The Magician of Clow

Chapter 826 National War: The Magician's Last Performance

Different from the sci-fi shock of the mechanical army, extraordinary armor, and full fire in the artillery beam among the tower bridge technologists,
It is also different from the one-on-one confrontation between Hyde Park and the mythological prototype, and there is no false spark between the sword and the sword.
In the battlefield of the Parliament Building, under the appearance that the two figures were standing in place without moving a single step,
Ability competes implicitly in silent and invisible rules,
Mysterious and hidden.

Compared to the C-rank that has just had beyond reality power, the turbulent fighting style of the night battle world,
It is revealed in the battle of the B-rank participants who have their own strengths and abilities that have been tapped!
As if hidden from another world, the sight of the doomsday blow penetrated through his body,
In the Palace of Westminster, which has been cut into pieces like vegetables,

In an instant, the slanted sword marks appeared on the tower body out of thin air, and the top of the Elizabeth Tower bell tower slipped, as if a silent death knell was sounded.

Hearing the loud noise of the tower falling, Le Guin glanced at the smooth cut surface that should never have appeared on such a large building.

Slowly turning his azure blue eyes, he looked at the figure slowly appearing on the neatly cut rubble in front of him.

Dressed in Western magic with a black suit, long coat and top hat, he is holding an ancient Hehuang sword with a coiled dragon and a carved sparrow head!

- Big Summer Dragon Sparrow!

"I have seen this sword."

"A long time ago, you followed your Excellency to visit the nightclub in Huaxia. Are you his student on the person who led the way for us?"

He slowly took off his black top hat, like a curtain call when the performance was completely over. The moment he heard this sentence, the magician was slightly stunned.
And then whispered in the weak feeling of depleted mana:
"So I'm still thinking about who can have the ability to directly interfere with the operation of magic energy. I didn't expect it to be an old friend of Master."

Looking at the figure holding the sword in front of him, the sword intent was awe-inspiring, but it did not contradict the suit and leather shoes,

Le Guin shook his head gently and looked at a magician who was normally a B-rank opponent.

"I've only seen it, and if it wasn't for your illusion that was just restrained by my ability, it would be difficult to distinguish the illusion between the real and the false, and no one should be your opponent in this scene except for the A-level."

If you really look at it with your eyes, you should see the roof of the parliament building intact at the moment, starting from seeing the figure of the magician holding down the top hat,
Just through the flow of magic energy, I found that because of the ability of the other party, my visual senses were isolated in the superficial illusion,
What surprised Le Guin even more was that at the moment when he found out that he would be hurt, the reality that existed under the superficial illusion wanted to unify perception,
Consciousness was actually pulled to another level of illusion!

At all, it is not a simple method such as the phantom of the body, but the connected environment is blurred into a double illusion by interlacing the false and the real.

The separation of spirit and flesh leads to doubts about the authenticity of every attack. At the moment when I personally feel this ability that makes people unable to judge anything they see,
Le Guin finally understands why the Royal Court has not been able to win the B-level battle two times before.

"This kind of ability development that directly points to a higher level in the growth stage has a strong style of your ancient China,"

"Sure enough, you are the same as the A-level holding a spear that I saw in the North Pole, and you also come from that mysterious nightclub where the strong are like clouds."

Hearing the other party's three words, he can see through the truth of his own ability, and even guess where he used to be.
The magician looked at the noble and noble woman in front of him, and smiled silently.

"I don't have talent like him, it's just a clumsy skill born from the teachings of my elders that I haven't understood yet,"

"However, most of Your Excellency's mysterious side abilities operate with magical energy, and there are very few who can jump out of your mouth's 'just restraint'."

Magic energy interferes with the completeness of the illusion, maintaining consciousness and talking to the magician in the 'third floor' parliament building,
Le Guin looked at the magician who was unable to continue to maintain this illusion, and even showed his body, and said calmly:
"Don't give up, it's pointless for you to persist like this, facing Pedro and Simon,"

"Your two team members should have also failed at this moment, and it is impossible to support you."

At this moment, the mana is exhausted, and it is impossible to be an enemy of Le Guin, but the magician suddenly smiled slightly in weakness:
"One thing needs to be explained. Although I am a little stronger than them because of my age, I am not the leader of this battle."

Although he was defeated and his words were sullen, the magician still had the calm and mature look he usually had, and put on his magician's hat again.

As if to do the last magic show, his eyes are nostalgic.

"And, watching the night of Mars rekindling, I know those young people must be better than you think."

The figure in a suit holding a splendid ancient sword, lowered the top hat, and opened his mouth with a softer voice, and then the flashy sword edge with the head of the dragon in his hand lit up,

Consciously hazy, the magician murmured as he fell forward.

"So I have one last thing to do for them."

The moment he saw him put on a top hat and smiled mysteriously at himself, and then the sword in his hand lit up,
Le Guin suddenly felt something different!
But when she wanted to return her consciousness to her body in order to judge the true intention of the magician, she stayed in this layer of illusion!
Looking around at the London scene where the surrounding parliament buildings were broken into rubble, and the sky that looked up without any abnormality, perceiving the real reality through the flow of magic energy,
The image of the unharmed illusion of the outermost parliament building shattered, and the magician also fell,
The ability to tell Le Guin what he sees in front of him at the moment,
is fake!
And although the scene in front of him is not abnormal, but he perceives the reality of the outside world, the attack from the sky towards the body that he cannot control temporarily,

Le Guin looked at the magician's azure blue eyes, who fell down with a smile at the corner of his mouth in the blocked illusion. His eyes widened slightly.

While confirming that either Pedro or Simon has failed to beat the opponent, realize that
Since I found out that the illusion is invalid for me, the purpose of creating the second illusion,

Just to block my consciousness here?

"magician!"

Time comes to the moment when the outermost illusion is like a layer of glass shattered,
In the night game viewing room, Hua Ling exclaimed in disbelief when he saw the magician's figure leaning forward!
Unlike Fang Ran, who knew Le Guin's power, and Ye Sheng and the alchemist who had seen her in the North Pole, he had no general knowledge of that dignified woman with long platinum hair.
Hua Ling just couldn't believe the fact that the magician lost!

And this is what the vast majority of people think at the moment
"The Magician Lost"

Lime murmured incredulously to herself, only when she upgraded to B rank did she know how strong a magician was, and at this moment, such a strong magician actually lost to an opponent of unknown origin.
Jota slowly widened his eyes and looked at the screen, biting the corner of his lips for some reason and clenching his fists.

The alchemist's eyes sank, and the expression on his face was complicated. Although he had a bad premonition, he really saw the moment when the magician fell.
He still couldn't accept it for the first time, because no one could understand the magician's strength better than him.

While watching this scene, the uncle groped his chin and stared at the white shadow of the royal court dress of Le Guin, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was amazed.

Even if there is a big summer dragonfly with that one, he can't win, is that kid useless?

Unlike everyone else, Fang Ran had already expected such a result. Looking at Le Guin, who was in the North Pole the last time he saw him on the virtual screen,
Once again seeing her powerful ability, a question suddenly popped up.

Unlike Lingqi, she just woke up in this era,
Why did you come to participate in this national war?
However, before Fang Ran was in a daze to understand the strangeness he instinctively noticed, the illusion on the virtual screen shattered like broken glass.
The next moment the magician fell in front of the figure in the platinum dress!
Above the sky, the technologist's tracking missiles brought light spots of light on the tail, fired from the remnants of Tower Bridge in London, towards the moment when the consciousness was still imprisoned in the second layer of illusion by the big summer dragonfinch,

Unable to control his body, Le Guin fell,

It's as if I knew this time!

　It's late today, I'm sorry, I'm guilty, there are two situations like Calvin, 1. I don't know what to write, 2. I don't know how to write, the worst thing is that these two often happen together.The key transition without the lead role is really difficult to write
　　
　
(End of this chapter)