Chapter 874

"It's too long, too long." Merlin XVI said with a cold face to Victor in front of Oneself. "Merlin VII thought that your ancestors would contact him within 100 years. He thought that you would be more pursuing magic."

"Facts have proved that at the time, a new colony was developed and became A farmer would be more attractive than magic." Nodded, Victor gave a simple explanation of what oneself ancestor thought at the time. Then he soon said his own point of view to Merlin XVI. "But unlike them, my thirst for magic surpasses everything. So I really want to visit your master, learn from him, and ask him for a little help."

"You Don’t you think it’s too late?” shook the head, Merlin XVI’s face showed an indifferent expression. "Opportunities will not stay there for others. Your ancestor has that qualification because of his talent and luck. He passed the test. But you, I'm sorry, youngster. I don't know anything about you. "

"I think we can communicate and get to know each other a little bit. You should know that magician talent can be passed down along the bloodline. And I think that my talent is better than mine. His ancestors are even better."

"You are too late, youngster. Since my master woke up, we no longer need apprentices. The master has found a new way, and your appearance is for him It doesn't make any sense anymore."

Merlin XVI directly rejected Victor's request. At the same time, he also turned around, planning to leave Victor's eyes.

And this is obviously different from what Victor thought, and in his nature, he is obviously impossible to let Merlin XVI disappear from his eyes. So he immediately stretched out his hand and blocked the front of Merlin XVI with the raging fire of hell.

"I can’t let you go like this, sir. Tell me how can I find your master. I don’t have that many time to accompany you to play this kind of exam promotion and qualification screening game. "

"Interesting, for so many years, you are still the first person to dare to use magic to compete with us!"

coldly snorted, Merlin XVI immediately pressed down own palm. And in his movements, even the supernatural power that was as fierce as the fire of hell, like a docile little sheep, sank silently.

"Since you know our existence, you should understand how we are connected with magic. If you want to use magic to defeat us, don't you feel a little too overestimate one's capabilities?"

"Of course I understand. So I don’t just rely on magic!"

From the own cloak, I took out a civilization rod with a huge gem on the top, and Victor held it. Pointed to Merlin XVI who looked disdainful. And with his movements, a straight and dazzling light burst out directly, like a sharp blade that no stronghold one cannot overcome, directly cutting off the shoulders of Merlin XVI, making him instantly lose the magic of maintaining oneself. the power of.

The flames rose again, and Victor strode up, jammed Merlin XVI’s neck and pressed him directly against the wall of the lane, threatening him. stand up.

"Technology is sometimes more useful than magic. Tell me, where is your master? I know you are just one of his countless servants, so don’t test my patience. I can destroy you completely. Go find another one!"

Although he lost an arm, Merlin XVI acted as if the arm was not own. He stared at Victor in front of oneself without blinking, and his indifferent eyes were completely indifferent to life and death.

"Even if you ruin me, you are impossible to get any help from other people. The master has given up on that plan, and you have no chance."

Victor's response made Victor angry, and he immediately raised the scepter in his hand, letting it hold the throat of Merlin XVI, while retaining the last patience to persuade him.

"Last chance, where is he?"

Merlin XVI silently closed his own eyes, and this action completely exhausted Victor's last bit patient. He was about to activate the scepter in oneself's hand immediately, and let the strong thermal energy directly penetrate the old fogey's head. But at this time, Merlin XVI suddenly turned his head and looked directly into his eyes.

"Wait a minute!"

Although he was very pleased with this sudden turn, Victor was not willing to give up oneself's current advantage at all. He began to be aggressive, although only on the tongue.

"Why, I'm scared. I thought you were the kind of tough guy who would never bow his head when he died?"

"The master wants to see you! He passed through me My eyes have seen your presence, and I have become quite interested in you."

Ignoring this verbal provocation, Merlin XVI turned his own eyes directly to the wall at the end of the lane. There, the dim radiance slowly interweaves a special pattern, and as the pattern is formed, the entire wall begins to tremble slightly like ripples on a calm water surface.

Seeing such a scene, Victor immediately released the old man in his hand who had no use for oneself, turned around and walked toward the wall.

Without sound, he walked into the wall like a phantom. And as his silhouette disappeared into the lane, Merlin XVI silently picked up the arm on the ground, and aimed the neat cut at his arm.

The weird radiance flickered on his shoulder, and soon, the arm that had been a residual limb returned to his master's body again. After moving my arms a few times, I felt that there was no problem. Merlin XVI picked up the broom from the back door of the oneself store and cleared the traces on the ground.

A thin layer of mist began to spread under his feet, and the corpses on the ground were gradually turned into ashes under the mist. And Merlin XVI is like all the shopkeepers who clean the entrance of oneself's store, using the broom in oneself's hand to clean these things little by little.

London, which is always filled with fog, always happens in this way. But this is not something Victor wants to care about. He took his own step and walked out of an antique mirror that looked a little old. At this time, he found that oneself was already in another place, a dark place illuminated by burning candles and a high brazier.

The surrounding walls are covered with thick tapestries, and the corners all around are also filled with valuable ancient Dong Family furniture. It looks splendorous and majestic, but under the dim firelight, these things always give people the feeling of being in a ghost.

Of course, Victor, who has traveled to and fro hell several times, is not afraid of this environmental change. On the contrary, he is full of interest in everything here. Especially the mirror that brought him here.

Be aware that, as a magician, he has enough confidence in oneself. But what just happened made him a little surprised. He could understand what force brought oneself from the alleys of London to such a place suddenly, but he did not understand how all this works. He not at all felt the existence of any magic, especially in that alley. Otherwise, he doesn't need Merlin XVI's stubborn old man, oneself can find this place.

People who are familiar with magic know that the real power of magic is not the formidable power, but the ability to integrate magic into life. Really powerful sorcerers are all magic, without any deliberate action, they can cast spells in any place. Until now, Victor thought that oneself had reached this level, after all, he had reached the limit that a sorcerer could do. But now, oneself seems a bit arrogant. Compared with the person who arranged all this, oneself also has some gaps, and how deep this gap is, he himself can't even see clearly.

This realization made him a little surprised, but also a little excited. Because this is enough to prove how powerful the target he is looking for is. With the excitement of seeing this legendary existence, Victor gave birth and lightly wiped the mirror in front of oneself.

A string of Latin words inscribed on it appeared with his movements, and driven by curiosity, Victor read the words little by little.

"Through the power of truth, I can conquer all things in my lifetime."

"The sentence in "Faust", I like this sentence very much. So I was with Goethe After some communication, I engraved this sentence on the mirror. Let oneself be able to memorize it by heart."

The sudden voice made Victor immediately act on guard. At the same time, he also cast his eyes to the direction of the sound. In his sight, a pair of weird silhouettes appeared in front of him.

Pushing a wheelchair, a blond woman with an indifferent face. also sitting in a wheelchair, a thin Chinese man with brilliant eyes. He has seen these two people more than once, but at this kind of time, seeing their presence in this place, he still can't help being surprised, even absurd.

"Why are you? Why are you here? Your Excellency Baron?"

"Why can't it be me?"

Knock your finger and let the whole The flame of lighting in the room suddenly turned into a scorching glow. At the same time, it made the appearance of own clearly not reflected in Victor's eyes. Smith Zhou gave him a meaningful smile.

"I have so many identities, so many that God and the devil can't figure it out. So, why can't it be me here?"