Magic is mysterious, and magicians are dangerous - that's pretty much the biggest impression people have of magic and magicians.

There are many reasons for this, such as the mysteriousness of the magician's perennial seclusion. For example, bards exaggerate the dramatic effects of magic according to their preconceived notions, and spread the idea of turning disobedient and lying children into pigs or toads......

The list goes on and on.

And if it is inductively summarized, it is probably because of the unknown. And the unknown is the most frightening!

Don is naturally not afraid of magic, and he has killed a lot of magicians. But it's true that you're not familiar with it, magic is something that can only be learned by the gifted, in other words, by the highest. Therefore, there will be Dou Qi Mental Techniques circulating in the world, and even rare cheats such as the prefecture level and the empty level, but there are very few magic books that have been circulated......

So little that even if Tang En had the help of the system, his understanding of magic was only fragmentary and half-understood!

For example, the magic array lock in front of him, Don knew its name and how to unlock it - it was in these dense streaks that the correct magic runes were drawn.

This may sound simple, but the reality is that there are thousands of magic runes, and who can be sure which one is the right one to unlock?

......

After staring at the wandering point of holy light for a few seconds, Don got up decisively and walked to the wall behind the idol, bending his fingers and tapping them, and began to consider the possibility of brute force cracking.

Tang had already observed the shape of the side hall before, it was a normal building, not a spire shape. That's why these three floors are so small. Undoubtedly problematic. The other three sides have skylights. So the only place where a zài darkroom could be kept. Naturally, it is in the wall behind the idol......

Then, after about three minutes, Donn walked back to the hollow again, sat cross-legged, chin propped up, and stared at the magic array lock.

The wall behind the idol is completely solid, so even if you don't take into account the mechanism inside, it can self-destruct and explode. It is undoubtedly impossible to violently break down the wall without making any noise.

A sigh, "This is going to kill me......"

Walking to the last step but falling short, Don En was naturally depressed, and casually stretched out his finger to point into the streak pit, and the scattered holy light spots around him, like sharks smelling blood, rushed to the ground, gathering all under his fingers.

Immediately, Donn's fingers unconsciously swiped. The dots of light resemble loyal soldiers, dragging white afterimages. Immediately after that, one will be arranged in an 'S' shape and the other will be arranged in a 'B' shape......

This evil taste naturally can't be unraveled, Don En took a deep breath, raised his hands and fell, meditated to calm his mind, and then repeated nervously: "Well, I'm a big man in the temple now...... I'm Byron now, I'm dementia, what kind of easy-to-remember magic runes would I make......"

After a pause, Tang En held his forehead in a dejected manner, his expression extremely tangled.

It's not that he is not patient enough, it's that he doesn't know any magic runes at all, so even if he guesses Byron's psychology, it's useless.

Leaning back, exhaling a long turbid breath, "Whew...... No, no, it seems that the only way to change the plan is to change. ”

For the magic array lock, Tang En has no choice. In this way, you can only consider starting from external conditions, such as forcing out the correct unlocked magic runes from Bishops such as Byron, or, arranging a foolproof retreat, and then finding an opportunity to violently break through the wall, and flash directly after taking the things......

Either way, of course, at least tonight, Don is doomed to fail.

Raising his head, his gaze fell on the lifelike statue of the God of Light, perhaps from an angle or affected by his mood, Tang En found that the smile on the corner of the statue's mouth seemed to contain infinite contempt and mockery......

Raise your hand and raise your big middle finger, "Wow, thanks to my pious prayers before, why dare you wait for me, me, me here...... Uh?" a flash of lightning seemed to slash through his mind, cutting through all the clouds, "Wait, what did I just say...... Thanks to my prayers so devoutly...... Pray, pray!"

His eyes lit up, and the crispy numb feeling instantly spread all over Tang En's body, paused, leaned over again to stare at the depression, trembled and stretched out his middle finger, retracted, stretched out his index finger, and pointed at the top of the stripe, and the light point converged rapidly again, dragging smoothly, flickering left and right, returning to the original point again, and then turning straight down......

Familiar gestures, familiar runes, and even any Bran kid can draw smoothly. Because, this is a prayer gesture unique to the Temple of Light!

The index finger is froze at the bottom of the streak. The next moment, Tang En's eyes suddenly brightened, and the white afterimages that were dragged out gradually solidified, and the light bloomed.

Immediately, the statue of the God of Light slid silently away with the heavy walls, revealing a small bright hall inside.

True TM opened...... Stunned, Tang En tilted his head and chuckled, "Heh, Alzheimer's!" Then he straightened his collar, got up, and strode in.

......

The rooms are small and very simple. One side of the illuminated crystal, three cylindrical stone platforms, and that's it!

The first thing Don saw was a black skull, no way, it was a bit of a stinging thing. A faint black smoke lingers, constantly coming out of the eyes, nostrils, and mouth, like wisps, which makes people can't help but feel creepy. However, when it touched the faint white veil shrouded above, it was instantly purified into nothingness, and the cycle continued to repeat......

Shifting his gaze, Tang En saw a huge eyeball on the stone platform on the right, floating quietly in the void, bloodshot, and pupils like a bottomless abyss......

"Huh?" Don frowned slightly, squinted his eyes, and realized that although the dark pupils looked weird, they were still. This also makes the eyeball look more like a crystal ball similar to an eyeball.

Retracting his gaze, Don exhaled softly, this kind of negative emotion still can't affect his stoic mind. Of course, if it were an ordinary person, it would be difficult to say......

Looking at the innermost stone platform, Tang En's expression was overjoyed, his figure swayed slightly, and he came to the stone platform in an instant, squinting at the book with a simple cover and no name under the faint white veil, and couldn't help grinning silently.

Hahaha......

Even though he hadn't gotten his hands on it, his strong instinct was telling Don that this book was exactly what he was aiming for tonight—to record the documentary evidence that the Temple of Light had instructed the Bounty Hunters Guild to commit murder in secret!

Finally let me find you...... Don licked his dry lips and took a closer look at the stone platform. Of course, the focus is on the semi-circular white gauze mask!

At this time, Tang En naturally understood the purpose of the construction of this dark room. Whether it is the weird skull, the huge eyeballs, or the recorded evidence in front of you, it should not be a good thing for the Temple of Light, and it must not be exposed.

In this way, this white gauze mask, which is the last layer of protection, will naturally not be an ordinary color.

So Don's first thought was to destroy the cylindrical stone platform, take a salary from the bottom of the cauldron, avoid the light mask, and get the book directly. But after walking around a few times, Don still didn't dare to attack the cylindrical stone platform.

The reason is very simple, such a big flaw, the people of the Temple of Light have no Taoist ideals. And now the other party is still arrogantly putting things on the stone platform, which is undoubtedly a strong confidence in this.

After a while, he nodded, "Okay, it seems that it can only be strong." Rubbing his hands and moving his fingers, Tang En took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his right hand towards the white gauze mask, "An inexplicable mask wants to block me? hehe, it's stupid and naïve......"

One foot, five inches, three inches......

When the distance between the fingertips and the mask is shortened to one inch, and when it seems to be touched, the most prominent middle finger is missing a knuckle out of thin air, followed by the index finger and ring finger...... Inside the mask, a finger popped out of the void and slowly but firmly probed towards the book......

The white gauze mask is still holy, maybe it has great power, or maybe it has an amazing warning effect! But now, it doesn't react in the slightest...... (To be continued......)