Chapter 5: The Red-Haired ** Magician
The corner of his mouth is biting a cigarette that has been lit, there is a barcode-shaped tattoo under his right eyelid, his shoulder-length blonde hair is dyed red like a sunset, and he wears a shining silver ring on his left and right ten fingers. Magnus pressed the elevator to the seventh floor.
At this point again, is it time to erase that child's memory again?
Thinking of the child's smiling face, remembering the memories that the two once shared, Steele felt heartbroken, but what could he do, because of the absolute memory ability, more than 85% of Intix's brain capacity has been filled by the 103,000 magic books in the forbidden book catalog, and he can only rely on the remaining 15% to barely maintain his function, and this 15% can only keep people in the memory of a year under the condition of absolute memory ability, so Intex must erase the memory within one year, otherwise he will die.
As a former companion, as the closest friend who once accompanied Intix, in order not to make Intix sad and not let her watch her precious memories erased in despair, Steele and another partner pretended to 'hunt down' Intix.
Since she can't be saved, at least she won't suffer from losing those memories, it's just the memories of being hunted down, so it doesn't matter if she forgets it!
With this in mind, Steele walked towards the room on the far side of the seventh floor.
Intex had been in that position for a day, and perhaps had met new friends, so let them separate before they formed a new bond. When the memory is erased in this way, Intix will not be in pain, thought to herself. But Steele inevitably felt a sour feeling, after all, the person who had been by her side was herself.
This time, however, the situation seems to be a little different.
Outside the door of the room on the far side, a handsome young man with blond hair was leaning against the door, not knowing what he was waiting for.
"Hey, it's too slow! Do you know, in order to wait for you. I've even skipped Teacher Xiaomeng's class.,The person who cried Teacher Lori in my class will be buried to death! ”
Looking at Steele who came over with a cigarette in his mouth, Mo Wen scratched his head and complained. At the same time, it was stopped in front of him.
"Can you give us back 'that thing'? After all, it's my job to recover 'that kind of thing', and before I say the name of the magic, let it go, boy! ”
Steele said in a wicked tone. For the sake of having the same experience. He didn't want to go on a killing spree.
It's a pity that the person on the other side is not a person who can be reasoned with.
"What if I say no?"
Mo Wen tilted his head, obviously not taking the other party's words to heart.
"FortiS93l, which translates to the strong, is my magic name, and it is also the name of killing!"
"Really? I thought your magic name was Bad Redhead! ”
Although the other party's body began to exude bursts of murderous aura, Mo Wen still looked careless, but there was a faint light flashing in the slightly open and closed golden and silver eyes.
Now the distance between the two sides is about fifteen meters. Wizard Steele. Magnus removed the cigarette from his mouth and flicked it out with his fingers.
The cigarette flew out horizontally with Mars. Climb over the metal handrail and crash into the wall of the building next door.
An orange line chased after the cigarette, sparks sparked as it hit the wall.
"Kenaz—"
After Steele whispered a spell, the orange lines exploded with a thud.
It was as if a fire hose had been filled with gasoline and then ignited, and a straight line of flaming swords appeared.
The paint on the walls gradually blackened, like the feeling of burning a photograph with a lighter.
"—Purisaz NaupizGebo (The Gift of Giant Pain)!"
Manipulating the sword of flames, Steele just wanted to attack Mo Wen, but the figure on the opposite side suddenly disappeared.
"It's too slow, idiot!"
Like a ghost, Mo Wen's figure appeared in front of Steele.
"So fast!"
Only one thought crossed Steele's mind, and the next moment a sharp pain came from his chest.
Punched in the chest with a piercing sound of bone cracking, Steele fell headlong in the other direction like a kite that had dropped its string, and the flames in his hand vanished.
"Idiot!"
The activity moved his muscles and bones, Mo Wen looked at Steele who fell to the ground with some amusement, a magician dared to be so close to him, and chanted magic in front of him, I really don't know what he thinks, have all brain cells been killed by cigarettes.
Turning around, his hand on the handle, Mo Wen was about to push the door in, but it didn't seem to be over yet.
"MTWOTFFTO (One of the Five Elements of the World), IIGOIIF (Great Ancestor Flame)" came from Steele and chanted again.
Staggering to his feet, Steele's eyes were full of pain, but his face was more solemn than ever.
"It's really troublesome, can't you be honest after breaking two ribs?"
Mo Wen scratched his head angrily, before he was enlightened by the primordial enlightenment, he had already hung up on Steele before he recited the spell, but now he is a lot more 'soft-hearted', and he is not so ruthless for this kind of person who can't threaten him in the future and has no malicious intentions himself.
"Forget it," looking at the magician who was still holding his chest and still insisting on chanting, Mo Wen's face was a little more solemn, "It seems that if you don't use the last trick, you won't be reconciled, since that's the case, I'll fulfill you!" ”
"It's called 'Innocentius', which means 'kill'!"
As the final chant ended, in the midst of the fierce red flames, a flame giant took shape, holding a huge flame cross, and pounced towards Mo Wen.
"Get out of here!"
Impatiently, with a wave of his right hand, under the influence of the fantasy killer, only to hear a sound like glass breaking. Magnus's last move, the Flame Titan scattered like foam.
In the faint flames, Mo Wen looked at Steele quietly.
The latter looked surprised, "Who are you?" ”
I didn't perceive magic, I didn't sense superpowers, but I was able to dissolve my own witch hunting king with just one blow, who is this man?
But then Steele let out a chuckle that tugged at his wound and distorted his face.
"But do you think that's the solution to my trick?"
With his words, like the sound of viscous liquid wriggling, the raging flames actually condensed again, waving a huge cross, and the flame giant god actually roared and rushed towards Mo Wen again.
The right hand held the huge cross, which was two feet high, and the flames were constantly extinguished and regenerated.
Mo Wen didn't show any nervousness on his face, but said lightly: "Of course I know that I can't naturally solve the problem of hunting the witch king with this method, but I'm curious if this magic will continue to be activated after losing the host, of course, if it doesn't work, then I can only use a stupid method!" ”
"What?"
Listening to Mo Wen's voice, Steele subconsciously felt a chill in his heart.
Then I saw Mo Wen take a step back suddenly, and the huge cross slapped on the ground, splashing a sea of fire, but his right hand was in front of him, and Mo Wen stepped on the ground violently, using the huge rebound force to rush straight like an arrow.
The Flame Giant was shattered again, and although it had reborn in less than a tenth of a second, Mo Wen had already taken advantage of the slight time difference to rush in front of Steele.
It was not at all human-like speed, which Steele had only seen in his companions who were saints.
"Bastard who makes trouble for others, you give me an honest sleep!"
A punch slammed into the other party's face, and Mo Wen said lightly.
As if hit by a truck, the flying Steele landed on the ground and bounced up, turning around a few times before stopping.
The bridge of his nose was broken by Mo Wen's punch, and the gushing blood flowed out of his nose and fell to the ground, and Steele remained motionless.
And behind the two, without the manipulator, the witch hunting king disappeared in a reluctant roar.
"-Whew!"
Seeing the flame giant disappear, Mo Wen also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, because he didn't know the principle, and he didn't know if the king of witches would disappear without the spellcaster, if not, he could only learn the same as the one who lost his magic power, and press the fire alarm, which was really inferior.
After kicking Steele at will, and confirming that he was indeed mixed up, Mo Wen unscrewed the door and walked into the house, and he didn't have to worry about the aftermath, the God Cracked Fire Weave and the Sweeper would solve it.
He had another problem to face.
Muttering her face, Intix looked at Mo Wen pitifully.
"When hemp, I'm hungry!" (To be continued......)
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