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Chapter 115 The Mage Trio: Magic Weapons - Staff, Spear, Blade

That being said, Du Mu does not think Casillas is that strong.

They didn't even notice the portal opening into the room; they're nowhere near as good as the Ancient One.

Du Mu has reason to suspect that Kaecilius was able to kill the Ancient One either because the Ancient One held back, or because Kaecilius used cheat codes; he can't think of any other possibility.

"Alright, Casillas, the king didn't do it on purpose."

Mordo and Casillas, being from the same school and quite familiar with each other, advised, "The most important thing right now is to bring the magical artifact back as soon as possible to prevent its power from being exposed to the world. To be on the safe side, we should handle this matter together."

Casillas said coldly, "There's no need for that. I can manage on my own."

Mordo's attitude was firm: "No, this matter is of great importance. We must act together. Now that the Ancient One is not in Kamar-Taj, the responsibility of protecting the real dimension rests on our shoulders. We cannot afford any mistakes."

Mordo, the disciple of the Ancient One and the current ruler of Kamar-Taj, is a rigid person with an almost stubborn adherence to the rules.

Du Mu couldn't help but wonder how someone with Gu Yi's personality could have taught such a stubborn disciple.

But on second thought, compared to Kaecilius, who was the one in all of Kamar-Taj who respected the Ancient One the most, Mordo didn't seem too outrageous.

Seeing that Mordo had brought up the Ancient One, Kaecilius, though still displeased, no longer objected.

"Wait, are you guys teaming up to fight monsters? Can I join you?"

Du Mu suddenly interrupted.

Having studied magic in Kamar-Taj for so long, he had never truly witnessed the magical power of the mages here, and this was a perfect opportunity to see it for himself.

"and who are you?"

Casillas looked at Du Mu coldly.

He didn't have a good impression of the man who witnessed him lose his pearls.

If he weren't so weak, he would have even cast a spell on the spot to erase this memory from everyone's minds.

Before Du Mu could speak, Mordo introduced him, "This is Master Du Mu. The Ancient One instructed that Master Du Mu can freely enter and leave Kamar-Taj."

Upon hearing this, Casillas looked surprised.

It should be noted that only those who have officially joined Kamar-Taj are entitled to freely enter and leave this place. Judging from Du Mu's appearance, he is clearly not a sorcerer who has joined Kamar-Taj, but rather seems more like a visitor.

It is extremely rare for the Ancient One to allow such outsiders to freely enter and exit Kamar-Taj.

“Master Du Mu, this is our duty, you don’t need to get involved.”

Modu fully understood Du Mu's words.

But thinking about it, it's normal. After all, Kamar-Taj has Wi-Fi, so it's not surprising that mages would go online in their spare time.

Du Mu said righteously, "You can't say that. Protecting the Earth is everyone's responsibility. Besides, I'm studying magic here, so I'm practically a Kamar-Taj person. How can I sit idly by when something like this happens?"

Modu hesitated slightly: "That magical artifact is extremely powerful. If something goes wrong, it could be life-threatening."

Du Mu waved his hand: "What is a little danger compared to protecting the peace of the earth?"

Upon hearing this, the group immediately felt a holy and dazzling white light emanating from Du Mu's body. He seemed to be enveloped in holy light, as if even his soul had been elevated at this moment.

Even the three people present were so blinded by the light that they could barely open their eyes.

"Master Du Mu, please stop your illumination spell," Mordo couldn't help but say.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I got carried away with my emotions and couldn't help but use magic."

Du Mu remained unfazed, deactivated the illumination spell, and the surrounding special effects vanished instantly.

The three of them, including Modu, twitched at the corners of their mouths.

This was the first time they had ever seen someone use magic just to show off.

It's important to understand that casting spells always comes at a price; it's like using a loaned-out bill to light a cigarette.

“In that case, Master Du Mu, why don’t you come with us?” Mo Du said.

NPC Carmodo has given you a new quest.

[Quest: Unknown Magical Artifact]

[Objective: Assist Mordo and Kaecilius in bringing the evil artifact back to Kamar-Taj]

[Rewards: Experience +2000, Mordo's Favorability +10, Random Equipment *1, Random Item *2]

Sure enough, it has to be the main server; the quest can be triggered as soon as I get back.

Casillas didn't say much about it.

For him, it made no difference whether Du Mu was involved in the incident or not.

Afterwards, the king was sent to receive treatment, while Mordo and Casillas each packed up their weapons.

Mordo held an ancient-looking club in his hand, while Casillas held two curved swords. These were specially made magical artifacts that could be infused with magical power to bear a certain cost in place of the mage.

Du Mu was somewhat speechless.

The two men, one wielding a staff and the other a curved sword, looked more like monks and assassins than mages to anyone who saw them.

Seeing that Du Mu's hands were empty, Mo Du kindly asked, "Master Du Mu, would you like me to prepare a magical artifact for you?"

"No need, I have my own magical artifacts."

Du Mu took out two golden Desert Eagles and held them in his hands.

Mordo: "."

Casillas: "."

Is this a magical artifact or a firearm?

And so, with one holding a gun, one a club, and one a knife, the three mages were ready.

Then, Mordo put on a yellow ring that looked like a brass knuckle, and with a light flick of his finger in the air, a golden portal shimmering with sparks quickly appeared in front of them.

The three stepped into the golden portal and instantly arrived at the British Museum in the UK.

It must be admitted that this portal is indeed convenient, allowing one to reach almost any corner of the earth almost instantly.

Du Mu glanced at the yellow ring on Mo Du's hand.

[Holding the Ring]

[Description: Kamar-Taj's iconic artifact, capable of opening portals and interdimensional passages. Its effectiveness depends on the user's magical talent and mental strength; some struggle to create even a spark, while others can open a complete portal the moment they put it on.]

Du Mu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Master Modu, do you sell these hanging rings?"

Mordo said seriously, "Of course not. Sling rings are strictly controlled by Kamar-Taj. Only certified mages are qualified to possess them, and each mage can only be equipped with one sling ring."

“If the ring is lost, we must retrieve it at all costs. We must not let it fall into the hands of anyone outside of Kamar-Taj, otherwise it will have extremely serious consequences.”

Du Mu understood. This magical artifact was like Harry Potter's wand, standard equipment for every wizard in Kamar-Taj. Anyone who joined Kamar-Taj could receive one. He immediately straightened his back and said seriously, "To be honest, I've long admired Kamar-Taj and always hoped to join this happy family. Um, where is Kamar-Taj's personnel department?"

Du Mu's intentions were too obvious, leaving Mo Du speechless.

"You'll have to talk to the Ancient One about this. Only the Ancient One can decide whether or not you can join Kamar-Taj. Even though I'm currently managing Kamar-Taj on behalf of everyone, I don't have that authority."

Du Mu was disappointed.

Who knows when the Ancient One will return?

The three entered the British Museum, where tourists were bustling about.

Du Mu followed the two monks through several exhibition halls displaying ancient artifacts.

It's worth mentioning that the surrounding tourists seemed not to see the three of them at all, as if they were under some kind of spell.

They quickly identified the target of the mission.

A figure wearing a black hooded robe stood with his back to them, holding a strangely shaped cane and chanting some kind of obscure incantation in a low voice.

Seemingly sensing the movement behind him, the chanting abruptly stopped.

The man slowly turned around, and his hood slipped down, revealing a woman's face with a mysterious rune imprinted on her left eye.

"It's you Kamar-Taj sorcerers again, you're like a persistent ghost."

The woman in black robes glanced at the three of them, a mocking sneer playing on her lips: "Back then, I begged you to heal me, but you treated me coldly. Now, you've all come to me on your own initiative."

Kamar-Taj has existed for a long time, and naturally many people have heard of this magical place.

Those suffering from terminal illnesses especially see it as their last lifeline, desperately seeking it out and begging for a glimmer of hope.

However, Kamar-Taj is not a place for healing and saving lives; casting spells often comes at a heavy price.

Even if someone were to temporarily cure a terminal illness with magic, given the nature of those dimensional demons, they would likely return the cure with an even more terrifying terminal illness, such as turning AIDS into late-stage cancer, or even getting a different terminal illness every day, with different surprises every day.

For this reason, Kamar-Taj has no choice but to turn away those seeking help, a practice that has instead drawn resentment from many people.

Clearly, the woman in black robes in front of them was also one of the students who failed the Kamar-Taj exam.

Modu stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Put down the magic weapon in your hand. The power it contains is far beyond your control. This energy is eroding your mind and life."

"do not underestimate me!"

The woman in black robes sneered, "I know very well what I hold in my hand. I no longer need to beg anyone. I will unleash the dark energy contained within this scepter, and this world will be at my disposal!"

A very classic villain's line.

Mordo held the staff horizontally in front of him and warned in a low voice, "Be careful, her mind has been corrupted by the power of the magical artifact."

"Why waste words with her? Just take the magic weapon!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Casillas grabbed two scimitars and charged forward, displaying a fighting style quite reminiscent of Kamar-Taj.

"Hmph! You ignorant fools, you have no idea how powerful the force I wield is!"

The woman in black robes snorted coldly, and her scepter suddenly burst forth with dense dark energy, like a surging torrent, directly blasting towards Casillas!
No wonder he failed the exam; his skills are truly impressive!

Casillas sensed the terrifying power of this energy and dared not take it head-on, so he quickly dodged to the side.

Boom!

The energy struck his original spot heavily, causing the ground to tremble slightly and leaving behind a hissing, spreading, charred black stain.

The surrounding tourists screamed in fright at the sudden loud noise and strange phenomenon. The crowd panicked and scattered in all directions, but the process was extremely slow and not nearly as professional and swift as that of the citizens of New York.

Casillas swung his scimitar sharply, the blade slicing through the air towards the woman in black.

The woman in black robes raised her scepter, and a black magical shield instantly materialized in front of her, blocking the scimitar.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Casillas rushed in front of the woman in black robes, his scimitar condensing a golden magical energy, and slashed fiercely at her!
Just as Casillas's scimitar was about to strike.

Unexpectedly, the woman in black robes suddenly swung her scepter and sent Casillas flying!
Du Mu: "."

Are all the mages in this game this powerful in melee combat?
"Are you OK."

Du Mu helped Casillas up from where he was standing.

"It's nothing! I was just careless!"

Casillas forced the blood back down his throat and waved it off nonchalantly.

There was no way around it; he was too proud to admit it.

He boasted before setting off that he could handle things alone, but he was humiliated in the blink of an eye. The slap in the face came really fast.

Looking at Kaecilius, who was still stubbornly arguing, Du Mu was certain that Gu Yi had definitely released the sea, and not just any sea, but the entire Pacific Ocean. Otherwise, how could she have died at this guy's hands?

The woman in black robes did not stop what she was doing.

She sneered, raised her scepter again, and a surge of dense dark energy blasted towards the three of them!
"careful!"

With a wave of his hands, Mordo instantly conjured a massive golden magic shield in front of him, blocking the dark energy.

Du Mu was not idle either. He raised two golden Desert Eagles and fired them repeatedly at the woman in black robes!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!
Several bullets shot through the air, but were all stopped by the dark barrier in front of the woman in the black robe.

The woman in black robes was startled and instinctively took a few steps back.

She had only had the scepter for a short time, and as a modern human being, she was not yet completely desensitized to the instinctive fear of firearms.

Moreover, she never expected that a mage would use a weapon like a firearm.

Is this still considered a mage?
However, Du Mu's attack was not entirely ineffective.

The light energy attached to the warhead collided violently with the dark barrier, producing a sizzling sound and continuously dissolving the dark energy, causing tiny cracks to appear on the surface of the dark barrier.

"How can it be!?"

The woman in black robes looked surprised; her dark energy had actually been weakened!
Du Mu chuckled and said, "Isn't it a reasonable setting that the light attribute counters the dark attribute?"

The woman in black quickly calmed down and said coldly, "It's just a little bit of dark energy. We can have as much as we want."

As soon as she finished speaking, the lights in the exhibition hall suddenly went out, as if all the light energy had been drawn away by an invisible force. Even the visitors emitted faint light, which turned into streams of light that converged on the scepter in her hand.

The next moment, the dark barrier in front of the woman in black robes not only instantly healed its cracks, but also became even more solid and thick than before.

Du Mu's expression was strange.

What is this? Are you asking me to lend you everyone's light?

The problem is that you borrowed light, but you're replenishing yourself with dark energy.

Is it in this river?

(End of this chapter)