Warlock Apprentice Chapter 1798: Section 1799 Revealing the Trace

Chapter 1798: Section 1799 Revealing the Trace

Since the mini signal tower he carried with him had already been sent out, Muse had to go to the public signal tower in the main city district to contact Angel.

By the ti Muse arrived at the signal tower, the sky had already darkened.

Unfortunately, soone was still using the signal tower at that mont. Muse waited outside the door for a few minutes, but the other person continued to babble on about inconsequential nonsense. Muse quietly snuck past the other person’s ntal barrier to eavesdrop a bit and discovered that what they were saying was basically aningless drivel.

Muse thought for a mont, then knocked on the door directly.

Soon, a burly man angrily opened the door: “Didn’t you see that it says ‘In Use’ at the door? Who… huh?”

Mid-sentence, the man suddenly fell silent because he realized before him stood a beautiful woman he had never seen before.

Having little interaction with won, especially with witches, he suddenly felt a bit at a loss.

Muse initially intended to politely offer so magic crystals so this male apprentice would make way, but seeing his current deanor, an idea suddenly popped into Muse’s mind.

Muse picked up a folding fan and smiled charmingly: “Sir, I have a very important matter that requires contacting ntor Lexa. Could you let go first?”

Lexa? The man seed to recall sothing: “You an, the ‘Whip Witch’ Lexa from the Blissful Pure Land?”

“Yes.” Muse threw a seductive glance: “If you could let go first, next ti you visit the Elysium Pavillion, I could give you a discount~”

At that mont, Muse appeared to exude a pink glow.

The man gulped, his mind seemingly blank, and nodded: “Alright, alright… let first disconnect from the trading caravan, then it’s yours, miss.”

The man soon returned: “You can go in and use it now.”

Muse smiled and nodded. Just as he walked inside, enveloped in a rich fragrance, passing by the man, a faint blue spirit suddenly appeared before him.

It was none other than Antonio.

“Dean, the target has been found!”

“Target found?” Muse was taken aback: “Where’s Rosen?”

“The City Lord has already pursued them.” Antonio replied quickly.

“Where are they now?”

“Over at Hong Kui Square!”

Upon hearing this, Muse imdiately nodded: “Let’s head there now.”

With that, Muse’s figure suddenly scattered into countless light particles, disappearing without a trace. Only a rich fragrance lingered in the air, along with a petrified man.

“Who was that blue figure? He called that beauty the Dean? Rosen… City Lord?” The man murmured sothing, suddenly realizing sothing, covered his mouth: “Could it be that she’s from the Research and Developnt Institute…”

The man’s eyes sparkled with excitent: my goodness, he seed to have accidentally discovered a major secret!

Muse, however, was unaware of the man’s current thoughts. Once he ca back to his senses, he forgot about these trivial matters, as all his attention was focused on the spirit tentacles that had drifted away.

He was currently in Hong Kui Square, a place crowded with mortals; amidst the bustling crowd, there was no sign of Rosen.

Where could they be? Muse’s spirit tentacles quickly found unusual traces on the rooftop of a tall building.

Muse flew to the rooftop. At a glance, there seed nothing special, but in the field of view using spiritual power, there was a sealed energy barrier present.

Muse stepped forward and gently tapped the barrier with a folding fan, causing the barrier wall to dissolve like water, allowing Muse to enter effortlessly.

Upon entering, Muse was already prepared for a battle, but as he approached, he realized that the battle seed to have ended.

Rosen, like a chanical war god, hovered in mid-air. His body glead with golden light as his cold chanical hand grasped the neck of a young woman.

The woman struggled continuously but could not break free.

Even if she managed to escape, she couldn’t get away, because a giant chanical falcon was circling high above, its golden pupils fixed intensely on her.

Rosen was known as the “chanical Beast Emperor” precisely because of the powerful chanical beasts he controlled. The falcon was just one among his chanical units.

“… Tell , who is behind you? Where are the other Sprout followers?”

Rosen sensed Muse entering the barrier but didn’t look back, continuing to interrogate the woman before him.

“Even if I die, I won’t tell… ugh!” The woman’s face contorted with pain: “The God of the Sprout will judge the world’s evil on the scales of justice.”

The woman’s crimson eyes bore a hint of madness: “You!”

“And you!” The woman turned her head toward Muse.

“You will all beco sacrifices on the scales! Eternally fall into the abyss of sin!”

After screaming, she began chanting so strange syllables. With no hesitation, a gold beam flashed in Rosen’s eyes and passed straight through the woman’s forehead.

In an instant, her consciousness utterly vanished, her empty eyes filled with surprise.

With a thud, she fell from mid-air, landing in the dust.

Muse approached to check her condition, confird she was dead, and looked at Rosen: “You acted too quickly; if she was tight-lipped, you could have used hallucinogenic spells or invaded her mory for answers.”

Rosen slowly descended from mid-air: “Her strength isn’t great, yet she possesses many unique techniques. I tried to invade her mory just now but couldn’t succeed. As for hallucination, there was no ti, for she began reciting the entry to the Sprout’s chaotic rhythm.”

If spoken swiftly with ntal will, it only takes less than two seconds to complete. Since entering the Sprout’s chaotic rhythm ant death, I decided to kill her directly, leaving behind a body for study.

Muse understood: “I see.”

Muse squatted to examine the remnants on the woman’s body.

After so ti, Muse stood up: “There aren’t any extraordinary items. It’s difficult to determine her origins from her possessions.”

Rosen pondered: “The woman’s accent doesn’t sound like it’s from the Southern Domain, probably from the Outer Domain. Later, I can ask Isabel if it’s an Origin World accent.”

Muse nodded, recalling what the woman said earlier: “Her final words, and those from the one who threatened you last ti, bear nearly the sa tone.”

Rosen nodded: “It seems, this is the Sprout followers’ habit. To leave a threat, then directly enter the Sprout’s chaotic rhythm.”

Muse: “The threat is secondary. From her previously confident tone, I feel she likely already transmitted information from here.”

Rosen nodded: “Not only Si Man’s mory but also… she specifically pointed out you. Likely considering you and as allies.”

After a pause, Rosen added: “So, that’s why you’re disguised as a woman?”

Muse had maintained a female appearance all day. Initially, Rosen thought he’d succumbed to the ‘split personality perforr’ ailnt again, but now it seed truly an effort to conceal his actual identity.

“I’m not like you. If the Arrow of the Defeated hits , I’m finished. So, changing my appearance is the rightful path.” Muse declared smugly, realizing that by coming personally to the Sky chanical City to target Rosen, they clearly need a confird target to shoot the Arrow of the Defeated.

Thus, by altering one’s face, making it impossible for them to identify who it is, the Arrow of the Defeated cannot be fired.

Rosen did not say much on this matter, as that was indeed his intention. All explicit matters fall on him to bear, while figures like Muse, Angel, and the others should best minimize their presence.

“The Sprout Sect could perhaps use the woman’s body to trace back to us. Hence, it must be handled promptly.” Muse paused: “Leave it to , once her spirit condenses, I will ensure her body is completely eradicated in the Material Realm.”