End of the Magic Era

Singing incessant spells, changing gestures, constant attacks...

Lin Yun only felt that the magic in his body was gushing out like a flood of decisive embankments. The magic in the elemental amber ring had been drawn out. Lin Yun slightly flashed, and then began to draw the magic in the psychic staff. Time seemed to lose its meaning at this moment. Even Lin Yun did not remember how many spells he had released.

Finally, a scream came forward...

After eating almost a flaming spear in a row, the warrior of the first spirit finally fell, and then turned into a white light, instantly disappearing into the dark gladiator field.

“First!” Only one of the spiritual warriors died, but for Lin Yun, it was a triumphant dawn.

The magic stored in the Psychic Staff began to flow wildly into the body of the Forest Cloud. The spell just stopped and sounded the entire Dark Cape Arena again...

At this time, Lin Yun no longer has a second element avatar to use. The only thing Lin Yun can do in the face of a heroic warrior is to ship the magic array to the limit, and take advantage of the rich combat experience accumulated in his last two decades, he is fighting the remaining nine heroic warriors with exceptional death.

Continuous offense, constant defense, constant control, Lin Yun did almost everything he could, Angel medicine drank three bottles, bone demon's underworld fire bomb used seven, even that lava master just got from Ronald exhausted his magic in this battle, it can be said that Lin Yun's all the cards have been taken out...

Finally, Lin Yun used a blast technique to end this long battle for three hours...

“Finally, it's over...” By this time, Lin Yun had exhausted all his magic. Even the storage in the psychic wand had been wiped clean by Lin Yun. The entire human nerve had been stretched to its limits. It had been a full three hours of intense combat and had squeezed out Lin Yun's last little energy.

Almost as the spirit warrior rose into the white light, Lin Yun also looked down...

Since coming to this era, Lin Yun has never been so tired.

Even in the illusion of the death garden, the whole night of killing did not force Lin Yun to this level, the moment he fell back, Lin Yun even wanted to sleep over, whatever his prince mausoleum, whatever his dark battlefield...

Unfortunately, Lord Sean, who had been lying on the ground for only five minutes, couldn't wait to rush...

“Come on, come on, get up and see the rewards and see if there's anything that can help Lord Sean regain his power immediately! ”

“To see for yourself, I want to sleep...”

“How dare you blackmail Lord Sean!” Lord Sean was angry, but after a temper, he suddenly laughed with joy: “Do you think these ten warriors of the Spirit are your last rivals? Lord Sean didn't want to scare you, but seeing as you're so ignorant, just to remind you, do you remember how many consecutive victories an Imperial gladiator has to win before he can be free? ”

“…" Lord Sean's sentence just fell, and Lin Yun jumped off the ground.

Yes, the gladiators of the Third Dynasty need to win seven straight games to be free.

So you're going to have to fight again?

Shit, this is a bit of a joke...

As soon as I think of another fight, Lin Yun will really cry out. Ten Spirit warriors have already pushed themselves to this point. According to the Dark Horn Arena custom, the next opponent, I'm afraid, is directly the strength of the high-ranking Demon Warrior?

“So, Lord Sean advises you, or go check out the reward first. Maybe there's something good in the reward that will allow Lord Sean to restore his power directly. If so, you can stand next to him in the next round and give Lord Sean a round of applause with peace of mind...”

“…” Lin Yun, although this arrogant true spirit demon does not think so, is very much looking forward to the reward inside those three golden boxes.

You know, when Lin Yun defeated his fifth opponent, all he got was a one-handed sword at the psychic level.

Although this one-handed sword is not suitable for use by Lin Yun, the level is there, the real psychic level of the goods.

According to the Dark Arena rewards will be doubled, Lin Yun will receive the next, if not the true spirit magic, at least a top psychic magic.

That is the power entirely in your hands, and you will never be as shameless as Lord Sean.

Lin Yun stood in front of the three golden boxes, his hands were raised, but he never reached out, because Lin Yun hesitated about which one to open.

“On the left, on the left, on the left...” Lord Sean seemed more nervous than Lin Yun. He kept whispering there...

“Okay, well, I'm really scared of you...” Lord Sean said to Lin Yun for a while, thinking that the harvest on the left side a few times in a row was not bad, so why don't we just do it again?

Lin Yun reached out and the golden box on the left opened with a bang...

Then…

Lord Sean just cursed...

“Shit, Barov, you shameless bastard! How dare you tease Lord Sean! ”

Honestly, it's no wonder Lord Sean is so excited.

Who would have thought that after killing ten warriors of the Spirit, the reward would be an inheritance artifact!

And it's still an unfinished heirloom!

Lord Sean was about to cry out on the spot. After he thought he had killed ten Spirit Warriors, he could at least get a top psychic magic device. By then, he could extract the magic from it and restore at least half of his strength during the full period. The result was placed in the box. It was such an unfinished inheritance magic!

It is a staff made of the Ghost Tree, with an unknown level of magic crystal embedded at the top. Judging by the magic fluctuations emanating from it, it can be determined that it is an inheritance magic, and the alchemy array on this inheritance magic has only been completed three times, and there is no connection between them, even the source of magic has not been activated. The bright eye can see that this is an unfinished inheritance magic instrument.

Damn it, inheritance magic magic magic magic is still unfinished, Prince Barov, is this a little too much of a joke?

Lord Sean was so angry that he even tried to use the power that had just been restored to destroy this disgraceful inheritance.

As a result, Lord Sean didn't have time to do it, and this inheritance device was already caught by Lin Yun.

No, not just in my hand...

Lin Yun quickly put the inheritance magic in his pocket as if he had got something.

“Hey, you're not going to be poor enough to eat, even an unfinished inheritance magic. It seems Lord Sean really needs to think about it. If it works for you in the future, you won't be poor enough to provide even the crystals that Lord Sean needs...”

“I have to say, Lord Sean, your eyes are so bad...” Lin Yun shook his head with satisfaction and suddenly got such a baby. Lin Yun was in such a good mood for a while, even Lord Sean's ridicule seemed to be not as bad as before.

“Do you know this goddamn heirloom? Tell me… can it restore my strength immediately? ”

“No, but I can assure you, in a year's time at most, this goddamn heirloom will have power over you, Lord Sean. Shall we make a bet? ”

“Bullshit!” Lord Sean suddenly blew his hair.

“Then we bet well that if I lose, I will cancel the Deed of God immediately, and if you lose, you will bow to me completely. ”

“This...” Lord Sean hesitated at once. To be honest, an unfinished inheritance magic device will outweigh himself in a year. Lord Sean is a hundred unbelievers...

Problem is, Lord Sean is really a little bottomless when he sees this guy with a hundred times more confidence...

With this in mind, Lord Sean came to an immediate conclusion: "Careful, game seven is about to begin! ”

“Holy shit, so fast!” Lin Yun frightened and quickly took out a Grade 13 magic crystal from his pocket. Whether or not it could be caused by impurities, he began to suck the magic out of it as soon as he bit his teeth...

Fortunately, until Lin Yun had extracted this 13th level magic crystal, the seventh battle had not really begun, so Lin Yun began to replenish his magic by touching a 12th level magic crystal from his pocket for safety.

One, two, three, four...

After extracting the magic from the fourth magic crystal, Lin Yun's magic has returned to its full state.

However, the seventh session has not yet begun…

“What's going on?” Lin Yun began to get a little confused. The rules of the Third Dynasty's martial arts. Lin Yun can't be mistaken. It must be won seven times in a row before the gladiators can gain their freedom.

But he only played six games. Why didn't he start the seventh?

“What are you doing? The doors of the Dark Cape are open. Aren't you going to stay for dinner? ”

Lord Sean's ridicule promptly sank Lin Yun's complexion: “What happened? Didn't you say there was still a seventh scene? Did you lie to me? ”

“How could Lord Sean lie to you? The rules of the Imperial Arena are that after seven consecutive victories, gladiators will be truly free. But your luck is very good. Your opponent in the seventh round, Lord Sean, is invincible...”

“You?” Lin Yun first stunned, then came to understand.

Lord Sean, as a true spiritual magician, is indeed resisting the existence of the Enclosure Wizard. It makes sense to put this soul pedestrian in the seventh round of the Dark Horn Arena.

Thinking about this, Lin Yun suddenly remembered that the great magician of the cloud tower, after breaking out of the dark corner, in his own record, used bad luck to describe it. On the way, he thought to himself, what is bad luck...

Now, I'm afraid that the archmage, like himself, had gained the identity of the true magic before he stepped into the Dark Arena, so in the final seventh battle, it took a direct turn.

Otherwise, according to the strength of the 10 Spirit Warriors, eighty-nine of the ten opponents in the seventh round will be at the level of Ensign Enchantress, which is almost insoluble. No archmage can last ten seconds in front of Ensign Enchantress, even if Lin Yun has nine magical arrays.

That's not the power gap anymore...

Purely a battle between two different beings!

“Looks like my luck wasn't as bad as I thought...” When I walked out of the dark corner, Lin Yun thought so.

“Hey Merlin, you haven't told me what's so special about this damn inheritance device.” Just out of the Dark Cape, Lord Sean was concerned about that damn inheritance.

“You won't understand either...” Lin Yun said without sincerity.

Because there is no explanation, Lin Yun can't tell this soul walker that the shameful inheritance magic in his eyes will become the most powerful magic in the true spirit in thousands of years. At that time, this staff will be called the most powerful magic in the true spirit!

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