End of the Magic Era

Lin Yun's body was still in the air, and countless grievances had poured over him.

The reason why Wanghui River is called Wanghui River is because there are so many grievance spirits here, far more than anywhere else in the Northender world. It can be said that the whole white bone surface grievance spirits have been concentrated in Wanghui River. Look at this wave now, Lin Yun is still hundreds of meters away from Wanghui River in the air, there are at least hundreds of grievance spirits coming up...

Grieving spirits can be said to be an alternative to dead soul creatures, a monster composed entirely of negative emotions and broken souls. They have no real body, no powerful power or even their own thoughts. They float in the same place forever, constantly exude death and resentment. Grieving spirits are too dense a place, unless the geographic environment is special, it is bound to be a dark place of death, just like the city of ghosts from the flaming tyrant.

In fact, the fighting power of Grievance Spirit is not worth mentioning. Most of them are just about level 5. Plus, they don't have their own ideas. The fighting methods are naturally single. At best, they just bite like beasts.

However, it is now pouring towards Lin Yun, but hundreds of grievances...

This is already a number enough to make the Five Grand Mages nervous.

But Lin Yun didn't even look at it. He just constantly prompted the magic array to perform the calculation at an alarming speed.

What Lin Yun wants now is a new kind of mental protection.

There is no way. There are so many grudges in the River of the Ghosts that they can't even bear the protection of the mind. Hundreds of grudges now make themselves hallucinate. So when tens of millions of grudges come up at the same time, are you going to go crazy?

This is the most important thing for Lin Yun.

As for the hundreds of grieving spirits...

Before they could even get close to Lin Yun, they had already felt the power of the natural enemies of the dead. It was a kind of superior pressure on the lower ones. Even if they consisted only of negative emotions and broken souls, they also had an almost instinctive fear of such pressure.

However, Grievance Spirit is not a Skeleton Warrior after all...

Hundreds of grieving spirits, though from their hearts fear, did not feel the natural enemies of the dead while fleeing, they did not jump, but did not escape, but hung far behind Lin Yun, like a shady tail.

While Lin Yun fell into the River of Mirage, the Magic Array also completed complex calculations.

A new mental protection finally appeared on Lin Yun.

Lin Yunton felt that the whole world was clean, and that there were no more strange hallucinations, appearing back and forth in front of his eyes.

Of course, it is almost impossible to completely ignore the grievance of spiritual harassment in places such as Wanghui River. After mental protection is strengthened by the magic array, the vast majority of illusions can only be isolated. The rest can only be resisted by Lin Yun's firm will.

At this time, Lin Yun's feet have stepped on the water. Supported by walking on Level 4 spell water, Lin Yun is as comfortable as walking on the earth. Looking from the current position of Lin Yun, it can be clearly seen that on the River of Wanghui, endless resentment spirits are rolling and floating, great crying and crying, constantly wrapping around his ears, shady and weird, makes people feel a creepy feeling at the bottom of their hearts.

At a glance, the dense and numb are all grievances, there is no need to count them at all, because the number is unclear, the whole river of all ghosts is 3,000 meters long, but the grievances gathered therein, at least close to a million...

And precisely because of this, thousands of years later the ivory tower, while conquering the entire white bone surface, the members under the sealed magic guide are not allowed to step into the River of the Horn, which is a truly forbidden area.

Apart from the existence of the rank of Enclosure Mage, only Lin Yun, a different species, can step in.

Because, Lin Yun has the ability of a natural enemy.

The siege of hundreds of thousands of resentful spirits is almost insoluble for ordinary archmages and even if they have only about five levels of fighting power, even if they fight like beasts, but after hundreds of thousands of them, all these shortcomings become meaningless...

However, for Lin Yun, who is capable of natural enemies of the dead, there is no point in complaining about more spirits. As long as he withstood all sorts of horror hallucinations, the River of Mirage is a shortcut to the Book of Death.

Lin Yun treaded on the turbulent waves, all the way down, countless grievance spirits floating behind Lin Yun, but none dared to approach the range of 10 meters, just screaming desperately, crying desperately, crying desperately...

But at the end of the day, there is still no way to stop Lin Yun from crossing the River of All Ghosts...

3,000 meters of Wanghui River, half way between winks, Lin Yun didn't get a sweat from the beginning to the end, looked at the Book of Death closer and closer to himself, but Lin Yun's face gradually became coagulated, one hand held the psychic staff tightly, one hand touched the heart of blood out of his pocket...

Because Lin Yun knows that he only has one chance!

Driven by the surge waves, hundreds of meters away is almost a blink of an eye. Lin Yun stood on the surge waves, and he could already see a huge figure standing at the end of the River of Mirage.

That's the Ghost King...

The king of the myriad grudges above the River of the Millions, powerful, far surpasses the bloody giant tree encountered by Lin Yun earlier, which is a true level 30 terror exists only one step away. The whole white bone surface can outweigh the ghing king, only that bone dragon sleeping at the top of the white bone...

Aside from the white bone dot sleeping bone dragon, the only one who can restrain the ghost king is probably the blood heart in Lin Yun's hands.

“Coming!” Lin Yun tightened the heart of blood in his hands. There is only one chance. Whether he dies or lives, look at his last...

300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters...

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. Lin Yun, who stood still on the waves, also felt that his palms were getting wetter. Fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters. The face of the Ghost King had appeared in front of Lin Yun's eyes. A pair of eyes with window-sized eyes stared dead at Lin Yun on the waves. In the wide mouth of the open blood basin, you can clearly see a sharp fang...

“Have the balls to bite me!” Lin Yun's psychic wand in his hand, the already prepared element incarnation released, the whole person instantly turned into a flow of water...

Lin Yun under the state of water element incarnation, through the waves of Wanghui River, instantly transformed into a luxury arrow and shot into the open mouth of the blood basin of the Ghost King.

Almost at the moment of falling into the mouth of the Haunted King, Lin Yun's magic infused the heart of blood. Inspired by the alchemy already ready, a huge force of life suddenly emerged.

That's the life force of the whole bloody forest...

Even though the Ghost King is close to the thirtieth level of terror, under the impact of such an astonishing force of life, there was a sudden and terrible scream. For all animals and plants, the power of life is to try the dream of the source of life, but for the existence of such chaos as the Ghost King, it is the true wearing of intestinal poison.

That's right, wearing intestines...

The power of life burst suddenly from the heart of blood, almost instantly pierced the ghost king's abdomen, just swallowed into the cloud of the forest, directly out of this gap.

Lin Yun incarnated the current without even thinking about it, and pushed the magic to the limit. The whole person was like a sharp arrow. In an instant, he dumped the angry ghost king behind him, roaring, roaring, shouting, and coming from behind, but Lin Yun didn't look back from the beginning to the end, he just jumped on his feet and jumped from the end of the River of Wanghui...

Below is a deep, bottomless cliff, the River of Wanghui runs down this cliff, in the spreading water fog, I don't know how many grumbling spirits are roaring, Lin Yun is surrounded by many grumbling spirits, directly is a magical injection of lava dominance, the flame wings open violently, the whole person manages the wind rushing towards the face, gliding over in the direction of the memory...

The roar of the Ghost King grew farther and farther away, and the hallucinations in front of him gradually disappeared. Lin Yun was convinced that he had left the realm of the River of Mirage, which put away the flame wings and slowly let himself fall...

After Lin Yun's feet landed, he looked up and looked around. There were white bones of Sensen everywhere. Hundreds of meters ahead, there was a majestic palace. However, the material used to construct this palace was not a masonry, but a pale bone that was dark and dark.

That's where Lin Yun's destination is, the top of the white bone.

The peak of the entire white bone surface, where the Book of Death is located, is also where the dragon sleeps.

Thousands of years later, three young magicians from the Ivory Tower drove a broken magic warship, and once the guns were fired, they flattened the top of the white bone and annihilated the sleeping bone dragon.

Unfortunately, Lin Yun doesn't have a Magic Battleship now.

So Lin Yun had to be cautious, slowly approaching the top of the white bone...

Fortunately, Lin Yun this time walked the shortcut, crossed the bloody forest, broke through the River of the Horns, and stood directly outside the door of the top of the white bone. This is the place where the bone dragon sleeps. Normally, the dead creatures do not dare to approach here at all. After avoiding several teams of white bone knights, Lin Yun walked smoothly into the top of the white bone.

Then, Lin Yun is an acceleration technique still on his body.

Because Lin Yun remembers that now is the time for Bone Dragon to sleep, he must hurry, otherwise after Bone Dragon wakes up, it will not be that easy to get the Book of Death.

This acceleration technique through the integration of magical arrays immediately allowed Lin Yun to reach the limit. In less than 10 minutes, he crossed the top of the white bone and stood directly in an empty white bone hall.

Almost hundreds of metres square, this white bone palace looks empty and cold, with only one black book floating in the air, apart from a glittering array of six stars.

Lin Yun knows that that is the Book of Death...