However, just because of the strength issue, it should not be enough to open up such a strong trade route. Angel guessed that there must be other factors, but they are not known now.

Precisely because the Bad Wings Merchant Group only serves high-level wizards, its reputation is not obvious. Even if there are gossip magazines that learn of their existence, they will not dare to make it public for fear of offending people.

"Actually, even if I don't tell you, someone from Fuyi will contact you after a while and offer you an olive branch. Even if you haven't advanced to Zhenzhi yet, as a member of the R&D Institute, in this group of business travel groups

In his eyes, his status is only higher than that of the true knowing wizard."

After Rhine explained the situation of the Bad Wing Caravan Group, he finally talked about the reason for coming here this time.

"I promised Sanders before to find you a parasite that can exert the effect of the twisted seed. I have entrusted the Evil Wings Merchant Group to bring it over. Judging from the time, it should have arrived by now."

"Let's go, I'll take you to see it."

…

When Angel was at the Bad Wing Station, at the other end of the Far Continent, Sanders was suspended in mid-air, looking at a bloody stone tablet on the ground.

"These two guys are actually still staying in the area of ​​​​Red Plague believers." Sanders looked at the symbol representing the Red Plague Demon God on the blood-colored stone tablet, with a trace of disgust in his eyes.

He came here this time to look for traces of Flora and Sumishi.

These two people suffered a death crisis because of the Red Plague believers. Su Mishi's injuries were so severe that he could not use planes to pass through, so he asked Sanders for help through Feixun.

Sanders thought they had left the range of the Red Plague believers, but unexpectedly, they were so courageous that they were still in the radiation area of ​​the Red Plague believers.

Sanders shook his head and looked away from the blood-colored stone tablet. He closed his eyes and felt the familiar fluctuations in the air. He quickly chose a direction and flew away.

Half an hour later, Sanders came to a quiet jungle.

After walking in the jungle for a while, Sanders saw the target: a light and shadow that could only be seen by practicing nightmare.

Behind the light and shadow is a skeleton of a young child wearing a wreath of roses.

Sanders casually touched it, and the light and shadow disappeared. The little skeleton inside was startled, thinking that an enemy was coming. It touched the rose wreath on its head with both hands and kept running around in place.

It looks like he is running away in panic, but he is actually running in circles.

"Are you Flora's messenger?" Sanders' voice finally made the little skeleton stop.

It looked back and was stunned for a moment when it saw the person coming. Then in its dark eyes, the green flames quickly rose: "It's the mentor?!"

The one who spoke was obviously not the little skeleton.

Sharp and a little charming, this was Flora's voice. Apparently, Flora sensed Sanders' arrival and remotely controlled the little skeleton.

"Teacher, that's great, here we are..."

Flora's voice was very excited, but before she could finish speaking, Sanders interrupted her: "If you have anything else, wait until I go over to talk about it."
Chapter completed!