radicalducati Chapter 126 The District Chief Appears, Like Being Placed in an Ice Cellar
Chapter 126 The District Chief Appears, Like Being Placed in an Ice Cellar
The professional wizards present felt a chill run down their spines and retreated hastily. The wizard apprentice was already limp, collapsing on the deck like a rag doll, his heart pounding several times faster than usual, his face as pale as paper, too pale to look at.
Lorther was truly enraged. He was a practitioner of soul science, and the elemental power of this skull could directly damage the soul. Even a formal wizard would die instantly upon contact with it, with a power reaching tens of thousands of hertz.
"Look at you, you get so agitated as soon as you start talking." In front of Tower Master Robert, there appeared a series of large shields made of building blocks, which were assembled by building block soldiers. These building block soldiers were arranged in an orderly manner, and the shields in their hands were pieced together to form a huge barrier, ready to resist Lorther's attack.
Dora was speechless, her eyes rolling back in fright, her body trembling uncontrollably, her hands gripping the armrests of the chair next to her tightly.
"Don't panic. I can't beat this old man, but we have people above us who uphold justice," Tower Master Robert reassured him with a smile, his face showing no sign of panic.
"Look, they're here."
Before the massive block shield stood an elderly wizard with a white beard. He walked steadily, each step feeling as if it were treading on the hearts of everyone present.
"You two are being ridiculous." He raised his wand slightly, casting two beams of light into the large block shield and the giant skull not far away. The beams of light resembled two small golden snakes, shimmering wherever they passed. The shield and the skull seemed to melt away, slowly dissipating.
"Lord of the District," a first-ring wizard said respectfully, bowing slightly with a look of awe on his face.
"Lord Lord."
The wizards bowed their heads, some with their hands in front of them, others leaning forward, their attitudes extremely humble.
Even the arrogant Lorther lowered his head and remained silent. His grip on his wand loosened slightly, and the anger on his face gradually dissipated.
"Is this old man the strongest fighter in our East Eighth District? The one sent by the Wizarding Committee to manage things?" Dora whispered, her eyes wide with curiosity.
"Smart," Tower Master Robert said with a smile. "The District Master is a fourth-circle wizard, which is considered mid-level in the entire wizarding world. Not to mention his official status on the Wizarding Council."
"Stop arguing, or don't blame me for being ruthless. The most important thing right now is to figure out why this lightning appeared."
The white-bearded old wizard, known as the district lord, pointed to the constantly striking lightning and continued, "As we all know, there are many reasons why lightning appears. Most of the time, it is the appearance of extraordinary treasures or the birth of monsters." At this moment, lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating the entire conference room, and the rumbling thunder seemed to be responding to the old wizard's words.
"This lightning strike that struck the endless sea has nothing to do with us wizards, but it is inextricably linked to the sea creatures. If the sea creatures have increased their strength, it is not good news for everyone in the Eastern Eighth District. As we all know, the sea creatures in the Eastern Eighth District are relatively weak in the entire endless sea. We can only keep each other in check and cannot do anything to each other."
"If the sea creatures break the balance, not only will you all face greater pressure, but I will also have to face the punishment of the Wizarding Council." The white-bearded old wizard's expression became more and more serious as he spoke, his brows furrowing tightly and the wrinkles on his face deepening.
The leaders of the wizarding organizations all looked grim, realizing the seriousness of the situation. Some frowned, some bit their lips, and some crossed their arms.
"Let's all think of a solution and see what's going on," said Robert, the tower master, his eyes filled with determination.
"I agree."
"I agree. If everyone works together, we can even get a glimpse of the natural power of thunder."
The leaders unanimously agreed, and even Lorther of the Sea Knight's ship did not object; he nodded slightly, his expression much calmer.
The district lord's complexion improved considerably. With a flick of his robe, a small mirror slowly floated out, emanating a faint glow. He said, "This is a magical mirror bestowed upon me by the Wizarding Council. It possesses detection capabilities. Everyone, channel your magic power into this mirror to amplify its power and see if we can find any clues."
The wizards nodded and waved their wands, drawing out their magic. Instantly, colorful magical lines appeared on the sea, like a magnificent rainbow, connecting various parts of the mirror.
The mirror began to absorb the injected magic, expanding and becoming larger, and also becoming more transparent, like a giant crystal.
"A magical artifact is a magical artifact indeed. This mirror is a treasure. It can absorb so much wizard energy without being damaged." Lorther of the Sea Knight's Ship licked his lips greedily, his eyes fixed on the mirror, his gaze filled with longing.
The others stared intently at the mirror, some leaning forward, others craning their necks, as if they could see some clues in the mirror.
hum!
Soon, under the control of the district lord, the mirror began to shine towards the end of the lightning. The seawater along the way was stirred by the light emitted by the mirror, creating ripples, and the underwater scene became clearly visible.
The sand and pebbles on the seabed, the swimming fish, and the intricate coral reefs are all reflected in the mirror.
The wizards all focused intently, observing the image in the mirror, not wanting to miss a single detail. Some wizards leaned forward, their eyes wide open, as if they wanted to press their faces against the mirror; others gripped their wands tightly, their knuckles turning white from the force, muttering something under their breath.
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At this moment, Lin Wei, who was on the seabed, was completely numb. He was still unable to move, and his body was surrounded by lightning. The lightning was like giant dragons with bared fangs and claws, constantly shuttling around him, making crackling sounds. Wherever it passed, the seawater was electrified and bubbles rose.
"What is this?"
A small mirror suddenly appeared before Lin Wei, which was quite strange. The edges of the mirror shimmered with an eerie light, as if an invisible force was drawing him in.
Looking through the small mirror, he could see the scene outside: Tower Master Robert, Doraemon, and a group of people he had never seen before, but who looked like proper wizards, were looking at him.
The wizards had different expressions; some had furrowed brows, while others had sharp eyes, as if they wanted to see right through Lin Wei.
"Holy crap! What's going on?!"
Lin Wei was truly panicked this time. He had remained calm when facing a group of easily fooled sea creatures before, because he knew that even if he was exposed, he would still have a high chance of escaping.
But now, so many formal wizards were looking at him through the mirror, and their expressions were all extremely unpleasant. His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his fins thrashed about frantically, stirring up the surrounding seawater into a murky mess.
Even through the mirror, Lin Wei could sense the wizards' murderous aura. That aura was so palpable that it made him feel as if he were in an ice cellar, his entire body chilled to the bone.