Chapter 1284: Tears of Metter

Oli is the maid who serves Angel's daily life and has a close relationship with him.

Mana, the head maid, is the housekeeper of Pat Manor. She has served the two brothers since they were young. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is an elder relative.

Angel did not see the two of them in the underground wine cellar, so he looked at Leon with expectation, hoping to get good news.

Leon's expression was stunned for a moment, with an obscure expression, and shook his head with a wry smile.

After a while, Angel came to the room of Mana, the head maid.

Although there was a big door between them, he could clearly feel the situation in the house through the feedback of his mental power.

Mana, the head maid, was no different from the people in the underground wine cellar. She was skinny, her eyes were dull, and she was talking unconsciously. Because she was locked in her room, her clothes were intact, but Mana, the head maid, was a slightly fat middle-aged woman. Now the wide clothes draped on her were loose, like a child stealing adult clothes.

Angel didn't push the door open, but just stood quietly for a while across the door.

Looking at the once round face of Mana, the head maid, becoming thin and sunken; looking at her once gentle smile, now stiff... The warmth in Angel's memory, the softness deep in his heart, seemed to be torn into pieces.

After a long time, Angel looked at Sanders, with a hint of pleading in his tone: "Is it really hopeless?"

Sanders was silent.

Sanders's expression had already explained everything. Angel closed his eyes and the scene was quiet.

After a long while, Angel heard Angel say in a voice that was even lower than usual: "Let's go see Lord Xiu Yis, he should know something."

Sanders was originally going to see Xiu Yis, so he didn't object to Angel's proposal.

But Leon said at this time: "You... don't you want to go see Oli?"

Angel was stunned for a moment, his eyes were full of realization, and then he shook his head: "Forget it, what can I do if I see it, it will only add to the sadness."

Oli's situation, like Mana's head maid, was also affected by the red light. Because they were close servants, Lyon did not choose to lock them in the wine cellar, but locked them in his room.

Mana, the head maid, was already so embarrassed, and she went to see Oli... Angel shook his head. Oli was a girl who loved beauty. She would be very sad if she was seen in an ugly state.

Seeing that Angel had made up his mind, Lyon did not persuade him anymore, but just nodded: "Teacher Xiuyis usually stays on the cloud soil in the sky. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be there now."

Angel nodded, turned directly to the terrace, and took Lyon to the sky from here.

The cloud soil above Pat Manor was refined by Angel, so he knew the direction very well.

When Angel came to the cloud soil, he found that there was already a person standing on the cloud soil: White Bear Hobson.

White Bear's expression was dazed, and his eyes kept staring at the short staff standing on the cloud soil. Angel remembered that this short staff was the spellcasting tool used by White Bear for prophecy.

"It's clearly nearby, why can't I find it? Where is it? Has fate deceived me? Why can't I see anything?" White Bear kept muttering, and the magic power in his hand never stopped. He kept casting spells on the short staff, but the short staff just stood there.

White Bear was the only one on Yuntu, and he didn't see anyone else. Judging from the muttering in White Bear's mouth, he should have used the prophecy to find Eureka, and finally found this place, but he didn't see anyone here, so he kept casting spells on the short staff, thinking that his prediction was wrong.

Angel didn't think so. Although he didn't see Xiuyis on Yuntu, he remembered that Sanders had said before that Xiuyis took Eureka to the exile space. If so, then Xiuyis might not be in this world, but escaped into the exile space.

Angel looked at Sanders, wanting to get an answer from him.

But Sanders didn't notice Angel's eyes. He quietly stared at the tree in the center of Yuntu, the 'Goddess of Spring' Meter.

Meter is a half-tree-like feathered girl, half of which has merged with the tree, but the upper body of the feathered girl still maintains a human form, with feather scales clearly visible, and even the fingers seem to be able to move.

"It is indeed Meter. I heard you say before that you got one. I was a little unconvinced at the time, but I didn't expect it to be true." Sanders walked towards Meter step by step with amazement in his eyes.

He knew too well how precious Meter was. Meter could make the land fertile, the plants flourish, and change the magic environment. With such powerful functions, almost every wizard wanted to plant a Meter in his territory.

The wizards in the Savage Cave were the same, but they had a good relationship with the Pamiji Feathered Tribe, so in order to avoid conflicts with the Feathered Tribe, no wizard openly owned Meter, but it was hard to say in secret.

However, Meter itself was rare, and almost every Meter was recorded by the Feathered Tribe, so it was not easy to get a Meter.

And the Meter in front of him, according to Angel, was an unrecorded wild Meter.

This is very rare.

Sanders stood in front of Meter, and Meter seemed to sense Sanders's presence, and her body shrank noticeably.

Sanders carefully observed Meter. There was no mark on her body, which showed that it was indeed a wild Meter. This made Sanders look at Angel. This kind of thing is hard to come by, but Angel's luck is as good as ever.

At this time, a pure white round marble suddenly rolled to Sanders' feet.

He lowered his head and saw that there was more than one round bead on the ground. Meter was surrounded by beads of various sizes, which were crystal clear and emitted a faint glow in the sun.

"Is this Meter's tears?" Angel also came up with doubts in his eyes: "Why are there so many?"

Meter's tears are a recipe material for the birth of magic plants, and they are also of considerable value.

"Mettel's sadness and joy will make her cry." Sanders stroked the cold beads with thoughts in his eyes: "The half-tree-like winged people, except for the blackened Mettel, basically still maintain their original kindness. Generally speaking, when something makes her happy appears in Mettel's protection range, she will cry. Similarly, when there is killing and blood, she will also cry."

Angel couldn't imagine what would make Mettel happy during this period. Then, the truth must be the opposite.

There are so many Mettel tears piled up here, which means how many killings and blood occurred in Pat Manor during this period!

Angel looked at the round beads on the ground, as if he didn't see the beads themselves, but a living life.

Sanders noticed the change in Angel's mood, he sighed lightly, and patted Angel on the shoulder: "Death is not the real end. Besides, things haven't reached the worst yet."

After that, Sanders stood up and pressed the brim of his hat. In the sun, a nearly perfect face shape was revealed.

As Sanders' lips moved, a small blue-white whirlwind took shape in front of Sanders in an instant.

"Ahem, how come there is no elemental energy at all?" The small whirlwind, like a funnel, suddenly emitted strange fluctuations, which were also captured by Angel.

"This is the edge island." Sanders whispered.

When the small whirlwind heard this answer, its whole body was twisted. Although it did not emit fluctuations again, its anger and fear were revealed.

Sanders stretched out his hand, like stroking a child's head, and swept across the elemental tail of the small whirlwind: "If you want to go back, find the exile space first and help me pass a message."

The small whirlwind hesitated for a moment, but still moved. After a while, it turned into green smoke and disappeared.

"Is this the elemental life cultivated by the mentor?" Angel had seen the fire life cultivated by Sanders before, named Flame. It was an extremely naughty elemental life, running around the stove, chimney, and kitchen.

"Yes, this is the elemental life I first cultivated, called Whirlwind. But unlike the flame, this guy is the laziest and usually stays in the gravity garden without moving." Sanders sighed. Sometimes he wanted to rename Whirlwind, calling it Windless would be better.

"Because it is a wind-type life, it is most sensitive to spatial fluctuations. It is easiest to let it lock the location of the exile space." Sanders explained, and then said: "You have reached the peak of apprenticeship, and it should not be far from a breakthrough. When you become a formal wizard, you should also consider cultivating elemental life."

Having said that, elemental life can be divided into good and bad. If you encounter an unsuitable one, you may even be backfired.

So considering cultivating elemental life, this matter still needs to be considered in the long run. Sanders did not think of letting Angel immediately cultivate an elemental life that suits him. This also requires fate, and he also needs to go to various pan-planes to find his own opportunity.

But Sanders didn't know that when Angel heard about cultivating elemental life, he immediately thought of the "door" in the Golden Sparrow King's Court that was not much smaller than a rat hole. If nothing unexpected happened, the tidal world would be behind the door.

At the door of the tidal world, some strange elemental life was encountered. Maybe there would be more elemental life behind it.

Moreover, Angel had a vague guess that the mystery of the disappearance of elements in the Old Earth Continent might also have the answer there.

About two minutes later, the little whirlwind came out again from nowhere, and with the little whirlwind came a big door that opened in the air.

Xiuyis stepped out of the door.

"Hurry up and send me back. I'm almost suffocating here." The little whirlwind rushed to Sanders.

Sanders didn't say much. He put the little whirlwind into the gravity garden, then raised his head and looked at Xiuyis opposite.