Chapter 21 Tied Up

"Good things, it's really a waste for you to use." The old mage glanced at Ancos's long knife, his eyes lit up, shook his head and walked to Wang Qi.

"Stop him..." Ankos shouted quickly. Several mages surrounded Wang Qi in the middle, raised their wands again, and whispered spells. The magic began to condense on the stick, filled with faint clouds. There seemed to be a thick fog around, and there was a faint flash of lightning in the fog. The old mage's face changed and he said in surprise, "Are you disciples of Meinness?"

Several mages did not answer and continued to recite spells. The clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and the lights were getting more and more frequent. Wang Qi stood in the middle and looked up, but he did not know that the victory on that side was more good for him. However, looking at the look of the old mage, the mage of the Sun Temple seemed to have little chance of winning.

"Meneth is really not simple. It can make you eight or nine mage join hands to use twelve levels of magic," the old mage first praised and said, "But with your materials, I don't pay attention to it."

The magic was finally completed. Lightning began to explode from the depths of the clouds and bombarded the old mage, one after another, tireless, and the thunder roared, but no matter what magic, as long as it approaches the old mage's body, it will dissipate in an instant. Wang Qi saw several mages shaking all over, and then the clouds covering the figure of the old mage gradually faded away.

When the old mage came to Wang Qi, Wang Qi suddenly had a feeling of being spied on. This time it felt very light, but this time, no matter how Wang Qi strengthened his mind, this feeling still could not be dispelled, and it seemed to be getting deeper and deeper. Wang Qi seemed to feel the joy of the other party and was more anxious.

Suddenly, a light appeared in the depths of his consciousness, and Wang Qi's heart moved. Isn't it exactly the same as the light of the silver-patterned book page? How could it appear in his consciousness? But at the moment when the light appeared, the feeling of being spied immediately disappeared.

The old mage didn't seem to notice it. He stared at Wang Qi for a while, with a satisfied look on his face.

'You take away... the people we want in the temple, you... will regret it,' Ankos struggled to say, 'No one... can fight against the temple.'

The old man snorted and turned around and said, "I didn't kill you, and I'm already benevolent. If you dare to say one more sentence, I will make you regret it now."

Ankos did not respond. He was in a coma.

'Go.' The old mage said to Wang Qi.

Just left the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den. This is Wang Qi's current feeling. Not long after the two left the Temple of the Sun, the old mage cast a magic on him, limiting his ability to speak. Then Wang Qi found that he could not control his legs and could only walk completely with the old mage. He stopped himself and walked by himself.

The old man didn't walk fast, but the speed of ordinary people on the road. Wang Qi didn't understand why he didn't walk faster. With the magician's ability, he didn't need to fly, and his speed was much faster than now. Since the Temple of the Sun is one of the two major organizations, the protagonist of the mage war must be extremely powerful. No matter how powerful a person is, he is obviously unable to fight.

However, Wang Qi's question was quickly solved, because the old mage stopped to rest after walking more than ten miles, and his body was obviously not strengthened by the Dharma fusion ceremony. Wang Qi was curious that it was really difficult to understand that such an easy-to-use ceremony was not used. He wanted to ask the old mage, but he couldn't speak, so he had to keep his doubts in mind.

The old mage took him for a long time and took a car for a while. At about noon, he came to a big river. There were hills on both sides of the river. From a distance, there were many ancient castles scattered on the cliff of the top of the mountain, but most of them were dilapidated, only One or two still vaguely retain their original style. At the end of the vision, there seems to be a small city.

They got out of the car, walked along the river bank for more than half an hour, turned into a fork on the roadside, and headed for the mountain. This mountain road is not wide and can barely be used for two cars to pass through. The ancient trees on both sides block the noon sun, which is very cool. Wang Qi had no choice but to follow the old mage and walk into a smaller mountain road. After walking for about five minutes, a bluestone slab appeared under his feet, unlike the mud road before.

The mountain road gradually went up and narrower. Later, it could only accommodate two or three people to walk side by side, but the mountains on both sides became higher and higher. Then Wang Qi saw a tall portal in front of him, which was full of vines, like a green wall. Walking not far from the gate, Wang Qi saw an already rusty iron plate pasted on the stone doorpost: York Manor.

In the manor, an old man in his sixties came to the door. He walked much faster than ordinary people. I don't know if it was because of the French ceremony. Wang Qi and their speed remained unchanged. When they happened to walk to the gate, the old man opened the door and said bluntly, "Welcome back, master." Wang Qi's eyes glanced at the old man who was obviously a servant, and found that his expression was stiff, his eyes seemed to be a little empty, and he looked slightly unnatural. If it was a personality problem, I'm afraid it couldn't be said.

The old mage nodded and walked into the manor. The old servant closed the door and followed them.

Although the terrain at the door is high, it gradually decreases when it comes to the inside of the manor. The three walked on the gravel path, surrounded by a flat lawn, slightly trimmed, but generally it still retains its natural state. There are several big trees scattered on the grass, and there is a forest about two or three hundred meters away, and you can't see the head at a glance.

Then I came to the vicinity of a half-moon-shaped lake, which was about the size of two football fields, and the water source seemed to come from several streams coming down the mountain. They followed the path inside the lake to a large house covered with green plants. This big house is the only building in the whole manor, with a total of three floors. It looks very old, but it is quite perfectly preserved. Although the style is simple, it has a unique flavor.

There was no one else in the room. The old servant retreated after the two entered the room. The old mage took Wang Qi to the back of the hall. There was a corridor parallel to the gate behind the front hall. There were eight rooms in a row on the side of the outer wall of the corridor. They went to the end of the corridor, turned a corner, took a few more steps, went down the stairs, and came to a black one. In front of the erotic gate, the old mage recited a spell. The door opened, and they came to a basement.

This is obviously the place where the old mage studies magic. There are words everywhere on the ceiling on the wall. These characters include classical Latin and modern European languages. Countless characters emit a faint light. Although there is no light in the room, it is also very bright.