Chapter 229: Find the target

After Su Ming roughly described Namor's affairs to him, the magic prince fell into a brief thought. Only the mechanical sound of the old pendulum clock could be heard in the room, and the rabbits in other rooms made the sound of feeding.

The city of London outside the window was drowned in rain.

"You mean the king of Atlantis has disappeared, and it will cause a change in the world line? Did Master Gu Yi tell you?"

He thought of the Eye of Agomoto for the first time, that gem could examine the endless timeline and possibilities, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages and make plans.

It is impossible for Su Ming to say that he himself discovered that the matter was separated from the original comic book. This secret can never be known to people: "Well, yes, that's it."

"Okay, let me try it. Do you have his belongings or hair and nails?" Monak cast his gaze on Su Ming, and his hand took out a black stone from his body, like A piece of coal.

"No... I know if his name counts?"

Monak's smile remained unchanged, but his head shook, and he sighed: "Magic is not omnipotent, and the ritual cannot be carried out smoothly without related things. I can indeed perform some operations to select the owners of these names. But that is at least tens of thousands of people with the same name and surname."

Su Ming's brain turned rapidly, sitting on the sofa and leaning forward: "But among these Namos, he is the only one who is closely related to the sea..."

Monak stunned, his eyes rolled: "You are right, this may be the only one among the Atlanteans. Wait a minute."

He took off the top hat, took out a rabbit from it, and confessed some unintelligible words to it.

"Huh, huh."

"Huh!"

Then the rabbit ran away and got into a small door on the wall. Soon, it brought back a glass of sea water.

Monak touched the rabbit's head, and the snow-white soft fluff appeared between his fingers. The rabbit seemed very happy too, looking at him with shiny eyes.

Then he strained his hands and snapped its neck.

There were tears in his closed eyes, and his shoulders kept twitching.

"Sorry for the price of magic. I just cast the teleportation spell and sent it to Bermuda and took it back. This is a positioning spell. Next, I will use the prophecy spell. I... forget it, don’t talk about it Topic..."

Su Ming didn't know what to say, so he nodded and motioned to Monak to help himself. He could understand the grief of killing his own child by himself, but in fact, it was just a rabbit.

Murder is a trivial matter to Su Ming, let alone a rabbit dies, do you expect him to be sad?

But Monak had already hypnotized himself deeply. What he saw was completely different from Su Ming. He seemed to have just killed a person, and that person was still his child. His rational ability to distinguish rabbits, but psychologically, was different.

So Su Ming gave him some time to calm his mind.

After a few minutes, Monak, who had recovered, continued the magic. He took a few drops of seawater from the water glass with his fingers and dropped them on the black stone. A large pile of animal remains were placed around, such as frog legs. And things like bat wings.

Then he began to recite a series of mantras in a language that he didn't understand, and his hands changed various gestures.

A purple-black illusion of the earth emerged from the stone, a form made of light, like a magical version of a holographic projection, but with a gloomy atmosphere.

The temperature of the room also dropped a few degrees, and the power of black magic always gave people a bad feeling.

But the magic worked, and a lot of small spots of light lit up on the black earth, shining like fireflies in the dark night.

"The good news is that you have found the person you said." Sweat slipped from Monak's head, and the magic was very laborious to maintain: "The bad news is...he is everywhere."

"You mean to divide the body after death?"

Su Ming raised an eyebrow. If Namor dies and Gu Yi doesn't care about the world, then no one can restrain the U-Devil.

"No, these highlights may be true or false, they may be the Atlanteans with the same name and surname, it may be other sorcerers who are interfering with my spells, or the person you are looking for has been divided by magic. Soul and body." Monak saw that the death knell had recorded all the locations, removed the magic, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat, and took a sip from the wine glass: "But these are all alive, this spell will only Locate creatures."

Su Ming recalled these locations where Namor might exist in his mind, and found that it was a journey around the world, so he had to think about it.

"Can magic divide the human body and keep him alive?" Holloway asked, and he felt that his worldview was about to break.

He is a surgeon, knowing that if a person lacks any parts, he may die from hemorrhage, but now he hears the same saying as building blocks.

"Yes, magic can do it, and many spells can do it." Monak admitted frankly that the mages had indeed done this more than once.

Holloway touched his moustache, as if reminiscing: "When I was a child, I saw a talking head in a circus. It was in a glass jar. I thought it was fake. Something like under the counter."

Monak raised his glass and the two toast. He was a little depressed and needed the comfort of alcohol: "Some of them are fake, but many of the Gypsy circuses are real. People with the ability to cast spells are also They are called sorcerers, and they sometimes lose some of their collections, most of which have their heads."

"Haha, it sounds like a Celtic custom." Holloway drank his drink and curled his lips helplessly. He found that the magical world actually retained a lot of barbaric traditions.

The ancient Celts had the habit of collecting other people's heads. They had only one necklace on the whole body as armor on the battlefield, and their bodies were naked and covered with isatis blue paint, and they rushed towards the enemy with a strange name.

But when they go home, they will bring back their enemies' heads, pickled in lime, and give them to their wives at home as gifts. Whoever brings more will be more powerful.

Wives will compare each other with more dead heads, just like the number of designer bags and high heels today.

In their legends, if you are a true warrior and cut off the enemy’s head fast enough with the flame sword, then the enemy’s head will live and become a talking head.

Talking heads have many functions. At the time, the main function was said to be weather forecasts. Legend has it that they could predict the arrival of a storm or the duration of a drought.

If you had a talking head at that time and you brought it home to your wife, you would become a celebrity in the nearby village, no less than the dragon-slaying warrior in the myth.

You can serve as the village chief, annex surrounding villages, build a town, command hundreds of people, and reach the pinnacle of life...

Monak shrugged his shoulders. For Holloway, it was a story and legend. In fact, it is not uncommon in the magic world. Celtic legends are also true, but the abilities of those talking heads are not prophecies. The weather, on the contrary, is more like a curse that the weather is getting worse.

"All in all, there are several possibilities."

When Holloway was chatting with Monak, Su Ming quickly drew a map based on the memory in his brain. A map of the world may have deviations in details, but the key bright spots are marked accurately.

"All right, then find this guy. If it's a sea clan with the same name and surname, throw it back into the sea. If the enemy interferes, kill the enemy. If Namor is broken, put him together and let him stay away from the land. ."

Monak had no objection. After receiving Gu Yi’s message, he was ready~www.NovelMTL.com~ He just wanted to save more people: "I thought you were looking for friends."

Su Ming stood up, shook his head, buttoned his helmet, and the symbiote began to spread on his face, both of which made his voice more deep and terrifying than before.

"Trust me, normal humans would not be willing to be friends with him. He hates humans. After this incident, he will probably hate them even more."

In fact, Su Ming has already begun to consider whether to simply find Namor's parts and destroy them directly, but considering the uncontrollable effects that may be caused in the future, he gave up.

Throwing Namor back to the sea and letting him manage the people on the bottom of the sea is the most advantageous option.

If u demon doesn't die, Namor can't die. His blood and rule are still useful now.

Namor also has a weakness, that is, in his heart Atlantis is above all else, and when Su Ming gains the power that can directly threaten all the people on the seabed in the future, he will not help Namor.

Now, let's play a good person first...

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