The middle-aged man wearing a wizard hat reached out to stop the young man who was about to stride into the library hall.
And the arrogant young man seemed to be in awe of the middle-aged man, so he didn't show any displeasure, but obediently stepped aside.
"According to the practice of the 'Puritanist' magicians, there will probably be a large number of various traps in this library, including both magical traps and non-magic traps."
The blue magic brilliance bloomed in the eyes, and all the magic organs in the entire hall could be seen at a glance in the eyes of the middle-aged man.
As far as the situation at the scene is concerned, it can definitely be said that this place is "not a place for people to stay".
If there are only a lot of complex and powerful magic traps, it is okay for magicians who are not weak or who are proficient in one item, but this space is mixed with mechanical traps that don't use magic at all.
Once you don't understand the "Puritanism" approach, or you are too confident in your ability to break through magic traps, as long as there is any omission, even the most professional magician will die under the sudden stray bullets.
Observing everything around him, the middle-aged man caught a glimpse of mechanical traps hidden in every corner.
He snorted coldly with disdain, and signaled another man in black behind him to hand over his wand.
It was a twisted wooden staff like the withered hand of a demon, and the multicolored wooden staff that looked like uncleaned driftwood that had just been salvaged from the swamp.
The man didn't carefully confirm the surrounding situation, or in other words, he didn't need to rely on the naked eye to confirm the traps one by one.
The wooden staff struck the marble floor, and as the sound echoed in the empty hall, the wooden staff itself also changed.
The dirt-like color faded away, revealing the silver-gray body underground.
The twisted and coiled "dead branches" spread out, revealing the crystal seven-pointed star embedded in the top of the stick and surrounded by forks.
The man's movements and the change of the wooden stick stopped here, but in the man's vision, there was an invisible impact that was "sweeping" all the magicians around.
This is not a metaphor or how, but a simple and clear generalization.
The invisible impact is like wiping off the water vapor on the glass. It is extremely simple and neat to wipe away the magic circle that was originally applied everywhere.
Not only the magic circle itself, but also the "medium" that constitutes the magic formula was also smashed.
"It's amazing! As expected of a teacher! You..."
"Cough cough..."
Before the blond youth finished his compliment, he was interrupted by the middle-aged man's violent cough.
Looking at the blood on his palm, the middle-aged man wiped it casually with a handkerchief a few times as if he hadn't noticed it.
"Teacher, are you alright?"
"It's okay, I've long been used to this level of 'price'."
As if he was used to it, he took the handkerchief and staff from the man, and the group of men in black robes who had been following the man didn't seem surprised by the fact that the man was coughing up blood.
"Go ahead, otherwise even if I let that mercenary free, I can't guarantee that I can defeat him. After all..."
The middle-aged man said, his eyes suddenly glanced at the stairs on the second floor of the library.
There was no living person in the pitch-black space.
Just when the rest of the people were puzzled, the middle-aged man spoke unhurriedly.
"I'm just an 'adeptusminor' with '5=6', how can I be compared with an 'adeptusexemptus' with '7=4'? You're right, Toyo girls?"
Chapter 430 Seven: The Melee of "Puritanism" and "Knights"
St. Giles' Cathedral (st.giles'cathedral)
Originally a Scots Presbyterian place of worship, it is situated at the midpoint of the Royal Mile in the Old Town of Edinburgh, Scotland, with its distinctive Scots crown spire forming a prominent feature of Edinburgh's skyline.
The church has served as Edinburgh's religious hub for more than 900 years.
But now, it is the stronghold of the "Puritanism" in Scotland, and the authority of the "Puritanism" magicians that governs the entire Scotland.
But at this time, the church, which originally assembled the elite of the Scottish "Puritanism", was caught in the flames of war.
There were many people who fell on the ground, and among them were members of the "Puritans" and "Knights".
Some lost their upper body and had to lose the left side of their body, while others only had a head that was panicked to the extreme and whose expression was completely distorted.
In the center of the war, there stood a giant made of stones that was more than ten meters high, enough to rival half of the church.
No, to be precise, it was a collection of dirt and cement blocks, as well as fragments of broken metal armor.
However, from the overall feeling, this stone giant does not seem to be the "homunculus" under the theory of Paracelsus.
Nor is it a "golem" with "ameth" engraved on its head.
It was "Mokkurkalfe," a clay giant about forty miles tall who appeared in Norse mythology.
The combined giant named "Mokkurkalfe" appeared in Norse mythology, and it was originally intended to fight against the god of thunder "Thor" who is known for his great arm strength and is the strongest among the gods. designed.
However, at the end of the day, the giant ended up weak because the material used to make the heart went wrong.
However, at this moment, the giant used the British theory to crucify the Nordic puppet, and then used a certain degree of Kabbalah theory to redesign the optimized product.
After "transferring" the only weakness of "heart", it is optimized for the purpose of "guarding" and "war", and is a special version product with optimized magic power efficiency.
The tall stone giant waved its arms and let out a high-pitched howl.
Of course, the stone giant itself has no ability to speak, and in the final analysis he is just an oversized "familiar".
The one who yelled was a male magician who was manipulating the stone giant, which was the transferred weak point "heart" of the stone giant.
The black coat on his body was in dilapidated condition, and his face was wet with blood and sweat.
He was completely blind in one eye, and the eye socket might not even be able to trap the eyeball that was about to come out.
But at this moment, he was completely immersed in rage, completely ignoring the almost fatal injury on his body.
"Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!!"
As the man roared like a wounded and dying beast, the huge hybrid giant swung its fist violently.
The huge fist of the stone giant rushed towards the chaotic knights on the decorative stone bridge at the entrance in front of the cathedral.
With just one blow, the Golem spreading violence and destruction caused the "Knights" transport truck equipped with silver armor to explode.
The orange flames flew around together with the knights, and some of the unlucky ones were directly crushed to pieces together with the twisted silver armor by the stone giant's fist.
A mixture of red and white stained the Golem's fists, but the sorcerer screaming above it didn't care.
He was already red-eyed, and now even if he died here, he would let all the knights in front of him be buried with him.
"Hey, hey, are these guys too exaggerated? What's going on? Has it completely evolved into a war mode in just a few minutes?"
"I don't know, but now it seems that the problem is with the 'Knights'..."
The man named Niu Shen replied with a dignified expression to the question of the young man beside him who looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old.
"In short, we can't just watch like this. If this continues, I'm afraid St. Giles Cathedral will be lost. Although that stone giant is very destructive, but such a reckless waste of magic power, even if that guy doesn't die from his injuries , will also die of shock due to exhaustion of magic power."
"It's not good to fight the 'Knights'..."
Just when Niu Shen and Xiang Shao had already taken out their weapons and were about to rush out of the bushes to help the "Puritanists" guarding St. Giles Cathedral, Takayuki behind them raised his hand and pressed their shoulders.
And Takayuki, who was ambushing behind the two of them and was relying on eavesdropping familiars to infiltrate the center of the battlefield to collect information, said with a serious expression.
"Wait a minute, something seems wrong."
"How to say?"
The absolute trust in their companions made Niu Shen and Xiang Shao lean over and listen carefully without any hesitation or dissatisfaction.
"The magicians of the 'Puritanism' seem to be saying that the 'Knights' are dissatisfied with their previous practice of housing witches..."
"Is it a witch again? Is there something wrong with those witches?"
"I don't know, but the problem is not here. It's the 'Knights' side."
"How to say?"
Guizhi frowned and listened carefully, as if he was also a little confused about what he heard.
After a while, Takayuki lowered his arms and looked at Niu Shen and Xiang Shao.
"The 'Knights' say it was the 'Puritans' who attacked their 'treasure' convoy, and..."
"and?"
"And they are accusing the 'Puritans' of stealing the 'Prototype Cards' by taking advantage of their position at the University of Edinburgh's stronghold."
Niu Shen and Xiang Shao looked at each other, as if they didn't understand what the so-called "prototype card" meant.
[It is the prototype card of Arthur Edward Waite's "Waite Tarot". 】
"Acting Pope? Wait, if the 'prototype card' is stolen, then Wuhe and Urakami..."
【...】
What the silence at this time meant, Niu Shen didn't want to know at all.
On the other hand, the younger Xiang Shao was obviously anxious.
Although Niu Shen and Jian Gongzhai are not serious people on weekdays, they are very serious people once they start to act.
And the serious tone of the two people at this time means that...
[The "signal" of Wuhe and Urakami was lost inside the University of Edinburgh.I can't contact them at all, and the last report they sent back was 2 minutes ago...]
Suppressing the restless mood and trying to calm down, Niu Shen knew that he could not act aggressively because of emotions at this time.
[Only a few words.But it's pretty bad to connect. 】
"What is it?"
【"Gold", "Tarot" and "5=6"...】
Chapter 430: "Metatron" and "Sang Defeng"
"Teacher, what are we going to do now?"
The blond young man looked at Itsuwa and Urakami who were tied behind their backs in the corner, and seemed not to understand why this magician, who had always killed people before him, left these two alone today.
"One of the cellars where members of the 'Golden Dawn' used to be sanctified is the basement of the library where we are now."
Confirming that there are no mistakes in the magic circle drawn by other black-robed magicians with special powder on the ground, the serious middle-aged man answered the youth's questions while measuring the azimuth and astrology.
"There can be no mistakes in the sanctification ceremony, killing the living at will, or letting the blood of women stain the land, all of which may cause the ceremony to go wrong."
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