Chapter 79: The Magician Who Became a Mouse Seeking Recommendation Tickets

  At the end of the stone street, urgent footsteps and clanking armor sounds came. Immediately, countless mouse soldiers were seen running over, these mice also wore armor, but the weapons in their hands were no longer tree trunks, but genuine ironware.

  Hussein and Dadaniel were about to make their move, but Du Wei pulled back his companion, laughing: "Wait a minute, don't you think this is fun?"

  Those old mouse soldiers had surrounded them, but did not immediately take action. Instead, they formed a neat phalanx on the long street, blocking the way forward for the three people.

  Then the sound of bugles was heard, and the procession opened up. Behind it came seven or eight sturdy rats carrying a large stone slab on which sat a fat old rat who didn't look like anything at all.

  This guy has a whole body of gray fur, fat like a meatball, with a long pointed mouth and two whiskers on it, a pair of eyes that are very sharp, the eyeballs are rolling around, and what's funny is that he's wearing a high pointed hat on his head, and he's actually wearing a white robe!

  This attire is surprisingly similar to that of magicians in the human world... Could it be that mice are also magicians?

  "Humans! You are humans!" The mouse that was carried out jumped up from the chair, looking down at the three of them with a loud cry, its voice filled with surprise and excitement...and a hint of agitation.

  "Not bad, we are human." Du Wei said loudly: "May I ask, what are you? A mouse magician? Or a mouse general?"

  This big rat, as large as a meatball, puffed out its belly, looked around and shouted loudly: "I am the king's personally appointed prime minister! You should pay homage to me!"

  Du Wei sighed: "Sorry, we three people don't have the habit of saluting mice."

  As soon as the words were spoken, those mouse soldiers were about to rush up, but the old mouse prime minister stopped them. Then he rolled his eyes and laughed: "Humans who can come here are all strong, you're probably no exception either. However, you don't have to be too confident!"

  After finishing speaking, this old mouse prime minister stood up straight, two claws opened, it raised its head and quickly chanted a spell...

  That's right, it's an incantation! It's a magic spell!

  Du Wei's mouth opened wide as he stared at the mouse, who was chanting out a magical spell from its mouth - this mouse prime minister was actually a real magician... or rather, "a" magician!

  Du Wei immediately sensed the genuine and precious magical fluctuations, and suddenly a flame flashed on the stone slab in front of the three people, followed by a loud whooshing sound. A wall of fire burst forth from the ground, blocking their path! The flames were majestic and intense, with a faint roar, and the wall of fire spread out to both sides, immediately forming a circle of fire that surrounded the three people.

  The mouse prime minister's mouth was chanting incantations non-stop, and a circle of light popped out from its paws, instantly enveloping the three people. Du Wei felt his body tighten, and he blurted out: "Yi? Binding technique? Ah, fire magic plus binding technique... A mouse that can use magic!"

  "Attack!"

  The old mouse prime minister gave a loud order, and then large groups of mice appeared from the stone houses on both sides of the street. These mouse soldiers held bows and arrows made of twigs in their hands, and soon heard a dense hissing sound, countless wooden arrows shot towards the direction of the three people.

  Du Wei was indeed bound, but how could this magic possibly affect Hussein? The knight hummed and shook his arms, swinging his long sword in a circle. Under the golden aura, the arrows shot from all directions fell to the ground.

  The knight easily shook off the magical restraints, and a complex look of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the mouse prime minister, who immediately let out a shrill cry: "Quick! Kill them!"

  As he spoke, his two hands pressed down, and the surrounding fire ring suddenly shrank, instantly engulfing the three people in the middle. Amidst Du Wei's hearty laughter, he chanted incantations from his mouth, and two cold gusts of wind emerged from his sleeves, mixed with icy snowflakes, whistling towards the flames and blocking the fire on all sides.

  Hussein grunted, and with one hand casually patted the shoulders of Duwei and Dadaniel, immediately the two felt their bodies relax, and they could move freely again. Duwei raised his hands, and the incantation in his mouth chanted quickly, the fireballs on his fingertips flew towards that rat prime minister one after another.

  That old mouse prime minister's magical power was obviously far above Du Wei, seeing this lowest-level magician use the fireball technique, he seemed somewhat disdainful, hummed a sound after, and with a flick of his sleeve, several wind blades dispersed the fireballs, while Du Wei continued to chant the dizzying spell.

  He threw out the dizzying techniques one by one, and the dazzling light circles that could make people dizzy surrounded batch after batch of mice. Those mice fell down in all directions. Only the mouse prime minister let out a sharp cry, his robe puffed up, and suddenly chanted a few spells. The few strongest mice under him heard the spell and let out a shrill howl.

  These few mice suddenly began to swell all over their bodies, the muscles on their bodies bulged, even breaking through their fur, and they seemed to be unaware of the pain. Their mouths grew larger, revealing sharp teeth, and each of their heads increased by more than a fold. With a roar, they revealed their white teeth and blood-red eyeballs, pouncing towards Du Wei.

  Dadanier's bow and arrow had been shot out in a string, his archery was extremely good, the wolf-toothed arrow with Dou Qi shot out, one arrow could pierce three or four old mice, just like a sugar gourd string...

  As the transformed rats rushed over, Dathan stood in front of Duwei and kicked one of them with his foot, sending it flying out with a cracking sound. The rat got up again, baring its teeth and continuing to charge forward.

  Bloodlust Enrage?

  Du Wei's heart skipped a beat.

  Dadanier drew out his curved knife, and with a swift slash, cut off the head of a crazed rat. Then he shouted loudly: "Hussein! What are you doing? Quickly get rid of these big guys!"

  Hussein snorted and ignored those guys, but instead stared at the old mouse prime minister, smiled and took a step forward...

  Although it was more than twenty steps away, the knight suddenly appeared in front of the mouse prime minister with one step. The surrounding mouse soldiers did not notice that at this moment, Hussein's body was covered with mouse blood and flesh, extremely disgusting, and he stretched out his hand to grab the mouse prime minister.

  The mouse prime minister shrieked and rolled down to the stone slab, then quickly summoned a lightning spell. The electric light struck towards Hussein, but Hussein's strength was not to be underestimated. With a swing of his long sword, he deflected the electric light, which instead burned several nearby mice into black charcoal.

  Hussein's palm grasped downwards and struck a hole in the stone slab, and with one grasp, he lifted the old mouse prime minister from underneath.

  The surrounding mouse soldiers came to rescue, Hussein cut out with one sword, and suddenly a piece of blood and flesh flew.

  At this moment, those mice had almost overwhelmed Duvie and Dadaniel. Duvie had already cast a speed spell on both Dadaniel and himself. This magician also had to face the reality of close combat. Fortunately, his physical strength had increased a lot due to his training over the past few days. Although he was not skilled in martial arts since childhood, he had practiced the most basic swordsmanship with Robert Knight in the castle. His strength was far greater than those humanized mice, and Dadaniel provided cover for him.

  It was just those few rabid rats that were a real nuisance. Dathanriel killed two of them, but got scratched in several places himself, and even Duve's leg got bitten by one of the rodents.

  Don't get infected with the plague!

  Du Wei cursed in his heart, but Hussein caught the mouse prime minister, and that mouse prime minister let out a loud cry and fainted.

  Those few frenzied rats, without the magician's magical control, suddenly collapsed, and the surrounding rat soldiers, seeing their leader being caught, these rats apparently didn't understand what "courage" was like, let out a shout together, turned around and fled in all directions.

  Du Wei chopped down a few more, then threw away the dagger in his hand that was full of rat blood and flesh, shouting: "Disgusting! I won't get infected with the plague, will I?"

  "First kill this old mouse head......" Du Wei cursed and said: "Isn't it the Evil Eye Kingdom? Why does it feel like entering a rat's nest? Is the evil eye also a rat?"

  Hussein picked up the old mouse prime minister, raised his sword and was about to strike when the guy who had fainted suddenly woke up, saw the shining sword and immediately shouted: "Spare my life! Spare my life! Hero, spare my life!"

  Du Wei smiled and said: "What's your reason? Give me a reason to spare you. I'll count to three, if you can't come up with one, we'll kill you."

  "I have an eighty-year-old mother above and a three-year-old child below..." The mouse prime minister shouted.

  "Dui Wei remained unmoved."

  "I surrender, abandoning darkness for light!!!"

  "We don't need pet mice, okay?!"

  "This... I can work for you, I'm hardworking and thrifty, eating less than a chicken and working more than an ox!"

  "I have three servants."

  As the long sword was about to fall, the old mouse prime minister closed his eyes and shouted loudly: "I am also human!"

  "Wait!" Du Wei stopped Hussein's sword and stared at this old mouse prime minister: "What did you just say?"

  "I am also human... was." The mouse prime minister trembled with fear: "I used to be a human magician."

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