End of the Magic Era

“Master Merlin, what does this mean?” Not to mention the young apprentice of magic, even Bassolo, who had buried his head all the time, frowned.

As a big alchemist, how can you not know what the dissipating agent is? It is a poison specifically for the magician. Once it is touched, the magic will fade quickly. Many thieves like to apply the dissipating agent on the dagger in order to fight the magician, you can use a little smiling damage in exchange for huge results.

However, I never heard which magician would drink the dispersant...

“Acid bar…” Lin Yun, as if he had not heard Bassolo's question, his eyes slightly squinted, still staring closely at the young apprentice of magic.

“You... you're bullshit!” In the eyes of Lin Yun, the young magic apprentice became more panicked: “I have never heard of any dispersants, you… what proof do you have! ”

“Evidence, right...”

Lin Yun sat there motionless and his voice sounded lazy.

But the moment the voice drops, the air suddenly makes a "whoop” sound.

Then, I saw just a splash of blood...

Before anyone had had time to look back, a glass bottle had appeared in Lin Yun's hands like a trick. That was how he swayed his hands. That piece of blood that splashed up was so completely filled into the glass bottle.

The whole process can't go any faster...

Until Crewe covered his right hand with a scream, the crowd finally saw clearly that the blood was shed from the wrist of the young magic apprentice, and that “sex” in the air just now was a breeze blade that was so fast that it couldn't be faster.

In other words, at that moment, a wind blade cut the wrist of a young magic apprentice, and then a glass bottle caught the blood splattered in the wound.

And how all this happened, how it ended, so many people in the room, nobody even saw it clearly!

What kind of concept is this…

The three men sitting opposite the long table are not soy sauce fighters. Among them, Granger is the fifth archmage, Bassolo is the sixth archmage, and the rest is also the recently completed advanced archmage. However, as a result, the three archmages combined, it is not clear how the Mafa Merlin just released the wind blade, how to cut off the fingers of the crew, so what? Blood in the glass bottle.

This discovery made everyone present a little numb on the scalp...

This speed of application was terrible, and the three archmages, taken together, did not react.

What would the wind blade do if it were not the fingers of the crew, but the necks of the three archmages?

With this in mind, Grangerton felt a little uncomfortable with the chair underneath him...

You know, since this young magician walked into the conference room, Granger has been having all sorts of difficulties with him, which, on the one hand, are the means necessary for a hearing, but on the other hand, why not without Granger's own selfishness?

Nobody knows why. Can Granger not know for himself? The eldest son of the Munchies, Ryan, climbed the door himself and laid down many precious magic materials in order to make this Mafa Merlin difficult for himself at the hearing.

Granger did not hesitate at the time.

Because in Granger's mind, a young magician in his 20s, the biggest one on the hill is dead, and now he runs an alchemy store with a half-dead old butler, no power, no background, even if he's having a hard time at the hearing, what's wrong with him? How dare he take revenge on himself?

Revenge a great alchemist, lend him 10 guts and he won't dare!

Okay, 10,000 steps back, even if he dares, does he have that ability...

A young magician in his 20s, retaliating against a level 5 archmage, kidding...

So from the beginning, Granger has been trying to make this young magician difficult, almost every word with a strong inclination, every question with deep malice.

But now, Granger is a little unsettled...

Because Granger suddenly discovered that this young magician, who was struggling, had no power or background, but was in great danger...

He actually cut Crewe's wrist with a wind blade under the eyes of the three archmages, and then filled the glass bottle with splashy blood. No archmage could react to the whole process.

This speed of application is terrible...

Granger couldn't help but look a little pale when he thought he was living in a room with such a dangerous person and had previously embarrassed each other.

“Merlin... Merlin Master, what are you... doing? ”

“Nothing. Didn't this crew magic apprentice just say I had no proof?” Lin Yun swayed the glass bottle in his hand gently, slowly explaining: “I personally thought this statement was provocative, so I decided to show him the evidence. ”

“What about the evidence? ”

“Evidence...” Lin Yun smiled and stood up, shaking the glass bottle in his hand and walking to the long table opposite him.

“You... what are you doing!” Grangerton freaked out, but after shouting out the exit, the big alchemist finally realized he was a little out of order, so he hastily hid: “You just have to get the evidence out, you don't have to get so close! ”

“Granger Alchemist, I just brought you the evidence, you don't have to be so nervous...”

“I'm not nervous!” How could Granger admit it?

Fortunately, Lin Yun also did not intend to discuss the issue of tightness with him. He simply placed the bottle of glass with blood on the long table: “This is the proof. ”

“What evidence is this?” Grangerton was stunned.

No, it's not just Granger...

The other two big alchemists didn't say anything, but when they looked at Lin Yun, they couldn't help but slightly wrinkle their eyebrows. What proof is this glass bottle with a few drops of blood?

Fortunately, Lin Yun quickly gave them the answer.

“Granger Grand Alchemist, you really lack some common sense...” Lin Yun pointed to the "history of alchemy development" on the ground and said with a smile: "If you want to take a closer look at this book, you will find it on the third line of page 27. The third dynasty, His Majesty the Long Leg, was stabbed with a weapon with a dissipating agent in his later years, the symptoms, if I remember correctly, seemed to mention that the wound of His Majesty the Long Leg took three months to fully heal, and bled all the time...”

“…” Granger's face is even uglier than the pig's liver. He was ridiculed before, but he was sent back untouched. He couldn't say anything, because this description was so critical. For a moment, Granger stared at the Alchemy Development History on the ground. It wasn't really picked up, not picked up...

Pick it up, it's like being hit in the face by someone, but if you don't pick it up, how can you refute it? Why don't you just say what they want?

“Look, Granger Alchemist, soap... Oh no, knowledge is at your feet, but you don't even want to bend over...” Most of all, Lin Yun is still talking about the wind...

“…” For a while, Granger really wanted to die.

“Why don't you pick it up, Granger?” Bartholo next to me could not bear to persuade him.

Granger looked back at Bassolo, although he didn't say anything, but in a moment, he greeted Bassolo's ancestors for 18 generations. Shit, are you human or animal? I've already done this. If you're not sympathetic, why don't you pick it up?

“Hearings always go on.” Guess Bassolo also knows that Granger didn't say anything good in his heart, so when he finished, he buried his head simply, throwing a reason that seemed rather than a reason.

But this reason was finally a step for Granger, so after half a day of hesitation, the big alchemist bit his teeth and picked up the history of alchemy on the ground.

And then Granger kind of wanted to die.

Because the third line on page 27 does say that the third dynasty, His Majesty the Long Leg, did take three months to heal the wound after being stabbed with a weapon coated with dispersant, and the wound kept bleeding.

Everything, as that Mafa Merlyn said, is exactly the same!

Granger suddenly realized that this hearing seemed a little bad...

Indeed, when Granger turned on the history of alchemy, Lin Yun picked up the glass bottle and shook it gently in his hand: “Why does the wound bleed more than once? Look at all this blood. It's been almost 20 minutes since I cut off the wrist of Crewe's magic apprentice. The blood still doesn't set, Granger's alchemist, won't you tell me, it's just a ridiculous coincidence? ”

“This… this is just your guess, this cannot be used as evidence!” Granger thinks he can save himself.

“This is not a guess.” As a result, Lin Yun did not intend to give him another chance. He simply picked up a goose pen and a paper from the long table and wrote down four alchemy formulas: “Here, take this and make a bottle of alchemy. In less than three minutes, you can take at least one drop of the dissipating agent out of the blood of this apprentice Krew. If Granger's alchemist still doesn't believe it, you can try it yourself! ”

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