Chapter 5 British Museum

Style: Fantasy Author: Don't say anything sad or uglyWords: 2463Update Time: 24/01/13 05:10:56
"So, when I get the other ring, I need a hobbit, lest I be tempted to wear another ring?" Salomon asked.

"Yes, put on all the rings at once and completely control the magic power of Emperor Weishan." The Supreme Mage nodded, and she said: "This experiment is to verify whether you have the ability to control the magic power of Emperor Weishan. "

"So I also need a good man who can't say 'my baby'. I know this sense of temptation that comes from my bones." Salomon quietly rolled his eyes because he thought of Emperor Weishan's The ring emits high heat when it comes into contact with magic, but where is he going to find someone who has not been in contact with magic?

Seemingly seeing Salomon's doubts, Master Guyi readily sold an apprentice: "Master Wang has not yet signed a contract with Emperor Weishan, and what he has learned now is only the secret method of Kama Taj. Weishan Emperor has made no achievements in a series of spells, and it does not involve Weishan Emperor's magic power..."

Salomon and the Supreme Wizard happily decided on the candidate for the hobbit, and he returned to the room after bidding farewell to his teacher - this time it was very rewarding, and he could slowly browse the memories of one of the archmages.

Salomon had no intention of leaving Kama Taj again until he had learned the first two levels of the mage's spells.

Yes, even the children's rights protection agency can't find him, right! That's right! Quickly unplug the network cable in the room! The wizarding world doesn't need an internet connection.

Well...temporarily.

Salomon already has a plan. He plans to use the magic of Vishan Emperor to run the magic of Toril or other worlds.

You must know that the magic power provided by the magic network is the most basic true ether, or MANA. As long as the spell structure does not go wrong, any type of magic power can be used.

Of course, since Emperor Weishan's power is too bright, some necromancy spells still need his own magic power to support them.

But contrary to expectations, when Salomon was studying the magic of the Toril universe, Baron Mordo came to the door.

This mage who is also a disciple of the Supreme Mage is quite friendly to Salomon. At the same time, when seeing him, Baron Mordo always mentions stupid things like "I hugged you when you were little"... Okay Well, I finally know why I felt so uncomfortable for a while.

The reason why Baron Mordo came to Salomon was to train Salomon in his ability to use magic weapons... Kama Taj's magic weapons may be a little different from those of other families.

For example, the scepter of the Tribunal of Life...actually has nothing to do with the Tribunal of Life. It is more of a whip than a scepter; and there are Fodo's Boots, which are not called magic weapons, but should be called magical objects. This pair The biggest function of the boots is to allow people to double jump... It's not very useful, but it's not that bad, right?

This is something even a demon with hairspray hands cannot do.

"You have learned how to use your body to fight, haven't you?" Baron Mordo smiled like a fox who stole chicken, "Now you have to practice how to use weapons in battle.

We are not the wizards in fairy tales who hold a stick and cast magic. "

"Uh... I don't think there's anything wrong with that, Senior Brother Mordo... Close combat and stuff are enough..." Salomon tried to refuse this training, but Baron Mordo had seen too many sneaky tricks. children.

He twisted Salomon's back collar and wrenched him out like a kitten.

"This is a misconception, Salomon." Mordo said gently, "Extradimensional creatures will not give us time to recite the spell."

Salomon completely gave up struggling. Although he could not clearly see the expression on Baron Mordo's dark face, he knew that he could not escape.

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"So, the Supreme Mage asked you to come here to pick up a magic weapon, and you asked me to be your hobbit?" The increasingly "robust" Master Wang said dissatisfiedly.

To be honest, Salomon did not expect that Master Xiao Wang would look so old. Master Xiao Wang said: "Do you think I am Frodo? I think I look like Sam."

"The physical resemblance is true, my friend, but you don't know how to cook," Salomon said, "and I think I need your fists."

"Have you finally realized the fact that fists are more useful than magic?" Master Xiao Wang said happily, "Look, even if I fail to sign the contract with Emperor Weishan, I can still defeat you during training."

"Bah! If you hadn't taken advantage of me while I was chanting the spell..."

It was now 2007, and the twelve-year-old Salomon had already practiced some of Toril's spells and Kamathaj's spells, and he had mastered the basic magic flame plasticity.

The two of them arrived in the city of London through the portal leading to the London Temple from Karma Taj, and it seemed that it had just rained in the city. The masonry floor was slippery, but the rain seemed to purify the air in London, and the small amount of ozone made it much fresher.

Although it is still not as good as the cold and refreshing air of Kama Taj, it is much better than some big cities. The only problem is that Salomon accidentally stepped into a puddle. Kama Taj All the issued shoes were wet.

"Don't show that expression, Salomon. Mordo has applied for British citizenship for you. You must get used to this weather." Master Xiao Wang seemed to be gloating, "The Supreme Master seems to want you to go to a secular school. Right here in England.”

"To be precise, it is basic logical thinking education. Most of the magicians who come to Karma Taj have studied in the secular world." Salomon shook his head, picked up his legs and continued to walk forward, his shoes creaking under his feet. There was a creaking sound, "Mathematics, physics, chemistry, the Supreme Master said that these are the qualities that must be possessed."

"But I didn't learn."

"It's very likely that because you were born in Karma Taj, you don't even have medical insurance. But I think after you gain magic power, Karma Taj will create an identity for you." Salomon hid part of it. The truth, the Supreme Mage asked him to tell others that he had signed a contract with Emperor Weishan.

No one would have thought that Salomon was just using the magic power of Emperor Weishan - a trick that the Supreme Mage was familiar with. This is how the Ancient One Master obtained the power of Dormammu, but now it is used on Emperor Weishan.

"And this magic weapon needs to be held by someone who is not deeply connected with magic to avoid backlash." Salomon glanced at Master Xiao Wang out of the corner of his eyes.

As expected, Master Xiao Wang was still a little bit upset about not being able to sign the contract.

"Don't worry." He comforted Master Xiao Wang: "The Supreme Mage must have his own intentions, but you are now better than those who can use magic, aren't you?"

"You mean in terms of not having to sleep?"

"Uh...that counts."

"So, what are we going to do?" Master Xiao Wang said with some dissatisfaction.

"First, we have to walk in." The moment Salomon and Master Xiao Wang walked into the British Museum located in Russell Square, north of New Oxford Street, they felt something was wrong - the magic here seemed to be much stronger than other places.

"Did you find anything?" Master Xiao Wang also found something, but he looked around but found nothing.

"Look there." Salomon pointed to the exhibits. There is a bronze statue of Shiva, a wooden statue from the Nicobar Islands, a marble statue of the Yasha goddess "Ambika", a mural from the Parthenon, and Pharaoh Ammon. The most important thing about the portrait of King Haupt III is the sacrificial vessel of each of the earth's gods, and each god has one.

Although the Supreme Mage had already mentioned to Salomon about the divine power remaining in those cultural relics and magical weapons, this huge power still shocked him.

"You mean...we are going to rob the museum?" Master Xiao Wang lowered his voice, "Is the magic weapon a collection here?"

"No, it's not..." Salomon also lowered his voice, and the two of them whispered to each other nervously, "Are you the guardian here?"

"Didn't you notice?" Salomon's eyes glanced to the side, "Those spirits?"