Chapter 871： Magic Technology Unexpected Identity

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"It’s too long, it’s too long.” Merlin XVI squinted and said seriously to Victor in front of him. "Merlin VII thought that your ancestors would be with him in a hundred years. He thought that you would pursue more for magic."

"It turns out that developing a new colony at the time and becoming a farmer would be more attractive than magic." Nodded, Victor made a plain explanation for his ancestors' thoughts at the time. Then he quickly said his opinion to Merlin XVI. "But unlike them, my thirst for magic is better than everything. So I really want to visit your host and learn from him and ask him for a little help."

"Don't you think it's too late?" Shaking his head, Merlin XVI's face showed an indifferent look. "The opportunity won't stay there waiting for others. Your ancestors have that qualification because he has that talent and luck. He passed the test. But you, sorry, young. I have nothing for you." know."

"I think we can communicate and understand each other a little. You should know that the magician's talent can be passed down with the blood. And I think that my talent is better than my ancestors."

"You are coming too late, young. Since my master has awakened, we no longer need apprentices. The master has found a new way, and your appearance has no meaning for him."

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

And this obviously has some discrepancies with what Victor thinks, and with his nature, he obviously can't let Merlin XVI disappear from his eyes. So he immediately reached out and blocked the front of Merlin XVI with a raging hellfire.

"I can't let you go, sir. Tell me, how can I find your master? I don't have much time to play with you for this kind of exam promotion, qualification screening game."

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

With a cold cry, Merlin XVI immediately pressed his palm. In his movements, even the supernatural powers that are as fierce as **** fire, like the gentle sheep, quietly and quietly.

"Since we know our existence, you should understand how we and magic are. If you want to use magic to defeat us, don't you feel that you are too self-reliant?"

"I certainly understand. So I rely on more than just magic!"

From his cloak, he found a civilization stick with a huge gem on his tip. Victor held it and pointed to the disdainful Merlin XVI. With his movements, a straight and dazzling light directly shot out, like the invincible blade, directly cut off the shoulders of Merlin XVI, so that he instantly lost the power to maintain his magic.

When the flame rose again, Victor strode up, grabbed the neck of Merlin XVI, pressed him directly on the wall of the roadway, and threatened him.

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

Although he lost an arm, Merlin XVI showed that the arm is not his own. He even stared at Victor in front of his eyes, and his indifferent eyes were completely indifferent to life and death.

"Even if you ruin me, you can't get any help from other people. The master has given up the plan, and you have no chance."

This response made Victor sway, and he immediately held the scepter in his hand, letting it hold the throat of Merlin XVI, while retaining the last patience to persuade him.

"The last chance, where is he?"

Merlin XVI silently closed his eyes, and this move completely exhausted Victor's last bit of patience. He will immediately start the scepter in his hand, so that the strong heat above can directly penetrate the head of this old man who is not old. But at this time, Merlin XVI suddenly slipped his head and looked straight into his eyes.

"Wait a minute!"

Despite the great joy of this sudden turn, Victor is not willing to give up his current advantage. He began to be aggressive, though only on the tongue.

"What, I am afraid. I thought you were the kind of tough guy who would not bow and die?"

"The owner wants to see you! He sees your existence through my eyes and has a lot of interest in you."

Ignoring this verbal provocation, Merlin XVI directly turned his eyes to the wall at the end of the lane. There, the dimly lit light slowly interweaves a special pattern, and as the pattern is formed, the entire wall begins to swell slightly like a calm water surface.

Looking at such a scene, Victor immediately released the old man who had no use for himself. He turned and walked toward the wall.

Silent, his whole person walked into the wall like a phantom. And as his figure disappeared into the lane, Merlin XVI silently picked up the arm on the ground and pointed the neat cut to his arm.

The weird light flashed on his shoulders, and soon the arm that had become a residual limb returned to his master's body. After a few arms in the activity, I feel that there is no problem. Merlin XVI took the broom from the back door of his store and cleared the traces from the ground.

A thin layer of mist began to spread under his feet, and the corpses on the ground turned into ash a little bit under the mist. Merlin XVI is like a shopkeeper who cleans the door of his store. With his broom, he wipes these things bit by bit.

This is always happening in London, which is always foggy. But this is not at all what Victor is willing to care about. He took his own steps and walked out of an antique mirror that looked like a few years old. At this time, he found himself in another place, a dark place illuminated by burning candles and a rising brazier.

The surrounding walls are covered with thick tapestry, and the surrounding corners are filled with valuable antique furniture. It looks very magnificent, but under the dim light map, these things always give people a feeling of being sneaky.

Of course, Victor who has been to and from Hell several times will not be afraid of this change in the environment. On the contrary, he is full of interest in everything here. Especially the mirror that brought him here.

You know, as a magician, he has enough confidence in himself. But what happened just now made him feel a little surprised. He can understand what power has suddenly brought himself from the alleys of London to such places, but he does not understand how it all works. He did not feel any magic, especially in the alley. Otherwise he wouldn't need the stubborn old man of Merlin XVI to find this place himself.

People who are familiar with magic know that the real power of magic is not in power, but in the ability to integrate magic into life. Really powerful wizards are all magical, and they don't need any deliberate action, they can cast spells anywhere. For a long time, Victor has thought that he has touched this level. After all, he has achieved the limit that a wizard can do. But now it seems that I am somewhat arrogant. Compared with those who have arranged all of this, there are still some gaps, and how deep the gap is, even he himself can not see clearly.

This understanding made him a bit stunned, but he was also a little excited. Because this is enough to prove how powerful the goal he is looking for. With the excitement of seeing this legendary existence, Victor gave birth and gently wiped the mirror in front of him.

A string of Latin engraved on it showed up with his movements, and with curiosity, Victor read the words little by little.

"With the power of truth, I have been able to conquer all things in my lifetime."

"I like this sentence in "Faust". So after I had a conversation with Goethe, I put this sentence in the mirror. Let me be able to memorize it."

The sudden sound made Victor immediately alert. At the same time, he also turned his sight to the direction of the sound. And just in his sight, a pair of weird figures appeared in front of him.

Pushing a wheelchair, a blond woman with an indifferent face. There are also Chinese men in wheelchairs who are thin but have a bright look. He has seen these two people more than once, but at this time, seeing their existence in this place, his heart still can not help but be surprised, even absurd.

"How are you? Why are you here? Lord Baron?"

"Why can't it be me?"

Knocking on the finger, the flame of illumination in the entire room suddenly turned into a glowing glow. At the same time, it also makes his appearance apparently mapped into Victor's eyes. Smith. Zhou showed him a meaningful smile.

"I have a lot of identities, so much that the gods and the devils can't figure it out. So why can't I be here?" (To be continued.)