Although Nostradamus' tone was not serious when he said this, and even scolding was just like complaining, Joshua was keenly aware that when the old mage said the word 'box', his expression changed. A hint of obvious unnaturalness.
There are many explanations for this unnaturalness, such as embarrassment or troublesomeness, but the most likely reason is confusion and worry caused by not knowing how to deal with it.
And something that can make a Jiyi-level old mage feel worried cannot be as simple as an ordinary box.
"Do you need help?"
Joshua said that the relationship between Nostradamus and him was a very natural thing. The soldier reminded: "The black fog has affected some buildings in the city center and needs to be dealt with as soon as possible."
"Yes, the area around the Mage Association is not an ordinary residential area." No need for too much explanation. Everyone knows how serious an accident like this is in a country's capital. He put away the communication circle in his hand, and the old mage His expression became serious: "That box is a difficult thing to handle. Maybe you don't know this, but it has caused a huge topic in the mage community recently... Let's not talk about its origin. This box was originally an association There is another group of mages who are responsible for the research. That group of people is not weak, but an accident still happened, and now I am asked to solve such a big trouble."
Nostradamus's expression became very complicated: "They are so embarrassed that they actually begged me."
"So you need help."
Joshua shrugged. He went through the strange items related to the box and the black mist in his past life several times in his mind. He had a rough idea of the situation he was about to face, and then he said calmly: "It just so happens that we also need the Mage Association. Find someone, start as soon as possible, and solve it as soon as possible.”
"Think about it carefully. Last time I came to the Imperial Capital, something unexpected happened."
While the warrior was talking to the old mage, Yingying, who was standing aside, nodded thoughtfully: "No, it's not just that, every time the master goes out, something unexpected seems to happen."
"More than that, my sister is not just going out."
The black-haired boy shook his head, shrugged and added: "Even if the master is drinking and reading the newspaper at home, there will be a magic dragon sneaking in to assassinate me. I guess-"
Rin didn't finish what he said, because Joshua had already held down his head and shook it threateningly. The young boy immediately told him to shut up and stop talking.
"... Although I'm a little sorry, please forgive me for being rude."
Demoore, who had been very silent all the way, suddenly spoke. His emotions had completely calmed down from Israel's previous lecture. After hearing the conversation between Joshua and Nostradamus, he thought for a while. , then shook his head calmly and said: "I still have some things... I probably can't accompany you to deal with them."
"No problem." The old mage nodded slightly: "Your matter is also very important, so finish it as soon as possible."
This is not unexpected. When Demol was in the library before, it was obvious that he had something to do. Although his actions had changed due to the appearance of Joshua and Nostradamus, everything now It's over, and it's almost time to go back and continue dealing with his affairs.
Nodding slightly to Nostradamus, the second prince turned to look at Joshua. He and the warrior looked at each other in silence for a while, then turned around and left without saying a word.
"Don't live up to your father's expectations."
Just when Demol was about to disappear around the corner of the corridor, Nostradamus spoke calmly, and the other party obviously heard this. He paused for a moment before continuing to leave.
After the second prince completely disappeared from everyone's sight, the old mage sighed inaudibly, and then he said calmly: "Then let's set off as soon as possible - Joshua, stay closer to me, I want to prepare to teleport ”
"Isn't there a magic circle in the imperial capital to isolate teleportation?"
Although he asked this question, Joshua was not surprised. He called Hotaru and Rin to come closer to him, and then the three of them walked to Nostradamus: "I thought you were the same."
"The most recent transformation of the magic circle was presided over by me."
A little dark blue fluorescence appeared all over the old mage's body, and wrinkles like ripples in the lake appeared in the surrounding space. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said with a smile: "Which mage would give up this great opportunity without adding a little bit of belonging?" My own back door? For Israel’s sake, I usually try not to use it, but this is a special situation—get ready, let’s go!”
The next moment after finishing speaking, with slight fluctuations in time and space, the group of people disappeared into the Morlai Palace, and His Majesty the Emperor in the Shenghui Hall also noticed the almost non-existent waves. He laughed, and then Shaked his head.
—Imperial Capital, Mage Association, near the Avenue of Truth.
It was late at night, but there were endless screams. Under the illumination of pyroxene lamps, more than a dozen city guard teams were busy walking back and forth in the darkness. They evacuated people, cleared roads, and set up blockades. , these tall soldiers wearing armor, wearing swords, shields and heraldic cloaks expressionlessly dispersed other people around who seemed to want to watch the fun, and at the same time loudly warned: "Irrelevant personnel should evacuate the Avenue of Truth as soon as possible, in the Imperial Royal Mage Association An unexpected situation has occurred. People around you please leave your residence and take refuge around St. Alan's Church, the City Hall and other places. Is this a joke? This is a high-level alert order. The Empire will make up for all your losses. I repeat, no one is involved. …”
The powerful voice echoed on both sides of the street, and the people watching the excitement also realized that this was not a drill, but something really happened. Passers-by remembered the demon sacrifice incident half a month ago, and the city guards Their expressions were also very serious, and they all left uneasily.
At the other end of the street, behind the houses, there was a strange, undulating, lingering black mist, centered on the completely shrouded Royal Mage Association, slowly spreading towards the surroundings.
It seems to be just an ordinary mist, but the wind cannot blow it. Pure darkness breeds in it. Looking from the outside in, nothing can be seen at all, as if the things swallowed by the mist have gone to another world.
As time goes by, the black fog gradually spreads over the road signs and abandoned carriages, and the sound of something being corroded is heard in it. Through the fog, you can vaguely see these black mist. The fog-shrouded road signs and carriages melted like ooze, then turned into a sticky layer of unknown substance on the ground.
All around, the rocky buildings whose lower parts were shrouded in black mist had no problem and were still standing. However, the houses made of wood collapsed one after another. On the side of the road, the iron light poles were touched by the black mist and appeared in just a few seconds. There was no trace of decay, but the pyroxene lamp still shone brightly in the dark fog.
On the edge of this strange black mist, many mages were casting spells, as if they wanted to prevent the mist from spreading. Their actions were actually quite effective. As the spells were released one by one, the black mist dissipated and receded in large tracts, but their people were too powerful. Without it, the speed at which the black mist was dispersed was not even one-tenth of the natural diffusion speed of the black mist. And later on, the mist seemed to adapt to the power of magic, and it began to push forward against all kinds of spells.
"No, the power of the Box of Erebus is beyond our imagination. This mist is alive!"
A middle-aged mage wearing a green robe released a force barrier, and then shouted loudly to his companions around him. He had a serious expression and cold sweat on his forehead: "It has tested the limit of our attack, so start It spreads without any worries!”
"This is the imperial city, we can't use large-scale magic!"
The voice of another mage who answered almost came out from between his teeth. He gritted his teeth and said: "Damn it, my experiments have been interrupted - this mist cannot be blown away, cannot be burned, and can absorb magic power. It has extremely strong Corrosive—Where are those people who studied the Box of Erebus in the second group? Where did they go? How on earth did these wastes release this thing? Is there no follow-up treatment strategy?!"
"If so, do we still need to take action?"
A white-haired old mage who looked to be at least seventy years old gathered nine magic nodes around his body. A large, complicated, and slowly rotating magic circle appeared in front of him. This white-haired mage He narrowed his eyes, then reached out and pointed forward, and suddenly a cone-shaped translucent shock wave surged out from the magic circle, suppressing the black mist in one direction.
It was only then that he said with an impatient expression: "Where is the Friar? Where is his teacher? If this old guy Hasselblad has caused something to happen and doesn't come forward to deal with it, is he planning to hide it and act like he didn't see it? ?”
But no one responded to his words, and after seeing the change in the mist in front of him, this old mage immediately forgot the question he had asked before.
The fog that was originally spreading slowly is now undulating violently. Covering most of the city block, the black sea of fog is turbulent, with layers of fine and strange waves surging on its upper level, layer upon layer toward the outer edge. Pounce everywhere.
"Eee-la, ee-la-"
In the sudden turbulent fog waves, there was a faint and strange singing voice. This singing voice was sacred and had a solemn meaning, as if it was praising an unknown existence. When he heard this voice, the old mage subconsciously Feeling that something was not good, he immediately increased the power of the magic circle in front of him, and suddenly a huge shock wave that was enough to shatter the city wall roared towards the black mist.
There is no doubt that this mage is powerful enough. At least the golden mid-level anti-city spells are condensed into a solid magic power under his control, which does not affect the surrounding streets and buildings at all. A translucent shock wave hit the black mist head-on.
But nothing happened.
To be precise, there was. When the black mist that was spreading was hit by the shock wave, it stagnated for a moment, and even showed obvious signs of contraction. But in the next moment, it was as if the attack did not exist. Generally speaking, as it continues to spread toward the periphery, the speed even has a faint tendency to increase.
"What the hell?!"
The old mage was stunned. He was someone who had participated in the war with the orcs and returned alive. In the entire mage association, except for Nostradamus, he was strong enough to be ranked in the top five. The fully charged shot just now If the gold-level spell [Glen'er City Destroying Palm] is used properly, it will be enough to knock a giant dragon to pieces and beat a giant mammoth into a pulp. If it is released against the ground, it will be enough to cause a small earthquake. But facing the black mist, the result was that the opponent was stopped for less than half a second.
"This thing has demon-eating resistance. Damn it, Hasselblad and the others are probably in trouble."
He immediately realized that those in the second group who were studying the Box of Erebus were probably not hiding, but were really lost in the black mist. The white-haired mage suddenly felt troubled: "It's too specific. Demon-devouring resistance obviously only appears on those monsters that live in the dead magic zone, so why can a cloud of fog also appear? Is there any way to deal with this black fog?"
And a ball of holy light answered his question.
Beside the mage, a light silver beam of light suddenly appeared. It shot straight into the black fog, immediately piercing the strange fog. Later, more light silver light appeared. These lights The black mist shot into the street from all directions, forming a criss-crossing network, completely suppressing the originally turbulent black mist.
As if the black mist had encountered a natural enemy, it began to retreat continuously. Buildings that had been swallowed up and eroded by it before, leaving obvious traces of corrosion, reappeared in front of everyone.
"It seems that the Holy Light of Divine Punishment is effective on this thing."
A cheerful male voice echoed in the street. The leader of the [Freedom Hammer] Knights, Paladin Robzek, who had just walked out of the Morlay Palace, was filled with sacred flames that seemed to be burning. He maintained the suppressed The entire black fog sea's light net turned around, smiled and said to the silent white-haired mage beside him: "There are specialties in the art industry, and you are definitely not as professional as us in dealing with such weird things."
The Ambassadors of the Church of the Seven Gods live not far from the Royal Mage Association. Naturally, they noticed the strange events happening here and came to help.
But the white-haired mage was not unhappy at all. He was not a young man who would get angry over such trivial matters. What's more, mages should pursue correctness and truth - what this silver-haired paladin said was correct. Naturally, you shouldn't use magic to fight against resistant things. The Holy Light of the clergy is indeed a good choice.
But at this moment, the frightened voice of the city guard came from the other side: "Mist! The fog is boiling!"
"What?!"
Both Robzek and the white-haired mage were stunned for a moment, and the next moment, the silver light network composed of Robzek's holy light shattered and turned into countless dissipated light spots, and the suppressed black sea of mist also seemed to It was like boiling, and began to spread toward the surroundings more violently than before.
This chapter is from yesterday, there will be another update later
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