Although Noah did not have exact information about Li Xize, he knew the location of the undead. As a hostage, Li Xize would most likely be taken to the mausoleum.
As for the location of the tomb, Noah heard a little bit about it during the day. Although it was only a few details, it was enough for him to deduce.
Worriedly placing another fire butterfly as a guard for Christina who was sleeping on the bed, Noah opened the window.
He stepped on the window sill, nimbly got out of the window and jumped down. A tiny light blue magic circle appeared under his feet, allowing him to stand firmly in mid-air. His dark cloak was blown away by the night wind. The hunting sound made his figure seem unreal, especially the tail end that seemed to slowly dissipate like embers of fire, making him look like a... brand-new Dementor?
Skillfully casting a spell on himself to reduce his presence, Noah exerted force on his feet, pulling out an afterimage of his body and quickly moving towards the entrance of the underground mausoleum.
…
At this moment, a witch wearing a gray-green windproof cloak and carrying a wooden box was walking hurriedly in the alley.
She is already quite familiar with this city and knows the intricate alleys here.
Suddenly she looked up and saw something like black mist flying from above.
That was an Auror who was using Apparition, probably to capture her.
She tightened her grip on the box in her hand, raised the corners of her mouth in a slight arc, and continued to move indifferently.
Suddenly, a sand brick she stepped on seemed to be tilted at an angle by something, and a scarab crawled out from the gap. It was different from the normal scarab. The color was a deep dark gold, and the back There is this white mark dotted on the body, and there are two sharp claws on the head, which looks very dangerous.
The scarab was very fast, catching up with the witch with a slight rustling sound, and climbed onto her shoulder, making a crisp tapping sound with its two claws.
There was a certain rhythm to this voice that made the witch subconsciously stop.
Suddenly, the sand bricks under her feet scattered into gravel and enveloped her whole body like a salon roll carried by the wind. The witch didn't even have time to put on a defensive posture before being carried away by the wind and sand, leaving only one body covered by the gravel. The scarab fell into a shallow pit left by a lack of sand bricks.
Half a minute later, Noah, wearing a black robe, fell lightly from the sky.
He landed lightly next to the shallow pit and stared down at the dead scarab inside.
He felt a familiar magical atmosphere here. Was it intentional?
Noah looked up to find the whereabouts of the magic power. He thought briefly for a second before disappearing into the shadows and chasing after him.
…
Li Xize was moving with difficulty in the darkness.
He knew that something was not right with him at the moment. Everyone else's words or actions seemed to him to be fast forwarded several times, so he guessed that he was indeed cursed, and he also knew that he was being tied up at the moment. He came out and locked himself in a box, but he lacked the ability to save himself at the moment. He didn't even know whether the person who kidnapped him was a man or a woman. He even suffered a lot of injuries because of the other party's rough movements. In this case, he wanted to It was really hard to escape.
Probably the only good news is that the other party didn't think he had any resistance, so he didn't even take away his wand.
Although he really doesn't have much power to resist now.
He could only think slowly, then slowly grasped the wand and crouched in a corner. While thinking about the situation now, he also thought about how he could use a move to defeat the enemy in the first place. magic.
Seems a bit difficult?
Li Xize was silent and began to consider the possibility of a magic trap.
So who is taking advantage of others' danger and where is he going to take him?
It's not like he's a dark wizard who wants to study him, right?
…
The wind and sand suddenly dispersed, and the witch fell to the ground in embarrassment. Most of her windproof cloak was damaged, and the clothes exposed underneath were not spared, but the exposed places were rubbed with blood marks, and some places were directly exposed by the friction. The flesh and blood were broken, and the face was not spared. There were large scratches on the forehead, which looked quite dirty because it was mixed with gravel.
The witch lay on the ground in embarrassment and remained motionless for a while. It took a while before she recovered and managed to support her body.
She hurriedly took out a bottle of magic potion from her pocket, pushed open the stopper and drank it without looking. The scars on her body stopped bleeding, but because there was still gravel in it, it would take some time to heal.
However, this level of injury was already bearable for the witch. She stood up and took a look at her current situation.
The first is the box that fell aside. Although the outer shell of the box has been worn in many places, it is at least not damaged, which means that the people inside are fine, but the lock is a little loose. The witch raised her hand and applied a repair spell to repair the box. with your own clothes.
A familiar feeling of slight suffocation oppressed her chest. This feeling was quite familiar to her, because she had been in such an environment for the past few days, with yellow sand everywhere and magic that could suddenly appear at any time and anywhere. Guards, or magical traps that are difficult to detect, and the familiar rustling sounds coming from the sand wall.
Even she herself did not expect that after escaping in embarrassment a few days ago, she would return here in embarrassment and initiative.
The witch held the box in her hand tightly, but could not find any living creature or anything that could move. She only saw a step made of sand bricks and a stone seat above the step.
This place looks like a hall, but the person who specially brought her here is nowhere to be seen.
The witch took a deep breath and said loudly in ancient Egyptian: "I have brought the person you want! According to the agreement we made before, can you lift the curse for me?"
She had no doubt whether the other party could hear her. What she needed to worry about more was whether the other party would really abide by the agreement. But other than that, she had no other choice.
But her shouting did not receive an immediate response from the other party. The witch looked around blankly, and a great panic suddenly emerged in her heart: "Hey, are you there?!"
Still not getting a response, the witch subconsciously cursed a few curse words. It was not like this when that thing brought her here just now. What is it doing now? Do you want to regret it?
Of course she got no response, because the undead spirit that was supposed to respond to her was now paying attention to Noah.
Noah has passed through the normal visiting area and entered the mausoleum area that is not yet fully open.
He was not very familiar with this place, and there were too many other magical auras mixed in here, which led to him silently realizing not long after he entered... that he was lost.
