Throne of Magical Arcana

——— When the computer was turned on in the morning, the computer was powered off. I had to sneak out again and ran home to update. It was a little late. I ’m sorry. Also, I asked for a recommendation ticket on Monday. I want to push the list last week ~

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In the damp night, several men wearing black hooded robes, as long as they are seen, will be considered as magic apprentices of evil and mysterious people. They choose to walk in the shadow of the house. Even if they encounter occasional drunks on the road, they are ignored by them. Let go.

But Lucien and others did not care about it. Those who walked in the dark, in addition to the drunkards and those whose identity could not be exposed, belonged to the back of the light, and the night watchmen of the church tribunal, they were often like greedy vultures in the night. Wandering in all corners, chasing the bloody and carrion breath, the black gloves on their hands are the source of nightmares in the minds of every magician and magic apprentice in Aalto.

"Mr. Professor, right here in this house." Ten minutes later, he was about to walk out of the messy building, complicated terrain, and dirty Djejang district, and walk to the city gate leading to the noble district. The halt stopped and pointed to the same common building surrounded by many ordinary dilapidated houses.

For the sage, whether it is white honey or Smyr, they trust each other. They each perform investigative magic. They simply check the situation of the house and its surroundings. After confirming the safety, they walked in with the sage, Lucian Seeing the investigative magic they used, including all the investigative magic they knew except the "bat scream", they gave up the inspection, but only sensed it mentally. After all, the shortcoming of "bat scream" is that it cannot be Investigate the situation in the house.

In the dilapidated house, covered with spider webs, it seems that no one has lived for a long time. The sage walked to the bedroom and said casually: "Beggars used to stay here overnight, but in recent months, Aalto Of the beggars are missing for some reason. "

Lucian and White Honey didn't speak, but Smyr said a bit strangely: "Why are the beggars missing? What can they do?"

"I heard that it is related to evil creatures." The sage replied indifferently, seeming to have heard some insider information, while Lucian and White Sugar remained silent.

Entering the bedroom, the sage removed the tattered box and used the corresponding magic to remove the hidden magic trap and opened the entrance.

A series of cold cold winds blew out from inside, but without a bit of a rancid, dull atmosphere, it seems that this secret passage is often used.

[Does the sages belong to the aristocratic district, often use this secret way to get to the Adjang district to attend secret meetings? This is the idea that appears in the hearts of Lucien, White Honey, etc., but no one would ask such a thing stupidly.

After the inspection, led by the sage, several magic apprentices entered the secret road one after another, and closed the entrance here.

The secret passage is very smooth, planted with the kind of glowing moss in the sewer, and the fluorescence is cold and cold, which makes people unable to bear the fear and shivering.

Lucien and others have noticed that every ten meters, there is a "micro-effect fossil to mud" magic array above the sewer.

This simplified magic array can be activated no matter who uses mental power.

Feeling the doubtful eyes of Professor Professor, white honey, and owl, the sage explained with a smile: "This is arranged to destroy the secret passage in an emergency, so that it is not found."

"I like your prudence and care." Lucian praised the sage with a hoarse voice and an attitude consistent with the professor's strong identity.

White honey also smiled and said: "I'm relieved a lot now."

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Ten minutes later, in a dark corner of the aristocratic area, under the cover of many tall shade trees, Lucien and others climbed out one by one, and led by a sage familiar with it, they quickly found Laurent The baron looks desolate, old-fashioned three-story villa covered in vines, like a haunted house.

Outside the iron gate of the villa's fence, a soldier was guarding him. His body was just ordinary leather armor. Unlike the soldiers on the road, Lucien saw other gatekeepers outside the villa wearing silver-grey chain mail armor, From another aspect, it proves the barrenness of Baron Laurent.

Smir looked at the surrounding environment and made a suggestion: "It's very remote here, and there is only one gatekeeper. We might as well go in directly. Professor, do you think it's okay?"

"Just don't make a big noise." Lucian indicated Smeer could give it a try.

The sage, whose face was covered by a black hood, grabbed in front of Smeyer and stood up. The old voice said with a smile: "This kind of thing is still left to me as an apprentice of the astral system. What do you think, Professor? "

Lucien gave a gruesome laugh: "Yes, professional things will be left to professional people."

Although he is not very comfortable with the professor's words and grammatical habits, white honey, sage, etc. all understood the meaning and nodded, thinking that this is the case.

Now that the professor has made a decision, Smeyer can only show his hand: "Then I will cooperate with you, sage,"

Luke stood outside the gate of Baron Laurent ’s villain, yawning from time to time, silently complaining to Baron Laurent: “Have a dance every few days. It ’s really supporting the nobility. Huh, one Yue gives us only ten silver nars for our soldiers loyal to the Laurent family. My father and grandpa were twenty silver nars when they were under the old baron. "

Complaining and fighting against sleep, Luke suddenly heard the owl crying, made a little chilly and timid by the whine, couldn't help turning his head to look over, cursing: "Don't catch your mouse, don't slow down Teng Teng is like my 60-year-old grandma. "

In the dark night, Luke couldn't see anything, but when he turned around, he found a mysterious man with a dark and roaring body covered in black robe a dozen steps away.

A huge fear hit Luke's heart. He was about to yell, but he saw the mysterious man in black robe and raised his head slightly to stare at his eyes.

In the shadow of the hood, the mysterious and scary man in black robe has a blurry nose, mouth and cheeks, and only those eyes are clearly visible in front of him.

In the deep and dark pupils, there are countless bright spots emerging, so complicated, so dreamy, like the stars in the night sky.

"Fanxing ..." Looking at these eyes, Luke's face was confused, and then he quickly relaxed, feeling that the other party was the person he trusted and respected the most.

The sage saw that Luke had been hypnotized by the "eyes of the stars", and walked in front of him. The old voice said unhurriedly: "We are here to attend the baron dance, open the door, let us go in, the voice is soft , Do n’t wake others up. "

"Respect your wishes, this is what I should do." Luke turned and slowly opened the door to a gap.

Then Lucian, Sage, White Honey and Smyr passed the gate carefully and walked towards the dark villa.

After they entered, Luke did not close the door, but turned around and guarded with his head high, never serious and enthusiastic, it seemed that there was a fire burning in his heart, trying to do more for the gentleman .

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In the middle of the hall, on a simplely arranged altar, stood a middle-aged man, wearing a silver robe, his hands raised, eyes closed, his expression eager and mad, as if listening to a quick moan, it seemed Listening to the teachings from the illusion.

The strange breath slowly floated to the altar, and centered on the silver and white horns pattern standing on the feet of the middle-aged man, there was a silver line shining, which concentrated these breaths behind the middle-aged man. Thick, condensing pink and black gas from the colorless, this gas tumbles and twists, and slowly changes into a tall ghost image with double angles.

"Are you ready? I give you my strength."

The phantom suddenly spoke.

The middle-aged man, Baron Laurent, replied madly: "The great silver and white master, the eternal silence, I have dedicated my soul to you, and let the angel you sent me into me My blood, inspire my strength! "

The phantom was transparent and indistinct, and it slowly moved forward and stuck on the back of Baron Laurent, blending in a little.

A painful expression appeared on Baron Laurent's face. Obviously, it was not a pleasant thing to integrate projection power, but the pain was quickly suppressed by the fanaticism, but the corners of the eyes seemed to be shining with crystal light.

[There are a lot of magic traps arranged outside, and now no one can stop me from accepting the power given by the great Silver Lord to restore the glory of the family.

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Outside the villa, as a magic apprentice, Lucien and others of course did not recklessly break in, but were investigating magic traps, secret magic circles, and so on.

"Mr. Professor, there are many magic traps, and even magic circles. We need half an hour to not destroy the big movements." The sage said his judgment.

The white honey seems to be carrying magic items that can sense the breath of evil creatures, and at this moment said in a panic: "We came a little late, the devil's breath has appeared, and it will be completely projected in at most ten minutes, and we must enter directly Go, you cannot slowly crack the magic circle and traps. "

"You can go straight in and get rid of the magic trap, and we don't have much mental power left." Smyr looked at Lucien, "Mr. Professor, you can only ask you to do it. Only the strong you can be the best. Get rid of these magic traps and magic circles quickly and easily. "

The matter was delayed due to the cautious journey of the magic apprentices, and there have been huge changes. The sage and the white honey followed Smith to look at Lucien. Although they did not speak, there were countless thoughts in their hearts:

[My magic amulet can only destroy that magic circle, and there are so many magic traps. Do you really want to teach Mr. Professor?

[Is Mr. Professor a real magician?

[How strong is the strength of Professor?

[If Mr. Professor is not an official magician, will he stop attending the party because he is afraid of the teacher of white honey?

In the gaze of complex emotions such as worry, doubt, expectation, etc., Lucian, who has been standing quietly by the side and seems to be measuring something, pretends with a cold smile: "No problem, I will solve it quickly, they It will soon be useless and you are ready. "

[Mr. Professor is really confident ...]

In this strange atmosphere, Lucien approached the villa, stretched out her hands, pressed it against the wall, and then opened her mouth, again issuing a silent spell.

One after another, invisible waves spread out from Lucien's hands, passed to the wall, and fed back, so that the subsequent waves gradually changed.

Looking at Lucian in a black robe with his face covered by a hood, he quietly pressed the villa wall. Nothing happened. The sage, white honey, and others glanced at each other, and felt the doubts in the other person's eyes:

[What is Mr. Professor doing?

Suddenly, the white honey felt a little shaking on the ground and asked strangely, "Are you shaking?"

"Aren't you?" The sage replied equally strangely.

Smile was pointing at the villa in surprise: "Look, the villa is shaking!"

The white honey and the sage immediately looked at it, and saw the three-story old-fashioned villa swaying back and forth, getting more and more fierce, more and more fierce, and the glass and walls made a framed sound.

"earthquake?"

"No, the ground is very swaying, the villa is shaking itself!"

"Is it Mr. Professor?"

After a brief exchange of opinions, the white honey looked at the professor who pressed his hands against the wall and shook with the villa: "The villa looks almost collapsed! What a magic ring!"

"I see from the magic book that even the three-ring fireball technique requires more than ten to blow up a villa without the protection of the magic circle." The sage looked at the wobbly as if at any time, unbelievably The villa that will fall down, and the professor who is more mysterious and powerful in front of the villa.

Smyr was completely stunned. This kind of magic that can directly destroy a villa, he had never seen it before, muttered and said: "As long as the villa collapses, the magic trap and magic circle are useless, Professor It's really not lying. "

"What did Lord Doro see?" Doro, the owl stopped on Smyr's shoulder, and sighed fiercely.

On a tree in the distance, sometime he followed the black crow again, slipped his feet, and almost fell from the branch again, a surprised voice came from his mouth: "What the hell is this magic?" ! "

Apprentice-level magic "Professor's Resonant Hand", measuring natural frequencies, creating resonance to destroy buildings, and best at destroying bridges!