“An alchemist dared to come here alone. Are you also here for that thing?” Mas saw a man in a wolf’s mask walk up to him and said.

  “That thing?” Mas was puzzled. Naturally, he did not know what the thing was.

  “Are you interested in joining forces?”


  “If we get that thing and sell it, we’ll split it equally between the two of us!” the man in the wolf mask asked again when Mas did not say anything.

  Mas looked at him and lowered his voice and said slowly, “You’re too weak. I’m not interested in joining forces.”


  The man in the wolf mask sneered and left without saying anything else.

  After seeing the other party leave, Mas thought about finding someone to figure out what the item was.

  Mas walked into the city and grabbed a random goblin on the street. This Goblin was one of the people who had been eyeing his alchemy items.

  The goblin looked visibly flustered when Mas grabbed him.

  Obviously, he was afraid Mas would kill him.

  “Has anything precious recently appeared in the City of Exile?” Mas said coldly, looking at the goblin.

  The goblin replied, “The city lord of the City of Exile obtained a Tear of the Goddess and is said to be auctioning it. The highest bidder wins!”


  Upon hearing this, Mas’ expression changed.

  The Tear of the Goddess was good stuff. It was even more precious thanskull of the behemoth and the Sea Demon’s Tear.

  The Tear of the Goddess was rumored to be the tear of a female deity.

  It was listed as a Level 8 alchemy material in the Alchemy Materials Encyclopedia.

  Its effect was also abnormally powerful. It could allow an ordinary person without magic talent to obtain a powerful magic talent.

  If a mage used the Tear of the Goddess, his strength could increase exponentially. It was not impossible for him to become a Legendary mage or an Epic mage in the future.

  “Are you sure?” Mas asked coldly, staring at the goblin.

  “I’m sure that someone has seen the city lord of the City of Exile take out the Tear of the Goddess.”


  “It is precisely because of this that a large number of outsiders have appeared in the City of Exile recently,” the Goblin said confidently.

  “Then when will this Tear of the Goddess be auctioned?” Mas continued to ask.

  “Tonight!”


  “Can you let me go if I already answer?” Goblin begged Mas.

  “Get out of here!” Mas waved him off.

  “The Tear of the Goddess, a legendary alchemy material. I didn’t expect it to really exist.”


  “No matter what, I have to obtain this Tear of the Goddess. With this Tear of the Goddess, I can refine alchemy potions and have magical talent.” Mas’ eyes shone as he thought to himself.

  It was still late afternoon before Mas entered the cave. It was some time before nightfall.

  Before that, Mas planned to investigate the location of the Spider Church.

  Mas did not intend to let go of the Tear of the Goddess. His goal was to destroy the Spider Church, so he naturally could not delay business.

  Mas walked into the City of Exile.

  Mas did not find anyone from the Spider Church along the street.

  However, Mas was certain that the people from the Spider Church were hiding in this city.

  Mas even suspected that the people from the Spider Church were the upper echelons of the City of Exile.

  “That was a bit of a mistake!”


  “I thought that everyone from the Spider Church was underground, but I didn’t expect the underground to be such a huge city!”


  “I should have let that Diana take me!” Mas thought.

  Although Mas wanted to ask about the Spider Church, where should he go in such a huge city?

  Just as Mas was feeling helpless, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

  “Why is he here?” Mas was stunned.

  The other party was Troll Warlock Brian whom he had met in the Beast Empire.

  Mas looked ahead at Brian. The man was wearing a black warlock robe, and behind him were two trolls wielding axes.

  Mas found it strange. He had come to the Spider Mountains from the Beast Empire on the Red Crystal Gargoyle.

  Yet, Brian also arrived at the Spider Mountains so quickly and came to this City of Exile. He felt that there was something wrong with Brian.

  Mas did not care what Brian’s goal was. As long as it did not get in his way.

  Mas turned and walked in the opposite direction from Brian. He had no intention of meeting him.

  “Stop, hand over the alchemy items on you!”


  A burly tauren stood in front of Mas, holding a totem pole in his right hand with a ferocious expression.

  Mas looked at the tauren and sneered. He could not be bothered to waste his breath on the other party and punched him in the abdomen.

  The tauren immediately knelt on the ground and continuously retched.

  Mas did not kill him because he wanted to get something out of the tauren regarding the Spider Church.

  Mas grabbed the tauren’s horn and dragged him into an alley.

  “I’ll give you a chance. If your answer satisfies me, then I’ll let you leave alive,” Mas said coldly.

  The tauren nodded immediately. “Sir, if I know, I won’t hide anything! I’ll answer you if I know!”


  “Do you know the Spider Church?” Mas said.

  “The Spider Church?”


  “I’ve never heard of it.” The tauren looked confused.

  “Never heard of it?”


  “What a pity. Goodbye!” Mas picked up the tauren’s totem pole and looked at him coldly.

  “Wait, I really don’t know, Lord, but my brother might know!” the tauren immediately begged for mercy. He was afraid that Mas would attack.

  “Are you sure?” Mas said coldly.

  “I’m sure. My brother has lived in this City of Exile for twenty years. He knows all about the city!” The tauren hurriedly nodded. The tauren was afraid that if he spoke too slowly, he would be smashed to death by Mas with his totem pole.

  “Take me to your brother!” Mas shouted coldly as he tossed the totem pole aside.

  The tauren did not dare say anything. He honestly led Mas to where his brother lived.

  Following behind the tauren, Mas stared at him, wary of him cheating.

  However, the tauren was also very smart. He knew that he was not Mas’ match, so he did not play any tricks.

  When Mas followed the tauren to a house with three specifics hanging from a rope around its mouth, the tauren looked at Mas and said in fear, “My brother is in here.”


  “Go in,” Mas said coldly.

  The tauren pushed open the door.

  As soon as he opened the door, the strong smell of blood spread.

  Mas followed when he saw the tauren enter.

  The room was very dark, and there was only weak candlelight illuminating the surroundings.

  Mas saw a fat black figure in the corner of the room.