After traveling through time, I want to become a magical omnipotent saint

"You two really don't know how to honor me, Lord Shui Xi... Is that so? I should show you what true national-level strength is!"

Puka Ronnie drew his sword and uttered a harsh word.

Ling Yi already felt something was wrong. She had the "protection of the Holy Envoy" given by Isabella, but Shui Xi herself had no protection at all. She was just a dragon-man who mainly used purification magic. She fought entirely with her hands, spoke in a way that drove people crazy, and had an inflexible way of thinking. Could she really be a beautiful old lady?

Pukka Ronni drew out his sword, and a cold light flashed like starlight, as if the spring air had dropped to freezing point again.

An invisible white light flashed, five meters away, completely within Pukka Longni's fatal range.

Ling Yi is now a national-level magician, but he has not improved his strength much. His reaction speed is sufficient, but his body function cannot keep up with the speed of thinking...

The moment Pukka Ronni's sword left his body, he had already thought of how to dodge, but his body seemed to be out of control, and he stood there in a daze, unable to move.

brush!

There was a straight twist in the air, and the sword seemed to have broken through a space, enveloping countless ice crystals.

Even though Pukka Longni had used his full strength to draw his sword, in Shui Xi's eyes, the speed of this sword strike was as slow as snowflakes slowly falling on a windless winter day...

Shui Xi stretched out her right hand, and without even casting the purification magic, she clamped the blade with two fingers...

Puka Ronnie's attack speed had already reached his physical limit, but he discovered that Shui Xi's attacks were more than ten times faster than his own!

I just felt that her face looked extremely comfortable!

but……

The sword strike that was swung with all his strength activated space magic and ice element magic at the same time, and he could no longer stop.

Shui Xi directly grasped Puka Longni's magic sword with two fingers.

A strong wind came like a huge wave, and the scene in front of Ling Yi happened too fast! The speed was so fast that only microseconds could be used as the unit of time.

In Zevaang's eyes, there was only an afterimage and he couldn't see clearly what happened.

Puka Ronnie appeared behind them, holding nothing in his hands.

His face was terrified, and as pale as a corpse that had been dead for three days. He stood there stupidly, still in the posture of swinging the sword to end the fight, but it seemed that he had forgotten how to adjust his chaotic breathing...

Ling Yi didn't dare to move, and stood there stiffly...

Just as Zewaang was about to speak, he found that Puka Longni's national-level magic sword fell into Shui Xi's hands.

"The base material of this sword is really good, young man from the Longni family, are you giving it to me? Why not, let me exchange it for money, but... weapons that have been resonated don't seem to be worth much, right?"

Shui Xi pressed the sword tip with her finger...

"Huh?" Shui Xi took a look at it in surprise. "The base material used is actually the material of the monsters from the foreign demon army. No wonder the power is so strong..."

Puka Longni stood up straight, turned around, saluted Shui Xi, and bowed, saying: "Your strength is obvious to all. I have to admit in front of you that I am not as skilled as you..."

Zewaang took a few steps back, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief. In an instant he understood what had happened.

"Ahem..." Zewaang coughed twice to cover up the embarrassment at the scene, "It turns out that the two of you are indeed magicians of the same level. I spoke a little loudly just now, I hope Senior Shuixi doesn't mind..."

Shui Xi played with the sword in her hand and threw it to the ground in boredom.

There was no smile on his face, and he said with a serious expression: "You didn't feel the pain until you hit the iron wall? If you two don't leave some compensation today, I'm afraid it will not end well!"

Puka Ronni did not complain, but tactfully took out a bag of gold coins from his pocket.

He said in a deep voice: "Sixty gold coins." He chose to spend money to avoid disaster.

A bag of gold coins was thrown at Shui Xi. Shui Xi kicked the sword on the ground and the sword flew towards Puka Longni.

At the same time Shui Xi caught the purse, Puka Longni also picked up his sword.

"Mr. Zewaang," Ling Yi said, "When you go back, don't bother sending your people to monitor us. Why don't you just cooperate with us?"

"Cooperation?" Zewaang said with his nose turned up in the air, "Our Almighty Eye is the strongest organization in the Oberic Empire. What we lack the least is cooperation."

"Alas, you are such a self-righteous guy..." Ling Yi sighed, "An undercover agent from the Magic Group appeared in the Almighty Eye, and you may still be kept in the dark. My cooperation is very simple. After my guild is established, I only need to contact you individually. When the time is right, I will tell you who in the Almighty Eye is from the Magic Group!"

Zevaang was a bit stubborn and asked, "Sowing discord? Conspiracies are useful, but it is impossible for the Magicians to be in the Eye of All Power! The Magicians are mostly subhumans, 70% of them are below the intermediate level, and there are less than 20 high-level magicians. The minimum requirement for the Eye of All Power is the intermediate level 2. In addition, with the prerequisite of being subhuman, it is almost impossible for them to send people to lurk in the Eye of All Power!"

Ling Yi said decisively: "Since you don't cooperate, there will be no chance in the future. Let me remind you, be careful of Group C..."

After Ling Yi finished speaking, she took Shui Xi's hand, and a gust of wind blew by, and the two disappeared in front of Ze Waang. The two did not use any scrolls or teleport crystals...

"Be careful... Group C?" Zewaang thought for a moment and shook his head. "Mr. Puka, we have met our match this time. I will send people to secretly monitor them. Now that we can confirm that they are truly national-level, it's time to go back..."

After Pukka Ronnie sheathed his sword, he looked melancholy, as if he had suddenly aged ten years.

He spit out the four-leaf clover in his mouth, closed his eyes and said, "You'd better not tell anyone about what happened today, or I'll chop off your head!"

On March 10th, the world outside the city of Levonton was already warm with sunshine and gentle spring breezes.

In the vineyard where Isabella's family lives, the grape buds are just beginning to emerge, full of vitality, the mountains are lush and green, the streams in the silent forest in the distance are sparkling with silver light, and the air is filled with the fresh scent of grass and wood.

Isabella takes care of Kokoro at home every day and teaches her new words and the states of elemental magic. She does not use rigid physical terms, but instead describes them in terms of feeling, temperature, and color, which are easy for children to associate with. However, she does so in a description-only manner.

It was night again. After the night inspection by butler Charlie, Isabella changed into a black robe and used the monster transformation characteristics obtained from the slime to transform into the appearance of Higgindale. She controlled the source of magic power to that of a high-level magician and wore her identity card when she worked at the Eye of the All-Seeing.

After everything is prepared, open the space gap and go to the black market in Leonton City.

The black market is sparsely populated late at night, but people here don’t want any conflicts, and there are more people setting up stalls than coming to the black market.

Isabella chose a location under the window of a closed material shop as the address for her stall.

Today is the second day of setting up the stall, and what I want to sell are the sheep horns and bull horns of elite monsters that I picked up from the fourth-level dungeon. They are of different sizes and prices, and I only sell them at the price of a pair of horns.

The reason why he didn't set up a stall before was because he failed to deal with the corpse of the king-level monster properly. All those who participated in the defense of Leonton City were thoroughly investigated, and there were also many people from the Almighty Eye walking around.

All the hype has passed and now I can finally set up my stall with peace of mind.

Isabella was too lazy to talk nonsense and sat on a step with a white sign next to her. There were black words on it that read: Elite-level goat horns, thirty silver coins a pair; elite-level ox horns, forty silver coins a pair.

Thinking back, after returning home, I went to the black market several times to investigate the prices of these monster-grade materials. They were always a few silver coins more expensive, so I rounded off the price in order to sell more.

Just after the stall was opened, a junior third-level magician came to Isabella. The man squatted and said, "I need five pairs of sheep horns, one hundred and fifty silver coins, no more, no less... Can I take a look at the goods first?"

The man covered the lower half of his face with a headscarf and looked Isabella in the eye. There was no bargaining between the two. After all, the price was cheaper than several material stores during the day. The man was only worried about the quality of the materials.

Isabella repeated the action ten times from the void with her right hand, and five pairs of horns were placed in front of the man.

"Sir, you look like an honest man," Isabella said presumptuously. "Your fingers are rough. Are you a magic weapon craftsman in the city?"

The man didn't respond, dropped the money, picked up the materials, and walked a few steps away. The two junior magic warlocks who were with him escorted him out of the alley of the black market.