Law of the Devil

(Chapter 2 today)

Chapter 125 [Old Monster]

Clark softened his breath and didn't dare speak any more. There seemed to be some consternation between the two guys. He pulled Dewey into the magic array and gently touched a crystal turntable on a pillar next to him, slowly turning.

In a flash, the scenery changed again, and the two had already arrived outside.

This is a square about the size of two football stadiums, right in the middle where you can see a tower towering. Dewey knew immediately that this was inside the Magic Union!

Dewey is still guessing at the weird magicians of the two guardian magic arrays just now... and all of a sudden he remembers that those two guys don't even have badges in their chests! I don't know what level they are...

“Don't think about it. Hon. Dewey.” Clark glanced at Dewey and looked at him with a smile: "When I first met these guys, I had a little loss, just like you. They're all monsters. They can't be estimated by normal people. These guys, they're from the magician law enforcement team. ”

“Mage Law Enforcement Team, what kind of existence?” Though it's a bit sudden to know the question, Dewey pretends to ask it inadvertently - after all, she's young, she's young, she's young, sometimes she says something out of date, and it's nothing out of the ordinary. This is also an advantage of Dewey.

Clark sank for a moment and thought, “Anyway, you are the one who enters the interior. These things are also precautions that you need to know, and now you should know... Magician Law Enforcement Team, a thousand years of internal power in the Magician's Union, which is under the direct command of the union president. In a sense, they are a defensive force in the hands of the Magician's Union, similar to the existence of the Temple's Holy Knights... but there are also some differences. ”

Later, with Clark's introduction, Dewey gained some initial insight into this mysterious force.

The Magician Law Enforcement Team, according to the rules of the Magic Union, shall not attack anyone other than the Magician! This power exists solely to annihilate the wicked wizard! Many powerful and evil sorcerers have surfaced on the continent, and the strength of the sorcerer makes it difficult for others to fight. And the scarcity of magicians also makes it a huge loss to fight evil magicians with regular magicians. A powerful and evil sorcerer, with a remarkable fighting power, cannot afford to lose a great sorcerer in order to destroy such an enemy.

So the Mage Law Enforcement Team was born, and no one knew the true nature of the force, but it seemed that it had never struck another group. The Magic Union has never used this power against other forces on the continent. It is only when evil magicians appear that this power will be wiped out.

And the scary thing is, this law enforcement team, it seems, was born a magician's star! They also don't know how to be cultivated and trained, as if they were magicians' natural enemies! Powerful magicians will suffer when they encounter such law enforcement teams. As if they had a special restraint against magicians!

Looking back at a brief test of spiritual strength, Dewey couldn't help but look white... specializing in curbing the magician's magical powers?

According to Roland's professional system, magicians restrain samurai, and this monster restrains magicians... isn't it invincible?

But then Dewey immediately thought of the possibility that perhaps the special abilities of these monsters would only work for magicians and might not work for other samurai.

One thing, one thing, it's all physics.

“The secret of this monster, don't ask. Just know some taboos and precautions and don't mess with them.” Clark looked at Dewey with a complex face and alerted him quickly.

“Absolutely!” Dewey raised her face immediately, revealing a juvenile, naive smile: "Nothing. What am I doing messing with this monster? ”

Clark was a little relieved, although he was sure that 90% of Dewey's naive smile was pretentious, as long as he knew it was awesome and didn't mess around.

“This tower is the second building in Teito. Eighty-eight meters high is also the center of the entire Magic Union defensive magic array... but no more defensive force is needed here... because I don't think anyone in the world can break through here!” Clark smiled, “Because, in the Magic Union, all the big magician's private labs above level eight are in this tall tower! There are 18 floors, each of which belongs to a great magician. Especially the ones who live on the top floor, but the strong ones of the ninth level! ”

Dewey will immediately.

This tower is home to some of the most powerful magicians on the continent, who dare to come here to brainstorm! Even a powerful monster like the Dragon clan chief, in the face of a dozen major magicians jointly attacked, I'm afraid you will have to flee!

They were saying, and suddenly they saw the door at the bottom of the tower in front of them pushed open, and an old man in a white robe burst out of it with excitement. This guy doesn't know how old he is. The old lady dragon bell, the white beard on his chin, can almost drag it to his waist. Don't slap a bow by surprise!

On a white robe, it looked close, but it was full of stains, and I didn't know how long it had been since I washed it.

The old man stepped out, and Clark, far away, quickly retreated a few steps, pulled Dewey to the side of the road and bowed down to salute him!

Dewey Eyetip, you see right away, this old man with the dirty clothes, the crest on his chest, is actually a Level 9 magician!

What surprised Dewey was that the old man seemed to have missed two people, his face excited and excited, and he was dragging a broken broom in his hand! Jumping out like a child, he looked up at the sky and suddenly looked up at the sky and laughed. “Hahahahaha! I finally made it! I figured it out! Master, I am a genius! Genius!! Hahahahahaha!! ”

With endless pride and excitement in his laughter, he suddenly grabbed his hair and threw the broom in his hand on the floor, turning to anger: "What are you waiting for? Wait till I invite you out! ”

As soon as the voice went down, I saw the bottom gate of the tall tower, two figures flashed out, both magicians in grey robes, both about forty and fifty years old, wearing magic badges of level six. However, at this moment, he looked at the old man with a white beard with a frightened face, but as if the mouse had seen a cat, he could not dare to move forward.

This old guy laughed and looked a little softer: "Okay, come on! I promise I won't fail this time! Somebody try it first, teacher. I have a reward! ”

The two intermediate magicians looked at each other and saw a little strange in each other's eyes. At the same time, the mind came up with the idea: Reward? I'm afraid it's a serious injury! Six of my brothers were ordered by this strange teacher to serve as test pieces, and the first four broke their legs or broke their hands a few months later. Fortunately, all the magic cures were healed, but the four guys looked at things badly and all escaped under the pretext that the wounds were bad.

Now there are only two of us left. Teacher's test pieces will be “tasted” by two of us!

Both of them looked at each other at the same time and took a very tacit step back... Although there is a deep healing technique, as long as they do not fall to death on the spot, anything can be healed, but after all, the body is its own, the pain of breaking a leg, and no one is willing to taste it.

This old white-beared magician saw the two apprentices retreat and immediately understood their inner worries. He couldn't help but get angry. Such an old man, he woke up very cheerful, angry: “Two assholes! Do you doubt my genius vision? Don't you dare doubt that my great invention will fail! ”

The two of them strutted together, one of them pretending to be brave, grinned bitterly: “Teacher, you don't know, I was born not good at wind magicians, I still have fear of heights, dizziness as soon as I get to height, it's really...”

The other one also hurried: “Teacher, I am clumsy, the disciple is not afraid of the bitterness of the flesh, but the genius of the teacher invented, if it breaks a little bit, it is not good! Besides, think about the fact that we are both in our fifties...”

The old White Beard Master stood still and took a look at the two apprentices. He couldn't help but loosen his mouth and shook his head. “Alas, I'm confused too. You're both in your fifties. This kind of thing is not suitable for you at your age... Well, unfortunately I don't have a young apprentice in my hand...”

As he was saying, he suddenly saw Dewey standing beside Clark, his eyes shining, laughing. “Ah! There's a kid here! Come on, come on! Come here!”

After that, wave to Dewey Lian with a smile on his face, be more gentle and more gentle.

Just looking at the teacher's benevolent smile, the two apprentices behind him were forced to have a chill in their hearts and cast into Dewey's eyes, somewhat with a look of compassion and joy in disaster.

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