Law of the Devil

(Chapter 1 today)

Chapter 124 Magician Law Enforcement Team

Dewey was right.

Clark is definitely not in the top of the list at the Roland Continental Magic Union. But most of the wizards in the union who are above the eighth level are old monsters who don't like folklore, and most of them are indulged in magical research in their major fields. As a result, the day-to-day affairs of a huge magic union, some of which are like old monsters, may not even buy the books of the union president.

So, the day-to-day affairs of the entire magic union are in the hands of some slightly lower magician.

At present, six day-to-day deacons are present in the Magic Union of Roland Mainland. Most of these six are disciples of some old monster level magicians. The magician level is around level 6. These six men, the six arms of the President of the Magic Union, are under their control, and the agents are in charge of the work of the Magic Union throughout the continent, including its branches throughout the continent.

Imagine the complexity of the work within an organization that covers the entire continent. What is the complexity of the various aspects involved? The finances of the entire magic union, the daily operation, the scheduling, the trading of those magic materials from magic chapters everywhere… and the "magician law enforcement team”, a mysterious force that has always existed inside the legendary magic union, all of which are arranged by six day-to-day deacons.

While major decisions are issued through the chairman, there are some day-to-day little things that these deacons can do. The power, by the way, is immense.

Along the way, Dewey and Clark chatted, asking Clark about the specific duties of this deacon and immediately realizing that this is an absolute position of power!

Clark was originally the disciple of a Class IX old magician in the Magic Union. Majored in dark magic, talent is also quite good, people have practiced to level 6 by middle-aged, but this guy seems to have a few more secular hearts than other magicians, in the Emperor's relationship with a lot of Homen nobility is good, so that comes down, but he is a smart and smooth guy in one aspect.

If you do magic research, maybe Clark isn't that kind of genius, but he's a deacon. A very suitable candidate, though. Clark was also committed to this goal. There was also an old magician master of the ninth grade, who, according to logic, as long as Clark survived, would sooner or later be able to mix into the deacon's position.

After all, the deacon's position is a lack of power, and a lot of people are staring. Traditionally, if you don't have a big figure behind you, you can't be a regular magician without a foundation. Unfortunately, however, the old magician who stood behind Clark died of illness the previous two years. Clark lost his umbrella and backup teacher and lost his advantage in competing for a deacon position.

But Dewey's birth gave him a big chance! The chairman of the Magic Trade Union and the old monsters up and down attached great importance to Dewey, and Clark was the most suitable candidate for Dewey because he almost became Dewey's teacher. This was Clark's head.

Thanks to Dewey, Clark can be deacon. So Clark was grateful to Dewey, too.

What kind of guy is Dewey? I felt Clark's kindness towards me. Faced with the guy who held a lot of power in his hand, of course, it was a good sign. The two of them spoke all the way, and Clark introduced a lot of the situation in the magic union with enthusiasm, the more intimate.

“This six-mounted building on the periphery is the main building of the Magic Union, and most of the work department is here. But the real core is still in the tower. But, Lord Dewey, did you notice that there is no gate to the inner square?” Clark smiled.

Indeed, this six-mounted building has only an external door, and the direction to the small square in the middle is a solid wall, not even a window.

“Access to the inner core is greatly restricted by the rules of the Magic Union. Of course, you and I are not within limits. To get inside, there's only one way to get inside, which is to convey the magic array inside. If anyone wants to fly from the sky, it is also impossible, within the limits of the Magic Union, the sky within 300 meters is a taboo area, and flight techniques cannot be carried out.” Clark walked around the long hall with Dewey, introducing him, and then came into a concave arch of a wall.

So it's through the wall, and it's into the inner square. Dewey whispered.

Clark looked at it with a faint smile: "Of course, this wall can't stop a powerful warrior, but even if you break through the wall, it's a layer of space magic that can't even reach the inside. ”

Dewey could see clearly, this concave arch was arranged on the wall, recessed into the space of about two or three meters, the floor was covered with crystalline stones, Dewey and Clark walked into the arch, Clark smiled slightly, reached over the wall and touched a circular crystal turntable, there were some scales on that turntable, he adjusted the turntable by a scale, and then the crystal stones set on the ground immediately flashed a ray of light, and Dewey felt his whole body flashed as if it had been scanned by a faint breath, and the magician's badge on his chest immediately flashed a magical fluctuation. The scene in front of me immediately appeared distorted, as if it had flashed through a nothingness, and the scene in front of me immediately changed.

Looking at it, the two are no longer in the lobby. The scene in front is obviously still inside the main building, but there is a wide and bright passage in front of it, but there is no one there, empty corridor, only a few statues on both sides alone.

“It was downstairs in the lobby, and now we're on the top floor.” Clark smiled and patted Dewey gently, the two of them walking out of the arch transfer array, and he continued: “There is no need for any guard here, because the magic array has automatic recognition. The badges we wear are specially made and only those who wear our badges can transmit through the magic array. If anyone breaks in...” Speaking of which, hey, he laughs twice.

Dewey sighed, and this is the home camp of magicians, the top magicians on the continent, and I'm afraid most of them are here. If anyone dares to mess around here, even if they are the most powerful, they will never dare to mess with so many powerful magicians!

Dewey finally saw two people as Clark bent down a back corridor. Both were wearing magic apprentice silver robes, but the badges worn on their chests were different. Both had thick sheepskin files in their hands, and they were bright and serious. They saw Clark and Dewey, and when they were saluting, they were also of a strict temperament, completely different from the temperament of those they met downstairs.

“These are the staff here.” Clark smiled lightly: “But only people who have passed all kinds of tests of absolute loyalty can enter here to work... Alas, even in the Magic Union, managing those complex materials, the work is very cumbersome, deviant magicians are all grandfathers, they can only use them on weekdays, but where is the mind to manage these? I'm in charge of a department that specializes in distributing magic materials to old monsters, often with a list of them, and people out there are going to break their legs and look everywhere. And wear and tear also tents… so even simple clerks here are magic apprentices. ”

With Clark at the end of the corridor, this is a black door, and when he walks to the door, Dewey feels the cold in front of him!

Clark's face was bright and he whispered: "Lord Dewey, go inside for a moment and don't talk or look around. This is the only transmission line in the main building that leads inside, and the only place in the entire Magic Union that has a guard. The ones who guard this place on a rotating basis are monsters with no humanity. These are the killer freaks trained by the Mage Law Enforcement Team. These people have a strange temper and are licensed by the Mage Union. They are not subject to Magic Regulations. Don't piss them off. ”

Finish, push the door in. As soon as the door opened, Dewey immediately felt that the cold in the forest had increased several times.

This is a large room with a huge six-mounted crystal lamp hanging from the ceiling in the room, which corresponds to this crystal lamp on the ceiling, a dark red six-mounted magic array set on the floor. The crystals of this magic array are all red, and Dewey felt the magic fluctuations of the flowing array inside before approaching.

Around the Magic Array, on the six star angles of the six stars, a thin stone column two meters high was inserted on the floor.

It was the cold air that blew out of this magic array. Dewey immediately affirms that this magic array is definitely more than just a transmission array! At least this horrible smell is certain that this thing is definitely not harmless! If anyone breaks in, I'm afraid there's another killing machine in there!

Dewey was thinking and heard a cold “hum”.

With a hint of hidden magic oscillation, this voice falls into the ear, making people feel uncomfortable for a moment, a feeling of indescribable breath and annoyance. Dewey immediately looked to the side and discovered that, on both sides of the Magic Array, two special magicians stood.

Both wore completely different clothes than the magician Dewey knew. The robes they wore were all white on the bottom, and the robes had a rusty black flame pattern on them. The flame boiled and fell into Dewey's eyes, like a fire! More importantly, the two magicians stood there in a dark corner on either side of the room. With a pointed high hat on his head, his face is hidden in the shadows beneath the hat, revealing no face at all. Though far away, Dewey just looked at the two of them and immediately sensed that they were sending a mortal killing machine!

It's a real fake killer!

At this moment, Dewey could immediately feel the two magicians on both sides, dissipating an invisible position, as if they were spiritual forces. The layers poured against Dewey like a wave. This breath was extremely shady. Dewey had always been proud of his spiritual talent. Under the repression of the two people, the layers retracted and were exposed by each other's spiritual forces. Dewey immediately struck smart all over his body, as if he had been stabbed hard by something deep in his head, and some of his whole body was frozen. The other party's mental power was very strange, and the layer was suppressed, the smaller Dewey's mental power control range!

Dewey was out of cold sweat on the spot. He just felt that he had never met such a shady and scary guy. The magic of the two men was not very powerful, but the shady smell made people feel very uncomfortable. Especially as if he had a natural restraint on his mental strength. Even though his mental strength was not weaker than that of the other party, he was struck and collapsed!

Dewey gradually felt the pressure getting worse and worse, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on the tip of her nose!

“Law-enforcement, this is the guest of honor the Lord Chairman wants to see. No!” Looking at Dewey was wrong, Clark immediately noticed that he drank quickly, and the two strange magicians hummed at the same time, slowly retracting the oppression of mental power.

Dewey relieved his breath, some worried sneaked a peek at the two people, but his eyes hadn't touched each other, the other seemed to have a gap immediately, Dewey felt the dark invisible face under the hat, as if two eyes came as if they were real eyes, Dewey immediately instinctively retracted his eyes, dared not look anymore!

Awesome! Where did this monster come from! It is a monster!!

What makes Dewey feel most depressed is that her mental strength may not necessarily be worse than that of the other, but she is equally irresistible under the oppression of the other!

There must be something strange about it!

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