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Chapter 304 Chapter 302: Battle of the Shining Stars (Subscription Request)

Water Garden,

In the living room.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the pure white and sacred bones. Their expressions were a little dull, and even a little shocked.

Even the four subordinates of the unruly man were the same.

They knew that the box contained great treasures, but they never expected that it contained the skeleton of a fallen angel!

This angel skeleton really has no flesh or blood left, only a pure white skeleton remains.

Yet it still stands like a sculpture. It is obvious that a very skilled craftsman has fixed and connected the skeleton.

A wooden cross was passed through the abdominal cavity to support the skeleton.

He clasped his hands in front of his chest, his white head drooped slightly, his eye sockets were empty, but he gave people a feeling of lifelong compassion.

Looking closely, under his arms, his sternum is connected together to form a complete breastplate shape.

The pair of angel wings behind him were also without flesh and blood, but they were propped up high, as if flapping their wings to fly.

And on his back, where the angel wings are connected, there is a ring. The vast divine power emanates from this ring, in circles and waves, seemingly endless.

That is to say, there is dark yellow fighting spirit rising all around, like a city wall covering it. Otherwise, this sacred power alone would be enough to spread throughout the city.

A long time ago, the magic world recognized that angel wings were the source of angel power. In fact, the more wings an angel had, the stronger his power was.

In a sense, this is true. Those powerful angels either have four wings or six wings, and they all have names in the heavens.

However, later on, angels really did fall into the mortal world, and legendary wizards studied their skeletons and discovered that the source of the angels' power actually came from the ring behind them.

Angel Ring!

It itself has the function of communicating with the heavens and can gather, store and control the divine power.

Angel wings grow out of this ring.

There was silence in the living room for a long moment, as if everyone was shocked and speechless.

Only the rebellious man Sir Bernardo remained calm, obviously having seen it before.

However, at this moment, he broke the silence and said, “Sir Ignatz, although I accepted the mission and robbed the ship, I really don’t know much about this.

I wonder if you could help me clear this up?"

"This, I'm afraid it's not appropriate!"

The one who spoke was Viscount Iser, who was smiling and obviously didn't want to say more.

But before he could finish his words, Ignaz interrupted him: "Actually, there's nothing you can't say!"

At this moment, Viscount Iser's smile became even more distorted. Not only did Sir Bernardo see it, but even his four subordinates saw it clearly.

A few people smiled knowingly, as if they were watching a good show.

Only Ignaz didn't care. In his eyes there was only the angel's skeleton, as if he was looking at a work of art, fascinated.

But he did not stop talking: “Sir Bernardo, you were also born into a noble family. Although you have fallen, you still have some heritage.

You must have heard the story of the Silver Angel, right?"

The unruly man raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Legend has it that although this person is only a two-winged angel, he is brave and good at fighting.

Wherever the oracle went, he would charge into battle with unparalleled bravery.

Also to reward him, the great Lord of Light personally forged a divine rapier for him.

He also wielded this weapon, fighting from heaven to hell, from the abyss to the underworld. Countless pagans died at his hands, including the lord of the abyss and the devil. "

"That divine rapier is also the object of imitation for countless alchemy masters. I don't know how many swordsmen and assassins use imitations of that silver angel rapier."

As he finished speaking, the expression of this unruly man became increasingly stiff, and his voice became increasingly quiet.

He stared at Ignatz's back, his expression full of disbelief: "What do you mean, what do you mean..."

At this moment, even a rebellious person like him could not speak smoothly. After a short pause, he continued, "Are you trying to say that this angel skeleton belongs to that silver angel? How is that possible?"

The arrogant man was denying himself: "That person must be a demigod, how could he die like this?"

Ignaz tilted his head slightly to look at him and simply said, "Then why do you think his Silver Angel Rapier was imitated by so many alchemy masters?"

"It's because he has fallen, and even his divine sword has been left in our world, that those alchemy masters have no scruples!"

Turning back again, his gaze was directed at the angel skeleton, his expression still fanatical, but his voice was extremely cold.

"Besides, do you think that what I care about so much is just an ordinary angel skeleton?"

Sir Bernardo had completely suppressed his arrogance at this moment. He looked at the remains of the silver angel and asked the most crucial question.

"Who caused this demigod angel to fall in our world?"

Ignatz’s expression became even more indifferent: “The Helka world may be in chaos, but can you really not guess the war that can cause the fall of demigod angels?

Or do you simply not dare to think about it? Not to mention it?"

Sir Bernardo seemed to be irritated. He raised his head again, his face full of disdain and sarcasm.

"What you're talking about is just the battle that some people don't even dare to mention. But just because others don't dare doesn't mean I don't!"

"Isn't it the battle with shining stars?"

"Or, according to the records of the magicians, it should be... Woohoo!" His voice was clearly not loud, and, except for him and Ignaz, no one else present knew what this meant.

But the result was that as soon as this word came out, everyone felt an inexplicable chill.

The mighty radiation of the divine power did not make them feel the slightest warmth. Instead, they felt a chill deep in their bones, which made them feel uneasy.

Ignaz reacted the fastest. He suddenly turned around and covered the mouth of the defiant man, drowning out his last words.

"Are you looking for death?"

"Taboo! That's a taboo, don't you know?"

"I won't stop you if you want to die, but please don't hold me back!"

"Ahem, let go, let go of my hand, isn't that what stimulated you?"

"But I didn't know you were so brave! You dared to say something that they didn't even dare to write in the magic book?

You're looking for death, don't do this!"

"I, I didn't expect that either!"

"Alright, alright, shut up!"

At this time, Viscount Iser spoke. His originally friendly smile turned into aristocratic majesty. He looked around and found that no one dared to look him in the eye.

"Cousin Ignaz, are you ready?"

Ignaz said honestly: "It's checked, it's what we want!"

"Then just take it, we have other things to discuss!"

"it is good!"

At this moment, Ignaz seemed to be back to his normal IQ. He immediately picked up the angel's skeleton and put it back into the magic wooden box.

Only after the lid of the box was closed and all the sacred power dissipated did he restrain his fighting spirit.

However, after looking at the wooden box, he looked at the great pirate Viscount Bernardo and his men, and finally did not choose to carry the wooden box away by himself.

He raised his hand and called two guards from outside the door, asking them to take the magic wooden box and leave first.

Then, everyone sat down in the living room as host and guest, and Viscount Iser was the first to speak.

“As for the price, since my brother has agreed, then I’ll do it.

However, there is one thing I need to discuss with you. The large three-track pirate ship you asked for is almost completed.

However, if you require the hull to be covered with iron sheets, this can be done, but the price will have to go up..."

"Why? Is your Iser family bullying customers because of your size?"

"Of course not, but you didn't ask for this before! Since it's a last-minute request, I must calculate the manpower and materials. It should be reasonable to charge some fees, right?"

"Then how much do you want to add?"

"I mean……"

"No, no, no, you're asking for too much!"

"Then let me calculate my costs for you. First, the cost of materials... then the labor cost... and the time spent!"

Suddenly, the only sounds left in the entire living room were those of bargaining, mainly between Viscount Iser and Sir Bernardo.

The other four pirates and Ignatz hardly spoke, but they didn't feel bored.

Instead, each of them was trying to calm the fear in their hearts.

The previous incident seemed to have passed, but everyone present had their hearts pounding!
They were just using seemingly normal actions to cover up their panic.

However, it was this brief moment of distraction that caused them to lose most of their vigilance.

Then, a wave of divine power came from the outside world. Although it was fleeting, it was felt by everyone present.

At this moment, the bargaining between Viscount Iser and Bernardo came to an abrupt end. They all looked outside with dull and confused expressions.

"Just now, someone opened the box again?"

"Oh no, is there a thief?"

"My silver angel skeleton!"

Ignaz stood up suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he no longer cared about anything else. His fighting spirit burst out, and he rushed out in a flash.

Viscount Bernardo tilted his head slightly, a thoughtful look on his face, but it was only for a moment, and then he disappeared.

Behind them were the four pirates, two of them followed, and the other two did not move.

They stared at Viscount Iser for a long while before a gray-haired old man spoke up, "Lord Viscount Iser, is this water garden not as safe as you say?"

"However, losing the skeleton of the silver angel may not be a bad thing for you!"

Viscount Iser did not answer, but looked out at the dark night, his brows gradually furrowed.

On the other side, Ignaz stood in the air, with dark yellow earth-type fighting spirit blooming around him, as thick as the earth.

He looked around and stared at a receding figure, unable to help but roaring.

"You dare to come to my Isel family to steal things, you are courting death!"

(End of this chapter)