He opened his eyes, glanced at Yun Feng outside the window, and then looked at his watch.

It's almost time to London now.

Then I got up and walked to the bathroom.

My name is Gu Yue, I was supposed to play games in a rented small house now, live in a corner of the earth, take an adventure, and live my own chic and exciting life. But now I'm on a plane to Iceland, and I'm flying to Dun, and you're right, I'm on a plane to Iceland to London, and I just have to jump in the middle. Why not take a flight to London because tickets are sold out. Why not wait for the next one, because I'm in a hurry, very urgent. My sister is most likely in danger now.

After walking to the bathroom and locking the door, I leaned against the sink, rubbed my chicken coop, lit a cigarette, and started smoking. After two puffs, I pulled out my weapon, two scalpels.

I graduated from medical school, and after two weeks in a hospital after graduation, I found it too boring, so I quit my job and started an adventurous life around the world as my other professional marginal person. A few years ago, Russia was hit by a meteorite, and I happened to collect meteorites by the way while I was in Russia. The scalpel I use now is made from extraterrestrial material extracted from meteorites.

The blade is completely non-reflective, harder than diamond, completely non-conductive, non-magnetic, currently known scientific and non-scientific methods can not be analyzed at all, and no form of energy can affect it. The pair of scalpels were only assembled little by little by cutting the connection with space, but they could only be used to cut people, and the engraving on them was completely ineffective.

He swung the scalpel four times against a wall in four directions, and then pulled the scalpel back into his sleeve. The huge pressure difference between the inside and outside of the plane pushed the wall to slide outward little by little, and with the sound of opening a wine bottle, the wall was pushed out of the plane, and a metal wall weighing almost half a ton fell from a height of tens of thousands of meters to the ground. What do I do if I hit someone? What does that have to do with me, it's basically impossible for a guy who can take care of this kind of thing to catch me, and those really big guys don't care about such a trivial thing at all. Conscience is disturbed. Suffice it to say that there is no pressure.

With a missing piece of wall, and a huge pressure difference that took everything out of the bathroom, my cigarette burned incredibly fast in the wind. The cigarette is super expensive, I feel a little heartache, I should have smoked it and then cut it. Stick your head out of the hole, and you can see the ground directly if the weather is good today. It's almost there, and it's almost time to jump.

Spit out the cigarette butt in my mouth, I took two steps forward and jumped straight down.

The force of gravity made me fall faster and faster, the wind blew through my face like a sharp knife, and I fell through the thin clouds to the ground, the vapor wetting my suit.

This outfit was stolen from the uncle next door, this is his pickling equipment, it's very expensive, but I don't feel distressed at all, after all, it's not my own. Because I couldn't get on the plane in a vest and slippers, I borrowed it from the uncle next door... Forehead... Borrowed suits and leather shoes.

I guess I'll turn into meat sauce if I fall from such a height. Should I call the police for help now, or call for help, or wait for the vigilantes to come and do me? Who will come? Iron Man or Superman.

During the time I was thinking about it, I had already landed at a height of about 3,000 meters, and in a few tens of seconds, it would really turn into meat sauce. I'll figure it out myself.

"Projection. "As the magic of the simple reading strip flowed through the entire magic circuit, a thin line of Mithril more than ten meters long was already in my hand, the line was full of magic marks, and the full magic power flowed on the line, but she was just a look, a projection.

"Reinforcement. "As the magic is infused, the strength of the silver thread continues to grow. Loosen your hand, the silver threads intertwined with each other, forming a silver eagle envoy. All of this was done in a matter of seconds.

A silver eagle with a wingspan of two meters quickly flew below me, and I supported the eagle's back with one hand and turned over and stood on the eagle's back. The silver eagle let out an eagle roar and stirred up his massive wings, slowing down the speed of its fall. The silver eagle at my feet struggled to stir its wings, and the speed of my descent stabilized. In tens of seconds, I descended to a height of only a few hundred meters, and I bent my legs and jumped upwards with my hard back as a force point, and in an instant the downward speed became an upward speed, while the silver eagle fell downward at an even faster speed. I landed smoothly on top of a tall building. An eagle whistle was heard, and the silver eagle that had fallen along the tall building flew back to me.

I took a rough look at where it is and determined the direction of the clock tower. I've been to London once before, and I wrote down a map of London by the way, and it was the easiest way to confirm the location and direction. Confirming the direction, I rushed in the direction of the clock tower. I'm on the roof. Edge jumped down, and the silver eagle acted as my pedal as it had just done. Once I landed on the lower rooftop, I lifted the projection of the Silver Eagle, which dissipated into the air with pure magic.

As soon as I saw an afterimage leaping from the rooftop of a building on the streets of London, I was rushing to the clock tower with all my might. Generally speaking, magicians' physical skills are very average. I'm good at physical arts, and I only use some simple magic tricks, and use them to match my physical skills. I was very fast in the air, and it took me more than an hour to cross most of London to reach the entrance to the Clock Tower Academy, Big Ben.

The Clock Tower is the only magician academy, and the original dean founded the clock tower and used the magic of the Great Forbidden Spell - the inherent enchantment invaded the world, dragging the Clock Tower Academy into subspace, and the only entrance was Big Ben. Inject magic into the gate of Big Ben, push open the gate and enter the park of the clock tower. The entrance is the projection of Big Ben in the enchantment, the clock tower of the Clock Tower Academy.

Ada studied at the school, and once she came there more than a year ago, helping Ada dig a hole in the woods around the academy and build a magician's workshop. Right now I'm on my way to Ada's workshop. It's not convenient to be too ostentatious in the academy, so I walked slowly, except for the academy, I sped up and shuttled through the woods quickly.

A few minutes later I stopped at a place in the woods. When I got close to here, I realized the magic left in the air, and now I found the remaining magic barrier. The barrier was destroyed from the outside, and Ida may have had an accident, so I'm too late.

Arriving at the entrance, the original entrance was destroyed, leaving a large hole. Walking into the workshop, it was almost completely destroyed. There's a lot of magic left in the air, a lot of mercury and magic marks on the ground, and ...... And Ada's body.