drilled into the keyhole. After a while, the machine bounced open, and Ez twisted the door handle and opened the door.

The house was dark and filled with a stinking smell.

The candles in the room were burned out, and the electric light unique to the Eastman Kingdom had already lost its function. Ez raised his hand and a large area of ​​fireflies flew out. The sound of shaking wings echoed in the silence, and fluorescent light filled the entire roof.

Nothing changed, except for the gloomy curtains, the furniture was placed in its original place.

Ez was not surprised not to see Chester. His leather boots stumbled across the floor and walked straight through the entrance, living room, study and dining room. He opened the door lock of the laboratory.

Fireflies surrounded him, and the druid saw the expected scene with the light:

The alchemist in a white robe lay on the ground with his face raised, his side was covered with dark green powder, and the blood-red liquid in the flask in his hand was still rolling with bubbles; large patches of mistletoe emerged from under his skin, and the branches swayed and grew extremely vigorously.

And Chester's gray-green pupils had already lost the flame of life.

"Heather bless you." Ez murmured, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, lowering his head to pray for his friends. Even though the gods had disappeared in the mysterious realm for a long time, Chester believed in the forest goddess with all his heart, and Heather was His name.

The alchemist died in the promotion ceremony. The magic of life drawn by the soul burning promotes the growth of plants, but due to some unexpected occurrence, the fire was not sublimated.

Ez recognized it at a glance. He had seen many of the same scenes, and he could even be regarded as experienced.

Mystery is dangerous.

The druid sighed sadly.

Chester's death made him feel a heavy sense of fate. Ez recalled his friends who came out of Chloe at the same time - the young apprentices at that time, and now he and Larsen are the only ones left.

Even a person like Chester who is far away from disputes can ultimately escape the fate of death.

Ez walked forward, but stepped on a pile of ashes. He lowered his head in shock, and a strange magic power broke through the thick boots and rushed into the soles of his feet. The fireflies in the room suddenly shone brightly.

The soul fire suddenly became active!

Fear suddenly covered his heart, and Ez subconsciously pulled his feet back, and the fire immediately became stable. He stayed there for a moment, and a look of shock and incredible appeared on the druid's face.

What is this?

The common sense that everyone knows about Knox is that creatures pull magic through fire. The fire is condensed by the soul and can be said to be the center of mysterious gathering. Anything that can cause changes in fire is extremely rare.

Ez squatted down, gingerly pushing away the ashes, revealing a drop of dried golden liquid. He frowned and glanced around the room, and immediately locked a bottle of opaque reagent stuffed with a cork. It was rude and it was like something picked up from a garbage dump, which was incompatible with the exquisite alchemy equipment around it.

Ez picked up the bottle, patted the dust on it, and then reached out to pull out the plug-in-the surging magic was like a storm, and the druid immediately re-tightened it. But even for only one second, Ez could see the remaining sticky liquid inside, and the molten gold-like color almost stings his eyes.

The fire gradually calmed down.

It seems that the reagent bottle is not ordinary glass, but a container specially used to hold this substance. Ez was frightened and realized why he saw this in the laboratory - Chester planned to use it to complete the ceremony!

There was also a page of parchment next to the lab table, recording complex formulas and symbols, and the strokes were sloppy. Ez could see how excited the person who wrote the pen was. Unfortunately, part of this paper recording the formula was burned in the crucible.

Is this the potion made by Chester?

The druid held the paper and looked back in a complicated expression, unable to restrain his heart's rush. He could understand many things on it, the genius' conception and wonderful inspiration, and finally intertwined into an epoch-making work.

Chester named it "Sovero", which means "rebirth" in None's language, and also "change of consciousness".

It deserves the potion that can activate the fire seed.

But even so, the alchemist failed.

Perhaps the potion is still insufficient, or perhaps it is Chester's own problem... However, this cannot change the ending.

Ez shook his head and felt depressed all of a sudden. He shook the reagent bottle, thinking that there was indeed no shortcut to promotion.

If the empty realm is so easy to succeed, then the ring level will not be considered a "path to the end of the cycle" - it means that the path of the ring level will almost be a dead end.

Chester is dead, and the next one may be himself. Ez knew that he had reached the key point, and if he chose to continue, his soul would also experience that end point: either be reborn in the ashes and leave the world; or it would be extinguished and become the embers of the torch.

A desire arose from the bottom of his heart, and hope of luck came from fear. Ez held the reagent bottle, and the liquid stirred a crisp sound, which might be the last Sovero potion. However, he looked at the old friend's body and finally put down his hand:

"It is your research result, and you must stay with you no matter how you do it."

The realm of the sky is a beautiful fantasy, and he is no longer a young man. The druid can live for hundreds of years, and Ez cannot see it on the surface, but he has already spent more than a hundred flame moons.

Fireflies are flying in the haze, chasing each other, rising and falling.

"Chester, you hateful gray lizard, where am I going to find my pansy now?" Ez whispered, lit the torch with a candle, and threw it at Chester.

The reagent bottle was also thrown over.

Accompanied by the slight sound of beeping, the mistletoe burned, and the narrow and flat leaves curled and withered, turning from tender green to withered yellow, and finally gradually turned into fiery red colors, as if the great alchemist Chester's lifelong pursuit.

Ez stood in front of the flames, closed his eyes and whispered softly:

"May your soul return to the forest-"

“Listen to Silver Creek’s songs;”

“Receive the prayer of oak.”

"The mountains are watching your glory,"

"The endless stars guide you on your journey."

The ancient eulogy fell, and Heather's followers slept peacefully in tranquility.

The fluorescence and the fire blend together, jumping so softly.
Chapter completed!