Chapter 105 Basement

Luther looked thoughtful. It seemed that this Latin, Will, was not in league with the evil wizard, but was controlled.

In this case, Luther needed to be more cautious in dealing with this Knight Will.

"I'm going to go up. Can you assist with magic?" Luther turned around and asked.

"Wait a moment."

Mr. Tel fumbled out an egg-sized round bead in his pocket, which glowed green and looked as dreamy as jade.

"……….."

Then, Mr. Tel recited a spell for about five seconds. Finally, a hazy green light came out from the round bead and enveloped Luther.

"Brute force spell!"

Mr. Tel let out a long breath.

Then he explained to Luther: "I am a wizard apprentice. Although I can use magic, I can't cast it instantly. This brute force spell is only effective for ten seconds."

The casting time is long and the effect is short. This is the style of wizard apprentices.

Luther had nothing to say about this. Ten seconds was enough.

Feeling the surging power in his body, Luther burst out the earth fighting spirit in his body, and rushed towards the three people who were fighting like a cannonball.

The two family knights were very experienced in combat, and they entangled Latin and Will tacitly. Luther clenched his fist and hit Latin and Will's chest fiercely.

With a "bang", Latin and Will's chest visibly sank, and Luther also heard the crackling sound of broken ribs.

Then Latin and Will fell to the floor, and the impact caused a big pit to appear on the floor of the hall.

"Although there is the wizard's brute force, this power is too great." The two family knights looked at Latin and Will, who fell to the ground and gasped like a dead dog, and were a little unbelievable.

For this next generation of Pompeii knights, their impression is limited to business genius. Even if they hunted the poisonous acid lizard last time, they later learned that it was Luther who used it as bait and killed the poisonous acid lizard with the power of three knights.

This time they knew that this next generation of Pompeii Knight was not weak in personal bravery, and might be able to compete with old Thor when he was young.

He was indeed of the Pompeii family.

The two family knights sighed deeply.

"Is there any magic fluctuation?" Luther turned to ask Mr. Tel.

"In the basement." Mr. Tel closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then said.

"Brazilian Knight, you take care of Latin Will. Knight Miss, you come with us." Luther said.

"Yes." The two family knights responded, and then the Brazilian Knight stayed to take care of Latin, Will, and Knight Miss, who was the user of Thunder Fighting Qi, followed Luther and Tel to find the basement.

Soon after, Mr. Tel opened a secret mechanism, revealing the door to the basement. Luther and the other two walked in.

The basement slowly extended downward in the form of stairs. As they walked down, the surroundings were shrouded in darkness, and the air seemed to gradually become a little cold.

The knights had night vision. They saw the white air in the air and knew that this hint of coldness was not an illusion.

Soon after, the three of them arrived at the basement together.

It seemed like an ice cellar. Whether it was the ceiling, walls, or floor, it was covered with a layer of frost. It was not this that made Luther feel creepy.

It was the six ice sculptures standing in the basement. These ice sculptures were round columns, white and transparent, which was not weird.

What was weird was that each column had a naked body of a woman.

The expressions of the women were very painful, as if they had suffered unimaginable torture in their lives, and their bodies were full of marks of claws and pinching.

They were obviously violated and abused in their lives.

The only thing that made Luther feel a little relieved was that there was no Miss Ruth among the six women.

Before this, Luther judged that Miss Ruth was probably in danger.

"This is the effect of the magic circle. The magic power runs automatically, which can maintain the cold environment here and keep the bodies of these women from rotting forever."

Mr. Tel said in a deep voice.

As an older wizard apprentice, Mr. Tel also thought he was well-informed, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he still felt angry.

How cruel a person is to do such a thing.

"How is it, is my artwork beautiful?" Amidst an elegant laugh, a handsome man came out from behind an ice sculpture in a wheeled cart.

The man was about thirty years old, very handsome, with a particularly good temperament and a noble elegance.

But from the way he appeared, he was a disabled person.

Luther would not look down on disabled people, but for the guy in front of him, Luther wanted to break his hands.

Such humans should not live in this world at all.

"You call these artworks?" Luther said in a cold tone that he had never had before.

"That's right. Look at the pain on their faces, and there is a hint of joy in the pain. Isn't this the most beautiful work of art?"

The handsome man looked at his work happily and showed an intoxicated look.

Luther no longer wanted to communicate with this guy, because this guy was a real pervert.

Judging from the layout of the surroundings and the words of this guy, there is probably no deep meaning behind this matter, just a pervert doing whatever he wants.

"Where is Miss Ruth?" Luther asked bluntly.

"Miss Ruth?" The handsome man's expression froze at first, and then he suddenly realized: "You mean the beautiful noble girl."

"I let her enjoy it for a while, and then burned it, planning to make another work of art. After all, the same work of art has been made too many times, which makes me a little bored."

A strange smile appeared on the handsome man's face, which was exactly the same as the strange smiles on Latin and Will's faces just now.

"What did you say!"

Luther's heart was lifted, and it was a little difficult to accept this result.

Because he had judged that Miss Ruth was in danger not long ago, and the ice sculpture of Miss Ruth was not seen here, which gave him hope again. But now the guy in front of him gave him despair.

His heart was agitated.

"Be careful of his charm magic." Mr. Tel exclaimed, his face was very ugly, and he cast a spell instantly, which meant that the mysterious wizard in the wheelchair in front of him was a real junior wizard.

"Fireball!"

"Ice Blockage!"

The handsome man showed a happy look on his face and cast two spells in succession.

With the surge of magic power, the air in the basement became colder, freezing Mr. Tel, Luther, and Knight Miss instantly.

Mr. Tel was just a wizard apprentice and did not have the ability to cast spells instantly. He could only feel his body gradually getting cold in despair, and even his blood seemed to be frozen.

Knight Miss tried hard to burst the thunder fighting spirit in his body, intending to dispel the coldness. Of course, it was effective, after all, the knight's body was extremely powerful.

But his ability to move was limited to a certain extent.

The key point is that a big fireball is currently floating towards Luther.

"Knight Luther!!!" Knight Miss couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, full of despair.

As the guard knight of the Pompeii family, the greatest humiliation for him is to watch the next generation of knights of the Pompeii family fall here.

This is a blasphemy against knights.

Miss didn't know if he would go crazy after Luther's death.

Knight Miss and Mr. Tel both regretted that their preparations for dealing with a wizard were indeed too simple.

This action was too rash.