Chapter 203: It tastes a bit like a pot

The black-haired woman was pinched by Chen Qun as if she was about to suffocate.

The two eyes kept turning upwards in the dim candlelight, revealing only the bloodshot whites of the eyes.

The feeling of suffocation came to her face, her tongue stirred in her mouth, and she tried to say something with her mouth open.

Chen Qun let go of his hand a little curiously, wanting to hear what she was talking about.

β€œhajara!”

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the black-haired woman spat out a spell in a rapid voice, and clenched her left hand into a fist, pinching the middle finger and thumb of her right hand underneath, and then opened it violently.

Boom!

A cloud of black gas exploded in Chen Qun's hand, and the black-haired woman disappeared in her hand in an instant.

The next moment, in front of the stone altar, the figure of a woman suddenly appeared, half-kneeling on the ground and coughing loudly while clutching her throat.

"You're not a Kama Taj mage!"

Greedily gasping for air, the black-haired woman straightened up and spoke. He shook his messy hair and brushed it aside with his hand.

Under the light of the candle flame, the fingertips of several fingers were as black as if they had been coated with ink, and they looked extremely bewitching.

Seeing that Chen Qun didn't have the slightest response to the spell he escaped, and the power to crush his magic short blade. The brunette woman sensed something was wrong.

Because she didn't feel any fluctuations in Chen Qun's Kamon Armor Charm, Sal's Body Protector Charm and other spells

So the black-haired woman was sure that it wasn't the physique of a mage.

"You're not a mage who borrowed the power of Emperor Vishan, but you're wearing Kama Taj's clothes......"

The black-haired woman didn't know why, but suddenly laughed, and her already beautiful face became a little brighter under the dim candlelight.

The tall body slowly leaned towards the stone altar, and although his face was faced, his right hand secretly climbed up to the altar and touched the black staff.

"My name is Rebecca, I don't know what your name is."

There was a familiar hard touch on his hands. Bring Rebecca a sense of peace of mind.

"Strange powerhouse, why are you here? We don't seem to have any grudges between us, do we? ”

Rebecca quietly took the scepter off the altar, and her confidence suddenly increased. With both hands relaxed, the staff is dangling underneath and rocking gently.

"It's true, but you just started trying to take my life, how can you say that."

Chen Qun glanced at Rebecca's hand, ignoring the other party's small movements, but showed a smile: "You have a grudge against Kama Taj, right?" ”

"What about you?" Rebecca didn't answer, but asked Chen Qun.

"I've seen your robe, and that old man Hamill wears it every day."

Rebecca asked lightly, "But you don't smell like Kama Taj on you, where did your clothes come from?" ”

"Of course it was given by the ancient one."

"Lie!"

Rebecca's eyes widened, and a blue-purple formation rose up in three dimensions under her feet.

β€œiknauaj!”

A glowing blue-purple light enveloped her body, and the candles around her suddenly rose, and flames floated beside Rebecca like ghostly fires.

"So is the Ancient One"

Rebecca waved with one hand, and a ball of fireball shot towards Chen Qun at great speed.

Although he is hostile to Kama Taj, who doesn't know the name of the Supreme Mage in the wizarding world? As a mage, who wouldn't want such an honorable title?

The man in front of him came up and said unashamedly that the robe was given by the ancient mage.

She was not mentally normal, and she instantly became angry, feeling that Chen Qun was playing tricks on her.

"Fire?"

Chen Qun did not dodge or dodge, he stood straight in place, with an interested look in his eyes.

Call!

The fireball flew closer, Chen Qun first exhaled, and then inhaled deeply!

The balls of fire shone with a glowing purple light, and unlike Chen Qun's purple masculine flames, there was an ominous dark aura.

But at this time, this flame was swallowed by Chen Qun like glutinous rice balls. The mouth was like a bottomless abyss, and all the fireballs thrown into it didn't stir up a single wave.

"Whew!"

Chen Qun smashed his mouth and spit out a puff of black smoke, looking as usual, without any abnormality.

Facing Rebecca's horrified eyes, Chen Qun said lightly: "The taste is quite special, but it tastes burnt." ”

Although these flames are magical flames, they contain too little will. Chen Qun's spiritual will wiped it out with just one touch, and to him, this little flame was not even a small snack.

In addition to the taste is quite special, it tastes like a pot and has a burnt taste.

"Impossible!"

Rebecca stretched out her hand in disbelief, and a circular circle engraved with dense runes appeared in front of her.

Was the flame sucked away by the other party's spell using the dimensional space? Or is it bound by some kind of sealing?

But no, there are no spell fluctuations!

With the blessing of the magic circle, Rebecca didn't see any fluctuations in the magic energy in the space in her perspective.

"You're not human!"

The knowledge of various texts flowed through her mind, and Rebecca suddenly thought of a possibility: "Are you an elemental being, or are you an existence of some dimension?" ”

"Who says I'm not human?"

Chen Qun frowned, feeling that the other party was scolding him, and when his footsteps moved, he was about to step forward and grab the other party.

For!

"The breath of magic?"

Rebecca jerked behind Chen Qun, who also felt a familiar wave of energy behind him.

On the wall behind him, the painted gate lit up again.

One after another, orange-red magic circles came out of it and built a gate.

The door opened, and out came a chubby figure in a mage's robe, which was the figure of the king.

"King, this robe is often worn by your father."

Master Mo Du followed, and at a glance he saw Chen Qun in front of him, patted Wang on the shoulder, and whispered in his ear.

Rebecca's face darkened.

As a matter of common sense, only witches who have mastered special spells can open the door through the circle.

But now it is being broken into by outsiders one after another.

"The two of them seem to be doing something."

Master Mordo and Wang leaned together and talked softly: "Have you seen this person?" Isn't it from your family? ”

"No, I've never seen him, but it's a style my father used to wear."

Wang also replied in a low voice: "But you can ask, maybe it's Daniel's helper, after all, he lost his scepter and died in a hurry." ”

Master Mordo stepped forward: "I am Master Mordo of Kama Taj, this gentleman, where did you get your robes from?" ”

"It was sent by the Ancient One."

Chen Qun was blunt, staring at the two Kama Taj Mages who came to the door with blazing eyes: "But after she gave me a robe, she said that the time had not come, so she drove me away. ”

"Now it seems that the time has come!"