Through the strange rippling walls, Dai Lan entered a long, dark tunnel.

It was a huge moss-covered pile of rocks, which did not see sunlight all year round, and dripping and oozing water. There were three or four oil lamps on the wall, and I don't know where the cold wind came from, and the light of the fire kept beating.

Murray, the butler, coughed twice and reminded the subject: "Dear Mr. Dai Lan, be careful. I feel a little weird here, the resonant frequency tells me that there are a few apprentice magician-level people ahead. ”

Dai Lan didn't answer, but there was a burst of excitement in his heart, it seems that this secret room is really not simple!

Carrying a wide black robe, breathing as gently as he could, Dai Lan walked to the end of the tunnel step by step.

"Mr. Dai Lan, they are not far away! To be sure, there are elemental mages and trainee mages inside! ”

"Elemental Mage!" Dai Lan's heart jumped, except for Tang Bohu and that Western mage, he had met the strongest person right now.

Count Jonad's kung fu is quite good, ranking fourth in the knight rank, but compared to the elemental magician, there is still a big gap.

After a few more steps, there was a cacophony of talking, followed by a burst of light.

It was a stone secret room of more than 30 square meters, and in the middle of it was a round table, around which seven or eight people gathered. One of them was an older man, with gray hair hanging down to his waist, like a big enough to be famous. The mage Gandalf, especially with the staff in his hand, which symbolizes the status of the mage.

Beside him, there were mostly young people in their teens and early twenties, dressed in all kinds of clothes, looking at the old man reverently.

"Mr. Andrew, are we really wizards? Should magicians who do not believe in their gods and are not blessed by God be spurned? A young man with black curly hair pounded the table and asked the old man through gritted teeth. His originally fair face turned red and his lips trembled because he was so excited, but his dark eyes were exceptionally bright. Looking at the dress, it seems to be people from the Middle East.

"Carrick, my dear, please control your emotions. Pope Adrian is fighting us, so he has given the Theon Alliance the name of wizards. The white-haired old man waved his hand at the young man named Carrick in a low voice and a smile, "Time will prove the wisdom of the Euclid Alliance!" ”

"The Sain Alliance!" Dai Lan's heart is almost jumping out of his chest! Oh my God, all the hard work to travel from the 21st century is for this damn Bruno of the Sain League! Now I've finally found the organization!

Dai Lan silently recited the name of the alliance in his heart over and over again, his teeth biting his lip, and the blood slowly dripped down.

This is really a good thing that I never dreamed of!

The young man named Carrick clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and waved the dagger in his hand: "I really want to use this Dundee Angel Dagger. First insertion. Get in Adrian's old guy's head! ”

Beside him, a girl in a blue satin robe and a crown of crystal gems on her head gently put her hand on Carrick's shoulder and said with infinite tenderness, "Master Magician, we must overthrow them eventually. Please be patient. ”

Carrick didn't seem to even glance at the girl, gasping for air as he could.

Dai Lan also held his breath and observed quietly.

Murray suddenly spoke: "Mr. Dai Lan, please pay attention to the middle-aged man on the right hand side of the old man. It seems that his level of magic cells is the highest. And the white-haired one, at best, was a trainee magician. ”

Dai Lan leaned slightly sideways and looked at the man Murray was talking about from top to bottom.

He was dressed in a very elaborate silk suit of a wealthy family, with a garnet-colored handkerchief in his jacket pocket, and a pair of shiny leather shoes on his feet. Because it is rich in nutrients, his face is full of spring breeze, and his head is wiped a little nowadays. The popular hair wax is really shiny. The fly in the ointment is that his disproportionate melon seed face, coupled with the two mustaches he has, always gives people the feeling of a profiteer.

Dai Lan gasped. He recognized the man, Remy, the owner of the de Broglie tavern. Always the shrewd look that is always waiting to make money.

The atmosphere was a bit oppressive, no one spoke, only the candle flame crackling from time to time.

The white-haired old man broke his calm and rubbed his sore shoulders: "This damn Scottish weather, my old bones hurt all over every rainy day." There is always good news. Our people have already contacted the group of elves in the dark forest, and as long as the time is right, they can attack the king ** team in Dundee City. ”

Several young people let out a sigh of relief, nodding their heads and whispering, but they all had relaxed expressions on their faces.

Suddenly, the white-haired old man was clever, and his originally brown face climbed into a purple red. His gaze was slightly heavy, staring in the direction of the hall door, emotionless. He said colorfully: "Have you heard enough, come in with the people outside the door!" ”

Dai Lan felt like a bolt from the blue, and this time he really realized the level of the magician. He had been careful not to make the sound of breathing, but he still couldn't escape the perception of a low-level magician.

Since it leaked, there is no need to be cheeky and wait for others to pull him out.

Dai Lan's face was always the same natural sense of superiority, straightened out his black robe, walked out steadily, and stood at the door of the hall.

"Oh my God, a stranger has broken through the wall of ripples, and the people of the New Church have found it!"

"What can I do now, they must have an ambush."

"Don't be afraid, since Master Andrew has discovered him, it means that this person's magic is not very good!"

Several young people whispered, and no one had a bottom in their hearts.

"I'm Andrew, a trainee magician, and I'm discussing magic with a few students, but I don't know who your Excellency is?" The white-haired old man asked politely and clearly.

Dai Lan's face was expressionless, the muscles on his cheeks trembled slightly, and he said coldly: "It's really presumptuous, I accidentally sent this secret room in the bathroom." ”

"Nonsense, the Ripple Wall is the classic magic of a water magician, how can it be possible to break in casually?" The young man named Carrick said. At the same time, in his hand, a dagger called the Angels of Dundee. First, it is also aimed at Dai Lan.

In the hands of a group of excited mages, there is no good fruit to eat.

Dai Lan didn't say anything, his mind was racing to think of a way to get out, and he even wanted to try his luck with the ring Emily had given him.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, and everyone's nerves were extremely tense.

Andrew the Trainee Mage is a fiery temper and is not willing to wait any longer. He raised the staff in his hand and recited a few incantations at a rapid pace.

"Flame Dance!"

Several nameless fires suddenly appeared out of thin air from the stone floor, glowing with a faint blue firelight, like dancing dancers, rapidly spreading towards Dai Lan.

Murray exclaimed: "He is a fire-type magician, and his attack power is extremely strong!" ”

Dai Lan held his breath, he could feel the rapid secretion of adrenal hormones and his heart beating. At this time, he was able to give birth to the Freeze Time technique, which he tried to use to find out the weaknesses of his enemies.

Time really stands still!

Everyone was stunned, motionless, only Dai Lan's mind was running as usual.

But this state lasted for less than half a second, and the order of time was immediately restored.

Someone cracked the time freeze motion......

Just as Dai Lan wanted to give up resistance and take out the ring, a few more splashes of water appeared around him out of thin air, forming a graceful elf, rolling and devouring the flames on the ground.

In less than two seconds, all the flames were extinguished, and the splashes were spread on the ground, and the tide was rising. Rhyme.

"The Demon Maiden of the Sea!"

Immediately, several young people shouted: "Water Mage! ”

"Look at the appearance of that wall of water, he is much more powerful than a trainee mage!" The young man named Carrick reminded everyone in a low voice.

Just when Dai Lan and the mages of the Sain Alliance were at a loss, a sleek, ingenious voice sounded.

"You're the elemental mage sent down from above?" The owner of the de Broglie Tavern, the shrewd boss of Remy, ran over quickly, grabbed Dai Lan's arm and shook it, "Thank God, you're finally here!" ”

He turned his back to the group and winked twice at Dai Lan.

Taking a deep breath and staring coldly at Boss Remy in front of him, a few rhythmic pinching pains came from his arm, Dai Lan knew that Remy was a man with a story.