Once the sunlight disappears, the air begins to feel cooler.
Walking on the street, Ye Chang noticed that she was still wearing an old men's jacket, which had some warmth on it.
Approaching a dark church, she casually pulled off her jacket and threw it into the trash can.
The wooden door of the church was slammed shut, and it was completely dark. A somewhat eerie-looking candle was inexplicably lit on the eaves of the church, but the illuminated area was very limited.
There are almost no residents here, let alone tourists. It is quiet beside the bustling London Avenue, like another mysterious world.
Inside the church, rows of old wooden benches were empty.
She walked down the center aisle, facing the statue of Jesus.
"Report what happened in the past half month." She said to the air.
"On Disciple Day, Su Lengyi killed Ding Na and assumed the position of head master."
"Seven days ago, a bloodbath occurred at the Asian Magic Association in Dubai. A group of supreme scholars were murdered, and very obvious evidence was left behind."
In the church, the ghostly voice spoke in a strange tone.
"What evidence?" Salan asked.
"Evidence pointing to us. Deacons within the association have already come to report. This behavior may be a political conspiracy by the top leaders of the Asian Magic Association, and then they pour it on us to confuse the sight of the Holy Inquisition Tribunal and the Holy City." The ghostly voice said.
"There is no creative conspiracy. Who are the people who died." Salan sneered.
"A group of old liars who claim to be able to revolutionize magic." The ghost voice said.
"Since they are liars, why kill them? The Magic Association needs such a group of seemingly supreme magicians to let the world know that they have been working hard to create magic, but in fact they are only controlling." Salang said.
"This subordinate doesn't know."
"Give me a copy of the death list; let the deacon in the Dubai Mage Tower make in-depth inquiries; give me a new identity and free access to the Asian Magic Association."
"Okay, but there is one thing I don't understand." Ghost asked with confusion.
"explain."
"Is the Pope really dead?" asked the ghostly voice.
"As soon as the man in St. Paul's Cathedral dies, no one will know who the pope is. So when I say he is dead, he is dead."
"But what about the Pope showing up in person?"
"Then what's the difference between him and being dead?" Salan asked.
"Your Majesty," the ghost said.
A strange cold wind blew by, and the whole old church suddenly became silent.
Salan raised his head and stared at the crucified Jesus.
After a long time, she walked out of the old church and locked the wooden door again.
I happened to glance at the old jacket from the corner, and it was still on the trash can. The mouth of the bucket was a bit narrow, so it didn't fall into it.
After another long time, Salan walked towards the trash can.
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Zhuhai city
The waves are rolling, and on the gray sea, a man is riding the wind and waves, like a worldly wandering immortal returning from a wandering world. How can he be summed up in one word?
On the shore, the Zhuhai mages shouted loudly. It had been a long time since they had even had the courage to gaze at Zhuhai, let alone greet the return of a brave man on the shore like now.
"Senior, Lei Jiao killed him??"
"Well, you guys light up the fire and I'll treat you to grilled eel meat. Who is the chef?" Mo Fan said with a smile.
Everyone was shocked and looked behind Mo Fan.
A blue wolf king with hair like green waves was flying across the waves. It was biting a long tail and dragging something to the shore.
The owner of that tail was also so huge that the sea water was constantly churning.
Even if it turned into a corpse with many holes, it frightened everyone when it was thrown on the shore.
"Huh?? It's really baked!"
"Of course, it would be a waste not to use such good ingredients, and if you eat this food, it will nourish women and strengthen the kidneys of men." Mo Fan said with great experience.
"...Senior is really a hero. He cut down this evil-doing thunder dragon without a single soldier." said the leader of the Zhuhai mage.
"What a dragon is, it's just a large monster eel. A real dragon doesn't have claws, and in terms of strength, it doesn't deserve the word dragon." Mo Fan said disdainfully.
"The eel doesn't have claws either."
"Oh, I don't care what it is, but it tastes really good. You guys should try it together." Mo Fan said.
"That's right, that's right, senior. I heard that after special processing, the meat of these high-level sea monsters can be eaten by children who are growing up, and their physical fitness can be enhanced several times." The Zhuhai leader said .
"Ah, I've heard it too. It's said that after a child eats it, his strength increases greatly and his muscles are as hard as stone!" said another old mage.
"Oh?? It seems that these are really good things. I can't waste them casually in the future. Let's taste them first and give the rest to the school. Maybe some strong man has awakened in us humans." Mo Fan He said with a smile
The human body is too weak, and the difference between even a magician and those monsters of the same level is too huge.
When will people be able to awaken their brute strength, punch the evil sea dragon, and kick the old monster of the devil mountain? Then maybe we can really usher in another prosperous age!
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"How about it? Do you have a totem seal?" Lingling asked excitedly.
Mo Fan shook his head and said: "It's just an eel demon, but the claws it evolved are a bit weird."
"The information you collected is enough, let me analyze it. By the way, there is a message for you from the Canton Tower. Please go there. It seems to be something important." Lingling said.
Lingling observed the thunder dragon's claws very carefully.
The dragon has no claws, at least according to legend, but the claws it evolved are very similar to a certain totem mark.
Being able to see the real thing and the picture are two different things, because there are skin scales on the claws, and the texture of the skin scales is very worthy of attention.
…
After returning to Guangzhou, Lingling devoted herself to the complicated patterns, inheritance, evolution and spelling.
However, what surprised Lingling was that although this eel dragon was not a totem, it was indeed related to a totem. The claws it left behind gave Lingling a great reminder.
The most important thing is that Lingling found the totem related to it!
Hangzhou, Lake Island, on the painting wall inside the ancient pavilion, the larger snake on top of the totem black snake has scale patterns on its body that are very similar to this claw scale pattern!
Lingling was particularly excited. They finally made a major discovery, and so far they didn't know what the world snake that was countless times larger than the totem black snake on the painting wall was. Now there seemed to be a clue! !
It must be one of the most powerful totems in ancient times.
Standing above the mysterious snake, hiding in the clouds and mist.
