The whole world is afraid of me erasing the spiritual base

Mordred looked at the calm King of Magic opposite him, and couldn't think of any words to refute for a while, while Dr. Jekyll, who saw King Solomon's injury with his own eyes, kept nodding.

"King Solomon was indeed injured just now. When I came here, I saw bloodstains on the ground. It may be very reluctant to let people fight like this. Instead of letting the wounded rush to the front, I may be more qualified for the task of fighting. A little."

"Hey! That guy is definitely being lazy! How could a guy of King Solomon's level be injured!"

Mordred was unbelievable. Almost all the guys Merlin had a crush on were at his level. Let’s think back to what he did in Camelot for a few years——

She didn't remember when Merlin was injured, except for the incident of being imprisoned in Avalon.

By analogy, King Solomon in the legends and even the Old Testament should be stronger than him, how could he be easily injured and bleed!

Facing the suspicious eyes of the knight, he just shook his head helplessly. Just when he was about to tell her everything about the Beast of Mercy, he heard Jekyll eagerly defending:

"Since King Solomon has been resurrected as a human being, he must lose the ability to transform into a spirit body at any time, right? Although I am a half-baked magician and alchemist, I have also learned a truth from alchemy: that is, all things in the world generate and restrain each other. Maybe there is something in it that can restrain King Solomon."

Alright, another huge King Solomon fan.

The big fat cat on Solomon's lap didn't even bother to sneer, just idly watching him defend himself.The white-haired, gentle-eyed Magician helplessly spread his hands, his face full of helplessness.

"Sorry, after I came here, I did meet a certain existence that restrained me naturally. After a fierce battle, I expelled that guy from the singularity, and his strength and energy were not as good as before. It is precisely because of this, I would rather be your assistant."

Frankenstein, who had just woken up and still didn't understand the situation, looked left and then again, and finally nodded vigorously.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Two-on-one, Mordred was completely defeated.

"So you think so, Fran." The female knight's shoulders slumped, and she put on her horned helmet listlessly, "I'm really annoying... Okay, without further ado, pack up your things and set off. ! That fat cat will stay in the room and watch the house!"

Getia, who was enjoying King Solomon's touch, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his bright white claws popped out of the thick pad.

"I'm sorry, Mordred, the only one in the world who can order me is the king."

"Varied--"

The magician raised his hand, interrupting the quarrel of the elementary school students who were about to continue. He clicked on the water curtain map to enlarge the street scene.The magic book represented by the red dot is passing through the window from time to time on the way to the library, making the humans inside fall asleep, and then go to find the next target, but overall, the magic book is still steadily approaching the library.

From two blocks away, to one block away.

"If you quarrel over trivial matters, the magic book will join the two cavalry servants. At that time, Mordred will have to add two cavalry servants to the enemy you will face."

"Humph!"

After a series of flying and jumping, this improvised team finally stepped out of the gate and headed for the end point marked on the map.

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London neighborhoods, heavy fog.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, a thick, suffocating fog rushed towards his face.The streets were empty, as if the bustling world capital had turned into a ghost town overnight.The sky was even more groggy, a cloudy iron gray, and it was not known whether it was sooner or later.

Jekyll turned on the flashlight, but it couldn't break through the fog a hundred meters away, so he could only follow Solomon's reminders from time to time to lead the crowd to turn.Occasionally, I glanced out from the flashlight, only to see the messy carriage on the ground, the empty carriage was wide open, and the nobles inside had already fled out, leaving behind a few horses bound by the bridle. Breathing hard and weakly in the dense fog.

There was nothing on the street, and even the occasional cough sound seemed to come from another world.

There should have been mechanical patrols made by Babbage and others here to hunt and kill living people, but after the appearance of Baal, this fairly powerful demon god immediately swept away all these rubbish things.

It actually left a lot of time and energy for fighting on the road in disguise.However, Gaetia, who was too heavy, still inevitably caused Solomon, who was marching in a hurry, to feel pain in his shoulders, so that he fell to the end of the team visible to the naked eye.

Sure enough, it is still too heavy, do I need to use enhanced magic?

The magician was thinking silently, and suddenly felt a commotion in his arm, looked down, and found that Gaetia was staring at him closely.

"Do you want to come out and fight like this? Isn't it good to lie on your stomach like this?"

The big black cat was still staring at him, motionless.Solomon looked back at him, and a bold idea suddenly popped up in his mind: If Gaetia couldn't return to normal due to too much magic power, wouldn't it be better to share some of the magic power?

It is known that Gaetia can carry 3000 years of magic power, and 6000 years of magic power is too much, so the carrying range should be between 3000 and 6000 years.The Magic King pondered for a second, carefully asking Gaetia's opinion in his mind.

The expected fury of the Demon God King did not exist, and the resulting distrust never happened. The moment the black cat nodded, a massive amount of magic power poured into his limbs and bones.

Solomon felt that the first feeling of being rushed into the circuit by so much magic power was, support, very support, the feeling that the whole person was about to be supported to explode.This is the result of him only taking 2000 years of magic power for safety reasons.

The change visible to the naked eye was that the big black cat, which was so fat that it couldn't move, immediately lost weight twice, and then lightly jumped down to the ground, taking small steps to follow beside it.

Sure enough, the magic power that a demon god can withstand is different from that of a human being.

With a wry smile, he brushed away the broken hair, guiding a large amount of magic power to flow out of the circuit that was about to be torn apart, and merge into the hair that had already grown to his ankles.Magicians throughout the ages have used hair to store magic power, and of course he, the "magic king" in name, will do it too.

However, this time it seems to have saved too much.

Solomon stared at his hair that was suddenly mopping all over the slate, and decided to coil it up and cover it with magic.

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Kacha Kacha, Kacha Kacha, the iron boots slammed loudly and quickly on the slate, Mordred exerted magic power on his legs, flew over the obstacles like flying, and ran directly to the door of the bookstore, shouting loudly:

"Hey, over there! Stop and hear me!"

The book that was slowly drifting over stopped for a second, and then continued to drift, with a tendency to pass through directly relying on its incorporeal characteristics.Instead, a few windows above the bookstore opened, revealing two furry heads.

"Downstairs, keep your voice down, you're interrupting my reading."

"Oh, Andersen, don't be so confused, the show is about to begin, let me see what's interesting."

The little guy with blue hair and uncle sound looked down on tiptoe, and said indifferently:

"Aren't you going to fight, knight, give me inspiration."

"Who are you, are you the one summoned by the magic mist? So you are the ones who summoned this magic book!"

"Idiot, just use your brain and you will know that writers like us who know nothing but writing books have skills and hobbies other than writing books? Think about it and you will know that it is impossible! "

"..."

In the flying saliva, the magician leaned forward again silently. Mordred swung his sword tentatively, but passed through the magic book that seemed to be a phantom.She tried again without giving up, and it turned out that no matter whether she slashed horizontally, slashed vertically, or slashed along the trend, she couldn't hurt the thick book.

Even if Frankenstein went up with a hammer, the result was exactly the same.

"Ah, I'm so bored, I really want to use the treasure!"

"This is not possible." Solomon's prompt came with the wind secretly, "You will directly kill half of the city of London. This book is originally between the existence of the magic group and the servants. Of course, the ordinary attacks of the servants will not work. I analyzed its attack method and found that this book itself is an inherent enchantment. The so-called letting humans fall into a deep sleep is to let humans fall into its internal inherent enchantment. broken."

With the enemy at hand, Mordred didn't fly into a rage any more, but her tightly wrinkled brows showed her extreme impatience.

"Then how to solve it?"

"There are two methods. The first is to let it pull people into the inherent barrier, and then break it from the inside. The second method... Since the book is between magic power and followers, let it be Complete follower."

He flashed out from the corner with Getia, and his voice was unhurried.

"Your enchantment is full of all kinds of beautiful fantasies, so... your name is Alice, Alice from Alice in Wonderland, right?"

The white light suddenly appeared, and the field of vision was blank.

……

After waking up from the blindness caused by magic, the dignified magic king realized that he had run to a completely strange place.

The wooden house with air leaks everywhere, the lettuce field surrounded by various long fences, and the lush green outside the door, and the long hair that was suddenly removed, and now the body is exposed.What's even more frightening is that he is now wearing a skirt with several patches.

And Getia is gone.

"Lettuce, lettuce! Eat this!"

A very familiar voice gradually approached from far away. Not long after, Solomon saw Mordred, who was wearing a rough farmer's clothing, running over with a distorted expression, holding a vegetable salad. After seeing him, his expression became even weirder.

However, she still worked hard to overcome the psychological barrier, fiercely stuffed the vegetable salad into his hand, and quickly ran away.

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He seemed to understand what was happening.In short, there will be no danger in this inherent enchantment, so let's take a step and see.

The Magic King silently stuffed the lettuce from the bowl into his mouth.

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When I woke up in the morning, I saw the earthquake in Tangshan, floods in the Yangtze River, and the boss told me that the small company was on the verge of collapse... This year is not easy for everyone, so living is the best, right?