“Turn into flower fertilizer in less than a minute?” Angel gave Sanders a look of surprise, “Are Demon Eater Flowers so strong?”


    Angel knew that the Demon Eater Flowers were supposed to be stronger than him, but he didn’t expect they would be given such a high rating from Sanders, and even Sanders wouldn’tst a minute against them? This must be an exaggeration! Obviously such a small creature, Angel thought that they were quite cute.


    “In this Nightmare ne projection area, there are at least twenty restricted areas, and with my strength, I dare not easily set foot in each of these twenty areas. The most terrifying ce in these restricted areas is the Demon Eater Flower Tunnel. This tunnel, which is what you refer to as the unlit passage, is full of boundless amounts of Demon Eater Flowers.” Sanders continues: “The Demon Eater Flower is an intermediate demon, with powersparable to an apprentice wizard, most Demon Eater Flowers reach the standard of an advanced apprentice, and tens or even a hundred Demon Eater Flowers, I can deal with. But you should know that in the Demon Eater Flower Tunnel, there are not just a few Demon Eater Flowers, but millions of Demon Eater Flowers… I dare not face so many Demon Eater Flowers alone.”


    “And there is also a Demon Eater Flower King in the Demon Eater Flower Tunnel, the one that you mentioned that can float. You having the scent of the Demon Eater Flower King which allowed you to get here safely, showing you just how powerful that creature is.” Sanders doesn’t want to talk too much about the Demon Eater Flower King, and stops his exnation. This legendary or higher level demon, even if it is just spoken about, may make the other party aware of him.


    “So the Demon Eater Flowers were so strong… …” Angel still could not help feeling doubtful about the Demon Eater Flower’s strength: “There’s only one problem I’ve never understood. Why can I feel the emotions of the Demon Eater Flower?”


    Sanders doesn’t care too much about this he says: “Because they want tomunicate with you, they open up their emotions to you. For creatures who don’t want tomunicate, they won’t do so at all.” This only shows that Angel is very popr with the Demon Eater Flowers.


    “This is also strange, when you entered the Nightmare ne, not only did the flying skulls not attack you, but even the Demon Eater Flowers are friendly with you. Although it is normal that no demon creature will attack you, since you have the scent of the Demon Eater Flower King, but the original flying skulls not attacking you is very strange.”


    Hearing Sanders’s inquiry, Angel was also confused. He had always thought he was lucky by not encountering an attack, but it seemed to have been something else entirely.


    “In fact, I asked the Demon Eater Flower King a simr question, but it’s answer was strange.”


    Sanders: “Oh? Strange? How was it strange?”


    Speaking of the Demon Eater Flower King’s response, Angel shed a touch of shame on his cheeks. “It said I had… on me… the breath of the queen.”


    “Breath of the queen?!” Sanders froze too. He had a lot of spection, but he didn’t expect the final answer to be so strange.


    Sanders turned around to face Angel after a while, and his head reached out and smelled his hair for a long time.


    “There is no doubt that a scent as profound as the deep sea that is on your bodyes from the Demon Eater Flower King. Apart from that, there is no other breath.” Sanders was also a little confused, what is the breath of the queen? Is it because of this unknown queen’s breath that the flying skulls and Demon Eater Flowers were so friendly to Angel, to the point of not attacking him..?


    In the end, there was no useful answer to this question. Sanders can only me Angel’s talent for this special urrence.


    “Well, let’s skip this problem first.” Sanders continues: “After you left the Demon Eater Flower Tunnel, didn’t you see any demons along the way, and how did you find this ce?”


    Angel shook his head, meaning that it was not as smooth as Sanders had guessed.


    Sanders was surprised: “No, you have the scent of the Demon Eater Flower King, there should be no low-level demons willing to trouble you, and even intermediate demons may not be able to deal with you, did you possibly encounter a high-level demon? No, it can’t be.”


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    Angel looked at his cheap Mentor, with a handsome mature face and steady charm, but his mind was thinking of the other Sanders. The appearance of Sanders in his youth did not change much, but his temperament was not as steady and as self-confident as he is now, but held an outward conceit to the world and an indomitable will. Apart from both still speaking very little, the two werepletely different.


    “Angel, what are you thinking about?” Asked Sanders.


    Angel turned around and said in a trance, “I didn’t meet a high-level demon, but I’ve met someone.”


    “Someone? Who was it? ”


    Instead of answering immediately, Angel took out a dagger and a ck stick from his waist and put it in front of Sanders.


    Seeing these two objects, Sanders pupils dted sharply, quickly picking the objects up from the table, looking at the unworn edges, the white strip around the handle, and the familiar pattern, he was suddenly stunned.


    There is a pattern on the scabbard: The wings of the sword are spread and inserted upon thorny roses.


    Pulling out the dagger, on the back of the de there is a small row of flowery text in themonnguage: Invincible Rose, Glory Evesting.


    “Thorn Rose Dagger… …” murmured Sanders.


    This is not an alchemy weapon, but a weapon from his family when Sanders was a mere mortal. The pattern on it is his n’s emblem, and thenguage on it is from the n’s motto.


    As a mortal weapon, the Thorn Rose Dagger can be said to cut iron like mud, but since he became a wizard, this weapon has been of little use. He kept it with him just as a keepsake.


    Looking at the dagger in hand, Sanders also pulled one from his own pocket, slowly taking out his own dagger.


    The two daggers were put together topare, aside from the degree of wear and tear being different, regardless of appearance, material, or size, they can be said to be identical.


    “Why are there two daggers?!” Sanders’s expression showed a look of shock.


    Sanders put down the dagger and picked up another short ck stick.


    He himself carried an alchemy wand, but the wand was made by an alchemy master from Sky Machinery City, a little longer and much stronger than the one presented. The short ck wand in his hand is just a basic alchemy wand with a me sign on one side of the wand.


    This me sign is a totem from the Savage Grottoes.


    This wand is obviously a Savage Grottoes standard wand, which can be exchanged directly for points. It can be said to be the mostmon kind of magic wand. But Angel taking out this wand, Sanders was no stranger to it, these familiar scratches, instantly brought his memory back to two hundred years ago-


    That was before he was promoted to an official wizard.


    As an apprentice, without a deep background, and with no reliance or any backers, Sanders could only rely on himself and his own two hands to cast his spells. He remembers looking for opportunities and working hard, day and night, and getting in close contact with death numerous times.


    This wand followed him on his long journey. Until an ident happened, the wand was damaged while fighting a tough battle.


    It can be said that this is a mementos wand for Sanders. But as early as two hundred years ago, he recycled the wand’s material so it has beenpletely erased in the real world. But what he did not expect was that he would see this wand again in his lifetime.


    With a touch of emotion, Sanders put down the wand, and looked straight at Angel as he asked: “…Who on earth did you see?”