In fact, for Saber himself, there was nothing bad about staying in Kamar-Taj. Except for the restriction of freedom, he didn't have to worry about anything else. The most important thing was that he could repair his body here, which was the first priority in Saber's heart.
And on the afternoon of the day after Kamar-Taj's recovery, Mage Modu and the recovered Mage Hamil each led a team of mages to leave Kamar-Taj through the portal of the Sanctum.
Saber watched the whole process. Just below Ancient One's meditation room, there was a dark room with three gates leading to the three Sanctums. It was said that this was set up by Ancient One himself. It was a magic stronghold that has been around for more than 700 years. With Kamar-Taj as the center, it radiates to the three Sanctums. It can build a system similar to a barrier around the entire Earth, thus preventing the Earth from being disturbed from other dimensions.
This system has been very stable for the past 700 years, but now, under the turmoil, even this perfect system has been challenged.
"Casillas was the Great Mage stationed in the London Sanctum. He knows all the secrets of the Sanctum. Once he does something irreparable, Domam will break through this layer of defense in an instant …"
King, who still looked a little weak, leaned on his staff and looked worriedly at the three portals leading to the Sanctum opening in front of him. Above him, Saber, and Strange, there was a stone planet model that seemed to simulate the operation of the Solar System. Higher up, there was a star chart that moved along a complex trajectory, which seemed to be used for stargazing.
"A fortress that is about to be breached from the inside?"
Saber touched his chin and watched the three ripple-like gates slowly close in front of him. He turned his head to look at King. "Where are the three Sanctums?"
"New York, London, and Hong Kong correspond to the three magic convergence points of the Earth."
King whispered, "I was once the Mage stationed in the New York Sanctum. By the way, I also met your sister, the girl named Catherine."
"Hmm?"
Saber looked at King suspiciously. "She didn't tell me about this."
"The magic of the Sanctum washed away her memory of that incident …"
King waved his hand. "Let's not talk about this. Mage Supreme asked me to assist you in your magic power cultivation. It is said that you can't feel the existence of magic power?"
"Not at all. It's like a sieve. It doesn't have the feeling you're talking about."
Saber shrugged, picked up a cigarette, and puffed in front of Wang. He scratched his head and asked, "Do you think there's something wrong with my body?"
"Some people are born with weak magical constitutions. It can't be helped."
The King spread out his hands. "Actually, there is another way. If your body and soul cannot produce enough magic power to repair your body, you can try to sign an equal contract with some creatures with powerful magic power and borrow their magic power.
However, the downside of this is that once the creature encounters a fatal threat, it will drag you down into the abyss. "
Saber took a deep breath at King's suggestion.
"Ancient One forbade me to sign a similar contract because my soul is different from yours. She was worried that I would be used by those monsters."
"Well … If that's the case, then you can only rely on yourself. Come on, let me see the current situation of your soul and body first."
King motioned for Saber to sit on the chair opposite him. Saber sat there with a cigarette butt in his mouth. King took a deep breath and pressed his left hand on Saber's shoulder. A crimson light mark shone on the back of his hand. Saber froze for a moment, then he saw King close his eyes and silently recite a spell.
"Ων Αδ Ωρ Απ Ωδ Ωχ"
"Hum"
A warm breath passed from King's palm into Saber's body. It was as if he had taken a hot bath when he was most tired. This heat flow flowed through his body, and wherever it went, all the scars were healed. Most importantly, when it finally spread to the whole body, Saber could feel that some kind of shadow that shrouded his body like a layer of substantial haze was dispelled.
He opened his eyes and saw King, who was even weaker, slumped in the chair. He gasped for breath and said,
"Sure enough, your soul is different from ordinary people. It's just like an endless black hole. Did you feel my magic power entering it?"
Saber moved his body and looked at King with some disgust.
"Hey, what did you leave in my body? It's disgusting! "
King's expression became ugly in an instant, but Saber threw the cigarette butt on the ground and leaned lazily on the chair.
"Thank you, Old Wang, I can feel that it was a very pleasant experience, but unfortunately, it is dissipating quickly … About, well, it will completely disappear from my body in 12 hours at most, but I can feel that my injury seems to be a little better. Speaking of which, if someone keeps helping me like this, about 200 more times, then the injury will be completely healed."
His gaze fell on King, who waved his hand tiredly.
"Don't think about it, it's impossible! I used half of my magic power, and it can only last for 12 hours. There are no more than 10 people in Kamar-Taj who have more magic power than me. If you really do it 200 times like you said, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here for at least 20 years, or let the Sorcerer Supreme personally inject a huge amount of magic power into your body in one go. "
The fat Sorcerer opened his eyes, there was an undisguised caution in them.
"And you have to know that magic power will change your body. Once you receive the magic power of the Sorcerer Supreme, no one can say for sure what will happen to your body … So the best advice I can give you is to rely on yourself!"
Saber raised his eyebrows.
"What do you mean?"
King stood up with the support of his staff and walked out of the Dark Room, speaking as he walked.
As he walked, he said, "Concentrate on learning and slowly increase your magic power. Even if you have the weakest magic physique, the magic power accumulated in 10 years is enough to heal your injury without any risk. Why try those risky methods?"
"In the end, it's only 10 years. Compared to a lifetime, it's not long, right?"
Saber didn't answer. He just sat there on the chair with his eyes closed and his head leaning on the edge of the chair. He seemed to be closing his eyes to rest, but the shadow inside still couldn't disperse.
"10 years? No … That's too long … It's like a lifetime. "
I can't wait!
"Ding ding ding"
The ringtone of the phone interrupted Saber's contemplation. He took out the old silver-white phone from his pocket and saw a call from a number that had never appeared before.
"Hello?"
Saber put the phone to his ear and heard an extremely weak voice.
"Save me …"
The voice sounded like it was in extreme pain. Seiber furrowed his brows. He knew who it was, so he spoke with a heavier tone.
"Tony? Speak! Tony! Stark!! Speak! Hello! "
"Beep beep beep beep"
The busy tone sounded. Saber put the phone in front of him with a strange expression and casually tapped a few times. This phone was a special model that Tony Stark customized a few years ago. It had a complete set of functions and naturally had a location lock. As a result, Saber saw that the location of the call was marked on the world map. It was almost right next to him.
"What the hell?"
Saber zoomed in on the map and finally determined that the call was from somewhere in Afghanistan. After connecting it to Tony's weak appearance just now, Saber took a deep breath. He looked at the dark room and had a premonition that it was time for him to leave.
In public, he still owed Tony Stark two favors. He had to repay them because they were related to Saber's life principle.
In private, Saber couldn't wait for 10 years … He would rather try a more risky method. He already had concerns. He couldn't stay in this unworldly place and slowly recuperate. More importantly, his experience determined that he could no longer accept this kind of captive life.
Even if Ancient One might really be doing this for his own good, he couldn't accept this kind of way of doing things …
It doesn't matter if he is arrogant or stupid, but before he completely falls down, no one can put shackles on his soul again.
Tony Stark's call, rather than a request, was more like an opportunity. When Saber was hesitating, this thing helped him make a choice.
"Tap, Tap, Tap"
The sound of footsteps in the dark sounded in Kamar-Taj's tunnel. Saber carried a wooden box and wore sunglasses as he walked step by step towards the mahogany door. After more than 70% of the Sorcerers were sent out, the Land of the Holy Spirit became much quieter.
Seiber took a step forward. He didn't have much nostalgia for this place that he had stayed in for half a month. In fact, from the very first day, he knew that he didn't belong to this place because he didn't fit in.
"Have you decided to go?"
A voice sounded behind him. Saber didn't look back, but his fists were clenched. Ancient One walked out of the darkness. Her eyes stared at Saber's back. There was a kind of decisiveness in them, but after a moment, she sighed again, and her stagnant breath instantly loosened.
"It's just 10 years, can't you wait?"
"Yes! I can't wait! "
Saber whispered, "Maybe your method is the best, and my reason is telling me that I should choose it, but we should occasionally let our reason rest and follow our hearts, right?"
"But at this time, you have to rely on reason to act!"
Ancient One emphasized, "Relying on instinct is a dangerous behavior. Only beasts will act according to instinct! You are doing a dangerous thing, Saber! "
Saber shrugged, "This is the difference between us. You and Charles are actually the same kind of people. You advocate order, but I am different. Between order and chaos, I am neutral! Order will not bloom the flower of eternity, and chaos is not just a pool of mud. Only by jumping out of the two ends of the scale can you really see yourself clearly … Other people's rules bind others, but they can't bind me! "
"And most importantly, during the three years that I was imprisoned, every day before I opened my eyes, I would wish that I was only in a nightmare. I hoped that the moment I opened my eyes, all of the nightmares would disappear. But … they didn't. I stayed in that nightmare for three whole years … Sorcerer Supreme, I will not give anyone the chance to put shackles on me again."
"I have experienced true despair, and I also want to let go of everything and embrace hope, but I know that people … ultimately, they still have to rely on themselves."
After struggling for a while, Seiber's expression finally became calm and determined.
"What's more, you didn't want to help me at all, did you? If you were really willing to help me, the moment I stepped into Kamar-Taj, you could have helped me heal this body … You just want to trap an unstable factor in the palm of your hand. As a leader, it's understandable for you to do this. I can understand you, really … But as the uncertain factor itself, I can't accept this fate of captivity. "
His fists were clenched.
"I'm just a beast who acts according to instinct, and you want to tame me and make me your disciple. I can't be them, I can't follow your rules … If Kamar-Taj really taught me anything, it's this: Saber Hawke's fate is not here, maybe I will die, maybe I will be destroyed, but I can't compromise, let alone admit defeat … So, let me go, or break my legs now, wrap the chain around my neck, kill my soul and give me freedom."
There was no answer for a long time, and Saber's heart had sunk to the bottom.
"I'll say it one last time! Stay here! I'm not discussing this with you! "
Ancient One's voice became colder and colder, and Saber's ears began to buzz. He gritted his teeth and put his left hand on the wooden box.
"Wizard Supreme, you're injured … My sense of smell is sharp, and the smell of blood on your body can't be hidden from me. Maybe I'm a bug to you, but I might be able to bite off a piece of meat!"
He reached out and took out another thing from his pocket and shook it in his hand. "I'm more curious, if I sign this contract now, will Mephisto still be so honest in your prison? After all, I'm special … Aren't I? "
"So, you're threatening me? Saber Hawke, are you threatening Wizard Supreme?! "
A heavy pressure pressed on Saber's body, making his bones creak. Ancient One's voice still sounded behind him.
"Do you know what happened to the last person who threatened me?"
Saber supported his body with the wooden box and reached out with difficulty to pull his hood. Step by step, he walked out of the door with heavy steps, and his footsteps became more and more firm. This choice seemed to be harmful, but for Saber, it had extraordinary meaning.
At least he knew where to go in the face of the torrent of fate … Ahead, all the way forward, never looking back!
"If it's really necessary, I'll give it a try, Ancient One … You know what I'll choose, right?"
The voice behind him was silent. A moment later, an indescribable force threw Saber directly out of Kamar-Taj's illusion and threw him into the cold and indifferent snow mountain. The dark clouds in the sky were like a storm, heavy and oppressive in the sky. Even the snowflakes in the air became furious, like the anger of heaven and earth.
"Get lost!!! If you dare to make a mistake again, you'll be killed without mercy! "
Seber's body was thrown into a pile of snow, and he looked extremely miserable. He laid there with his hands spread out and looked at the starry sky above him. Finally, he knelt down in a desolate snowfield and let out a wild laugh that sounded like the howling of ghosts and howling of wolves. His unbridled and insane laughter spread far and wide in the night.
"Hahaha! Hahahahaha! "
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