Chapter 11 The Ghost of the White Family (seeking investment!)

"Have you got it?" Salomon looked up and asked. At this time, he was hiding in a remote alley in Sellin Town with the panting little mage Wang. Regardless of the stench of garbage and vomit in the alley, he eagerly asked mage Wang.

"This is... this is my first time stealing something." Master Xiao Wang kept patting his chest, as if trying to calm down the heart that was almost jumping out of his throat. This behavior was still too exciting for him. But when he took a deep breath, he was choked by the stench in the alley and retched.

"In fact, our behavior is more inclined to robbery." Salomon blinked innocently, and he reached out and patted Master Xiao Wang on the back, "I hope no camera will take pictures of you, otherwise maybe the next time you go out There will be a few policemen in front of you. In view of the race issue, they may shoot with a little warning, so I suggest that we prepare protective spells before going out next time. What? Me? Don’t worry, I have been All covered their faces. Oh, I regret choosing this place, it stinks."

Near them, the crowd, recovering from the blinding light, continued to yell and Ricky White started yelling. Even though his eyes could not see at that time, the touch of the ring being taken from his finger was still very obvious. He felt a chubby hand grabbed his wrist without any explanation, and spread his palm forcibly , and then his ring disappeared. It was a White family heirloom, and when he wore that ring, he never suffered any misfortune, neither sharpening his pencils as a child nor shaving his beard as an adult. scratches.

And now, Ricky White has bruises on his wrist, which may be the worst injury he has ever suffered in his life.

A senator taking off his pants in public and a senator being robbed on the street have different weights. The former can be seen as a joke, and the scandals of politicians are loved by everyone, while the latter is a political figure. Security Question. As a result, the situation quickly escalated. The Salem police immediately controlled everyone present, including the reporters who did not know the truth and were still complaining about the freedom of the press. The police forcefully pushed these idiots who could not see the situation to the ground.

Salomon and Master Wang escaped unharmed because they left earlier, but if they are still wandering in Salem, it will be a matter of time before they are found.

"Here." Master Xiao Wang finally recovered his breath. He opened his palms and said in a low voice, "It's here."

This is a platinum ring with a huge pink gemstone. The base of the gemstone is a grid pattern. There are two smaller pink round gemstones at the front and rear ends of the oval pink gemstone. There are a total of four smaller pink gemstones inlaid between the bases of the shaped gemstones. These gemstones have a deep pink color. Salomon used his shallow gem identification knowledge to identify these should be pink diamonds. The weight of the gemstones on this ring is far beyond the category of "expensive". Even the gemstones on the pink diamond flower brooch of the Queen Mother of England are not as big as the gemstones on this ring.

"Okay, I think we can leave, put it in my pocket." Salomon nodded. Although he knew how to use the magic of the portal, it was a bit funny to say, but it was not when they came Use the portal instead of the coach. This is also a helpless move, because before obtaining a large amount of magic power of Weishandi, he can't use many spells of Weishandi's series.

Master Xiao Wang poked his head out of the alley, ready to take Salomon out of this ghostly place. He really couldn't stand breathing through his mouth anymore. He felt that if he stayed any longer, all the sandwiches he had eaten before would be gone. Spit it all out. When he waved back to signal Salomon to follow, he got no response.

He felt a cold breath clinging to his back, goosebumps spread on his skin, and he couldn't help shivering. This feeling is very familiar. He had encountered it once when he and Salomon got the ring in the British Museum.

"I knew it wouldn't be that easy." He murmured. Immediately afterwards, he heard a loud noise behind him, and was thrown forward to the ground by an irresistible force. When he hurriedly got up from the street and picked off the fallen leaves sticking to his face, he saw that the originally narrow alley had widened a lot at this time, and the stone bricks at the entrance seemed to be smashed by something average. And this situation is still going on, Salomon is hiding in the alley with his head in his arms, and the crushed stone bricks hit him hard from the side, from the height, everywhere, and he Unable to stop, he could only keep dodging, because there was something formless in the air that was venting its anger, trying to smash everything around it.

Of course, Salomon is also included.

The passers-by screamed, and the police also devoted part of their energy to come here. Master Xiao Wang ignored the eyes of others and the police who were facing an enemy, and shouted eagerly, "Come out quickly! Salomon, come out quickly!" come out!"

"No!" Salomon glanced at his surroundings. The skeleton-like ghost wearing old-fashioned clothes and wrapped in pink magic was hitting him with his body. He could only ignore the sharp broken bricks on the ground and hit him. Get out, dodge this attack.

"Infidels! Thieves! Warlocks!" The rotting faces of these ghosts showed no expression at all, and they shouted in a voice inaudible to ordinary people, "Give back what you stole from our family!"

"Flower Q!" Salomon raised his middle finger in his busy schedule, and fought back fiercely at the ghost. Of course, it was only spiritual, and he didn't have time to chant the spell at all. Those ghosts were not easy to mess with, taking advantage of Salomon's distraction, they slapped a whole brick on his back hard.

Against the falling bricks and stones, Master Xiao Wang rushed in. He pinched Salomon lying on the ground under his armpit and ran out of the alley.

"Are they still there?" He asked Salomon as he ran with sore legs.

"If... if you let me down... I can... kill...them!" Salomon's response was painful, and every time he said a word, his stomach would be strangled hard, This made it impossible for him to breathe normally.

"Easy, light, let me down!"

"No! Can't be here!" Master Xiao Wang said intermittently, "We can't expose the magic..."

"I...I thought...we...Kama Taj...not...the Ministry of Magic..."

However, these ghosts are not ordinary ghosts. They are different from the deformed, twisted and selfless ghosts in the British Museum. These ghosts live in the ring. Members of the White family, their power is much stronger than ordinary ghosts. On the way to chase Master Xiao Wang and Salomon, they not only smashed the glass of many shops along the street, shattered the asphalt road, and even overturned several cars to the ground, as if there was an invisible monster on the street Running wildly, there are ping-pong-pong sounds everywhere.

But in any case, the weakness of ghosts will never change, even for the most powerful ghosts. Fire and lightning are always the weaknesses of spirit creatures, and physical attacks caused by magic can also damage their bodies.

"This is it." Master Xiao Wang ran to a sparsely populated place, which was the gap between two abandoned buildings. The reason why he came to such a place was entirely at Salomon's own request. Salomon was in great pain and repeated it intermittently many times before he understood, and Master Wang didn't care about the fact that magic could not be exposed, so he could only choose the most remote place as possible.

When he arrived at the destination, he simply threw Salomon down and leaned against the wall to gasp for air. He felt that his lungs were about to burn, and the tinnitus and vomiting almost made him unable to breathe.

"Pa—" Salomon was slammed to the ground. The previous operation of Master Xiao Wang almost shook his brain. But he didn't have time to complain, he just stood up in a hurry, shook a few times, ignored the pain in his back and abdomen, and didn't even have time to pat the dust off his body, so he concentrated and began to chant the spell.

For the first time, Salomon felt that Karma Taj's melee lessons were useful, because it allowed him to get used to the pain, not just interrupting the spell due to injury. Casting spells in battle is something every mage of Karma Taj can do.

There is a magic that Salomon is particularly fond of. This magic releases the most primitive magic energy, and due to the particularity of the spell, unless the target uses magic to resist, otherwise this magic with tracking properties will definitely hit the target. target. This spell would be the spell of choice if a wizard faced an enemy of a non-spellcaster class and didn't know the target's weaknesses.

That's right, that's——

"Magic Missile!"

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