Unbelievable! Unbelievable!

Albakin's heart was full of surprise, he couldn't believe that the underage wizard in front of him could have the upper hand in pure magic battles.

As an internationally renowned wizard and a representative of African wizards, Albakin and Dumbledore have a very good relationship, and they have been old friends for many years, enjoying a high reputation in the wizarding world, otherwise he would not have taken over after Deng Sr. stepped down as president of the International Confederation of Wizards. In the past, he had heard a lot about Ike from Dumbledore.

Yes, Ike was good, but Albakin hadn't expected to be so good before today.

"Hehehe......"

Ike sneered, leisurely watching as the sweat on Albakin's face became more and more, and his body trembled more and more. Suddenly, he jerked the demon battle forward, and the golden pillar of light instantly engulfed Albakin.

"Boom!"

The brilliant golden light suddenly exploded, and the knights who were still chasing the wizards also exploded. With a wave of his sleeves, the golden light that fell from the sky like starlight was scattered, and only a circle of sorcerers fell to the ground in embarrassment, and a few even fell into the Red Sea.

Scratching his hair with his wand, Ike tilted his head to look at Albakin who had fallen in front of him, and his tone was a little concerned.

"You should have some strength left, go and save the unlucky ones in the sea, or I can't guarantee where they will go."

Albakin tilted his head, his face pale, his wand tossed aside, and there was a visible crack in it. He was about to open his mouth when he coughed violently for a long time before he calmed down.

"You...... Ahem...... You won't succeed! Albarkin said, "We all know your purpose!" ”

"So I won't be bored on the road after that?" Ike crouched down, a smile on his face, "That's interesting, it's not too boring." ”

As he spoke, the wand lightly tapped on Albakin's body, and more than a dozen golden circles of light immediately locked him to the ground. Broke free twice, but in vain.

"Don't worry, this magic won't last long." "Normally, it only lasts for an hour, if you don't try to break free......

"According to the strength just now, congratulations, the time has been extended by half an hour."

"So, I advise you not to struggle, just wait quietly, otherwise I really don't know where those unlucky ones will be when you get out of trouble." Ike's eyes turned cold, but he said with a smile.

Albakin shuddered unconsciously, and then lay down on the ground honestly, trying not to touch the golden light as much as possible. He looked at the wizards who had also fallen not far away, and just like him, they were firmly locked by the golden ring.

Seeing that Albakin was honest, Ike also put away the smile on the corner of his mouth. Standing up straight, he looked at Albarkin again condescendingly, but did not speak again.

With a gesture of the hand, the handle of the suitcase naturally falls into the hand. The wand tapped the clothes on his body, and the slight mess caused by the battle became smooth.

He turned around, didn't go far and stopped. There was no looking back, only the voice reached Albakin's ears.

"I already know the answer, but I still want to ask ......"

"Mr. Albagin, can you tell me where **** is?"

Half an hour passed, and no answer came from behind him. Ike chuckled, shook his head slightly, and took a step, his figure disappearing in front of everyone.

Albakin watched Ike leave silently, and only let out a long sigh of helplessness until he was completely gone. At this time, those wizards who did not deserve to have a name dared to ask out loud.

"Mr. Albarkin, shall we just wait?"

"I hate to admit it, but, yes, we can just wait for now." Elbakin lay on his side, making himself a little more comfortable, "This is probably the magic created by Strade, using advanced magic skills, and it is true that the more he struggles, the longer he can break free." ”

"But this ...... How is this possible! He...... How old is he! ”

"Gentlemen, you must know that the greatness of wizards has nothing to do with age......," Albakin sighed, and after calming down again, he said slowly, "You should have someone who got out of trouble before me, and when you get out of trouble, go and look for those who fell into the sea as soon as you get out of trouble......

"Of course, there's such a big commotion here, if those guys from the Ministry of Magic arrive first, let them look for it."

"Now, I need to think about something......"

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes.

On the other side, Ike directly migrated back to Cairo, and found a similar hotel at random and stayed in. He was in good shape, just a little tired, and he was almost recovered after lying in bed for a while.

In the past, there was a saying in my hometown that fists were afraid of being young and strong, and it could also play some role when applied to wizards, especially in battles where the difference between the evenly matched forces was not large, which could be more vividly reflected.

Although this form of combat seems a little silly, it is similar to the internal force duel in those martial arts in the past, and it is more dangerous than ordinary battles. But Ike, who took the olive fruit, actually had a slight upper hand in magic.

No one thinks that eating that fruit is just a simple increase in magic power, right?

Wouldn't it, wouldn't it?

The gift of the legendary gods is not a simple thing, it is the fruit of a magical plant that has been preserved in a special way since ancient times, and even now, it is still slowly transforming Ike's body.

In a way that flows slowly.

Ike is even greedy for more than he can chew, which is one of the reasons why he didn't swallow the life fruit directly. In fact, he had decided not to eat any more magic fruit until he had fully absorbed it.

Who knows if they will be in conflict? In myths and legends, those are completely different gods.

I closed my eyes and slept peacefully, and then I woke up late at night. After Ike ate a few things, he fell asleep again.

The next morning I woke up and checked out, carrying my suitcase and heading north.

"****" is purely fooling Albakin, although there is a high probability that he will not be fooled, but it can more or less divert their attention.

Ike's purpose is clear, and there are no plans to change it temporarily. Moreover, whether it is "****", that is, "Egyptian Book of the Dead", or the opposite "Golden Sutra of the Sun" can be regarded as a legendary legend, even if there is a real one, I don't know which horn it is, and it is in the mausoleum of a dangerous guy.

The tombs of the great men of ancient Egypt are full of all kinds of strange curses, just think about how troublesome Gringotts has spent more than ten years without removing the curse of a pyramid.

In contrast, Ike's planned next stop was less dangerous.

Even if it was the city of Rome, the Vatican.