the end of the heavens

"I know, David is a fool indeed."

Balthazar nodded in agreement, and then said with a cold face, "Who are you, are you looking for me, or are you looking for David?"

"Bathazar, don't be nervous, I'm here to investigate the mysterious incident in Chinatown last night."

Russell said as he flashed his police officer ID to show his identity.

"You know me?"

Balthazar was very surprised, not to mention that he hadn't heard from him for ten years, even when he was free, he was wandering around the world, rarely revealing his identity to the outside world, so no one should know him.

"David told me."

Russell told the truth again, repeating the information that David revealed before: "I know you have been imprisoned for ten years, and I also know that there is an evil mage hiding in New York, and I know that the soul of a powerful wizard is sealed."

Balthazar was speechless for a long time, turned his head and glared at David viciously: "You idiot, what are you doing talking so much nonsense to strangers?"

"I can't help it. If I don't say it, he will arrest me. Besides, I thought you could clear his memory."

David looked aggrieved, and suddenly thought of something, and put up the silver ring on his hand: "It's not like I said everything, I didn't say anything about the ring of Supreme Merlin."

Balthazar: "..."

What a clever little ghost you are!

"Prime Merlin! Who is that, the magician in King Arthur's legend?"

Russell frowned. To be able to take the title of 'Supreme', even if it has nothing to do with legends, he must be a powerful mage.

"Just a bad old man, not an important person."

Seeing that Russell had heard the name of 'Supreme Merlin', Balthazar defined it as a wild magician: "Since you are also a mage, you should also know the unspoken rules that magic cannot be known to the public. The riots in Chinatown are my deliberate For this reason, to cover up traces of the existence of magic."

"Bathazar, the things in Chinatown are not important anymore. Now I want to know who Supreme Merlin is, and the ring in David's hand... Let me discuss it, can you show me?" Russell asked with a smile.

"What do you think!"

Balthazar narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to protect David tightly.

He accepted the entrustment of Supreme Merlin to find a new owner for the Dragon Ring. David was selected by the Dragon Ring and was the heir of Supreme Merlin.

"No other meaning, just take a look, in the name of the supreme mage, I promise to return it to you after reading it."

"Okay, if you can beat me..."

As Balthazar spoke, he suddenly opened his five fingers and waved forward, the air condensed into a ball, turning into a shell and whizzing down.

Snapped!

Russell didn't move his feet, slapped the air cannonball with his backhand, and reminded him friendly: "Master Balthazar, I just want to see the ring, and I don't plan to fight you."

Balthazar didn't speak, and put his claws on his side with both hands, rubbed out an ion cannon surrounded by electric arcs, and quickly pushed towards Russell's position.

Crackling!

Under the surprised gazes of Balthazar and David, Russell spread his five fingers to catch the ion cannon, and the plasma melted into his palm and disappeared.

"You are very powerful! I am Balthazar Blake, a level 777 magician."

After being slightly surprised, Balthazar reported his name with a dignified expression. It is not rare that there are mages who have cracked his two attacks in a row, but I have not met many mages who are as easy-to-use as Russell.

What is palpitating is that Russell has just made two shots, and he has not sensed any trace of magic.

Unbelievable, obviously only magic can fight against magic!

What the hell is a 777-level magician, a title or a level?

Russell complained in his heart, and said: "I am Russell, the supreme mage a long time ago, and I have protected the earth for many years."

"Sorry, Master Russell, I have never heard of your exploits."

Balthazar frowned: "With all due respect, if you want to use 'Supreme' as your mage title, you should be like the Supreme Merlin back then, and defeat all competitors to obtain this honor."

"Forget it, it's too bullying."

"Master Russell, please take back your arrogant remarks."

Balthazar was furious. Russell's contemptuous attitude insulted the supreme Merlin he respected so much.

"Okay, if you can take my trick..."

As Russell said, he unbuttoned his clothes and shook his wrist slightly.

Balthazar waited in full force, and asked David to stand aside. He tapped the air with his ten fingers, and pulled out strands of fine wind blades.

The air was heavy, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on Balthazar's forehead. Just like before, he never sensed any trace of magic on Russell's body from the beginning to the end.

This feeling is very bad, like facing a sharp blade that is about to be unsheathed, knowing that the opponent is about to draw the sword, but not knowing where the blade will fall.

The few seconds of waiting made Bartha feel like years. The more relaxed and comfortable Russell was, the more tormented he was, and a strong irritability rose up uncontrollably in his heart.

Suddenly, Balthazar's pupils shrank, and long-lost memories came to mind.

The last time he was so restless was when he had just become a magic apprentice and challenged his mentor beyond his limits.

With a blurred vision, Russell in front of Bathazar's eyes is infinitely magnified, and the high mountains are unchallenging.

"Master Balthazar, your mind is disturbed."

Russell raised the corners of his mouth, and his gaze passed over Balthazar to David.

He used telepathy to successfully interfere with Balthazar's emotions, but he failed to invade David before, indicating that the ring in the opponent's hand is indeed extraordinary.

I want to borrow it to study it.

"Master Russell, thank you for reminding me, I'm ready."

Balthazar adjusted his chaotic breathing, fixed his eyes on Russell's hands, tried his best to sense the fluctuation of magic power, and was ready to see the move.

On the sidelines, David felt the oppressive atmosphere, subconsciously took two steps back, stuck his head out from behind the corner, and silently cheered for his mentor.

A cold light flashed in Russell's eyes, and he slowly raised his left hand horizontally, clenched his five fingers into a fist and put it under his belly suddenly, and then took out 9 from his arms with his right hand at a lightning-fast speed, and pointed it at his face. The bewildered Balthazar pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Balthazar fell to the ground in response, his eyes full of doubts about the world. It has only been ten years, and the world has become so strange.

"Bathazar!!"