Magus Tech (Technological Wizard)

The underground chamber.

On the long table, candles were lit and flickered.

Surat was sitting at one end of a long table, and on both sides were standing men in black robes with their heads bowed deeply.

One of the men in the black robe said to Suradi full of shame: "Master... I'm sorry, we failed. Although the team led by Lore found the other party, but ...all of them are dead. If we send people there again, we have lost track of each other.”

"I don't blame you for this..." Surati raised his head and saw the man in black robe who spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse, which shocked everyone present. Everyone looked at Su Ladi, only to realize that at some point, Su Ladi became much older, with a tired face.

"Master, you..." The man in black robe who spoke revealed a worried expression.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me." Surati waved his hand, "I was wrong about this matter, and I underestimated the enemy. The enemy seems really unusual, and it is not easy to deal with. Your caution at the beginning was right. Yes, I am very responsible for the deaths of the seven of them, Lore."

"Master, you can't..."

With a sound of "crash", everyone knelt down in fright, fearing that Suradia would take the blame and retire, and the entire council would exist in name only.

Seeing everyone kneeling on the ground in unison, Suratti couldn't help laughing, but the smile was a bit forced: "Ha, do you think I'm going to leave the parliament? No, don't worry. I'm not The person who takes charge, especially in this special time.

I don't care who killed Lore, who is against our council, and what organization is standing behind the other party, I have to find out about him and let him know how powerful it is. Of course, as far as we are concerned, our strength may be a little weak, and more strength is needed. "

"More power?" Everyone kneeling on the ground looked up, puzzled at first,

Then he thought of something, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Master, are you talking about..."

"Yes." Suradi nodded, "It's exactly what you think."

"Okay, don't stay here anymore, come with me." Surati said, walked out of the secret room while talking.

The people kneeling on the ground looked at each other, and followed quickly in the next moment, with excitement and... fear on their faces.

...

Baishi City, a hidden underground space somewhere.

Suradia led the members of the council, walked down the steps, and stopped in front of a solid iron gate.

"Bang bang bang!" Surati knocked on the door vigorously.

There was silence inside the door.

"Bang bang bang!" Surati continued to knock on the door.

There was still silence inside the door.

"Bang bang bang!" Surati still knocked on the door and shouted, "Yadod, come out for me, I know you are inside!"

At this moment, footsteps finally sounded from inside the door. Someone approached the iron door, but they did not open it. Instead, they asked hoarsely through the iron door, "Who is it?"

"I, Suradia, and the members of the council." Suradia said in a deep voice.

"Is that so..." The voice inside the door weakened, and finally with a "squeak", the heavy iron door was opened, revealing the appearance of an extremely old man inside the door.

I saw that the other party's head was sparse, his body was hunched, and his skin was extremely pale due to lack of sunlight. The eye sockets are deeply sunken, and the eyes are cloudy. The old man looks like he is more than a hundred years old. It is Yadod who wrote the letter to Sulatus and solved the problem of "the thief's secret room".

After seeing Yadod, the people who came with Su Ladi shouted in unison: "Master Yadod is good!"

After hearing what everyone said, Yadod looked vigilant, his cloudy eyes rolled in his eye sockets, and he watched Su Ladi say: "What are you doing here with the people from the council? I have already retired, so I shouldn't be called I am the master. Unless, you are going to pull me back. But... a bit too much, right? I have served the council for eighty years, a full eighty years! Why, are you going to continue to squeeze me? Let me tell you, no possible……"

"Okay!" Suradia interrupted Yadod, "Adod, the situation in the council is very critical now, you must come back."

"Hmph, no time." Yadod snorted, very bluntly, "I still have a lot of things to do." After speaking, he raised his hand and was about to close the door.

Suratti reached out his hand to block it, squinted his eyes and asked Yadod, "What are you busy with? It can't be a long time ago, I asked 'Ken' to bring you the question on the reply letter, and you haven't solved it yet. Bar?"

"Nonsense, why can't I answer such a simple question."

"Then tell me, what is the smallest Lychrel number?"

"Yes..." Yadod narrowed his eyes and stopped talking.

Suradia said: "196."

"..." Yadod was silent, looked at Suradi for a while, and waved his hand, "Come in."

Suratti went in.

Yadod said quietly, "You came this time not just to pull me back, right?"

"Yes." Surat's eyes showed a rare sharpness, and he said in a concentrated voice: "In addition to pulling you back, I am also going to wake up Botura."

"I guess it is." Yadod said without much surprise, "It seems that the situation encountered by this council is really not simple, it forced you to prepare for the iron triangle we once had. But... wake up Have you brought the blood of Botura?"

"Isn't that the one standing outside the door?"

"Tsk, yes." Yadod admired, walked to the depths of the room, stretched out his hand and turned the rusty candlestick.

"Ka Ka Ka!"

A bookshelf in the room was split in the middle, revealing a downward passage.

"Let's go." Yadod said, and walked down first.

"En." Suradi nodded, followed Yadod, and waved to the people outside the door by the way.

...

"Da da da……"

A group of people walked down the passage and appeared in a huge underground hall.

A large number of torches were rubbed on the four walls of the hall, and they were lit at the same time as everyone walked down, and the lights were brightly lit. Under the bright light, it can be seen that the floor of the hall is made of special stone, with many complicated lines engraved on the surface, and a metal coffin is placed in the middle part, which is sunken.

Yadod lowered his eyebrows, glanced at the coffin, and then waved his hand.

With a "crash", the coffin lid slid open, and the people present couldn't help but hold their breath, and saw a man who looked older than Biadod lying in the coffin, and he was terribly old.

It is better to say that it is a corpse than a living person. The skin and flesh of the people in the coffin were tightly attached to the bones, and their heads had long since fallen off. The heads were lifeless like skeletons.

"Botula..." Suradi glanced at it and said slowly, but without expressing too much emotion, he tilted his head, looked at the people in the council who were walking down and said, "Everyone, let's start. "

"Yes." The men in black nodded, not daring not to follow suit, they all stretched out their hands, exposing their wrists.

"For the council, for the black spirit." The black-robed man said, a little fanatical.

"For the council, for the black spirit..." Adod said, showing a look of reminiscence.

"For the council, for the black spirit!" Su Ladi said, with a serious expression, and with a wave of his hand, a wind blade was born, and quickly swept across the exposed wrists of all the men in black.

"Puff puff!"

Accompanied by a series of muffled hums, the dark red blood oozed out, fell on the ground, followed the complicated lines, and slowly flowed towards the coffin in the middle...

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