After Su Ming gave him a general description of Namor, the Magic Prince fell into a brief thought, and all he could hear in the room was the mechanical sound of an old pendulum clock, and the sound of rabbits eating in other rooms.
Outside the window, the city of London was drowned in the rain.
"You're saying that the king of Atlantis is missing, and that it will cause a change in the world line?
Did the Ancient One tell you?
” He immediately thought of the Eye of Agomoto, a gem capable of examining endless timelines and possibilities, avoiding disadvantages, and making plans.
It is impossible for Su Ming to say that he discovered that things were out of the original comics, and this secret can never be known: "Well, yes, that's it." ” "Okay, I'll try, do you have any of his belongings or hair nails or anything like that?"
Monak looked at Su Ming, his hand pulling out a black stone from his body, like a piece of coal.
"Does it matter if I don't know his name?"
Monak's smile remained the same, but his head shook and he sighed: "Magic is not omnipotent, and it is impossible to carry out the ritual smoothly without related things.
I could do something to elect the owners of these names, but that's at least tens of thousands of people with the same name and surname. ” Su Ming's brain spun rapidly, and he sat on the sofa and leaned forward: "But among these Namor, he is the only one who has a close connection with the sea."
Monak was stunned for a moment, and his eyes rolled: "You're right, there may be this Namor among the Atlanteans, wait a minute." ” He took off his top hat, took out a rabbit from it, and confessed a few words to it in a language he did not understand.
"Boom, boom."
"Huh!"
Then the rabbit ran away and got into a small door in the wall, and soon it brought back a glass of seawater.
Monak touched the rabbit's head, and the soft white fluff peeked out from between his fingers, and the rabbit seemed to be happy too, looking at him with shining eyes.
Then he slammed his hands and snapped its neck.
Tears welled up in his closed eyes, and his shoulders twitched.
"I'm sorry, the price of magic, I just cast a teleportation spell to send it to Bermuda and pick it up, it's a positioning spell, and I'm going to use a prophecy spell next, I'll forget it, don't talk about this topic" Su Ming didn't know what to say, so he could only nod and signal Monak to take care of himself, he could understand the grief of killing his own child with his own hands, but in fact, it was just a rabbit.
Killing people is a trivial matter for Su Ming, not to mention that a rabbit dies, can you expect him to be sad?
But Monak had already hypnotized himself deeply, and what he saw was completely different from Su Ming, he was like he had just killed someone, that person was still his child, his rational mind was distinguishing rabbits, but psychologically it was different.
So Su Ming gave him some time to calm down.
After a few minutes, the recovered Monac continued his magic, dipping a few drops of seawater from his finger from the glass and dripping them onto the black stone, placing a large number of animal stumps around, such as frog legs and bat wings.
Then he began to recite a series of incantations in a language he did not understand, and his hands changed with 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 more eerie aura.
The temperature of the room has also dropped by a few degrees, and the power of black magic always gives a bad feeling.
But the magic worked, and the black earth lit up with small dots of light, shining like fireflies in the night.
"The good news is that you've found the person you said."
Sweat was running down his head and the magic was very strenuous to maintain: "The bad news is that he's all over the place. ” "You mean dismemberment after death?"
Su Ming raised an eyebrow, if Namor died, and Gu Yi didn't care about worldly things, then no one would be able to restrain the U Demon at all.
"No, there may be real or false in these highlights, it could be an Atlantean with the same name and surname, it could be another wizard interfering with my spells, or it could be that the person you're looking for has been magically split between soul and body."
After seeing that Knell had written down all the locations, Monak withdrew his magic, took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and then took a sip from his wine glass: "But these are all alive, and this spell will only locate living beings." ” Su Ming recalled in his mind these places where Namor might have existed, and found that it was simply a trip around the world, and he had to think about it.
"Can magic split a human body and keep him alive?"
Holiday asked, feeling like his worldview was about to shatter.
He was a surgeon who knew that a person could die from massive blood loss if he missed any part, but now he heard the same thing as building blocks.
"Yes, magic does, many spells do."
Monak admits that the mages did do this more than once.
Holiday touched his mustache as if to recall something: "I saw a talking head in the circus when I was a kid, in a glass jar, and I thought it was fake, the kind of person hiding on the counter."
Monak raised his glass to toast to the two of them, his mood was a little low, and he needed to be comforted by alcohol: "Some are fake, but many of the circuses of gypsies are real, and people with spell-casting abilities are also called wizards, and they sometimes lose some of their collections, most of which are heads." ” "Hehe, that sounds like a Celtic custom."
Holleway drank his drink and pouted helplessly, discovering that the wizarding world actually retains many barbaric traditions.
The ancient Celts had a habit of collecting other people's heads, and when they went into battle, they only had a necklace as armor on their bodies, and their bodies were painted with woad blue paint, and they rushed at the enemy with strange screams and wild dances.
But when they returned home, they would bring back the heads of their enemies, pickle them in lime and give them to their wives at home as gifts, and whoever brought more would be more awesome.
Wives also compete with each other to see who has more dead heads, just as they compare the number of designer bags and heels today.
In their lore, if you are a true warrior and chop off the enemy's head fast enough with a flaming sword, the enemy's head will come alive and turn into a talking human head.
Talking heads had many functions, but the main function at the time was said to be weather forecasting, and legend has it that they could predict the arrival of a storm or the duration of a drought.
If you had a talking head and brought it home to your wife, you would have become a celebrity in the nearby village, no less than the mythical dragon slayer.
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You can serve as the head of the village, annex the surrounding villages, build a town, command hundreds of people, and reach the pinnacle of life Monak shrugged his shoulders, for Holleway it was a thing of story and legend, it was not uncommon in the wizarding world, and Celtic legends were true, except that those talking heads had the ability not to predict the weather, but more like cursing the weather for worse.
"All in all, there are several possibilities."
While Holleway was chatting with Monak, Su Ming quickly drew a map according to the memory in his mind, a map of the world, there may be deviations in the details, but the key highlights are marked accurately.
"Okay, then find this guy, if it's a sea tribe with the same name and surname, throw it back into the sea, if it's the enemy interferes, kill the enemy, if Namor is broken, put him together, and then keep him away from the land."
Monak had no opinion, he was ready after receiving the message from the ancient one, he just wanted to save more people: "I thought you were looking for a friend." ” Su Ming stood up and shook his head, buckled his helmet, and the symbiote began to spread across his face, both of which made his voice even deeper and more terrifying than before.
"Believe me, a normal human wouldn't want to be friends with him, he hates humans, and after this incident, it's estimated that he will hate it even more."
In fact, Su Ming had already begun to consider whether to simply find Namor's parts and destroy them directly, but considering the uncontrollable impact that might be caused in the future, he still gave up.
It is the most advantageous choice to throw Namor back into the sea and let him manage the people at sea so as not to cause trouble recently.
If the demon does not die, Namor cannot die, and his bloodline and dominion are still useful.
Namor also has a weakness, that is, in his heart, Atlantis is above all else, and when Su Ming gains the power to directly threaten all the undersea people in the future, he will not be able to Namor.
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