readx;?“ It's too long, it's too long. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Merlin XVI said seriously with a cold face to Victor in front of him. "Merlin VII thought your ancestors would be in contact with him in a hundred years. He thinks you're going to be a little more interested in magic. ”

"It turned out that developing a new colony at the time and becoming a farmer would be more appealing than magic." Nodding, Victor gave a simple explanation of what his ancestors were thinking at the time. Then he soon spoke his opinion to Merlin XVI. "But unlike them, my thirst for magic outweighs anything else. So I would very much like to visit your master and learn from him and ask him for a little help. ”

"Don't you think it's too late?" Shaking his head, Merlin XVI's face took on an indifferent look. "Opportunity doesn't stay there forever waiting for someone else. Your ancestor had that qualification because he had that talent and luck, and he passed the test. But you, I'm sorry, young man. I don't know anything about you. ”

"I think we can talk a little bit and get to know each other a little bit. You should know that a magician's talent can be passed down through the bloodline. And I think I'm more gifted than my ancestors. ”

"You're too late, young man. Since my master woke up, we no longer need apprentices. The master has found a new way, and your presence no longer means anything to him. ”

Merlin XVI directly rejected Victor's request. At the same time, he also turned around directly, intending to leave in front of Victor's eyes.

And this was obviously a little different from what Victor had in mind, and by his very nature it was obvious that he could not let Merlin XVI just disappear from his eyes. So he immediately stretched out his hand and blocked Merlin XVI in front of him with the blazing fire of hell.

"I can't let you go like that, sir. Tell me how I can find that master of yours. I don't have that much time to play with you right now. ”

"It's funny, you're the first person in all these years to dare to use magic to compete with us!"

With a cold snort, Merlin XVI immediately pressed down his palm. And in his movements, even the supernatural power as fierce as hellfire was silently lowered like a docile little sheep.

"Now that you know we exist, you should know how we have to do with magic. Don't you feel a little too self-conscious to defeat us with magic? ”

"Of course I do. So I rely on more than just magic! ”

From his cloak he pulled out a staff of civilization with a huge gem on the top, and Victor held it and pointed at Merlin XVI with a disdainful face. And with his movements, a straight dazzling ray of light burst out directly, like an indestructible blade, directly cutting off Merlin XVI's shoulder, making him lose the power to maintain his magic in an instant.

The flames rose again, and Victor strode forward, grabbed Merlin XVI by the neck, pressed him directly against the wall of the alleyway, and threatened him.

"Technology is sometimes more useful than magic. Tell me, where is your master? I know you're just one of his countless servants, so don't test my patience. I can destroy you and find another one!" ”

Despite the loss of an arm, Merlin XVI acted as if it was not his own. He stared at Victor in front of him without even blinking, and his indifferent eyes were completely indifferent to life and death.

"Even if you destroy me, you can't get any help from anyone else. The master has given up on that plan, and you don't have any chance. ”

Victor's heart was so angry that he immediately raised the scepter in his hand and let it hold Merlin XVI's throat to death, while retaining the last patience to make a final persuasion to him.

"Where's his last chance?"

Merlin XVI closed his eyes in silence, and this act completely exhausted the last of Victor's patience. He was about to activate the scepter in his hand, so that the strong heat from it pierced the old man's head. But at this time, Merlin XVI suddenly turned his head sideways and looked him straight in the eye.

"Wait!"

Although he was very happy about this sudden turn of events, Victor was not willing to give up his current advantage at all. He began to be aggressive, albeit only on the tongue.

"Why, scared. I thought you were the kind of tough guy who wouldn't bow his head even if he died? ”

"The master wants to see you! He saw your presence through my eyes and took a keen interest in you. ”

Ignoring this verbal provocation, Merlin XVI turned his eyes directly to the wall at the end of the alleyway. There, a dim light slowly intertwined a peculiar pattern, and as the pattern formed, the entire wall began to tremble slightly, like ripples on the calm water.

Seeing such a scene, Victor immediately let go of the old man in his hand, who was no longer of any use to himself, turned around and walked towards the wall.

Without a sound, he walked into the wall like a phantom. And as his figure disappeared into the alleyway, Merlin XVI silently picked up his arm on the ground and aimed the neat incision at his own.

An eerie glow flickered over his shoulder, and soon, the arm, which had become a stump, was back on top of his master's body. And after moving his arm a few times, he felt that there was no problem. Merlin XVI took a broom from the back door of his shop and cleaned the ground of traces.

A thin layer of mist began to spread beneath his feet, and the corpses on the ground were reduced to ashes little by little under the mist. And Merlin XVI, like all shopkeepers who clean the door of his shop, swept these things clean little by little with a broom in his hand.

This is always the case in London, which is always covered in fog. But that's not something Victor wants to care about at all. He took his own step and stepped out of an antique mirror that looked a little older. By this time, however, he found himself in a different place, a dark place lit by burning candles and a rising brazier.

The surrounding walls are covered with thick tapestries, and the surrounding corners are filled with expensive antique furniture. It looks magnificent, but in the dim light of the fire, these things always give people the feeling of being in a ghostly place.

Of course, Victor, who has been to hell several times, is not intimidated by this change in circumstances, on the contrary, he is full of interest in everything here. Especially the mirror that brought him here.

You know, as a magician, he has enough confidence in himself. But what had just happened made him a little surprised. He could understand what force had brought him suddenly from a London alley to such a place, but he couldn't understand how it all worked. He didn't feel any magic, especially in that alley. Otherwise, he didn't need the stubborn old man of Merlin XVI to find this place on his own.

Those who are familiar with magic know that the real power of magic lies not in its power, but in its ability to integrate it into life. Truly powerful mages are magical, and they can cast spells anywhere without any deliberate movements. All along, Victor thought that he had reached this level, after all, he had reached the limit of what a mage could do. But now it seems that I am a little arrogant. Compared with the person who arranged all this, he still has some gaps, and how deep this gap is, even he can't see clearly.

This realization made him a little stunned, but also a little excited. Because it is enough to prove how powerful the target he is looking for is. And with the excitement of being about to meet this legendary being, Victor gave birth to his hand and gently wiped the mirror in front of him.

A string of Latin inscriptions was revealed as he moved, and Victor, driven by curiosity, read them out bit by bit.

"By the power of truth, I have been able to conquer all things in my lifetime."

"The sentence from Faust, I like it very much. So after some communication with Goethe, I engraved this sentence on the mirror. Allow yourself to memorize it. ”

The sudden sound made Victor immediately make a defensive move. At the same time, he also cast his gaze in the direction where the voice came. And right in his sight, a pair of strange figures appeared in front of him.

A blonde woman pushing a wheelchair with an indifferent face. There is also a thin Chinese man in a wheelchair with bright eyes. He had seen these two people more than once, but at such a time, seeing their presence in this place, his heart could not help but be surprised, even ridiculous.

"How are you? Why are you here? Your Excellency? ”

"Why can't it be me?"

With a snap of his finger, the flames of the entire room turned into a scorching glow. At the same time, his own appearance is clearly reflected in Victor's eyes. Smith. Zhou smiled meaningfully at him.

"I have so many identities that the gods and the devil can't figure out. So, why can't I be here? (To be continued.) ), (The author recommends a free novel mobile client, no ads, no errors, fast updates, members synchronize the bookshelf, please pay attention to the WeChat public account leishidushi (press and hold three seconds to copy) to install the novel client!