End of the Magic Era

This is so deceptive...

Thors just felt that the blues on his forehead were beating constantly, which was really intolerable. The Viper's Nest had occupied Poison Mist Canyon for 10 years, and no force had ever dared to fight in. Now this Mafa Merlin came alive into Poison Mist Canyon for five magic apprentices plus a few cars of alchemy.

Too rampant...

I didn't see the Viper's Nest in my eyes!

“Mafa Merlin, you're looking for death!” Thors has completely gone out of anger, a pale face rising red, and his hands held on the table trembling.

“…” The swordsman on the bed shook up.

At this time, Rios is actually trying to remind Thors. You can't really say that...

But looking at Soze's reddish face, the Great Swordsman shut his mouth in an intelligent manner.

“Go, I'll see how dare this Mafa Merlin! ”

Thors walked out of the cabin with Bell and looked up at the towers on both sides of Poison Mist Canyon. The dense arrows of hemp flew out like locusts, and more than two dozen magicians had squared together to cover the entrance to Poison Mist Canyon. Behind them were hundreds of elite fighters with weapons who could strike at the enemy anytime, anywhere.

“It's a dead end!” Thors stood outside the cabin with a cold hum, but his face slowly subsided. After so many years of painstakingly running the Viper's Nest, he finally had some success. Look at these elites stationed in Poison Mist Canyon. In the face of a sudden attack by an archmage, without any panic, he organized an effective counterattack without having to direct himself.

Yes, the Viper's Nest has been a lot of low key for the last 10 years, but low key doesn't mean that people can be bullied casually. This Mafa Merlin is really out of his mind by the joy of the Advanced Archmage. I really think that anyone can pinch the Viper's Nest casually soft persimmon. Let you know now, if you don't see it clearly, you can pinch it casually, at a price...

Seeing the fierce combat power displayed by his men, Soth's reddish face finally restored its previous paleness and his gaze crossed the battlefield, landing at the entrance of Poison Mist Canyon.

Locust-like arrows, rain-spot-like spells, every inch of land at the entrance to Poison Mist Canyon, were overturned by this horrific fire, and a dozen corpses were lying there, blood flowing all over the open dirt, staining large tracts of land all around them with dark red.

“I'd like to see how many people this Mafa Merlin has brought to die. ”

“Boss... boss.” The magician, who had previously brought bad news, said another inappropriate phrase: “The Mafa Merlin came alone...”

“…” Thors' expression on his face suddenly stifled, and Mafa Merlin came alone, which equates to saying that all the bodies lying on the ground were from the Viper's Nest?

“Damn...” The crude phrase came out of nowhere.

However, before Soze finished his rough words, the magician next to him suddenly opened his mouth and stuttered and shouted: “Old man... Boss, look! ”

“What?” Thors first stunned, then looked in the direction of the magician's finger and saw a figure coming in through the poison fog canyon entrance.

Looking far away, the figure was not very tall, or even a little thin. In the bombing of a covered arrow spell, it was even more unusually weak, as if it were a straw in a storm, perhaps just a moment later it would crush bones.

But it was such a thin figure, but slowly came in through the entrance of the poison fog canyon, whether it was locust-like arrows or rain-spot-like spells, as if they didn't even exist in his eyes, so he walked in from the air, it didn't look like he walked into the poison fog canyon in the death restricted area, but rather like he was doing an afternoon suburb.

The only slightly different place is around this figure, surrounded by red and blue two groups of light...

Even under countless spell bombardments, those two groups of light appeared unusually bright. Thors could clearly see that those two groups of light were dancing at an astonishing speed. Each time they flashed, they could block an arrow or a spell. The shadow was protected by the two groups of light and walked in unharmed from the entrance to Poison Mist Canyon.

“This... is this the Ice Fire Shield?” Thors' eyes snapped straight and looked at the two glows as if he saw something incredible.

The Ice Fire Shield is not a spell that destroys the heavens and the earth, it is not even a cold door spell, it exists in almost every archmage's magic book.

Ice shield blocks all physical damage, fire shield extinguishes all spell attacks.

It can be said that as long as it is not the force of the crushing level, it will not escape the interception of the Ice Fire Shield, whether physical or spell.

Moreover, after the Ice Fire Shield is applied, there is no need for guidance. As long as sufficient magic output is maintained, the Ice Fire Shield will always be present. For the vast majority of archmages, the Ice Fire Shield is a protective spell that must be mastered.

Few archmages, however, are willing to spend too much time on ice fire shields.

Because the shortcomings of the Ice Fire Shield are obvious...

Because a spell that needs to be controlled, whether it's an ice shield or a fire shield, needs to be personally controlled by the archmage to intercept all kinds of attacks, and without sufficient reaction speed and control, this red, blue and blue bright light is pure setup.

Battles at the Grand Mage level are always constantly changing, no one dares to guarantee that they can distract themselves in such battles to control the Ice Fire Shield. After all, the Grand Mage is also a man, not a machine.

But now, Soze really thinks what he sees is a machine...

“Belle, is this really the fifth archmage? ”

“I don't know...”

“…” Thors swallowed a bit of a hard spit.

As the chief of the first underground force in Thousand Fans City, Thors has not seen the true strong, the three giants of the Sage Tower, the Silver Moon Mercenary Corps Sass, the Black Cape auction house Kadega, or even Bell standing behind himself, which is not the strong on the side of the earthquake?

But Thors hasn't really met, which archmage can manipulate the Ice Fire Shield to this level...

Take a look…

The shooting of dozens of outposts, the bombing of more than two dozen magicians, this young archmage, with only one ice-fire shield, walked unharmed into Poison Mist Canyon.

Is this... is this really just a level 5 archmage?

For the first time, Soze questioned Bell's judgment...

What do we do now...

Thors' breathing became a little rushed, and his face grew paler.

Because it was clear to Soze that the elite of his men could no longer stop the young archmage, and if the battle were allowed to continue, the next act would necessarily be a one-sided massacre.

This young archmage has shown much more fighting power than he had previously estimated. The strong man at this level, his own men, is more than just cannon ash, the whole Viper's Nest, and I'm afraid only Bell can fight this young archmage.

But even if Bell himself, together with these elites of his own, could not necessarily kill each other on the spot. If he let the other escape, such a powerful magician, if he came to Poison Fog Canyon for three days and two sides, and the Ice Fire Shield opened, it was really meant to break the Viper's Nest...

Why don't you just pinch your nose and admit it...

Now think about it, two million gold coins doesn't seem to be much...

Just as Thors hesitated, a sudden burst of "boom” came from afar, and Thorston felt his eyelids jump, because he clearly saw that the young archmage had blown up a tower with a flaming explosion from his wave.

“Shit, come on, come on, make everybody stop!” At this point, Thors could no longer hesitate to ask the sorcerer to convey his orders, while running a few steps into the canyon, waving and shouting: "Merlin, Merlin, please stop, this is just a misunderstanding! ”

“Hello, Chief Soze.” Lin Yun greeted Thors from afar, but another flame explosion flew out, and suddenly another "boom" sounded loud, and the other tower flew to the sky.

“ …… ”

“I'm really sorry about this, it's a little too smooth...”

“It's OK, it's OK...” Thors greeted Lin Yun's 18th generation ancestors in his heart, while desperately squeezing out an ugly smile: "Merlin Master, can we talk? ”

“Sure, Captain Thors. Your face, how can it be given?” Lin Yun's face was similarly full of smiles, but there was another flame explosion on his hands ready, just as he was about to continue to “smooth", he suddenly felt that a familiar magical fluctuation had come from deep in Poison Mist Canyon.

At that moment, Lin Yun's face changed a bit, but quickly covered it up.

At the same time, the flame-bombing technique already prepared in hand finally did not continue to “go smoothly”.

However, the mind is deeply concerned about the familiar magic fluctuation...

“That's wonderful...” Thors did not see Lin Yun's face, just saw that the other party did not continue “smooth hand” after dark breath, while warmly greeting Lin Yun, turning back and scolding the warriors ready to attack: “You bastards, why don't you put down the weapons on your hands, Master Merlin, but our noble guest in the Viper's Nest, if you let him lose a hair, you can wait for me to throw it into the poison fog to feed the warcraft! ”

“...” a group of warriors dropped the weapons in their hands, but their hearts couldn't bear to curse. Shit, with the light of his two groups turning around, we couldn't lose one hair after all...

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