Full-time Mage's All-Fire Surrender

Chapter 137 Space Scroll
About a kilometer away from the battlefield between Ling Xiuyuan and the gravemaker, in a wilderness about a kilometer, Amethyst carried Ling Xiuyuan and slowly fell from midair.

As the amethyst fell to the ground, Ling Xiuyuan also jumped off the dragon's back and looked around.

After a short while, Ling Xiuyuan looked at Amethyst behind him with some doubts.

"Amethyst, are you sure it's here?"

Amethyst responded with a low growl.

"Hmm..." Ling Xiuyuan pondered while looking around.

The place they were in was surrounded by a piece of wasteland. At first glance, there was almost no shelter, and there was no place for the gravesmith to hide.

Suddenly, he saw a section of bright silver cloth on the ground, and hurriedly walked over there, and Amethyst followed behind him.

Kneeling down to pick up the piece of fabric, Ling Xiuyuan felt the remaining space fluctuations on it, got up and checked around, and found a half-broken scroll nearby.

"This is... a space scroll? It's a pity to have such a good thing!"

After recognizing what it was, he couldn't help but sigh.

At the same time, he also sighed in his heart, it seems that this time the gravesmith escaped...

This is a life-saving space teleportation scroll. Its function is very single, that is, pure space transfer, but its teleportation distance is about ten kilometers.

This kind of teleportation is dangerous, because you don't know what is ten kilometers away, and it is possible that you will be directly built into the wall after leaving the teleportation.

However, in some very critical moments, this thing can indeed force you out of danger, and its ultra-long moving distance is enough to throw off all pursuers. Even the method of detecting spatial fluctuations may not be effective.

The production requirements of this kind of space scroll are extremely strict, and the various precious space-type materials alone probably cost a small amount of money.

When the materials are ready, it takes a month for the scroll master to use special means to make a scroll that can seal the power of space.

After the scroll is finished, it is necessary to find a space mage who is at least super-level or above, so that the power of space transfer can be poured into the scroll.

Making such a scroll is time-consuming, labor-intensive and expensive, and it is also a one-time product. Many aristocratic families are reluctant to make or buy this thing.

Without certain relationships and contacts, it is impossible to get this kind of scrolls, so there are only a few powerful forces in the hands of them, and there are still a few in stock.

Ling Xiuyuan put away the fragments of the scroll in his hand.

After returning, he should be able to extract some usable materials from these scroll fragments.

These are all rare materials of the space system, so they can't be wasted!
As we all know, there are usually only two kinds of raw materials that people use to weave cloth. The most common one is fibers, both plant fibers and animal fibers, such as cotton, silk, hair, etc...

There is also a mineral type, which is made of stone to make glass fiber and then made into glass cloth.

In this kind of space scroll, there are both materials, but the proportions are different.

And after Ling Xiuyuan disassembled these materials, the dismantled silk fiber materials can be made into... uh... space magic stockings?

Ling Xiuyuan always feels that he has gone further and further on the road of making magic equipment, and he is gone forever...

After putting away the things, he continued to search around, but this time he found nothing.

He had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and make a call to Nighthawk. One was to inform him to pick him up, and the other was to ask him to find someone to continue checking around here a few times to see if there were any clues that he had missed.

Ignoring the exclamation from the other side of the phone, he hung up the phone directly after finishing his business, sent a message to the other side to share, and then came to Zijing's side and sat on the ground, leaning on Zijing's body to want to Take a nap.

He was really exhausted. Tonight, he played almost three games in a row. Coupled with the continuous rush, his mana and physical strength were almost exhausted. In addition, his mind was always tense. Who can bear it?

But when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly got a jolt, got up and took the purple crystal back.

Although he didn't know if the gravesmith would spread the news that he owned a dragon, he didn't want to disclose this information to those in the Tribunal, and even if he needed to disclose it, he would at most disclose it to a few relatively reliable people.

He hadn't forgotten that although the Judgment Council was not sieved like some wineries, the number of ghosts inside would definitely not be small. There are too many ways to bypass the so-called oath tree oath imprint!
Even if the news is exposed, it cannot be exposed first by yourself.

Ling Xiuyuan waited on the spot for nearly an hour, before Nighthawk arrived with the members of the Tribunal.

After getting out of the car, Nighthawk greeted Ling Xiuyuan, then smiled and said, "You're far enough away from the urban area..."

Ling Xiuyuan's eyes could hardly be opened, and he said weakly: "I've been fooled, who knew that he had set up a space teleportation array... I even doubt that my bounty is not enough for the materials!"

Nighthawk suddenly asked seriously: "Are you sure he is from the Hall of Assassins?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Ling Xiuyuan was a little confused, didn't he just say it on the phone?
Nighthawk didn't answer his question, but bowed his head and thought for himself.

After a while, he raised his head with an ugly expression.

"If what you say is true, it's a little troublesome."

"Originally, the killer from the Hall of Killers we caught was involved in a case that happened not long ago after our interrogation and investigation, and that case involved the aristocratic family."

"In that case, an elder died in that family, and some important information was stolen. The killer we caught is the first suspect. He had been in that family for a year."

"But the killer clearly admitted his crime, but he never admitted the whereabouts of the materials, saying that he had no impression of this."

"Later we even seconded a high-level Psychic mage, but the killer still didn't know what to ask."

"Now it seems that the killer may be a scapegoat."

Ling Xiuyuan has no interest in this right now, he just wants to go back to his home and have a good sleep.

He waved his hand and said, "You guys check it out first, arrange a car for me to take me back first, and if I think of any other details after I go back, I will tell you in time."

Seeing that Ling Xiuyuan was not in good condition, Nighthawk also remembered that he had experienced three consecutive battles today, so he quickly arranged for a passing judge to drive him back to his home.

(End of this chapter)