Chapter 118

In the basement of a bar.

The cold liquid fell from her head and Matthias woke up.

Matthias looked up and found himself sitting in a completely strange environment, his hands and feet tied to the chair with cowhide rope, and there was only a low brightness white light on his head. He was surrounded by black men in black and leather.

"Where is this?" There is no magic energy to change the voice of his throat. Now the language he speaks is foreign.

"You are under the protection of Mr. Ding." A translator said to him.

The neurotoxin in his body has been cleared, but his hands and feet can't exert force, and the magic energy can't gather. That's because his tendons have been broken. Now he is not as good as a mortal.

"Why don't you kill me?" Asked Matthias.

"Mr. Ding has something to ask you." The translator said.

"Mr. Ding? Who is he? " Matthias doesn't even know who his opponent is.

"You don't need to know who Mr. Ding is," the translator told him. "You just need to answer his questions."

Matthias did not speak. He's still trying to gather his own magic energy, but every time he talks about it, it's all out.

"Mr. Ding's first question," the interpreter asked aloud, "where is your nest?"

Matthias stopped trying. He realized that his wizarding career was over. There was a look of despair in Matthias' eyes.

"Answer my question." The translator said coldly, "Mr. Matthias."

Matthias did not speak. His life was not important. Even if these people killed him, he would not blink.

The translator winked at the man in black. The man in black immediately took out a small electronic screen, put it in front of Matthias, and turned on the sound for him.

Everyone heard it. The electronic screen was filled with the wails of women and the rough laughter of a few men.

Matthias was biting his teeth, his eyes were bigger and bigger, and his eyes were almost full of fire!

"You bastards, let her go Matthias roared at the interpreter. If anger can burn, it will become purgatory.

"Tell me the answer, Mr. Matthias," the interpreter asked again, "where is your nest?"

"In a factory building in the northern suburb of the city." Without hesitation, Matthias told him.

The translator looks back at the man sitting in the shadow.

The man nodded, indicating that what Matthias had said was in line with what they knew.

The translator said something to the man in black, and the man in black left. Soon after, the man in black appeared on the electronic screen. He said something to several naked men on the screen. The men stopped and stood aside.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Matthias looked at the translator and said coldly.

The translator did not expect that Matthias' attitude would change so quickly. In fact, the reason is that Matthias knows that he has lost the ability to control the magic energy. He has changed from a high-ranking black tower wizard to an ordinary mortal. The huge gap has made his psychological defense completely collapse. Next, he can easily pry open his mouth whether he uses Honggu to coerce him or directly uses force to extort a confession. It's just that they had wishful thinking that the mysterious wizard would have a harder tongue than most people.

"What's your composition?" The translator asked the second question.

"A wizard king, his 11 apprentices, and some witches. I don't know how many witches there are, but not more than 30. There are also some servants, about 50, and the total number is not more than 100." Matthias told him everything he knew in detail, without any concealment. Matthias's docility at the moment makes it impossible to connect him with the ferocious wizard who resisted the siege.

People around the translator quickly recorded what Matthias said.

"Do you have any means to defend against foreign enemies?" Asked the translator. If there are only less than 100 people, what kind of means are hidden in the city of Linhai to make such a big stir without being discovered.

"Border." Matthias replied, "the wizard king has laid a barrier of earthly isolation. No mortal can pass through this barrier unless the wizard agrees."

Just as the translator was about to ask, the man sitting in the shadow behind him suddenly said something. The translator immediately came to the man's side.

After a while, the translator came back and asked Matthias, "tell me about your wizard king."

"He is one of the six wizard kings of heita," Matthias said with a look of longing on his face. "He symbolizes the greedy nature of all things. He is the master of the sickle weasel and the king of the wind."

The translator frowned: "speak more clearly."

"He is invincible." Matthias said, "he is the incarnation of God, or he is God."

The pious expression of Matthias surprised the translator. He could see that Matthias was not talking nonsense, but his words full of personal worship were not credible. Are there really invincible creatures in the world? Even if the present Matthias is the proof of the existence of supernatural forces, Matthias is still defeated by tricks and sea of people tactics. The translator believes that there is no over powerful force in this world."What is his weakness?" Asked the translator.

Matthias looked at the translator in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief, as if the translator had asked a stupid question. "The wizard king has no weakness." Matthias said, "the wizard king is omniscient and omnipotent. The wizard king is above all life."

The translator looks back at the man sitting in the shadow. The man nodded, indicating that the translator continued to ask.

"What is the purpose of your coming to the sea?" The translator then asked Matthias.

"Find the Dragon Cave and take the dragon blood. The dragon blood can cure the wizard King's disease." Matthias replied.

The translator's face showed a sarcastic smile: "you just said that your wizard king has no weakness, it turns out that he will also be sick."

Matthias snorted coldly: "if you think the wizard king is ill, you can deal with him, but it means that your vision is as short as mole ants."

"Mortals are mortals forever," Matthias roared at the interpreter with wide eyes. "The king will always be above the king!"

Hearing Matthias' words, the man in the shadow stood up from his position. "Do you know? There is an old saying in our country He came to Matthias and put a black pistol against her forehead.

"The king, marquis and generals would rather have seed." This man is Ding long.

Ding long had nothing when he came to Linhai. Now he is the biggest underground overlord in Linhai.

The proud king in the black tower will not become a barrier that Ding long can't cross.

He will only step on the king's body and make a smooth progress.

"Bang." The gunfire rang out.