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1025 Magician!

"British?"

Seeing Old Brown leaving, Huang Shang frowned slightly.

Unexpectedly, he came to England, an old European empire. He originally thought he would go to China.

To be honest, Huang Shang doesn't like this country very much.

Because this country is old-fashioned and fickle, stubborn and arrogant, and the food it makes tastes terrible...

More importantly, the situation in this country is probably even more chaotic and severe than Huang Shang imagined.

If he remembers correctly, "The Devil", "The Hobbit", Merlin, King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, Pirates of the Caribbean, Bloody Mary, Druid, The Chronicles of Narnia and his favorite Sherlock Holmes and the most famous

Jack the Ripper is from England.

By the way, "Harry Potter" seems to be written in England too...

Harry Potter?!

Hogwarts!

Azkaban?!

Ministry of Magic!

"Fuck!"

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Huang Shang's mind, and then he finally knew where he had appeared before.

If he guessed correctly, he should have appeared in the world where the wizard was.

As for why it appears there, it may be related to the turbulence caused by the previous collision of space forces.

In fact, he should have thought of this a long time ago, but because he was not familiar with the Harry Potter series of movies and novels, and he was seriously injured at the time, his soul had just awakened, and his consciousness was blurred, so he could not think of it for a while, until

Now that I have recovered a little better, I remember these things.

This is trouble!

Huang Shang is not particularly worried about the safety of Xia Die and Zhuge Youlong. Although he doesn't know much about the Harry Potter series of movies and novels, he vaguely remembers that the real wizards at Hogwarts are not those who kill indiscriminately.

In addition, Xia Die and Zhuge Youlong are just two children, and they mistakenly thought they were related to the Druid sect, so they should be fine in the short term.

But the fall is different!

This guy has swallowed the Soul Eater, and he has the characteristics of the Soul Eater. What's even worse is that these things have been discovered by people from the Ministry of Magic, and they even sent him to Azkaban...

If the Fall was in its heyday, he wouldn't be too worried, but now the current state of the Fall is probably not much better than him...

This guy is probably going to be in bad luck!

"No, we must go to Hogwarts to rescue the corrupted ones!"

Thinking of this, Huang Shang felt extremely anxious and clenched his fists.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly ran over from the corner of the street, grabbed the small bag that Old Brown had thrown to Huang Shang, and was about to run away.

"Depend on!"

Although money has no meaning to Huang Shang, it would be better if he could have some money to defend himself when he was new here and his injuries have not fully recovered. So at this moment, when he saw someone trying to steal money, he couldn't help but cursed.

, then took one step forward and grabbed the guy directly.

Although he was seriously injured and had yet to recover, a emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and his reaction and speed were not comparable to that of a mere thief.

However, people in the apocalypse are often extremely fierce. At this moment, seeing Huang Shang, a guy who seemed to be dying, actually caught him, the thief suddenly reincarnated, waved a piece of sharp glass wrapped in rags, and aimed at Huang Shang.

Shang's chest and abdomen were stabbed hard.

Under the sweep of nano bugs, the previous metal has been almost exhausted, and the newly mined and smelted metal has become a luxury item that only the upper class can use. A thief like him can get a piece that is still intact.

Glass shards are pretty good.

But how could this thing be useful to Huang Shang!

The next moment, Huang Shang directly grabbed the little thief's right hand that was holding the glass shard, and then without thinking, he twisted and slashed the thief's neck with the glass shard, and finally ignored it.

The thief, who was holding his neck and struggling wildly but unable to utter a cry, directly picked up the money bag and walked towards the central area of ​​​​the dilapidated city.

He is not a person who is easy to kill, but he will not show any mercy to a guy who kills people and steals money at every turn.

"Looks like there's another trouble in the city!"

Seeing Huang Shang Xingyunliu Shui kill the thief without any change in his expression, secretly the thief's companions also gave up the idea of ​​taking action.

These days, even their own lives are worthless, let alone other people's. They will not offend such a ruthless guy who kills people just because of the death of a companion.

Huang Shang didn't pay attention to the eyes of those people, but continued walking towards the center of the city.

There will be hierarchies within any city, even this city that was rebuilt from the ruins. Different from the "slums" and "garbage areas" where Huang Shang lived before, as he gets closer to the center of the city, the surrounding

The buildings become more complete, and at the same time, the sewage, mud and water gradually become less and less. There are no longer even corpses and some patients scattered on the roadside.

But now Huang Shang's spiritual power has recovered a little, and he has condensed it into an ordinary piece of clothing to cover his body. This also makes him no longer look so embarrassed, coupled with Huang Shang's unique temperament and calm expression.

In his eyes, at least in this damn apocalypse, he already looks like a "high-class person", so although there are some people in the central area of ​​the city who maintain law and order and expel "beggars" and low-class people, these people have not come to make things difficult for Huang.

skirts.

"The way people practice here is indeed different from that in China..."

Now Huang Shang's power is gradually recovering, and his spiritual perception has become more and more acute, so at this moment he can also detect the differences between some superpowers and practitioners in this city.

Apart from the fact that the superpowers are all similar, there are also some people in this city who obviously have special heritage.

But unlike those practitioners from various sects in China who are restrained and rely on internal practice for self-sublimation, these Western practitioners seem to be following a different model.

Under the observation of Tongshu, Huang Shang found that these people seemed to have turned themselves into a gathering point of energy, or the core of some kind of sequence. With themselves as the center, they attracted various elemental forces in the world to surround them.

Special sequences were formed around him and around them, and these sequences were constantly absorbing more power, making these sequences stronger.

"This is magic!"

At this moment, the voice of the system suddenly rang out from Huang Shang's mind: "Unlike Eastern practitioners who constantly strengthen themselves and break through themselves, Western practitioners use themselves as the core to assimilate and manipulate.

The power between heaven and earth, so at the same level of cultivation, they can control more power of heaven and earth, the destructive power they exert will be stronger, and even their endurance will be more terrifying."

"What's more important is that the elemental powers between magicians can also resonate and resonate. Once magicians of the same type reach a certain scale, they can even continuously superimpose each other's power to exert extremely terrifying power!"

"Not only is it destructive, some outstanding magicians can even manipulate the power of multiple elements to form powerful and exquisite composite magic!"

"The Constantine you met before is one of the best, and the spell he used on Thanatos is an extremely high-end compound magic!"

"In addition, they can also use some special methods to sacrifice certain designated things or even sacrifice themselves to use killing moves that exceed their own limits. The power of this killing move is not even weaker than that of practitioners.

The golden elixir self-destructs or the Nascent Soul self-destructs, and this technique is called - forbidden curse in the West!"

"It can be said that although the path of practice taken by magicians is completely different from that of practitioners, their strength is not inferior to that of practitioners, or even stronger!"


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