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Seeing this, the man in black robe nodded with satisfaction.

This is a good thing. Offering this iconic item of Kamar-Taj to its master will bring you great rewards.

Then, he turned his gaze to the seven people lying on the ground, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

My Lord requires a sacrifice, and the best sacrifice is from the wizards of Kamar-Taj.

I hope that with the reward from my Lord, I can turn those two wizards into puppets. If that doesn't work, I will trap them so that I can successfully sacrifice them.

While thinking, the man in black robe touched the thick headphones on his ears and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

What era is this? We are still using ancient melee combat and modern technology. Do you understand?

Chapter 182 Infrasonic Weapons, Smart Villains (Second update, please subscribe)

Whoosh!

The black-robed Dormammu follower looked at the seven people lying limp on the ground, stretched out his hand and waved, and in an instant, a large number of ropes glowing with black light appeared, and with a whoosh, they tied up the seven people.

Then, the man in black robe waved his hand gently, and the seven bound mages floated in the air.

As the man in black robe walked towards the rooftop, the seven floating mages followed closely behind.

Soon, the man in black robe walked about 10 meters, pressed a button, and took off his thick headphones.

At the same time, John and the others also noticed that the buzzing sound in their ears disappeared, and their bodies began to slowly recover their strength.

They began to struggle, but unfortunately, their rings were taken away and their bodies were still tied up, so they had no ability to resist at all.

"Damn it, you bastard, Kamar-Taj..."

Woohoo!

John, who had just recovered some strength, cursed a few words, but the man in black robe raised his hand gently without even turning his head.

In an instant, there was a glimmer of light, and all the mages' mouths seemed to be glued shut, and they could only whimper.

Soon, the seven wizards floating in the air saw a large number of black lines appearing on the ground, forming a strange pattern. To be precise, it was a magic circle of sacrifice.

This made the seven mages of Kamar-Taj turn pale, and their eyes revealed fear.

They had learned that this kind of sacrificial formation was equivalent to sacrificing their souls to Dormammu, and at that time they would be unable to live or die.

Oh oh oh!

Instantly, all the mages whimpered loudly and struggled with all their might.

They did not forget that the instructor and Master Lockhart were right behind them.

This has become a life-and-death crisis.

If you don't show up at this time, something bad will really happen.

The black cannon man in front felt a little annoyed when he heard the continuous humming sounds from behind.

But looking at the sacrificial formation engraved in front of him, he waved his hand again, and the seven mages floating in the air landed at the core position of the magic circle.

This made the mages even more terrified. They encountered such a thing on their first mission.

Woo woo woo! (Instructor, come quickly, or someone will die.)

For a moment, the mages struggled hard, shouted continuously, and made a lot of humming noises.

After hearing this, the man in black robes showed a mocking smile on his face and shouted, "Stop shouting, no one will come to save you."

"Those two powerful mages have been trapped. Maybe you will see them later."

Then, the black-robed man added in a rather vicious tone: "In the way of dark puppets."

When Master John heard this, his mind was suddenly blank.

The instructor was trapped, how was this possible? Aren’t they finished?

Immediately afterwards...

Woohoo! (The instructor must be fine, he is just trapped, calm down and find a way out.)

John reacted and immediately shouted, reminding everyone to stay calm.

Unfortunately, most mages don't have the same mental quality as him.

Some monks felt despair in their hearts, while others, although not to the point of despair, were not much better off.

Sudden......

The man in black robe paused, frowned, and looked gloomy.

He felt that...the treasure bestowed upon him by his master was broken.

At this moment, John also noticed the change in the black-robed man's expression and immediately shouted.

Woo woo woo! (The instructor is coming. The instructor is coming.)

The wizard next to him also understood what John meant, and there was hope in his eyes.

The man in black robe saw the changes in the crowd, a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand to release magic power, blocking the mouths of all the mages and knocking them unconscious.

Prevent them from causing trouble.

As a villain, he is very self-aware and only says a few words of nonsense. Talking too much can easily lead to trouble, so doing things is more important.

Then.....

He pressed the button in his hand to activate the infrasonic weapon again, and at the same time, he sat cross-legged in front of the sacrificial formation.

Begin to silently recite the prayer mantra.

He just didn't believe that this group of melee mages could understand such cutting-edge technology.

Even if the other party can resist it.

But as long as they can delay for a while, they will leave immediately after the sacrifice.

Of course, he did not directly perform the illusion this time. If the other party saw through it, it would be even more troublesome.

..........

The space is broken!

Lockhart and Casillas reappeared in the living room.

This time, the living room was filled with brown-red bloodstains, as if a massacre had taken place there before.

Seeing this scene, Lockhart frowned, and Casillas took a glance and then released his mental power to quickly sense the breath of the new wizard.

These are a group of students that he is very optimistic about.

Nothing must happen.

Immediately afterwards...

Casillas turned his head slightly and looked towards the basement, where he had just sensed John's presence.

But soon, he forgot about it and headed towards the stairs.

"Walk."

Casillas turned his head and said something, then ran directly towards the stairs.

Lockhart followed closely behind, having a bad feeling.

Tatata!

The two of them stepped on the stairs quickly, and the sound of hurried footsteps sounded very hurried.

It was easy to pass by the 2nd floor, take a quick look, and go straight to the 3rd floor. After looking again, I found that there was no useful information, so I went directly to the 4th floor rooftop.

Lockhart looked around at the empty house, which looked as if it had not been lived in for a long time, and seemed to be lost in thought.

Soon, the two of them went directly to the rooftop.

At first glance, I found a man in a black robe sitting cross-legged in front of a magic circle. All the mages were unconscious and placed in the middle.

When Casillas saw it, his face darkened. How could he not know that this was a sacrificial formation of Dormammu's followers?

Without a second thought, he waved the hanging ring and a magic shield appeared.

At the same time, holding a long stick, he was ready to rush forward.

suddenly.......

Snapped!

"Casillas, look, calm down." Lockhart grabbed Casillas' arm and said quickly, "There is a problem. There is definitely a trap."

The other party had trapped them all just now, and now they were blatantly offering sacrifices in front of him. If there was nothing wrong, there would be something wrong.

Don't get trapped again. If the other party succeeds in the sacrifice, it will be troublesome.

The calm Lockhart thought of it in an instant.

At the same time, he released his perception and frowned, except for the large energy fluctuations.

It seems... Damn, why is there still a machine working?

In an instant, Lockhart complained in his heart that he, a wizard, had not yet started playing with technology, but the other party, a follower of the evil god, had already started playing with technology.

He said, how could seven wizards not be able to defeat even one follower of the evil god.

Damn it, I actually fell into a trap set by technological weapons.

Casillas was a little confused after being pulled by Rohat.

In his perception, there seemed to be no traps here, only the dark energy that continued to emerge on the opposite side, and it seemed that the sacrifice was about to succeed.

As for the so-called machine, he sensed it but simply ignored it.

Unlike Lockhart, he does not have a detailed understanding of technological items. The most he can do is surf the Internet and play with his mobile phone.

In fact...he felt that the thing looked similar to an air conditioner, with at most something like a speaker on it.

"Casillas, there's a trap."

"I come!"

After saying this, Lockhart pulled Casillas behind him and reminded him, "Get ready to close your eyes!"

Next, Lockhart contacted the contract.

Soon, a small snake crawled out from the arm, landed on the ground, and continued to expand its body.

It's.....the basilisk!

Chapter 183: Dormammu's followers' complaints

Click!Click!Click!

The originally slender basilisk expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, creating cracks on the rooftop and making cracking sounds.

When Casillas saw the huge body of the basilisk, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Then, Lockhart reminded again: "Casillas, close your eyes quickly and do as I say. Open your eyes when I say so."

Casillas was a little confused, but out of trust in Lockhart, he still did as he was told.

After seeing Casillas close his eyes, Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief, waved his wand lightly, and controlled the basilisk's invisible lens back into his hand.

At the same time, he closed his eyes and began to contact the basilisk through the contract.

He is not stupid. It is obvious that this Dormammu follower has extraordinary means.

Even the technological weapons have been developed, and you say there are no problems in the process. Is that possible?

The thought flashed through his mind, and through the contract, he began to control the basilisk to attack.

Roar!

The basilisk, having regained its original body, roared with excitement, feeling most comfortable with its normal body.

Then, feel the information emerging in your mind.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the machine not far away.

Roar!