Chapter 127: My Profession Panel Is Somehow an Anime Style? Chapter 52

Even once, when Pompeii had just started dating a new girlfriend and was about to solo Iron Man, he discovered that someone else was actually hiding inside the Reincarnation Extreme Realm.

Outrageous.

But even so, the head of the Gattuso family still did not reveal the slightest slip.

'Worthy of being an old schemer, truly patient enough.'

However, Li Ang did not think the Aoding Society would keep enduring forever.

His act of pretending to be Constantine might fool others, but this old schemer would definitely notice something off.

When the time comes, He would surely send puppets to investigate.

But if the other party did not show themselves until Li Ang returned,

then Li Ang actually wouldn't suffer any substantial loss, at most he just wouldn't be able to attempt completing the second transfer condition of 【Immortal】.

Thinking of this, a sinister smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

Old Tang, who was beside him, saw Li Ang's expression and his eye corners couldn't help but twitch a few times.

These past few days, he could often see his 'little brother' reveal this kind of smile, as if he were doing something bad.

Li Ang, unaware that he had been silently criticized, controlled his expression: "Brother, today I'll still have to trouble you to continue guiding my alchemy."

Of course, Li Ang hadn't been idle these past few days; basically whenever he had free time, he would ask Old Tang for alchemy instruction.

Unfortunately, 【Space Opening】 and 【Concept Armament】 were still progressing slowly; instead, in crafting Corpse Guardians, he had gradually gotten the hang of it—after all, the operation Old Tang had previously performed of implanting an alchemy matrix into his body shared a similar principle with making Corpse Guardians.

And after personally experiencing it, his understanding of this technique naturally advanced by leaps and bounds.

Although Corpse Guardians most likely couldn't be counted among the Seven Great Kingdoms of Alchemy.

Although Li Ang himself was very dissatisfied, Old Tang, as the instructor, had already noticed something unusual about him.

This Bronze and Fire King was seeing for the first time a dragon species other than himself with such outstanding talent on the path of alchemy.

This also made him somewhat dazed, as if the one he was teaching really was a true younger brother.

Old Tang quickly came back to his senses; after briefly calming his mood, he once again returned to that cold and majestic appearance.

"You are quite studious."

Although he said so, Old Tang still began guiding Li Ang's alchemy.

It was also during these few days that Li Ang discovered that normal alchemy operations could earn experience for 【Dragon Vein Alchemist】.

Unfortunately, there was no longer a way to gain experience like before by transmuting large batches of alchemy bullets.

【Completed one alchemy operation, profession experience +23】

【Completed one alchemy operation, profession experience +17】.

Late at night.

In an observation room some distance from the Bronze Palace, a half-blood looked at the storm outside the window connecting heaven and earth, and couldn't help muttering: "This weather forecast is way too inaccurate—how could such heavy rain at night not be reported?"

Beside him, another half-blood chimed in: "Right."

"But we can't really blame them; after all, who could have imagined such heavy rain at night given how sunny it was during the day? And speaking of which, it's been quite some years since such heavy rain fell in the west, hasn't it? Truly strange weather."

While the two were chatting, the half-blood who had previously given Li Ang the phone looked at the storm outside the window that showed no sign of stopping, and slightly furrowed his brow.

Listening to the howling wind constantly ringing in his ears, he deliberated and said: "Do you guys think there's a possibility—"

"That the King of Sky and Wind has come looking for those two."

At these words, the room instantly fell silent.

The half-bloods present naturally also knew the rumor that had been circulating recently.

"Hahaha," the half-blood who had first complained gave a dry laugh, "It shouldn't be... right?"

No one responded to him.

After a brief silence in the room, everyone moved nimbly.

Never mind whether it was really that King of Sky and Wind coming for revenge; but since such an unusual event had occurred, then report it if it should be reported, and monitor it if it should be monitored.

Doing more is always better than doing less.

……

Amid the raging storm, the Bronze Palace was like a giant beast crouching among the mountains, motionless.

Inside the hall, the orange-yellow candlelight flickered ceaselessly under the assault of the violent wind, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

Li Ang looked at the rain curtain outside the hall like a tsunami, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly: "Brother, it seems He still couldn't hold back."

At this moment, Old Tang's expression was solemn.

He had already sensed that somewhat familiar aura within the rain.

That was—

An aura of a Sovereign, the same as his own.

Clip-clop, clip-clop—

The crisp sound of horse hooves pierced through the wailing of the violent wind and the howling of the torrential rain, and was transmitted clearly into the Bronze Palace.

Gradually, a terrifying figure holding a spear and riding an eight-legged steed appeared outside the Bronze Palace.

"Norton." The figure wore a mask on his face, and a voice as majestic as thunder issued from his mouth, "It's been a long time."

"And you—"

"Constantine."

As he spoke, golden pupils like a blazing sun looked straight at Li Ang.

Old Tang stepped forward and blocked in front of him, his face cold and hard: "Odin, I really didn't expect us to meet under these circumstances."

"Or would you prefer me to call you Pompeii?"

Upon hearing Old Tang's words, a snort of laughter escaped Odin's mouth: "A boring probe."

"Or did you sleep for so long that your brain went stupid too?"

"Norton."

Facing Odin's mockery, Old Tang's expression remained utterly unmoved: "No more idle talk. We have nothing left to catch up on."

Upon hearing this, Odin slowly raised his spear, rain sliding down its tip onto the ground.

"Ha"

"I hope your alchemy hasn't declined all these years."

As his words fell, the atmosphere instantly turned deadly.