Chapter 213 212: The battle is over! Agree with Merlin!
The stories of heroes are not necessarily full of heroes.
There is something else.
Anyway, Ian recognized his way of winning. He remembered that he had heard that history books were written by winners. In the future, he only needed to know that Merlin could not beat him.
Isn't this a truth?
Merlin admitted that he could not do anything to Ian, but Ian broke through Merlin's spiritual defense. It is no longer necessary to say which one is stronger and who is weak, but it is clear at a glance if anyone with a discerning eye can tell.
"Wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind!" Ian still remembered the teachings left by Ms. Ravenclaw to future generations. He was assisted by a little more wisdom than Merlin in this battle.
The little wizard was sighing.
On the other side.
"×&%￥#@, §№☆2113^&%!$#&%￥..." Meilin's insults continued for a long time. He soaked into the lake in an oasis, constantly stuffing some antidote into his mouth, and poured many bottles of bottles into the lake in the oasis. I wonder if it was a potion for cleaning viruses.
"It turns out that I was the one who has never lost a lot in the end."
Ian landed next to the Oasis Lake, picked a fruit from the trees beside him, and after taking a bite, his face gradually became a little distorted. "Do you eat it? It's delicious." Ian started selling to Merlin.
However.
He could not even deceive a girl like Aurora with this move, so how could he deceive the great wizard Merlin? The man in the lake was saying vulgar words as always.
"Can't you afford to lose?"
Ian threw away the sour fruit in his hand.
"If I can't afford to lose, I will also accept the three-game two-win system." He is now in an enlightened state and has many tricks to practice in his mind.
This made the little wizard a little eager to try. Not to mention fighting for three more games, he can do it for another three days and three nights. The difference in magic between legendary wizards and ordinary wizards is no longer just weight.
And quality.
Although the magic of ordinary wizards does not consume Kamelani, they are still subject to the influence of magical activity, and the magic of legendary wizards is almost inexhaustible.
The activity of magic still exists.
However, the speed of active self-recovery is much faster than the speed of release. Of course, Ian doesn’t know whether all legends are like this or whether he is a relatively special case.
Although I don't know much about wizards at this level, Ian can still see some details about the legendary rank from his personal panel that ordinary people don't know.
Name: Ian Prince
Profession: Bloodline Warlock
Magic: Level 11
Person: Legend of Heaven
Skill: [Inspiration of Wisdom [This skill cannot be upgraded]]
[Guardian Spell (Level 4) 741/800]
…
Ian's Guardian Spell is almost at the time to unlock extraordinary characteristics. This is why the Guardian Spell belongs to white magic. If it were black magic, he would have been level 7 or 8 in minutes.
Of course.
The most important thing to pay attention to is not the level of magic, but since Ian became a legendary wizard, a new information called [Person] has appeared on his personal panel.
In Ian's opinion, since there is such a saying [Legend of Heaven], there must be other different categories in the legend, and I don't know if this has anything to do with the way of certifying the legend.
He originally planned to ask for advice from Meilin, but judging from his current appearance, he probably wouldn't believe even if Meilin gave him some popular science, so he could only wait for a few more days to go back to the blurred illusion to ask for advice from his teacher.
Yes.
Inspire yourself and then enlighten your teacher - Ian now roughly understands that perhaps Morgan found himself in the blurred illusion because of his special nature as a living person in the blurred illusion.
As for the specific situation.
I can only wait a few days to verify with Morgan.
"If you can't afford to lose, let's continue." Ian didn't know if the power of holding magic was Merlin's legendary characteristic, and he also wanted to see more of Merlin's unique magic.
I have read it, I have learned it.
I can learn it.
I will be...the authoritative magic journal in later generations. If Merlin could use some black magic, Ian believed that he could successfully steal the stolen master while the other party was cast.
The little wizard's abacus was very loud.
However.
Merlin was not fooled.
"Who do you want to fight with whom you want to fight with! Don't look for me! I never want to get involved in your underworld magic again in my life! You shouldn't even be called black magic!"
I don't know how many times Merlin puts cleaning magic on him, but he always feels that he can still smell the odor on his body. He is soaked in the lake and almost smashes himself into a layer of skin.
Merlin is not a fault.
The smell of human corpse may not be very lethal, but it is sufficiently durable. He has added a little more or less. This is the thing that can be done after reaching level 8 of the transformation technique.
"Then I'll let you see other black magic."
Ian blinked.
Start encouragement.
But Merlin was unmoved at all and looked at Ian with an indignant expression, "Who did you learn magic from? What a crazy person would treat the plague as the research direction of transforming techniques!?"
He of course also realized how terrible Ian's magic is. In fact, he is not sure now whether he was infected with the virus that Ian said a thousand years later.
Perhaps as a potion master, he could ignore all poisons in the world, but that was just the ones he had known. God knows what the situation will be in a thousand years later. "I'm a student under Salazar Slytherin." Ian knew that going out could not cause trouble for the teachers, so he reported a name that he had no favorability in his heart.
This is also the truth.
After all, he studied art at Hogwarts.
Salazar Slytherin is the founder of Hogwarts.
"After a thousand years?"
Melin generally has a way to distinguish the authenticity of other people's words. He nodded, not realizing that the child he was facing was a genius who only told the truth but was not necessarily the truth.
"Yes."
Ian nodded. "Okay, I remember." Merlin said Salazar Slytherin's name several times seriously, as if he wanted to remember the name in his mind. He was not too harsh on Ian, a teenage wizard.
After all, it's still a child.
It's quite relieved to curse a few hundred words.
Meilin now just wants to know who can teach a talented little wizard so much that there is no bottom line and pride that a genius who is in the past and present should have.
"Your tricks are really impressive, okay, I admit, you won." Merlin probably was afraid that Ian would pester the second game and he didn't want to continue to see Ian's other underworld methods.
As for the victory or defeat.
He is not the kind of person who is Dugu Qiufei, but he will break the defense if he loses. Winning and losing are never something Merlin values. He just didn't expect that one day he would be won in this way.
"Listen to my advice, I have no prejudice against black magic, but I really have to learn less of such tricks." Merlin even spoke earnestly to Ian.
If one can become a young legend in a thousand years, one will be destined to become a more and more Dharma-Ending Age and against the torrent of the times, one will inevitably be able to become a fellow traveler with him.
He wanted to guide the genius on the right path.
"I actually have some normal magic." Seeing that Merlin seemed to have not much hostility, Ian also raised his wand and used the basic spell of "Flame Bear".
The winding fire dragon illuminates the sky throughout the desert.
Merlin looked up.
Staring at Ian's "ordinary" flame, he remained silent, not marveling at the power of magic, but he still felt the aura like fire from this magic.
"You call burning other people's souls, and using the soul as nutrients is a normal magic?" After a long time, Merlin asked in a strange tone.
"All my flame magic has such characteristics, there is nothing I can do about it." Ian explained seriously, but failed to get to know it. All he had was another round of Merlin's silence.
A moment later.
"Do you have the bloodline of the soul-capturing monster in the underworld?"
Merlin may only have one reason to come up with. "Are you talking about the dementor?" Ian was stunned for a moment.
He looked at the picture drawn by Merlin and was sure that the other party was talking about the same creature.
"No, I am a pure human wizard."
Ian's honest answer. "But I do have one of the dementors. They are super good. They rub my back when I take a shower. Do you know that their mouths can actually spit bubbles?" He also added his daily life in Hogwarts.
"???????"
Melin was stunned again.
"Many wizards who hate me say I am a lunatic, but now it seems... I am still too normal."
In the oasis.
The sigh of the legendary wizard king echoed for a long time.
…
Just as Ian and Merlin interact.
On the other side.
They moved the area where the battlefield left. "Why haven't the teacher come back yet?"
Little Morgan stood in the middle of the forest that had been transformed into scorched earth. The land under her feet was as dry as if it had been scorched by the scorched sun for months, and the smell of burnt was filled with the air.
The originally lush forest was now bare, and the lake water had already dried up. The soil at the bottom of the lake cracked deep ravines, as if the earth was wailing silently. It was just slightly affected by the battle, and this area already showed a tragic ecology that would not know when it would be restored.
This is the power of the legendary wizard, and it is absolutely no exaggeration to call it a human-shaped nuclear bomb. "I'm a little worried."
Little Morgan looked down at the shadow creature in her hand. The dark shadow trembled slightly in her palm, as if she was grateful for the scene in front of her. "What are you worried about? Those are two legends... creatures that are hard to die. If they continue to stay here to fight, we may not even be left with ashes." The creature in the shadow still felt a little shocked.
"What the hell is your teacher?"
It tries to ask Morgan about Ian.
Just.
Faced with the temptation of Shadow Creature, Morgan did not respond. "Take me to find them." Morgan's voice was unquestionable and firm, as she stared at the shadow creature as if forcing it to make a choice.
The Shadow Creature's body trembled slightly, and there was a hint of horror in its voice: "Are you crazy? A battle of that level will kill people if you don't pay attention! You are a beginner, and you will only die if you go there. This is not a show, but a death! That kind of fight, mortals will only suffer!"
"They are no longer human!"
The Shadow Creature's voice is full of fear. "You are not human either." Morgan directly completed the final kill with one sentence. The choked shadow creature didn't know how to respond. At this time, Morgan raised the wand that Ian had transformed into her and began to threaten. "You have to take me to find them." Little Morgan was not worried that Ian would be defeated by Merlin. In her opinion, the wizard who could write the Dark Bible would definitely leave the wizard king behind the bards' mouth.
Now she just felt that she had already taken out the big gem, but she still couldn't see the scene where her teacher defeated Merlin, and she was also counting on observing the battle between powerful wizards and feeling the rhythm of magic.
"Threatening me?"
The Shadow Creature sneered directly.
"Do you know what wolf nature is? The big bad wolf never accepts threats!" It obviously thought that Morgan's magic could not hurt him, so he responded with fearlessness.
However.
Morgan, who noticed this, narrowed his eyes slightly, "My teacher loves me the most. I want to tell him that you bite me, he will definitely torture you hard."
Bad women seem to have the ability to open their eyes and tell lies.
Morgan even said that she was crying and she was even young, and she was so aggrieved that she looked so wronged that she was so skilled that she had to get rid of the traffic stars.
"..."
The entire shadow creature, the whole wolf, was speechless when he saw this.
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"You are false accusation!"
It was a little panicked.
When Ian was holding it in his hand, it could feel the terrible suppression. Although it didn't know why, it also knew very well that the evil little wizard must have the ability to torture himself.
After all, it's a legend!
"Yes, I just want to frame you." Morgan nodded and admitted, which made the Shadow Creature more panicked than continuing to reason. It was a little furious.
"Damn Black Witch! I shouldn't have accepted this task. I thought it would be easy to watch a child... but I encountered such a level of trouble!"
"I'm just a wolf!" Its voice was filled with deep regret, but Morgan ignored its emotions at all, and the eyes of the young black witch were full of threats. "You won."
The shadow creature finally couldn't stand it anymore. Its body suddenly became illusory, and even Morgan became illusory. The next moment, one man and one wolf were in a certain channel.
"Is this...a space channel?"
Morgan's eyes widened, his eyes full of surprise. There was nothingness under her feet, but there was a strange force that supported her body so that she could stand firmly. The surrounding scene changes rapidly. She found herself standing in a colorful space, as if she was in a flowing river.
The colors around are constantly changing, just like the illusion in a fairy tale, full of brilliance and breathtaking beauty.
"This is a colorful river winding in a fairy tale, which can only be touched by the creatures in our stories." Perhaps the twisted shadow is really what it calls the big bad wolf.
"We are tracing the traces of your teacher and Merlin. However, I have to remind you, don't blame me if you die, as the battle between legends is easy to become unlucky."
It warned Morgan Jr. "Can we catch up?"
Little Morgan only cares whether he can see the teacher's heroic posture. "That's of course, a showdown between the wizards at the same level can last for several hours or even more than ten hours." Shadow creatures are also doing popular science for Morgan.
Hold expectations.
Time in the space channel seemed to become blurred, and Morgan only felt that the colors around him kept flowing, as if they had traveled through countless areas and eventually flowed to an unknown land. "We're here."
The voice of the shadow creature rang in Morgan's ears.
Morgan only felt a flash in front of him, and the surrounding scene changed again.
She found herself standing in a vast desert, with yellow sand everywhere, scorching sun, and the hot wind blew on her cheeks. The temperature here was at least ten degrees higher than the other side just now.
"Where is the person?"
Little Morgan blinked, trying to adapt to the sudden change, but she was dizzy and still looked around, but she didn't see the fierce battle. "They are there..." Shadow creature pointed the way for Morgan, but his tone was quite strange, as if he had seen something unexpected.
Morgan looked in the direction the Shadow Creature said.
See only.
The two figures were standing in the shadow of a sand dune. It was Ian and Merlin. Merlin looked a little down and out. His robe was broken, his face and arms were covered with red and swollen bruises. Ian seemed much more relaxed. The corners of his clothes were slightly dusty, but the overall look was unscathed.
Who is more embarrassed can be seen at a glance. "Teacher!" Morgan ran over excitedly, his eyes full of admiration.
"You are indeed the most powerful!" She just hugged Ian. The black witch with a broad mind in the future now has no small steamed buns, so she can only give a negative review.
"Why are you here? Tsk tsk, the ghost thing looks really weird." Ian was just a little stunned, looking at the shadow in Morgan's hand, and suddenly realized why Morgan appeared here. His confinement curse did not really imprison the other party, and the other party did not take the opportunity to escape, but instead brought Morgan to him, which was a bit intriguing.
"Oh! Oh my God!"
The Shadow Creature's reaction was also very intense. "You...you actually defeated Merlin! No! No! Cinderella said! This era belongs to Merlin!" The Shadow Creature's voice was incredibly shocked.
"..."
After hearing this, Meilin's mouth twitched slightly, as if she wanted to refute, but in the end she held back. He can't say what suffering is, he can now have a deep understanding of it.
How to say it?
Say the bruises on my body were all caused by myself?
Then what should you answer when you ask why you want to slap yourself? Merlin didn't want to walk around the world after a while and heard rumors everywhere that he had been infected with hundreds or thousands of unreasonable diseases! "Don't mention anything that is unbeaten. It's not good to poke someone's scars. This is my good brother Merlin. He said he would take me to dig out the treasure. We just signed a contract."
A magic contract that is taking effect is indeed emerging between Ian and Merlin.
"Digging the treasure?"
Little Morgan's eyes lit up. "Yes, after digging out the treasure, Merlin and I opened the treasure. I have proved my professionalism to my good brothers." Ian fully demonstrated the professionalism of a Hogwarts profiteer.
Full affinity.
"How to prove it?"
The shadow creature suddenly interrupted.
Ian glared at the shadow in Morgan's hand fiercely, but he still showed his tools to his good apprentice, the set of professional equipment from the master of alchemy.
Some look like exquisite hooks, some look like ancient compass, and some look like shovels with strange shapes - these things only make the shadow creatures feel familiar. "You are going to rob the tomb!?"
It immediately noticed where the so-called treasure was.
after all.
It comes from the Soul Hall. "It turns out to be a tomb robber!" Little Morgan suddenly realized and then began to think about it again. She felt that she had a new understanding and inheritance of the wizarding school of her teacher. "It's so bad." Ian rolled his eyes.
Morgan no longer talks about tomb robbery, but Shadow Creatures don't give him face.
"Tomb robbers are to rob the tomb. I can only be curious about what kind of tomb is that it will bring one legend to another." Shadow creatures were a little excited when talking about to robbing tomb.
I didn't realize that I was still a prisoner. "This is what I want to ask. We just signed the contract and haven't had time to explain it in detail." Ian turned to look at the mysterious Meilin when he heard this.
Ask yourself.
There is a good tomb.
He dug it alone.
The same is true for Merlin.
Merlin didn't dare to go alone, because that place was very dangerous. Seeing the little wizard staring at him, Merlin first glanced at the shadow creature in Morgan's hand with deep thought.
Immediately.
After considering the words, he spoke softly. "It is indeed a place where you may encounter danger, but I think there is a way to the front. Because the owner of that tomb has done something that you and I can't do." Merlin spoke with a bit of seriousness. "What's the matter?"
The little wizard was immediately curious.
Merlin glanced at him and looked at the shadow creatures in Morgan's hand again, "I think they should be very familiar with the name of the shadows in history."
Pause for a moment. "The tomb we are going to dig is buried with the legend - a wizard who killed three gods." As soon as he said it, he immediately caused a huge reaction from the shadow creature. "You guys are crazy! Crazy!"
The shadow creature screamed in deafening fear.
Obviously.
It realized what Merlin was talking about.
"Never allow it!"
The shadow creature was roaring.
Merlin ignored its voice and looked at the still confused little wizard.
"Maybe from you more than a thousand years later, you can no longer find relevant record information, but I firmly believe that you and I can find what we want in this adventure."
His voice was full of faith.
"The wizard who killed the gods?"
Ian was still immersed in this surprise.
"Yes."
Merlin nodded. "The tomb I found belongs to the God-Eater...Medivh." He spoke softly.
The tone is calm and solemn.
However.
"Ah?????"
Ian was stunned after hearing this.
This time it was his turn to be confused. "Oh! Oh my God!"
Little Morgan was also shocked.
Have you agreed with Merlin to steal Medivh's tomb?
She felt that her teacher was indeed a real ruthless person!
"This..." Ian swallowed, looked at the [May's Pact] that had been engraved on his arm and linked to his soul.
"Is it still time for me to break the contract now?"
He rubbed the mark left by the contract hard.
It's a pity.
The miracle did not happen.
(This chapter ends)