I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

However, although time stopped, Mycroft was still conscious.

Including the giant dragon in the sky seems to be unaffected by this time stop.

It lowered its eyes and looked at the other end of the city, where a magician wearing magic robes was standing there.

He was young but handsome, with stars shining in his deep eyes, as if everything in the world was under his gaze.

He raised his hand, and huge magic power spread around.

And the thunder ball started to move again and fell to the ground.

This ball of thunder and lightning kept rolling, releasing strong electromagnetic pulses that paralyzed the entire city's electronic equipment. As it fell, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited, forming blazing arcs that illuminated the dark sky.

The whole world seemed to be trembling. There was a deafening loud noise, followed by a powerful shock wave that spread around, instantly destroying surrounding buildings, trees, and roads.

Huge cracks formed around the ball of lightning, as if they were about to tear the entire city apart. The buildings hit by the shock wave instantly turned into ruins, filled with smoke and dust.

All these scenes were revealed in the eyes of Mycroft and the people around him who still remained in the city.

Some people have even closed their eyes.

But soon, they discovered that they were not dead, and that the buildings under their feet and around them had not actually suffered much damage.

They opened their eyes in shock and looked at the smoke and dust in front of them. A great sense of fragmentation emerged from their hearts.

The world where they lived and the world where the thunderball fell seemed to have become two parallel but not intersecting time and spaces.

Although they can see everything that happens in that time and space, they are completely unable to affect this time and space.

"What a terrible magic."

On the warship, Leo mumbled absentmindedly.

"In an instant, an inner world was created that included the magic and the dragon."

"The other world?" Mycroft was a little curious.

"You can understand it as a parallel time and space, a different world." Leo whispered softly.

He fell silent, seeming to be thinking about how to explain the world of magic to Mycroft in a more common language.

After a moment, he continued.

"A napkin may look like just one piece of paper, but if you look closely, you will find that it is made up of many pieces of thinner white paper stacked together and can be separated.

The world is actually like this napkin. "

Mycroft understood what Leo meant, and he turned his head and looked in the direction the giant dragon was looking.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know him." Leo looked deeply, "But what I know is that there are no more than five people in this world who can use such magic."

Mycroft said nothing, but slowly raised his head and continued to stare at the storm dragon.

Uma's face showed a hint of interest, "Finally there is an interesting guy."

It looked at Daniel carefully with its vertical pupils.

"Your magic power is huge and you are qualified to be my opponent."

Daniel, who was standing on the tall building, smiled and said, "I can't beat you now. Your opponent is not me."

Uma narrowed her eyes slightly, but the next moment.

"Om~"

Along with the buzzing sound of the magic array, many magic arrays appeared around Uma.

The black chains stretched out from the magic circle and quickly wrapped around Uma's body.

Uma tried to break free of the chain, but frowned after it tried for a moment.

Because it found that it could not break free of the chain for a while.

Its power made the chain stretch straight, making a crisp sound, and the huge magic power spread around.

Then, the orange-red flames spread along the iron chain toward the giant dragon, gradually engulfing it.

Leo seemed to recognize the flames on the chain. He opened his eyes slightly, with an excited look on his face.

"He's here too!?"

"Who?" Mycroft quickly searched the sky, but no one else was found at all.

"One of the legends in the magic world." Leo's eyes glowed slightly, suppressing the excitement in his heart. "Since Merlin re-established the magic world, he is the oldest magician. He defeated the Dark Lord. , the savior who saved the magical world."

"The Dark Lord?" Mycroft frowned. He seemed to have heard this title somewhere.

correct

It is a story told by the magician named Locke who Sherlock met while investigating the serial murder case before the invasion of hell.

In his story, about a hundred years ago, a Dark Lord chose to lead a group of magicians to cause turmoil in order to resist the system at that time.

He plans to completely integrate the magical world with the human world, rule mankind with magic, and build a huge magical empire.

He is very powerful, like a dark cloud hanging over everyone's head. He alone is enough to challenge the entire magical world.

However, in the end, a magician defeated the Dark Lord and imprisoned him in the tower.

His name is

"Dumbledore?" Mycroft said uncertainly.

Leo nodded, "Albus Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts, the recipient of the Order of Merlin, and the strongest magician who stands at the top of the magical world after Merlin."

"Is this person still alive?" Mycroft whispered absentmindedly.

To be honest, when he first heard this story, he basically acquiesced that the magician no longer existed.

"More than a hundred years ago, so he must be over a hundred years old, right?" Mycroft couldn't help but ask.

"It should be more than two hundred years old." Leo said, "So he is also the oldest magician."

Mycroft opened his eyes. He had never seen anyone over a hundred years old in his life. It was a bit shocking to suddenly hear that a person could live for more than two hundred years.

"Are you sure you didn't admit it wrong?"

"It's not wrong, he taught me the same thing." Leo stared at the orange flames in the sky, "Such pure flames belong to him alone."

Soon, Mycroft saw a figure radiating light and wearing a magic robe slowly falling from the sky in the distance.

He has a long silver-white beard, wears purple robes, and a pointed wizard hat. His silver hair and beard are so long that they can be tucked into his belt. From this, you can tell that he is very old.

But his figure is very straight, tall and strong, and he doesn't look like an old man over two hundred years old at all.

Among the elderly people that Mycroft has seen, they will start to shrink after they are over eighty years old.

But at this time, Mycroft saw the "shooting stars" gradually approaching from the distance, glowing with a faint light.