Chapter Eighty-Seven: Who Is the Yellow Sparrow?
Qi Yu almost fell without noticing, and propped himself on the ground with his wand.
"Hahaha-" Jacob laughed maniacally, "what about your magic powers, you don't know how to use your wilts, and you're not a baboon who can only wield a wand?" β
"How did the baboon offend the magician of your magical realm, and as for hating him so much?" Qi Yu stood up straight again, looked at Jacob and said.
Jacob's maniacing face instantly stiffened, and he said with some surprise: "You can still stand up straight?" β
Qi Yu moved his hands and feet, and propped his wand on the ground: "It's not bad, it's quite strong as a massage." β
"Bluffing." Jacob sneered and shouted, "Unload his wand for me." β
The magicians with hoods and black clothes who looked extremely mysterious immediately pointed their wands at Qi Yu and recited the incantation.
The gravity on Qi Yu's body came from the magic array and magic props, and after it was activated, there was no need for these people to continue casting spells. Jacob joined them in chanting the incantation "Remove your weapons."
The magic power of the six magicians was surging, and Qi Yu felt the wand in his hand vibrate, and it seemed that he was about to come out of his hand. Trying to let go of his hand, the wand immediately flew in an arc into the corner of the dimly lit basement.
"No wand! I see what else you have to do! Jacob was overjoyed to see that the magic had succeeded. Originally, he was still a little worried about whether he could remove the opponent's wand except for your weapon.
Of course, the success rate of this magic is not 100%, and it has to do with your own magic power, magic level, and the other party's magic power and magic level.
Jacob has not forgotten the scene of Jì being slapped on the wall by this Merlin with his magic hand in the conference room yesterday. At that time, Jacob had even touched his wand, and had almost already cast the defensive magic of "Heavy Armor". It's a pity that it still can't stop the majestic magic.
Even with the strength of the six of them this time, Jacob still had a sense of apprehension.
"Quite interesting magic." Qi Yu stared at his palm, and then at the wand that landed in the corner, still without any panicked expression.
"Damn it!" Jacob scolded secretly, and although he removed Qi Yu's wand, he still felt very uneasy for some reason, always feeling that he had missed something.
Of course, Jacob, who prides himself on being a scheming man, would not make such a mistake as underestimating the enemy, and seeing Qi Yu's indifferent expression, he immediately waved his wand towards the basement wall and turned on a certain switch.
More than a dozen fist-sized circular holes suddenly appeared on the stone slab under Qi Yu's feet, and these small holes surrounded Qi Yu in a circle. With the sound of metal running, fist-sized black iron pipes rose from the holes and shot straight to the long-closed ceiling.
With a crisp metallic sound, dozens of black iron pipes were nailed to the ceiling, turning into a small round metal cage barely large enough for a person to stand, trapping Qi Yu in it.
"What is this?"
Qi Yu frowned slightly.
The appearance of this cage was only the beginning, and streams of purple-blue electricity spread along with the black iron pipe, Qi Yu felt his hair stand on end, and the air around him seemed to be filled with endless electricity.
"Don't move, there's high voltage up there." Jacob reminded aloud, "I still have something to ask you, but I don't want you to die like this." β
"High voltage? No wonder. Qi Yu touched his combed hair, and there was a slight tingling sensation on his skin. A mere mana wrap doesn't seem to be able to completely isolate the damage caused by these currents.
"It's time to find a real defensive magic." Qi Yu said secretly in his heart. The "armory" of the Magic Nation has both benefits and disadvantages. In terms of defense, it is not much different from the magic power of Qi Yu's package. The current Qi Yu lacks defensive magic that is truly similar to the "Magic Shield".
"What kind of magical props do you have, where the hell do you come from? Don't say that you are self-awakening magic, you can deceive others but you can't deceive me, who is your teacher? Seeing that Qi Yu was silent, Jacob threw out a series of questions.
"Everyone believes that I am a serious magical genius, why do you think you are smart and think that I will have a teacher?" Qi Yu said. He remembered that the magician he had met in the stratosphere had also asked the question.
"Heh, genius. Genius should be like Reinhardt, do you think your watch is just genius? Jacob sneered, "Which radical magician is your teacher?" β
"This has already branded me as a camp?" Qi Yu laughed dumbly. To be honest, he and Bolton and the others were only in a personal relationship, and he didn't know anything about the grievances between the new and old magicians.
However, due to a series of reasons such as his identity, the old-school magicians of the Wizarding Realm have already treated him as an enemy.
"Sure enough, the 10 million is not taken casually." Of course, Qi Yu didn't care. After all, he received the money, and he was recognized as a new magician. He's a man with a very contractual spirit.
"Sue me, I can consider not killing you." Jacob threatened.
"Okay." Qi Yu nodded, "My teacher, Dumbledore. β
"Kid, are you fooling me?" Jacob said angrily. The name, of course, Jacob knew, a well-known novel from the old days, written by a member of the then-fledgling Potter family at the request of a new wizard of the time.
It was a sensation at the time, and the Potter family also took advantage of it to get a lot of money and began to rise. It's a pity that it was later suppressed by old-school magicians, and the Potter family slowly became a relatively conservative magic family.
It's always been a matter of old-school magicians, and you see, you've worked hard to create an ally for us.
"Cut, is it being seen?" Qi Yu turned his head, looking very unwilling.
Jacob's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said indifferently: "In that case, you forced me." With a flick of his wand, it seemed like another switch was being flipped again.
The current above the iron pipe beside Qi Yu disappeared, and the only foothold under his feet began to sink.
The green water, which was about to level with the round slate, quickly disappeared from the slate and touched the bottom of Qi Yu's shoes.
"What is this?" Qi Yu lifted his foot, feeling a great stickiness stopping his movements.
"Corrosive water." Jacob sneered, "If you don't want to die, you can spit out all the secrets on your body." β
"There's still a corrosive effect." The first to bear the brunt of the corrosion was not Qi Yu's shoes, but the iron pipes that had trapped him in the first place.
However, the corrosion-resistant Cheng dΓΉ of the iron pipe obviously surpassed Qi Yu's shoes, and when the green water did not reach Qi Yu's ankles, Qi Yu already felt that the shoes had become very thin, very thin, and it seemed that he could wear the thin shoes with a slight movement.
"My shoes." Qi Yu shook his head helplessly, his left hand moved slightly, and several neat gaps suddenly appeared on the iron pipe in front of him, and then Qi Yu stretched out his hand and pushed, and the cage in front of him was broken, and a big hole appeared for him to come out.
"What are you?" Jacob was shocked, and involuntarily turned his head to look at the corner of the basement, where the wand was still "lying" quietly.
"I have a special magic prop that doesn't require a wand to cast magic, don't you know?" Qi Yu smiled, anyway, there has always been such a speculation. And there seem to be quite a few powerful magicians with similar items. He simply admitted this "fact".
Jacob stopped talking, and aimed the wand in his hand at Qi Yu: "Even if you can break this cage, what can you do?" Just do it for me, don't kill me. β
The few magicians who had been standing by in silence finally moved, and one of them let out an indifferent laugh, and the wand in his hand erupted into a raging flame and rushed towards Qi Yu.
The other magicians also unleashed different spells, and for a moment, the entire basement was filled with magical brilliance.
"These bastards!" Jacob cursed secretly, tilting his head slightly and squinting his eyes, the light of several magic spells colliding in it was very dazzling.
"Whew-"
Just then, Jacob heard the sound of the wind whistling, and before he could think of why there was a whistling wind in the basement. The magician standing in front of him to his left, unleashing a raging flame, suddenly fell.
Blood poured out of his body, and the basement was filled with the smell of blood.
"What's going on?" Jacob couldn't help but shout, "What magic did you use?" Shadowless? β
He saw a huge gash in the magician's chest, as if it had been slashed by a sharp blade. Jacob only knows one similar magic, and that is Bladeless.
It's just that this magic is not simple, and even Jacob wants to cast this magic for ten seconds or more.
Jacob didn't believe that anyone could perform this magic when they were besieged by several powerful magicians. Even if that person has a mysterious magic item.
"Does he have the strength of a legendary magician?" A thought crossed Jacob's mind that he couldn't even believe.
"Kill him, kill him for me!" Jacob shouted that he was no longer going to find out the secrets of "Merlin Kane".
"I've wanted to do it for a long time." The mages said in cold voices, and the death of a companion didn't seem to have any effect on them at all.
"Broken bones!"
"Drill the heart and cut the bones!"
"Out of body!"
"Divided!"
One by one, they were specially born for battle, and they were full of lethality, and even those members of the "spellcasting team" may not have mastered the "battle magic", and the magic that was forbidden for ordinary people to learn was cast by these mysterious magicians.