Chapter 679 (1/2)

I thought it was an alchemy prop for taking a floating ship. Unexpectedly, modsa led them directly to the backyard of the magician guild.

"Portal?" Locke was a little surprised.

Spend 100 advanced energy spars to send them directly to the city of Crimea.

Locke thought he was killed by modza, but if he passed through the transmission array directly, he felt that he would not lose at all

"The magic power of the east coast is indeed ahead of our three western islands." Ashar's voice appeared in the spiritual transmission.

The layman watches the excitement while the expert watches the doorway.

Locke hasn't used the portal several times, so he thinks it's very new.

But assar is different. As a second-class dark element teacher, she can even understand 70% of the magic runes on the portal in front of her.

"Is it a loss for us to count the 100 advanced energy spars?" Locke was still thinking about his energy crystal.

With a glance at Locke, Ashar said, "magic transmission is not a high-end rare thing. The three western islands have not been promoted because appropriate materials have not been found in the stability structure of the inscriptions of the magic array, which limits the wide use of transmission technology."

"It seems that this problem has been solved long ago on the east coast. Is it ectopic alchemy material or new magical synthetic material?" Asal touched her snow-white chin and began to think silently.

Next to Locke, when he heard the voice of spiritual power, assar said several professional magic words. He only felt dizzy. He still knew some low-level alchemy, but Locke was blind when it came to advanced alchemy such as portal technology.

After all, Locke is only a knight, not a professional magician.

"It's true that the magic technology of the east coast is ahead of us, but their Knight power is far behind us." Locke said in the voice of spiritual power.

During his years on the east coast, he heard of level 4 and level 5 magicians here, but never heard of the existence of powerful knights. The only one who can get involved with knights is a magic swordsman profession. It is said that he takes the path of both magic and fighting spirit.

"Hum, it's not that their knights are weak, but that they despise knights at all." Ashar sneered.

"Look, the more we go deep into the wizard continent, the more you will find that the status of knights is actually very low in our world. This inequality is most obvious in the main continent where the magic civilization has developed to the extreme." Ashar said.

Locke's expression was a little unnatural.

Ashar has never been out of the three western islands, but reading ten thousand books is also equivalent to traveling ten thousand miles to control the situation of the whole wizard world. Ashar is much better than Locke, a semi illiterate.

Assar's words Locke did not doubt. He just felt a little uncomfortable. He had heard some such rumors before.

However, Locke does not need to report too many negative emotions to the main mainland. No matter how the casters despise knights, as long as they are powerful Knights promoted to level 1 or above, they must maintain the minimum respect.

Moreover, there is no doubt that Knights occupy more than one level of life in the wizard world. In the wizard world, the vast number of knights above one level of light screen is enough for knights to have a certain voice.

In the Belem Empire, the prestige of knights reached the peak. It is the place where all knights on the standard believe. It is said that the purest knights can be found only in the Belem empire.

Through the portal, Locke and Ashar arrived in the city of Crimea in less than an hour.

Crimea city is the surrounding business center. No matter ordinary people or spell casters, they can often see a clear-cut coexistence system here. In terms of prosperity, it is not much worse than Princeton as an imperial capital.

When he came to this place again, Locke felt a little sigh and couldn't help taking Ashar to the familiar shop.

"Old Cole! Out to do business!" Locke strode into the store door and said in the same tone as before.

The store is still the original store, and the furnishings are not much different from the original, but the owner here has changed.

"Are you a friend of Grandpa Cole?" A man wrapped in a black bandage with only dark yellow eyes came up and asked.

There was some speculation in his heart, but Locke couldn't help saying, "it's half a friend, old Cole. What about others?"

In front of him, he only had the strength of an intermediate magic apprentice. He couldn't see the depth of Locke and Ashar, so he carefully said, "Grandpa Cole, he died seven years ago. Before leaving, I'll take care of this shop."

At the smell, Locke sighed.

Old Cole didn't have the strength above level 1. He could last until seven years ago. I'm afraid he borrowed some alchemy props. Another familiar person died. Locke couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

Looking at the familiar environment around him, Locke gave birth to a sense of strangeness.