"The dead bodies are gone, but from the fragments of clothes, you can still tell that they are all mage apprentices."
Su Ming turned the god killer back into a scimitar, picked up a blood-stained rag on the ground, and put it in front of his eyes to take a closer look, these are ordinary linen cloths, and formal mages basically wear silk.
Coupled with the fact that the blood stains on the rags had not completely dried, it indicated that the massacre had taken place not long ago.
On the other hand, this is good news, because the combat effectiveness of the apprentices is not very high, and what they can't handle doesn't mean that Su Ming can't handle it either.
But with the character of the Ancient One, it is impossible to watch her apprentice die so simply, but she is obviously powerless to stop it, why is this?
Holleway shook his head and looked up at the stairs leading to the top, which were also stained with blood: "What next?"
It's so scary than the witch's hut I've seen in fairy tales. ” "You didn't catch up with the good times, in fact, the ancient one master is still very refreshing."
Su Ming shrugged, dropped the rag and told a cold joke.
Of course, the bald head looks refreshing, but this stalk can only be understood when Holleway meets the ancient one.
The temple was very quiet, there was no sound of fighting, but it was this silence that made people feel very bad.
If you follow the style of general horror movies, everyone will have to go separately to find living people or clues, but Su Ming has always been a resolute resistor of the division of troops, and this situation is also investigated separately, it is really not far from entering the grave.
The temple is a small three-story building, with a basement on the first floor, and if you dig through the sewers, you will find the old distillery during the Su Ming Prohibition.
In the comics, the basement is the prison and boiler room, while the attic is Doctor Strange's living room, and the rooms on the middle floors are basically guest rooms or showrooms.
There are also a lot of space-folding fields, or passages to alien planets, and dimensional rifts, all of which are completely unclear where to go.
The structure in reality is completely unknown, but there should be no shortage of things.
It's still the time when the ancient one is in charge, and the mage Su Ming, who lives in the New York Temple, has never heard of it at all, and the ancient one only comes once in a while, and most of the time there is only one archmage here, a bunch of magic apprentices.
The plan was to find the mage stationed there, and ask them to send them on a trip to Kama Taj to meet the Ancient One, after all, Su Ming had also been neighbors with them for so many years, but he didn't expect this to be the case now.
"Let's go to the library on the second floor first, where is the teleportation hub and the reception room, and see if we can find the most important point, follow me."
Su Ming still remembered the last time he came to the temple, he had seen a lot of murals-like portals in the reception room, maybe someone would flee over there?
The doctor nodded, he also felt that it was better for the two of them to act together, at least they would not be driven crazy and suspicious by the too quiet environment.
The two of them walked up the stairs, and the wooden stairs were also silent, but there was a croaking sound of water when the blood on them stepped on.
The space was clearly magically expanded, and the inside of the building was much larger than it could be seen from the outside, but the reception room was similar to the front hall, all around it was a mess, covered in blood, and there were no corpses.
However, here, Su Ming found a clue, and he found that the magic items that were originally displayed here were still there, which showed that the intruders did not come to plunder the magic items.
Then the probability that the intruder might be a mage has been greatly reduced, as long as it is not against the inexplicable magic, Su Ming himself is still somewhat sure.
The most conspicuous display case was shattered, and the Cloak of Demon Float fell to the side, crushed by some broken glass and rotten wood.
Su Ming walked over and picked up the cloak.
This thing is the same as Su Ming's god killer, it has its own thinking, although it is more docile than a weapon, but it shouldn't be like this now, it hangs softly in Su Ming's hand, like a red bath towel.
"Cloak, cloak, you can't die, tell me, who killed the mages?"
The cloak is now just a piece of cloth, how could it be possible to answer him?
Even in its normal state, it can't speak.
Dr.
Holloway's eyes narrowed, a little skeptical of Deathknell's mental state, talking to a cloak, this is not what a normal person would do, right?
Why don't you keep looking for other clues?
He walked up to Su Ming and said in a deep voice, "It's breathing, mourn." ” Su Ming rolled his eyes, it has never been angry, okay?
I just wanted to see what was going on with the Cloak and tell it a joke to see if it could react a bit, but now it made me feel like a psychopath.
Su Ming waved his hand, signaling him to be on guard around him, he wanted to see what was going on with the Demon Floating Cloak.
It is now in this state, as if it has lost its energy support, and has become an ordinary object.
Su Ming himself doesn't know how to do magic, but repairing something to make it work again is nothing more than a process of trying all the means he can think of.
There is no magic, but there are quite a few items with energy on him.
First of all, try the god killer, it has the divine power of the god of fire, the god of fire is the god of forging, and there are thousands of magic items created by him, and there are estimated hundreds of magic cloaks and sheets, and the god killers also have self-awareness, maybe they can communicate?
He turned the Godslayer into a stick, wrapped it in a cloak and rubbed it up and down quickly, and could see the cloak explode with tiny sparks of electricity.
There was no other reaction, and even the thoughts of killing from the Godslayer were exactly the same as before.
Well, it seems that the divine power is not working, the communication of consciousness is ruled out, and the triboelectric is also ruled out.
So let's try X metal, the origin substance of the DC world, which contains extremely powerful energy, maybe the huge amount of energy can make it restart?
He plucked a bright spot from the Nightfall Sword and placed it on the cloak, and the substance that had been a metal particle immediately melted, wrapping around the cloak and emitting a burst of light.
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The bright silver light seemed warm and bright, and it felt much better in the mixed gray world, but soon the light faded away, and the X-metal turned back into a metal particle, resting on the cloak.
It can't be said that it didn't work, X-metal fixed some of the corners of the cloak and made it a lot cleaner.
But now it's still an ordinary cloak, well, go back and charge the Ancient One Master a laundry fee.
Re-put away the X metal, this thing is very valuable, if yes, not even a drop on the Justice League side.
Su Ming reached out to dig out the carrying gear behind his waist, he planned to take the black light battery to give it a try, this cloak is a dead thing, maybe it reacts to the black light?
But as he fumbled in his bag, he first touched some small balls.
The gems were given to him by Dr.
Manhattan back then, but no use has been discovered, and the only known information is that they are polymers of some kind of energy.
After a long period of fruitless research, he simply put it in the carrying gear of his uniform, along with the black light battery, which was usually useless.
But at this time, maybe it's the providence in the dark.
He took out one, tossed it in his hand, looked at the cloak in his other hand, and thought for a moment.
Then he put his hands directly together.
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