Chapter 165 [Single of the Ghost]

Batia looked at the magic circle, and the more she looked, the more she became more and more shocked.

If he can become a mid-level mage, his attainment in the magic circle will naturally not be much weaker.

But from Batia's eyes, the magic array was full of strangeness. It was obvious that the formation was running, but he could not find the source of magic power that maintained the magic array!

This... this is simply overturning the basic theory of the magic circle!

Suddenly seeing Chen Daolin standing aside with a sneer, Batia immediately shouted: "Since you can see through this magic circle, then I think you have a way to open it!"

"When I open this magic circle, it will be my death date!" Chen Daolin sneered.

"If you refuse, you will die now." Batia raised the wand in her hand.

Chen Daolin moved backwards and just looked at Batia coldly.

Batia glared at Chen Daolin for a while, and finally took a deep breath: "Okay... how about we make a deal?"

"snort."

"If you help me open this magic circle, I will guarantee that I will never harm your life." Batia said slowly: "I can sign a magic contract with you. You are also a magician. You should know that once the magic contract is signed, if it is broken, it will be backfired by magic power and will never escape! Even if my magic power improves greatly in the future and my strength increases, the magic contract is rooted in the soul consciousness. As the magic power increases, once the contract is breached, the magic backfire will only become stronger and stronger, and it will never be cancelled... If we sign the magic contract, you can always trust me."

Chen Daolin thought about it, then nodded and said, "Okay!"

Batia was a decisive person. She immediately took out a magic contract. The two signed it on the spot. As the magic power poured into the contract, the contract burned into ashes. Batia looked at Chen Daolin coldly: "You can rest assured now, right?"

Chen Daolin laughed. But suddenly he saw Batia looking at him coldly. His magic wand pointed at him, and a powerful thought power rushed over, immediately overturning Chen Daolin to the ground!

Chen Daolin was shocked: This guy is going to turn against him?!

Before he could get up, Batia had already spoken of a string of spells in her mouth. She gave her magic wand guidance, and Chen Daolin immediately flew up again and hit the wall hard.

He tried hard to urge his mental power to resist, and raised his hand and waved it. A burning fire shot over!

Batia's eyes tightened and she shouted, "Good skills!"

He smiled coldly and did not dodge. He let the fire fall on his body, but a transparent light suddenly appeared on his robe, blocking all the fire outside. Even a slight spark of fire did not really touch his body!

"Haha! Young people are young people!" Batia smiled long and asked for a long wand. Suddenly, a huge pressure overturned Chen Daolin: "I have been preparing for the matter here for five years. Do you think I will come here without any preparation!"

Chen Daolin got up from the ground. But his body had already stiffened, as if several shackles were invisibly locking his whole body. He knew that this was a kind of wind-type magic called the shackles of airflow.

At this moment, Chen Daolin frowned and said, "You really want to kill me? Are you not afraid of magic backlash?"

"I didn't want to kill you." Batia walked over, walked up to him, and looked at Chen Daolin from a high point: "But, I always feel that this guy is weird and it's hard to guarantee that you will make any tricks, so I have to find a way to take good care of you."

After a pause, Batia frowned: "When you counterattacked me just now, this spell didn't chant the spell... You guys can't be underestimated! Humph, how did you do it? Is there a magic scroll hidden on your body?"

Chen Daolin didn't speak.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Batia stopped asking, but sneered, touched it from her arms, and actually took out a shackle.

The shackles seemed to be made of silver, and they turned out a cold silver light. Chen Daolin immediately felt a strong magic fluctuation.

"Huh? What a strong sacred attribute of light."

"Hmph, you're aware of the goods." Batia smiled, bent down, put the shackles on Chen Daolin's hands with his own hands, and then gently tapped the wand on it.

With a click, the shackles were automatically tightened! In an instant, Chen Daolin felt a strong invisible force filling his whole body. His mental power, which was secretly ready to go, suddenly retreated like a tide, and disappeared in a blink of an eye! It seemed that there was some magical power invisible, absorbing all his mental power!

Chen Daolin's surprise was extraordinary. He tried to stimulate magic power again, but no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer condense a trace of magic power. As long as he had a slight idea, the magic power would be absorbed in an instant before it was condensed!

And the shackles on his hands were bright and bright!

"What is this?" Chen Daolin gritted his teeth.

"Haha, you don't have to go to the death and struggle." Batia sneered: "This thing is called "Magic Shackles", but it is specially used against magicians. Even a level seven or eight mage can surrender under these shackles, let alone you are a mere low-level mage."

"Magic shackles? There is such a thing in this world?" Chen Daolin didn't believe it.

"Hmph, ignorant." Batia saw that Chen Daolin had no ability to resist anymore, so he was much more relaxed: "This thing is hard to get, it is a rare commodity obtained by the Magic Union. For thousands of years, there have been so many magicians on the mainland, and there will always be some evil-minded people. As a joint organization of magicians, the Magic Union naturally has the responsibility to attack evil magicians. There is a magician law enforcement team in the union that specifically captures those mages who do evil. This thing is the treasure hidden in the Magic Union! Once you wear these shackles, your magic power cannot be condensed. If you activate the magic power, you will be sucked into the shackles! For thousands of years, you don't know how many famous people have locked in these shackles. What is your little guy?"

Chen Daolin looked at the shackles on his hands and suddenly smiled bitterly: "So, I am very honored... This thing should be rare, right? How did you get it?"

"Even in the Magician Union, there are only six or seven pairs left. As for the one in my hand... you don't need to ask more about the origin. Anyway, locking you is enough!"

Chen Daolin staggered and climbed up. He glanced at Batia: "You really don't kill me?"

"The contract has been signed, and I don't want to taste the backlash of magic." Batia shook her head: "I just have to be careful of you playing tricks. As long as you are honest, wait for the matter here to end. I will naturally let you go."

Speaking of this, Batia's eyes froze: "Now, tell me quickly how to open this magic circle!"

Chen Daolin glanced at the guy and sighed: "Look down at the ground."

On the ground, because the light of the magic circle on the ceiling flows, the countless strange symbols are twisted like a spirit snake...

The circular Tai Chi diagram on the ceiling finally shone on the ground, and a big Tai Chi shadow appeared on the stone slabs on the ground.

Batia naturally didn't recognize this Tai Chi diagram, but instinctively felt that the pattern was quite strange, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

A huge circle, and a small circle is the two round skylights on the ceiling.

Because the skylight was open, the light from outside shone in, just like two round projection beams on the ground.

The brightness of this beam is very weak. If you don't look carefully, it will be really difficult to detect.

Chen Daolin pointed to two round beams of light: "These are two entrances, you just need to stand in the beam... This magic array should be a teleportation array. As for where to teleport, don't ask me."

Batia hesitated for a moment, and looked at the two round beams of light on the ground, and he quickly made a decision in his heart: "You are advanced!"

Chen Daolin had long expected that he would do this. With a gentle smile, he would step into the beam circle closest to him.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard a gentle cough coming from the steps at the entrance of the top of the tower behind Batia.

Batia also heard the cough, and the magician suddenly changed color and turned around quickly!

At the entrance of the star-watching room on the top of the tower, there was a figure standing.

My body was hunched, and my waist seemed to be unable to straighten. I bent down and coughed constantly, my breath was heavy and disordered.

The man was dressed in dirty robe and dressed as a servant. He was carrying a dim lantern in his left hand. He looked mediocre, withered appearance, and his old eyes were turbid and dull.

But he appeared at this door, silently and without knowing when it arrived!

Batia had already spread his mental power everywhere. Under the cover of the magician's mental power, this person had come so close that he didn't even notice it...

When he thought of this, Batia suddenly felt cold sweat on her back.

Of course, this person is the old servant of the Luolin family who is responsible for guarding and cleaning the white tower!

The old servant seemed to sigh softly, carried the lantern and walked into the star-gazing room step by step. When he walked into the door, the door behind him closed silently.

"Master Batia." The old servant glanced at Batia with a turbid gaze, then looked at Chen Daolin again: "And this young magician... Your name is Darling, right? I should have heard it right."

"..." Chen Daolin and Batia looked at each other, and stared at the old servant nervously.

Batia's heart was even more shocked than Chen Daolin!

He came to the White Tower tonight after Chen Daolin. Before coming in, he had quietly set up two magical prohibitions outside. In addition, he had just cast a magic "space barrier". This magic not only isolated all the movements and stills in the room, but also prevented people outside from entering!

But this old servant came to the room quietly, as if the two magical restrictions he set outside did not work at all! And he just stepped into the room, so relaxed and leisurely, and his space barrier magic did not react to him!

When he thought of this, Batia's hand that originally held the wand hanged down, and he really couldn't have the courage to take the lead.

"When I saw the two during the day, I thought to myself... Cough cough... I thought to myself, after waiting for so many years, it seems that I have finally waited for something." The old servant seemed to be smiling bitterly: "The magic array here has not been opened for many years... Let me think about it, I almost forgot about this long time..."

He turned around and slowly placed the lantern on the corner. He turned around carelessly, illuminating his back to Batia without any concern. But even so, Batia still didn't have the courage to take action!

"Yeah. Not bad. It's pretty smart." The old servant turned around and glanced at Batia gently: "You don't seem too stupid when I turn around, magician..."

Speaking of this, he coughed twice again: "But... since you are not a fool, why did you do such a stupid thing?"

Batia's breathing began to be rapid and heavy, and Chen Daolin carefully took a step back and hid his body behind Batia.

"I remember the first time I saw you five years ago. Master Batia." The old servant smiled on his face, but the turbid old eyes were completely shining: "You came to the Luolin family and became the magic consultant of the Luolin family... Well, at that time, if I read it correctly, your strength reached the standard of a level five mage. Now, five or six years have passed, and now you have the strength of level six and have stood at the level before the middle and high levels. It seems that you have been very diligent in the past five or six years."

Batia stared at the old servant: "Who are you?"

The old servant shook his head and did not answer this question. Then he raised his head and looked at the skylight on the ceiling. It seemed as if he was looking at the stars in the sky, but he was still recalling: "I remember... you are a very patient person. After coming to Luolin's house, you waited for three months before you first came to investigate this place. That time you also came to the middle of the night and stood outside my door and listened quietly for an hour... Your patience is so good. Over the years, I have met countless people who came to Baita to visit at night, and you are the most careful and patient. Even an old servant like me, you will not take it lightly.

I remember that night, you stayed on the top of this tower until dawn and left disappointed."

After pausing, the old servant continued to smile and said, "But you didn't give up. Later, you came here one after another nine times. You almost checked the white tower from the bottom to the top of the tower, and carefully checked each step. Once you even quietly put a sleeping spell on me, and then touched my room to check it before leaving, right?"

Batia's forehead was covered in cold sweat!

"Prudent, patient, and careful. In fact, you are really a rare talent." The old servant sighed: "I have met so many people here over the years who have made this white tower idea. You are the one who gave me the most different view of it."

"You...who are you!" Batia's heart became more and more nervous, and finally he was almost out of control and shouted loudly.

"Me?" The old servant smiled faintly, and his eyes became a little sad: "It's been too long, it's too long, so long that I almost forgot who I am."

He squinted his eyes as if immersed in memories:

"When I first came to Luolin's house, I remember that the mistress of the White Tower was still there. I was a young groom. I only knew that I wanted to protect this White Tower and protect the secrets here. Then, thirty years later, my body grew old and dying... Then I changed my body and became a gardener in this Luolin Castle...and then, twenty years later, the gardener died and I became a blacksmith..."

He said, shaking his head and sighing.

But Chen Daolin, who was listening on the side, had a strange expression.

Is this...is this... resurrecting the soul with a corpse? Or... using the method of taking over the body... to make an immortal body?!

"If I remember correctly, it will be 361 years and thirty-seven days until today." The old servant said lightly.
To be continued...