"Is the news true?"

United States.

The news from Webb's mouth has led some people in the United States to get into discussions.

"News from that madman's mouth?"

"That's crazy."

"No, if it's true, then we'll be far ahead of the rest of the world."

"Remember, Mike's message."

"It's stable, mild, and pollution-free, even nuclear energy can't do that."

"That group of wizards with such a resource, just practicing magic there?"

"Maybe they're not very good at it, I mean, you should have seen the people being watched."

These words made the crowd fall into deep thought.

Speaking of which, there really seems to be some truth.

The unusual actions of those wizards made them stand out among ordinary people.

For example, there was a wizard who went out in a bathing suit.

Those unusual actions seem to make sense for wizards.

But this matter, they can't decide in a hot mind.

They need to consult with the president.

The benefits are even greater than those of the oil fields in some places.

Purple gold.

This sentence has been circulating in the ears of various high-level officials after Mr. Mike's return.

If it can be monopolized, then the beacon of the world, the United States, will succeed in throwing out other countries for a hundred years.

An excuse is also needed.

As on that occasion, laundry detergent ...... Or for some reason.

A lighthouse has to be pure and spotless, right?

...

Level 7.

It was a threshold that trapped John.

It took him seven years to establish himself as one of the most powerful wizards.

But the gray words on the panel seemed to announce that John's journey had reached the end.

This year, John was also enriching his knowledge so that he could cross that line.

He could feel his magic increase.

I don't know how much magic is enough.

Perhaps a life-and-death battle could make John that unique level 8.

"Merlin."

A mysterious presence came to John's mind.

Not only himself, but also the Big Four and Ixis have also met.

Such an existence in various forms is level 8?

No, maybe higher.

Every era has had some amazing wizarding geniuses, just like the Big Four, Grindelwald, Dumbledore, and the like.

The first to create Horcruxes, which were also able to use superb time magic to lay out the pyramids after death.

The despicable Helmo is very powerful, but he still doesn't count as level 8.

Not to mention the same name as Merlin.

The wizarding world is divided into two types of wizards, one is Merlin and the other is the other wizard.

No matter how amazing the wizard is, he is still overshadowed in front of Merlin after all.

"Unfortunately, I don't seem to be able to see Merlin."

Merlin is a mystery in this world, and it is only in the dragon field that he has seen the dead Merlin.

Even after his death, Merlin's soul is still strong enough to help John banish the Ice Box.

"I need a fight that's dangerous enough for me to use my full strength."

The struggle between life and death can stir up the waves of *** feeling.

John's current strength could not be better than Grindelwald.

What's more, it's a battle of life and death.

The two will not hold back, and will engage in a duel with the goal of killing.

In the sky, black and white owls descended.

They landed beside John, and Basil hiccuped, and a bolt of lightning flashed through its mouth.

John carries Basil

Get up and open it up to check.

"The feathers of the Thunderbird give you the power to call for lightning."

He touched his chin and asked Basil to lift his foot again.

On the claws that can easily tear apart the iron sheet, there is no doubt about the cold glow of the steel texture, even if the fire dragon is caught like this, it must shed blood.

Basil raised his head in vigour.

In this battle against Nümongaard, it and Riddle were the most powerful.

Stormy weather allows them to call for thunder and lightning in the sky.

Although it can't be summoned like a thunderbird, it can be channeled.

John has been remodeling his pets.

Tom's teeth and claws, Basil's feathers, Riddle's eyes.

However, this method requires a lot of magic to do so.

It's no less difficult than recreating a scimitar-horned snorer.

The rest of the mana is a transformation of these two owls.

Riddle stepped in, and the cold owl spread its wings.

The black feathers are like black iron, and the edges of each feather are as sharp as the blades.

Thick claws that can crush stones very easily.

John also checked it.

The complex patterns on the feathers will transform into a pattern that covers each feather when it comes into contact with energy.

It was tens of thousands of magic arrays, and it took a huge amount of effort for John to keep them on them.

"But even if that's the case, it won't do much damage to the phoenix."

John said something that made Basil very dissatisfied.

It had previously had another fight with Fox, although Fox didn't make a move.

But the flames of the phoenix and the powerful magic power still made it impossible for Basil to defeat it.

Rubbing the heads of the two owls, John had a moving shipwreck at John's feet.

The melted Deathly Hallows emblem turned into a small serpent hovering over the bow of the ship and carrying John to a place.

It was supposed to be the battlefield John himself was looking for.

But magic is meant to cheat, isn't it?

John took out his wand, a birch wand, and a Thunderbird feather wand core.

The wand has been with John for over a year now.

For John now, it has come to an end.

His magic is too strong, and as a silent one, his magic is corrosive.

The output of a large amount of mana caused this wand to suffer a lot of damage.

The golden magic swirled on it, and the charred black that had appeared on it gradually returned to its original color.

John stroked his wand with his left hand, and a small golden snake appeared on the wand.

The light had dimmed, and the wand had been repaired to its previous condition.

Raise your right hand, silver covering the entire arm.

The five purple super magic crystals flickered with purple lightning from time to time.

The blue philosopher is able to increase these energies.

John stared at the philosopher on his glove and raised his hand to shake it in the void.

A beautiful silver sword appears.

The Ten Trials of the Witcher are engraved on it.

On the hilt of the sword, the highest crystallization of alchemy, the red magic stone has infinite magical power.

This sword has been through a lot with John and is by far the longest sword that has followed him.

Together, they have traveled through time, touched souls, and traveled in the other world.

Witness the confluence of the celestial spheres and nearly kill Voldemort's body.

All of this has made this sword finally a treasure that is not inferior to the sword of Gryffindor.

John's childish words at school, refined again and again, finally fulfilled his dream.

"You were named Wick, and now you have to follow Wick and prove yourself."

John whispered, his sword trembling slightly.

It's a sword with a soul, like John

In that way, longing for a fight.

It hopes that on its sword, it will be imprinted with the proof of becoming a king.

John looked up ahead, and Basil and Riddle flew up.

They flew into the sky and thundered through the darkness.

A place shrouded in fog is being lifted.

The last stop on the road to kinghood.

...

In the sea.

The submarine, having received the order, rushed to one coordinate.

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