Vast! Magnificent! Shocking!
Although Lockhart said in advance that the movement would be somewhat large, covering the entire London, the guardian sorcerer had already made preparations in his mind.
However.
Although it only lasted 10 minutes, what happened in front of him gave Arnold, the guardian sorcerer of the London Sanctum, a great shock.
He asked himself, with his current strength, he seemed unable to create such a powerful effect.
When he was first enveloped by such a majestic dream power, his hair stood on end.
It was as if he had been dissected cleanly from the inside out.
Immediately, he summoned his magical power and enveloped himself, feeling somewhat safer.
And next, he saw a massive amount of information emerging on the light screen.
Arnold had to wonder, was he a little too old?
Why did he feel like he was behind an era?
Did sorcerers today have so many tricks?
Looking for traces of the fallen sorcerer was not only done with such a large formation, but more importantly, it was done with such delicacy.
Yes, it was exquisite.
Delicate and clever!
Instead of relying on huge energy to search rigidly, they collected information through various means and compared and analyzed it.
This process reminded Arnold of technology among ordinary people.
Like a computer.
Even though he was nearly a hundred years old, he could still keep up with the trends of the times.
In the past hundred years, almost every step of technological development had been under his sight.
Although in his eyes, compared to magic, technology had various shortcomings.
But there were still advantages.
For example, their careful thinking, logic that implied rules, and so forth.
Therefore, Arnold could be regarded as having a certain understanding of technology.
As for Lockhart, everything he did just now undoubtedly showed that the other party also had more in-depth research in science.
What happens when magic is empowered by science?
He didn't have any impression in his mind. He had even tried it before, but found that the two did not seem to be closely related or even seemed to conflict.
However, what he saw now gave him an answer.
To be honest, with his strong mental power, it was a bit overwhelming after seeing such a large amount of information surfacing for the first time.
However, he soon adapted.
At the same time, watching the massive amounts of information continue to emerge, he tried to thoroughly analyze all the space, time, energy trajectories, and more in London.
Even information related to the London Sanctum appeared repeatedly in it.
This made him feel fearful, which was an instinct as a guardian sorcerer.
He had to admit that in the entire London Sanctum, no one seemed to be able to beat Lockhart at this moment, including himself.
"Lockhart, what's the finding?"
Arnold walked to Lockhart's side, looked into his dark green eyes, and asked calmly.
There was such a big movement just now. Even though he got his permission, he guaranteed that Kamar-Taj would also send someone to inquire.
After all, the movement was indeed quite substantial.
Therefore, it was best to see results, which could at least serve as a justification.
"I found a lot of useful information," Lockhart replied affirmatively.
At the same time, the wand in his hand was slightly raised, and he gently pulled it out directly from his temple.
A silvery-white thread of memory slowly emerged.
Then, he made a slight circle with the wand in his hand, and the silver-white memory thread condensed into a ball of silver light.
With the wand waving, the ball of memory light slowly fell in front of Arnold.
As if he was no stranger to this, Arnold stretched his right hand forward and slowly closed his eyes, as if reading some kind of information.
Buzz!
In an instant, information flooded into his mind one after another, and Arnold frowned.
Because there seemed to be a lot of anomalies.
Especially in the past month or two, London had shown signs of chaos.
If it weren't for the information provided by Lockhart, he wouldn't even know that more than 50,000 people had disappeared in London in the past two months.
In two months, 50,000 people disappeared.
Not a single rumor was leaked.
One could imagine how powerful the mastermind behind the scenes was in the UK.
"Master Arnold, what we did just now made a lot of noise. I believe the fallen sorcerers also sensed it."
While Master Arnold was thinking, Lockhart was also analyzing and saying: "There is a very high probability that they will temporarily avoid it, and they will come out to commit crimes again when the situation calms down."
"This period of time is the most precious time we can gain."
"If in the near future, we can catch that group of them."
"Then I believe that these fallen sorcerers can't change the world."
Hearing this, Master Arnold paused and seemed to be thinking about something.
"What do we need to do?"
Having said all that, didn't they just need help from the London Sanctum?
"London is very big, as you can see. There are many anomalies. It is difficult for my people to investigate them all, and it is easy to waste time."
"For the fallen sorcerers, the sooner they are caught, the better, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
Arnold was silent about Lockhart's request.
He wanted to refuse, but didn't know how to say it.
After all, the London Sanctum also had its own responsibilities, and it was impossible to mobilize all its forces just to capture the fallen sorcerers.
However, when he thought about it again, within a month, nearly 50,000 people had disappeared quietly without any news.
Arnold couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.
"Yes, Lockhart, the London Sanctum will give you full support."
Castle of Dusk.
In the unknown space, majestic and chaotic energy stirred against each other.
The ancient castle located in the center had a deep yellow glow on its surface, and the majestic power of Dormammu clung to its exterior.
Any turbulent energy that approached its immediate vicinity became peaceful.
Then it flowed into the center and slowly disappeared.
It seemed that this ancient castle suppressed and continuously absorbed and transformed the chaotic energy in this space.
At this moment, in the hall of the old castle, fallen sorcerers wearing black robes gathered together, their voices were a little noisy, and they seemed to be discussing and arguing about something.
"London will be very dangerous next. I suggest abandoning London and developing from surrounding cities. After all, there are sacrifices everywhere."
"We must not leave London. London is one of the three weakest points in space in the world. Offering sacrifices here is the most effective. Leaving London is tantamount to destroying our arms."
"Why don't we stop the related activities first and take a look at how the London Sanctum has acted recently? Let's not be too anxious."
"No, it's impossible, you only have one chance..."
"..."
At this moment, because the dream world had suddenly come to London, all the sorcerers in London were expelled and returned to the Castle of Dusk.
They each had their own views and opinions on the next actions.
It seemed that no one could convince anyone else.
At this moment, suddenly...
"Quiet, quiet, everyone, quiet."
David's calm voice sounded, and all the fallen sorcerers present stopped talking and focused their attention on David, who was taking command at the front.
Then they saw the elderly man standing on their behalf.
The familiar dark atmosphere was flowing, and the unmistakable magic of hell made people vigilant.
This was no elderly man.
The difference was clear—this was Mephisto, the king of hell!
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