Mary Jones
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The Frost Murloc and the two Thunder Nagas were bidded by Gilbert. As the Chairman of the Storm Empire’s Chamber of Commerce, Belek actually had many doubts before he struck the hammer. As a direct member of the Pine family, he naturally understood the recent situation in the Storm Empire. From Mage Aaron, he knew that Gilbert and Nixon, the two great nobles of the Storm Empire, had the intention of rebelling. Logically speaking, he felt that Harold should at least compete with Gilbert and…
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When Belek and Mas arrived at the auction venue, they did not expect to be able to make it just in time for the auction to begin. This saved the two of them the time to wait. After Belek told the attendant his identity, the attendant brought the two of them into a VIP room. After the bell rang, the auction officially began. The first item to be displayed was the Emerald Green Robe that Mas had handed to Belek for sale. The young and beautiful Asian auctioneer on the display platform…
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“Oh yes, Belek, I heard that the charred body over there is a prince?” Mas asked in all seriousness while pointing at the black humanoid creature lying on the ground not far away. Then, he saw the black creature subconsciously tremble a few times. “Ah, brother Dyson, you’re talking about Prince Charles, right? What’s wrong? Aren’t you already at his level? Do you still want to silence him and prevent future trouble?” Belek’s voice became softer and softer until the last few words were…
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After the group of rich young masters went to look for the gendarmerie, in less than ten minutes, a young man in blue robes led a group of fully armed soldiers towards Mas. As for Mas? He was still standing at the same spot, slowly eating his dry food and drinking his wine. He did not look like a person who had committed a crime at all. “Sir, it’s him. He’s the one who attacked Prince Charles!” The leading aristocrat in blue pointed at Mas, who was resting with his eyes closed. After…
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“Stop!” Seeing that his masterpiece, which he had worked so hard for, was about to be destroyed, Wilson shouted at Mas to ask him to show mercy. After all, if a legendary alchemist did not have a legendary alchemy work, would he still be a legendary alchemist? However, Mas would not care so much. He had always returned an eye for an eye when it came to people who insulted him. Under his tacit agreement, the Double-Headed Murloc opened its mouth and bit at the energy cores of the two alchemical…
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Muka, Wilson’s disciple, never expected to encounter Master Mas’ disciple at the auction. Furthermore, he had humiliated Master Mas in front of him. Instantly, his expression became flustered. However, on second thought, he felt that he was right. It was as if it would really be so. He raised his head and sneered. “You’re Mas’s disciple?” “You don’t look like an alchemist. Are you an apprentice alchemist?” “Like master, like disciple. Just by looking at you, I know what kind…
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Time passed day by day. In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed. In this half a month, the sound of knocking on the iron ore in the Alchemy Tower almost never stopped. Harry and Walter slept less than four hours a day and they took turns resting. Other times, they were smelting Peacock Stones and Agility Stones. Even Mas felt worried for them. He was afraid that the two of them would suddenly die from prolonged work. However, the two of them were unwilling to rest. Instead, they…
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Inside the Alchemy Tower, Walter, Harry, and Sha You launched the early work of the Alchemy Tower Floating Plan. At the same time, at the border between the Storm Empire and the Moulan Empire, the mages led by Mage Anthony and a large number of alchemical creatures were confronting the soldiers and alchemical creatures of the Mulan Empire. “Isn’t this Anthony? Long time no see, old friend!” The leader of the Mulan Empire was a burly bald man holding a large sword on his shoulder. “Are you…
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“Epic human alchemist, I am the Queen of the Dark Elves, Lilias. How should I address you?” Lilias asked carefully as she looked at Mas who was wearing a golden dragon mask. “Queen Lilias, there’s no need to be so formal. Just call me Mas. There’s no need to add any honorifics.” Mas was a person who did not care much about etiquette. Moreover, he was in a good mood after obtaining the Underworld Gem. “Mas, may I ask about your relationship with Master Dyson?” Lilias voiced…
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Mas looked at the green light that erupted from Hekarim’s body and wondered if this was the power of life as described in novels. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the green light in the bodies of the other Centaurs would immediately rot after turning into mummies. Dick and Norton had returned to Mas because of the deaths of the Centaurs. Dick looked gravely at Hekarim and said to Mas, “Master Mas, this should be the King’s Sacrifice!” “King’s sacrifice?” Mas looked…
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