Chapter 16: Marshal of the Demon Dao

At this moment, at the very bottom of the clock tower under the British Museum, in a sealed area that no one could reach, there was a sturdy old man dressed in black who sat on a throne floating in the air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

His eyes were slightly blood-red, and although his sideburns were pale, his face was still angular, and it could be seen that he was definitely handsome when he was young.

He held a gemstone sword in his hand and said slowly, "Old fellow, is it necessary to directly designate the seal?" I'm kind of optimistic about that kid. ”

The sword in the hand of the old man in black costume, the blades on both sides were not sharp, but looked like a gem with a multi-angular face, and huge magic power continued to flow into this sword from the void.

Opposite him was an ordinary white-robed old man, with a long white beard, always smiling, without any strong man's breath on his body.

The director of the Clock Tower of the Magic Society, as a mysterious figure who has lived for at least two thousand years, it is hard to believe that he could be such an ordinary old man.

The dean laughed: "You have retired from the position of Marshal of the Demon Dao, you are still so nosy, you have walked in other parallel worlds over the years, and observed countless worlds, why do you want to come back?" ”

The position of Marshal of the Demon Dao represents the strongest magician in the world in an era, and to be able to be given this name, you can imagine how powerful the old man in the black robe once was.

"The world has started to be chaotic, it's the same in every world, anyway, this is my hometown." The original Demon Dao Marshal Jewel Weng put away the gem sword in his hand: "As a witness to the creation of the Great Holy Grail, I have to take a look at the Fourth Holy Grail War in a year's time, hehe, this time it will definitely be turned upside down!" ”

The dean shook his head: "That Holy Grail attempt in the Far East is very dangerous, and sealing this even more dangerous little guy will be the best choice." ”

Jewel Weng shook his head, "I don't think so, maybe we should meet with him first." Otherwise, I think he'd tear down the entire clock tower......"

"What is contained in his body, if he really wants to be desperate, this world may be destroyed."

In the Moon World, there are five kinds of "magic" in addition to "magic", which are five abilities that are considered impossible to achieve.

The Holy Grail War is actually pursuing the realization of the third magic, and this gem is the second magic powerhouse, the "Wanhua Mirror".

He was able to peek into countless parallel worlds, his blood-red eyes were deep, and he seemed to see something.

……

Was it discovered?

Wang Huan looked at the magician who surrounded him, handed Sakura to Gray to hold, he felt the turbulent magic fluctuations around him, and all kinds of light were already aimed at him.

These people in magician's robes looked like they had been prepared, and the magic marks flashed with powerful power fluctuations.

There are no ordinary people around, and a magic barrier has been laid out around it, completely cutting off communication between here and the outside world.

"Monk, you really can't use any strength at all? Then you eat and drink in my head all day long, don't you feel ashamed? Wang Huan's mind was in a rapid exchange.

Being sealed and designated by the Magic Association does not surprise Wang Huan too much.

On his way to the clock tower, he had already imagined such a scenario.

It's normal, in the Moon World, the top combat power is not much worse than other worlds, and it is not impossible for some top existences to be able to discover Wang Huan.

After all, in the world of One Piece and Soul Street, Wang Huan has already encountered such a situation twice.

Since he dared to come to London, Wang Huan naturally had other preparations in addition to his own summoning opportunities.

Soldier against soldier, general against general, the existence that is obviously beyond Wang Huan's level of coping, naturally has to be dealt with by people of the same level.

Wang Huan didn't believe that the monk who was full of nonsense really didn't have any way, how could he have no hole cards if he could confront the existence of Fiya?

The monk on the Xingyue Bodhi held his cheeks and smiled bitterly: "The poor monk is also helpless...... If you really want to make a move—"

He seemed to sense Wang Huan's determination and no longer kept it.

"That is probably the moment you die." The corners of the handsome monk's mouth curled, but what he said was chilling.

The moment of death?

Wang Huan's eyes lit up slightly.

"I'm your guardian spirit now, and if you're willing to sacrifice your life to free me from the power of space, I'll be able to break free for a while, and I'll be able to use my power for a short period of time." The handsome monk said lightly.

He gave Wang Huan the right to choose.

If the monk possessed someone else, it was indeed impossible to make a move, and the power of ordinary people at the last moment of death, even if it was sacrificing life, would not be able to withstand the consumption of a second.

But Wang Huan is the dimensional messenger of the Lord God of Life, and in terms of life power, no one can be more powerful than the holy light in the magic array in Wang Huan's mind.

On top of that, Wang Huan also has the ultimate salvation once a day.

Sacrificing life?

No problem, just resurrect at the moment when you are about to die.

In other words, if he didn't think about saving other people, Wang Huan could even use the power of a monk once a day.

Obviously, this time, if it weren't for the fact that Wang Huan was about to face someone who couldn't fight at all, the handsome monk didn't intend to say this method at all.

"Monk, who are you?" Wang Huan suddenly asked.

"If you ask the name of the monk casually, they will be embarrassed." The handsome monk's body turned into a phantom, and he still seemed to plan to avoid talking about it.

Wang Huan remembered the earth-destroying power of the monk in the world of Zhensoul Street, and the corners of his mouth curled: "You, should you be a great sage or a ...... Zhantan Merit Buddha, right? ”

The Phantom smiled, his voice getting lower, "You'll know when you know." ”

The phantom completely disappeared from Xingyue Bodhi, and he didn't mean to deal with Wang Huan anymore.

Wang Huan, who didn't get an answer, shook his head, and didn't plan to delve into it, is there still less unknown things in his mind?

The wordless heavenly book and the dragon boat mountain where the disciples of Guigu lived made Wang Huan feel that there was a huge mystery hidden.

Even Fiya, who he was most familiar with, had many things that he hadn't told Wang Huan.

No matter what these beings are thinking about or planning, what Wang Huan does is to do what he wants to do.

Wang Huan looked at the many magicians surrounding him, and gently turned his head to Gray and Sakura who were holding up the golden shield behind him and smiled warmly: "Don't be afraid, it'll be fine." ”

Immediately, he slowly raised his hands and said with a smile: "I surrender, let's go, take us to the clock tower." ”

"Whether it's a seal designation or something, I don't mind for the time being."

"But you must not touch the people around me, or I don't mind - kill you all......"

Wang Huan smiled faintly, there was obviously no magic power fluctuation on his body, but an extremely dangerous aura permeated the surroundings, making the hearts of these battle-hardened executors tremble at the same time.

It's like there are many extremely terrible devils hidden in this seemingly ordinary man.

In Wang Huan's mind, in the stars and moons, there is an incomparably vast galaxy.

The handsome monk was lying on a broken earth, and the earth was full of countless broken huge Buddha statues, and countless extremely terrifying traces of battle were scattered around the broken earth.

Unconsciously, two lines of tears suddenly spread on the handsome face, and only the voice of extraordinary pathos and anger in the void world slowly sounded.

"How nice it would be if I were them......"

"Why... Just let me survive......"