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Chapter 227: The London Temple


The portal to the London Temple is easy to find, and although the building has collapsed, the three portals are still standing in place, like a monument in the ruins.

The mages were busy rescuing the wounded and repairing the building, and seeing the two of them often only threw a hurried glance.

Standing in front of a row of portals, Su Ming observed a little, and the one with the characteristics of the Celestial Empire on the other side of the door should be the Hong Kong Temple, and the incense burner and guqin all illustrate the problem.

And the New York temple he had been there before, and now it was full of blood.

So the view across the door is completely unfamiliar, and that is the London Temple.

The two of them walked through the golden ring of fire, and the ruins under their feet instantly turned into a solid wood floor.

Graceful and luxurious, this is the first image of the London Temple.

The tall dome is made entirely of marble, the ornate crystal chandelier makes the temple as bright as day, and the calm but subtle decorations fill the room, reflecting the strength of the old empire.

A mage with a long white beard was waiting for them, looking somewhat like Gandalf of the Rings, very old, with wrinkles and age spots on his face and hands, and wearing a brown robe.

He was supposed to be some archmage, but in order to guard the London Temple, he did not participate in the battle of Kama Taj just now.

The three sanctuaries need to be guarded at all times to prevent people like Dormammu's from taking advantage of it.

His attitude was friendly, as if he had known him for a long time: "Welcome to the Holy of Holies in London, unfortunately the weather has not been good lately, and it is not suitable for sightseeing, but I can lend you an umbrella." ” "Thank you."

People are very polite, but Su Ming doesn't have time: "There is no need for sightseeing, we still have business here." ” As if the war in England had nothing to do with him, the old mage just nodded calmly and led them to the gate.

He waved his hand, and two black umbrellas flew out of nowhere, and he smiled and handed them to the two of them.

"I have received a message from the Supreme Mage, and I know your intentions, but I can't leave the sanctuary, I'm sorry, so I'll have to let you find it yourself."

"It's okay, can you give me an address?"

"That's the magician's residence, so you can't see the address given it."

The old mage smiled and stroked his beard, and the wrinkles on his face were all huddled: "But there is a better way than an address, you go out and walk along the street to the left, smell the stench, close your eyes and turn left, and hit the wall." ” stink Su Ming's expression was very strange, if any magic users could be equated with the smell, it was mostly shamans or witch doctors, they were more secluded than magicians, could they really make sense of them?

But he didn't say much, just smiled and thanked the old mage, and then opened the door.

"Wow" "Buzz" "Bang!"

He closed the door again.

It was a typhoon outside, and as soon as he opened the door, the heavy rain instantly soaked him, and he also saw a tree flying sideways at high speed outside the door, crashing into a wall next door.

That's what you're saying about the weather isn't so good?

Su Ming looked at the old mage with dead fish eyes, and always felt that this guy seemed to be snickering in his heart, like playing a prank with a blackboard eraser on the door.

No wonder the ancient one asked him to stay in London to guard the temple, this guy is really uncomfortable going to war.

"Ahem."

The old mage tightened the corners of his mouth vigorously, as if he was holding back a smile: "Just remember to use the umbrella, there is a magic circle on the umbrella, which can protect you from wind and rain." ” "I won't return the umbrella, goodbye."

Su Ming put on his helmet, opened his umbrella, and pulled Holleway into the terrifying wind and rain.

I can still vaguely hear the old mage's farewell: "I often come as a guest!"

” It's impossible, the London Temple is completely unreliable, and it is impossible to come back until the mage is replaced.

The two of them walked in the rain, the effect of the umbrella was good, I don't know how to steal whose power it was, in short, on the street where the rain had turned into a sideways fly, the two of them did not feel any wind and rain.

But can you really smell it when it's so strong?

The answer is yes.

After walking a few hundred meters along the street, Su Ming keenly smelled a foul smell, even the strong wind outside the umbrella did not affect the smell.

The stench was already like substance, like a sticky swamp, enveloping the two men on the street.

The specially modified helmet of the death knell can isolate poisonous gases, but it must retain the ability to detect smells, this is for combat considerations, it is dozens of times more expensive than ordinary gas masks, and there is not enough technology to repair or upgrade at this point in time on Marvel's side, but now Su Ming is beginning to think about whether to add a switch to this function?

"This stinks, doesn't it?

The surrounding residents are miserable. ” Living in a foul-smelling neighborhood and not being able to find a place that emits a foul smell, the place where Hollerway works, the sanatorium full of the smell of urine, is a paradise on earth.

The doctor also covered his nose and replied in a sullen voice: "It's like a zoo." ” "Phew, that's it, anyway."

Su Ming sighed and looked at the cyan wall through the dense rain line: "Close your eyes and follow me." ” With the same feeling as when they first entered the New York Temple, the two of them passed through a magical shield.

A small three-story building, like a separate wooden house sandwiched between the surrounding brick buildings, has no wind and rain in front of its door, but correspondingly, the smell is stronger.

Before Su Ming knocked on the door, the door opened automatically, and suddenly it seemed to be a puff of black smoke pouring out, and the smell was so spicy that Holleway burst into tears.

"Ahem!

Which master is inside?

Please come out and talk, okay?

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"Su Ming didn't dare to enter this house, it was really the most effective anti-theft method, wouldn't there be a dung pit under the carpet at the door?

Master, you quickly collect your supernatural powers and come out to speak As soon as he finished speaking, a figure floated out of the room.

He looked like he was about thirty years old, dressed in a neat gentleman's three-piece suit, a white waistcoat, a white shirt, a black suit, and a black bowler hat on his head.

He carried a black wooden cane in his hand, a well-groomed mustache, a smile on his handsome face, and a sparkle in his dark eyes.

"Welcome, welcome to the Humble House."

He spoke enthusiastically as he magically tied his white bow tie.

He was very clean and refreshing throughout, which was incompatible with the smell of this house.

Well, at least then you don't have to worry about contagion when you shake hands "Come on, please come in and have a drink, it's not going to be a good day, is it?"

The mage shook hands with the two of them, moved out of the doorway, and motioned for them to come into the room and talk.

"Uh, is there magic that blocks out the sense of smell?"

Su Ming decided to say it directly, otherwise this house would really not be able to enter.

There was no hint of embarrassment on the mage's face, but he admitted with a smile: "You reminded me that I have always maintained breath-holding magic, a small magic I learned from the East, it is very simple. ” He raised his cane, let it float in the air, and began to recite the incantation, perhaps to show no malice, that the incantation was pronounced.

But neither Su Ming nor the doctor knew magic, and probably only the magic cloak could understand, but out of trust in the introducer Gu Yi, Su Ming still took off his helmet and made the magic work on himself.

Almost in the next second, both Su Ming and Holleway lost their sense of smell.

I couldn't smell anything, and the whole person was relaxed.

When I walked into the house, I found that the room was actually very clean and tidy, although it could be seen that it was a place where a bachelor lived, but it was the same as ordinary people's lives, and there was no trace of magic.

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