"and......"
Nan Tong originally wanted to say that the other party's methods were so sophisticated that even His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh did not notice.
You know, in the past, His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh could "sense" the enemies who set foot on the land of Holy Egypt.
He was even able to tell Nan Tong that several enemies had entered Holy Egypt.
But this magician is different.
If Nan Tong hadn't noticed, everyone would have thought that he was a member of Holy Egypt.
Nan Tong now only knew that the enemy must be a very powerful figure, or at least their opponent was a very powerful kingdom or civilization.
After all, there are only a handful of people like the Great Magician of the Full Moon.
But there seems to be no such existence on this continent.
At least according to what Nan Tong currently knows, this is indeed the case.
So, in his opinion, the enemy might come from another continent.
But in the end, Nan Tong didn't finish his words. He just felt that this matter was of great importance.
If you talk too much, you will lose.
Of course, the Pope did not continue to ask questions. After all, that was an enemy imprisoned under the palace.
He is a terrible enemy and a serious criminal.
He just followed Nan Tong in silence until they entered the dungeon.
Soon, they heard another voice.
But strictly speaking, that is not the voice of a "human".
Not human.
“…Damn it!”
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, please forgive my incompetence!"
"There seems to be some kind of barrier inside his body. If I force my way through it, his brain will completely collapse."
"He will lose all his memories, and his mana may even flow backwards."
"I'm afraid we'll have to wait... Oh, here they come."
When the succubus saw Nan Tong and another person coming, the slightly worried expression on her face immediately disappeared.
Lin Ke turned around and saw Nan Tong and the Pope.
"You two have arrived just in time."
"I summoned you two here today to learn about this person's true identity."
"The magic he performed today was not the desert magic of my Holy Egypt."
"This kind of high-temperature magic is extremely rare on the mainland."
"Nantong, the Pope, come forward."
Lin Ke took a step back and asked Nan Tong and the Pope to come to the young man so that they could use their magical powers to check him out.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"Of course! Great! Your Majesty the Supreme Holy Pharaoh!"
The two men responded and stepped forward.
They came to the young man, cast a little magic, and began to use magical power to examine the unconscious young man's body.
After just a few seconds, the Pope stopped.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, the one who cast the spell on the young man must be extremely skilled."
"I am only at the level of a great star magician, so I'm afraid I still have to rely on Master Nan Tong."
"If Lord Nantong can find out something, I might be able to provide you with some help."
The Pope bowed and took a few steps back to make room for Nan Tong.
Lin Ke nodded slightly, and he turned his gaze to Nan Tong.
But even Nan Tong frowned slightly at this moment.
Not only that, beads of sweat actually appeared on his forehead.
The succubus and the pope narrowed their eyes slightly, and the other widened his eyes slightly. They could clearly sense that Nan Tong had now exerted almost half of his magical power, and he seemed to be fighting against some invisible thing.
At this time, Nan Tong's mind had entered another realm.
"Show yourself."
"I can sense your evil power."
"How dare you use such evil magic on our sacred land."
"After all, you can't hide it from me, let alone the great king of Holy Egypt."
"Your plan has been shattered."
"If you continue to hide, His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh will certainly pursue you forever."
Nan Tong cast magic in the dark space.
Dust surrounded him, and Nan Tong in this magical space was like a god.
"I've sensed you."
"I am the personal magician of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"How dare you perform such evil magic, yet dare not show yourself?"
Nan Tong shouted into the dark space. There was darkness in front of him and he felt as if he was facing the abyss.
However, he was not afraid of it at all.
He could feel the other party's power. It seemed that the Full Moon Magician had something like a "soul" here.
In Nan Tong's opinion, or from the perspective of Holy Egypt's culture, this method of separating the "soul" is completely sorcery.
He seemed to have an independent consciousness here, and the power of about half a full moon magician.
"You can actually sense me?"
Nan Tong just frowned slightly when he heard the voice.
Because, what emerged from the darkness was a woman's voice.
"Your magical realm has actually reached the level of the Great Sun Magician?!"
"How is this possible!"
In the darkness, gusts of cold wind blew.
"You should always stay at the level of the Full Moon Grand Mage!"
“How did you do that?!”
"Why do you have such magical powers?!"
"That's impossible!"
The wind grew colder, but Nan Tong remained calm.
"Tell me your name."
"You should understand what it means to stand against the great Holy Pharaoh."
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