Sun God Marvel Chapter 871: Magic technology accident identity

"It's too long, too long." Merlin XVI sneered and said seriously to Victor in front of himself. "Merlin VII thought that your ancestors would contact him within a hundred years. He thought you would be more pursuing magic."

"Facts have proved that developing a new colony at the time and becoming a farmer would be more attractive than magic." Nodding, Victor made a simple explanation for his ancestors' ideas at the time. Then he quickly expressed his opinion to Merlin XVI. "But unlike them, my desire for magic is better than anything. So I really want to visit your master, 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 ancestor has that qualification because he has that talent and luck. He passed the test. But you, I'm sorry, young man. I have nothing for you Know. "

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

"You came too late, young man. Since my master woke up, we no longer need apprentices. The master has found a new way, and your presence has no meaning to him. "

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

And this is obviously a bit different from what Victor thought, and by his nature, he obviously could not let Merlin XVI just disappear from his eyes. So he immediately reached out and blocked the front of Merlin XVI with a blazing **** fire.

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

"Interesting, over the years, you are still the first person who dares to use magic to compete with us!"

With a cold snort, Merlin XVI immediately pressed his palm. And in his movements, even the supernatural powers violently like the fire of **** fell silently like a docile little sheep.

"Now that you know of our existence, you should understand how we are related to magic. If you want to use magic to defeat us, do n’t you feel a little too self-confident?"

"Of course I understand. So I rely on more than magic!"

From his cloak, he drew a civilization rod with huge stones on top, and Victor held it and pointed at the disdainful Merlin XVI. With his movements, a straight dazzling light burst out directly, like an indestructible blade, directly cut off the shoulder of Merlin XVI, so that he instantly lost the power to maintain his magic.

The flames rose again, and Victor strode up, caught Merlin XVI's neck, and pressed him directly against the wall of the alleyway, threatening him.

"Technology is sometimes more useful than magic. Tell me, where is your master? I know you are just one of his countless servants, so do n’t test my patience. I can completely destroy you and go find another One! "

Despite losing an arm, Merlin XVI behaved as if the arm was not his own. He stared at Victor in front of his eyes without blinking, and his indifferent eyes were completely indifferent to seeing life and death as nothing.

"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 furious, and he immediately raised his scepter high and let it stand against Merlin XVI ’s throat, while retaining his patience and persuading him. .

"Last chance, where is he?"

Merlin XVI closed his eyes silently, and this move completely exhausted Victor ’s last bit of patience. He would immediately activate the scepter in his hand and let the intense heat from above directly penetrate through the head of the old man who had eaten forever. But at this time, Merlin XVI suddenly turned his head and looked directly at his eyes.

"Wait a minute!"

Despite being very pleased with this sudden turn, Victor was not willing to give up his current advantage. He began to be aggressive, even though it was only on the tongue.

"Why, I'm scared. I thought you were the tough guy who would never bow his head?"

"The host wants to see you! He saw your existence through my eyes, and he also showed considerable interest in you."

Ignoring this verbal provocation, Merlin XVI turned his eyes directly to the wall at the end of the alley. There, the dim light slowly interwoven a special pattern, and as the pattern formed, the entire wall began to tremble slightly like ripples on the calm water surface.

While looking at such a scene, Victor immediately released the old man who had no use for himself, turned around, and walked towards the wall.

Silently, he walked into the wall like a phantom. And as his figure disappeared into the alley, 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. Soon, the arm, which had become a stump, returned to his master's body again. After moving the arm a few times, I feel that there are no more problems. Merlin XVI picked up the broom from the back entrance of his shop and cleared the marks on the ground.

A thin layer of mist began to spread under his feet, and the corpses on the ground turned to ashes under the mist. And Merlin XVI was like all the shopkeepers who cleaned the door of their store, using a broom in their hands, to clean these things little by little.

This kind of thing always happens in London, which is always foggy. But this is not at all a matter of Victor's willingness to care. He took his steps and walked out of an antique mirror that looked a little old. At this time, he found himself already in another place, a dark place illuminated by burning candles and a high brazier.

The surrounding walls are covered with thick tapestries, and the corners are also filled with precious antique furniture. It looks very magnificent, but under the shadow of dim fire, these things always give people a feeling of being in a ghost.

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

Know that as a magician, he is confident enough about himself. But what just happened, surprised him a little. He could understand the power that brought him suddenly from the alleys of London to such a place, but he did not understand how it all worked. He didn't feel any magic, especially in that alley. Otherwise, he did not need the stubborn old man of Merlin XVI to find this place.

People familiar with magic know that the real power of magic is not power, but whether it can be integrated into life. Really powerful mages are magic by raising their hands and throwing their hands. They don't need any deliberate movements, they can cast spells anywhere. All along, Victor thought that he had touched this level, after all, he had reached the limit that a mage could do. But now it seems that he seems a little arrogant. Compared with the person who arranged all this, he still has some gaps, and how deep this gap is, he can't even see clearly.

This realization made him a little surprised, but also a little excited. Because it is enough to prove how powerful the goal he is looking for. With excitement about seeing this legendary existence, Victor raised his hand and gently wiped the mirror in front of him.

A string of Latin characters engraved on it revealed with his movements, and driven by curiosity, Victor read them out bit by bit.

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

"The sentence of" Faust "~ IndoMTL.com ~ I like this sentence very much. So after I had some communication with Goethe, I carved this sentence on the mirror. Remember it. "

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

Pushing a wheelchair, her face was indifferently blonde. There are also Chinese men in wheelchairs who are skinny but have bright eyes. He has seen these two people more than once, but at this time, seeing their presence in this place, he still couldn't help being surprised, even absurd.

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

"Why can't it be me?"

Knocked your fingers, and the lighting flame in the whole room suddenly turned into a burning glow. At the same time, it also makes his appearance clearly reflected in Victor's eyes. Smith Zhou gave him a meaningful smile.

"I have a lot of identities, so much so that the gods and the devil are not clear. So, why can't I be here?" (To be continued.)