Castle of Dusk.
The fallen sorcerer David stood at the front, looking at the vigilant eyes of the sorcerers across from him. His heart was complicated, but when he spoke, his tone remained calm.
"I know what's going on in London is really big."
"But don't worry, everyone, the Castle of Dusk is capable of ensuring everyone's safety."
"No matter how powerful the sorcerers in the London Sanctum are, there is no point in them trying to find the Castle of Dusk."
Hearing this, the fallen sorcerers opposite nodded to express their understanding.
But their eyes still did not move away from the old man next to David.
Mephisto, the king of hell.
As sorcerers, they were quite familiar with his reputation. This might be the first time they met him in person, but they had all read about such a being in books before.
Cunning! Deceitful! Evil!
These words could be said to be understatements when applied to him.
The most recent time he had appeared was during the dimensional invasion that Kamar-Taj faced.
It could be said that Mephisto rarely showed himself.
Once he appeared, it basically symbolized chaos and the coming of death.
It didn't matter how big the event was or whether it would be successful, but death and blood were definitely in his wake.
At this moment, David seemed to see the vigilance in everyone's eyes.
"Come, let me introduce an old acquaintance."
"I believe everyone should know that this is Lord Mephisto, the famous king of hell."
David introduced him to the sorcerers.
And Mephisto seemed to know that his reputation had always been bad, but he just had a kind and gentle smile on his face.
It seemed that he wanted to use an elderly appearance to ease everyone's nervousness and vigilance.
"I have to express my special thanks to Mephisto."
"The power we obtained before was also due to our previous cooperation with Mephisto."
Hearing this, the fallen sorcerers whispered among themselves.
They all had the same purpose in leaving Kamar-Taj.
For chaos magic, for becoming dimensional gods.
Among them, David was the entire planner and had made a huge contribution, and they regarded him as their leader.
The results had also made them very excited. Not only had they obtained information related to the gods of chaos magic dimensions.
More importantly, they had obtained the original power of a dimensional god and part of his wealth.
Just like the Castle of Dusk now.
Of course, the most valuable thing was the power of origin, which directly helped them cross the most important threshold to becoming dimensional gods.
They knew that David might be cooperating with a Dimensional Evil God, whom they thought was Dormammu.
But they never expected that it would be Mephisto, a king of hell who was known to devour people without leaving anything behind.
"Don't worry, fellow sorcerers, I'm just a projection without any power. I'm just here to represent my main form to talk to you about our next cooperation."
At this moment, Mephisto said: "Given our good cooperation before, I think we can discuss further collaboration."
"Of course, I'm not forcing anything. Everyone cooperates to make the cake bigger, not for petty profits."
"I, Mephisto, swear in the name of the Lord of Hell that I will never betray my allies first."
After hearing this, David nodded slowly.
Trading with Mephisto was inherently risky.
Not only did he need protection, but the other sorcerers needed it even more.
Otherwise, even if he was the leader elected by everyone, it was very likely that he would be abandoned by his colleagues.
"Fellow sorcerers, I have a general understanding of your goals."
"And there is absolutely no conflict between what I want to do and your objectives—they even complement each other."
Having said this, Mephisto stretched out a finger and said to everyone word by word: "My condition is very simple, there is only one."
"Help me capture Gilderoy Lockhart. I want him alive!"
East London, a certain alley.
The bright sunshine shone through the white clouds, illuminating the street.
The alley at the corner, blocked by the surrounding high-rise buildings, still looked dim.
And in this slightly dark alley, lights of various colors lit up from time to time.
There were red flames, dark reds, turquoises, and all kinds of colors and patterns.
Because several sorcerers wearing dark yellow sorcerer robes were constantly waving their sling rings and performing magic.
At this moment, Wanda was holding a dark green magic book that was mostly opened, and was looking attentively at the location where the spell was cast deep in the alley.
She released her mental power and used the dream book in her hand to sense subtle spatial fluctuations.
On the pages, various words and patterns were constantly emerging.
It seemed that all the perceived information was being summarized, sorted, analyzed, and compared.
This was the Book of Dreams, an extended medium for Lockhart's dream world.
Anyone who held this book could connect to the dream world and draw on the power of dreams.
"The space traces that can be searched are very small, the time is too long, and the other party has done special cleaning before."
Looking at the analysis results given by the Book of Dreams, Wanda said with some disappointment.
After hearing this, the sorcerer opposite sighed lightly, but seemed to have been mentally prepared for it. He said, "Okay, let's go to the next anomaly point."
"Maybe we can find some useful information there."
Yes, as far as they knew, yesterday Master Lockhart had performed very powerful magic that covered the entire London.
He'd found all the possible anomalies and strange places in London.
What they had to do was actually to find these anomalies and analyze them closely, trying to search for traces of the fallen sorcerers.
Seeing this, Wanda waved the magic wand in her hand and opened a new portal based on the location indicated by the Book of Dreams.
However, this time, everyone was a little surprised by what was on the other side of the portal.
Because there was no building on the opposite side of the portal, only endless white clouds and blue sky.
Yes, the unusual point this time was at a high altitude above London.
The terrain was so different, which made some sorcerers look forward to it, hoping to gain something valuable. Otherwise, they might have to travel all around London every day during this period.
One sorcerer waved the sling ring in his hand and cast a levitation spell on himself.
Then he floated toward the portal.
After seeing all the sorcerers entering the portal and reaching the high altitude on the other side,
A playful smile appeared on Wanda's face, as if she had thought of something interesting.
With a gentle wave of the wand in her hand, a roll of maroon carpet slowly emerged.
Flying magic carpet!
Soon, in the eyes of everyone, a maroon magic carpet floated in the sky above London.
Wanda was holding the Book of Dreams and standing on the magic carpet with a smile on her face.
The Kamar-Taj sorcerer had a look of envy in his eyes.
Then, they saw the magic carpet slowly getting bigger, and an inviting voice came from their ears.
"Everyone, come here and see the quality of the magic carpet produced by our Vientiane World!"
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