End of the Magic Era

“Sooner or later you will agree..." Fran stopped talking after a sneer, just leaning on the back of the chair and taking care of God.

“Huh…” Les laughed twice, but did not leave the fireplace immediately. The first was that the disciple of Nolan, the creator, deserved to be respected wherever he walked, because of his different identity.

And there's actually nothing in Les's mind...

Yes, Merlin did demonstrate an amazing level of alchemy that even Rice, the master, admired.

But Merlin is really too young, he is only in his twenties this year. At this age, even if he begins to study alchemy at birth, it will only be more than twenty years. Even if Merlin is any genius, he will inevitably have some shortcomings in experience...

Deviation from the cracking of the Alchemy Array is, in turn, the most experience-dependent.

It was precisely because of such fears that Rice's attitude was so volatile that, on the one hand, he was angry at Fran's greed and, on the other, had to falsely conspire with it.

After all, no one can guarantee that Merlin will be able to decipher all the alchemy laws. If he offends Fran now and Merlin encounters difficulties in the Vaughn Treasury, then isn't this joint exploration going to be a complete soup?

So, the only thing that Rice can do now is to appease both sides without sin.

“By the way, Fran...” After a while of hesitation, Les couldn't help but say: “I know the resentment between you and the Merlin family, but I hope you can focus on the big picture this time, and don't go into conflict with Merlin until the joint exploration is over...”

“Conflict?” Fran, who was closing his eyes and hearing this phrase, slowly opened his eyes and stared at Rice for half a day, then suddenly laughed: “No, no, of course there will be no conflict...”

“No, Fran, you don't understand, Merlin is not the same as an ordinary archmage...” Leston was in a bit of a hurry, Fran said, clearly not listening to himself.

At this time, Rice really wanted to tell Fran, yes, of course there won't be any conflict. It was judged by star sage Joey himself that the fighting power is equivalent to that of a 9th level wizard. You have a 5th level wizard in conflict with others. It's really no conflict. What kind of conflict can a stone have with an egg?

Unfortunately, Fran didn't even listen to his persuasion. After one sentence, he leaned on the back of the chair and his eyes slowly closed. He just waved at Les: "Okay, Les, I'm a little tired. Want to rest, wake me up when you leave...”

“ …… ”

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At night, the heads of all the great forces of Qianfancheng finally arrived. Today, in this meeting room, the nine most powerful forces of Qianfancheng have been concentrated. This is the most powerful force that Qianfancheng can produce. When they are concentrated together, they are even large enough to rival the Merlin family.

This time, the Nine Powers really came out of the nest.

The three giants of the Tall Tower of the Wise came two, and the Great Mage came seven, and promised to provide a team of about fifty magicians, the Silver Moon Mercenary Corps more fierce, three Great Swordsmen, a Wizard, and six Great Swordsmen, two Great Mages, plus the entire elite team of the Rift of War.

The Alchemist Guild is a luxurious combination of three major alchemists, and with Fran's foreign aid from the Mercury Tower, the formation is even brighter than the Sage Tower.

Other forces, such as the Viper's Nest, such as the Black Horn auction house, such as the Crystal Chamber of Commerce, such as the Munchies, are even more elite, leaving no room at all.

On the gold-plated rose side...

Here comes two people, one Lin Yun and one William Merlyn...

But no one dares to say that gold-plated roses are cold and sour.

The position of gold-plated roses in Chinatown today is too special.

Previously, when gold-plated roses had not developed, many forces looked forward to the closure of gold-plated roses, because that meant the emergence of a huge alchemy market from which anyone could share a glass.

But who dares to think so now?

If the gold-plated rose collapses, the equipment level of all the major forces present will immediately drop by one level, not to mention the Silver Moon Mercenary Regiment. If there is no alchemy provided by the gold-plated rose, the number of casualties should at least double this time to the sharp edge crack!

Even the traditionally hostile Munchies now have to clamp their tails as human beings, sometimes shyly reaching out to gold-plated roses for some technical support.

No way, the most advanced alchemy technology in Qianfancheng is almost in the hands of gold-plated roses. If the Munchies don't want the glory of the moon to collapse, they can only reach out humiliated. Although they will usually be killed miserably by old housekeepers, they are stronger than directly collapsed, right?

It can be said that the gold-plated rose is now one of the finest forces in Thousand Sails City, although it is only an alchemy store.

And it's getting stronger...

Previously, many might have excluded gold-plated roses from the top of the city on the grounds of their weak force.

But lately, the gold-plated rose seems to have been compensated for even this only weakness.

A number of people have discovered that strong men at the level of archmage are beginning to emerge in the mercenary corps of the gold-plated roses, not one or two, but dozens!

When the results of this survey appeared, a lot of the heads of the power felt a bit numb in the scalp, but this number can't even compare to the tall tower of the wise...

Plus in the rumors, Lin Yun's horrible fighting power, today's Qianfancheng, no one dares to provoke gold-plated roses...

It can be said that the gold-plated roses of today are truly powerful.

“Cousin, take a few more archmages with you when you leave..." At the end of the day, Lin Yun was somewhat embarrassed and whispered to William Merlyn below.

“Okay.”

After the Nine Powers got to know each other, it was a meeting that lasted all night...,

This scale of joint exploration is no joke, with the nine top forces of Thousand Fans City leaning out, plus Fran from the Mercury Tower, complicated relationships, competing interests, too many things to be finalized before departure.

Arrangements for tasks, such as the distribution of benefits, such as the division of responsibilities… can even be refined to the point where someone will act as a scout, who will guard the night, who will act as the main force in the battle when it comes to what needs to be decided before the departure, or sooner or later, when we get to Vaughn's Treasury, these things will become a bomb and send the entire team of joint explorers to the West.

Once the interests are involved, there is nothing left to tell…

Even the two forces that normally have a better relationship will argue for one more person at night or one less person for half a day. Soon, the meeting will become an endless argument...

Fortunately, none of this has anything to do with gold-plated roses.

Deciphering all the alchemy arrays, prioritizing magic materials, gold-plated roses, tasks and interests have been agreed upon all morning, so Lin Yun and William Merlyn both fell asleep in the hall early on, regardless of how the other eight forces quarreled.

Lin Yun slept until dawn the next day.

“Hey, is it over?” Lin Yun rolled over from the bench in the corner and was seeing a tired face of the heads of the various forces, one with pale face and dry lips, looking as if it was going to be too rough.

I can't help it, I haven't slept all night, it's been spent on fights, can't I not get bored...

“Well, it's over.” Talking to Saluman, the old man, though similarly pale, was somewhat happy in his voice when he spoke, presumably in the quarrel last night, with a more welcome gain.

“Looks like it's paying off? ”

“I'll tell you later on the way...”

“Ah?”

Lin Yun stunned for a moment before realizing that the leaders of all major forces had left the conference room gradually.

When he came out with Saluman, Lin Yun only asked clearly. Last night's meeting had been negotiated. Everyone set out by noon today to try to reach the cleft edge by night. In that case, we could borrow the camp where the Silver Moon Mercenary Corps was stationed.

After three hours of preparation, a dozen carriages left Chianfan City, raised the rolling dust smoke and headed towards the sharp edge crack...

Lin Yun was a carriage with William Merlyn. After boarding the carriage, Lin Yun first asked William Merlyn a few questions to determine his current level of magic. If Lin Yun did not say a set of meditation, he would go away. Then he closed his eyes and began to continue his previously unfinished work.

Lin Yun doesn't remember much anymore, this is his first attempt...

Failure, failure, never-ending failure, but Lin Yun had no intention of giving up. After all, he tried to simulate the mysterious characters of the Book of Death, and then again and again the face did not change color to welcome failure...

The journey is boring, but it's really nothing compared to this near desperate failure.

Lin Yun's mind was immersed in this simulation, and he didn't even realize that the sky outside the carriage had gradually dimmed...

After not knowing how many failures, Lin Yun finally saw the chances of success for the first time. Of the tens of thousands of fluctuating symbols, a strange twist appeared suddenly, a character with an infinite similarity of seventy-eight points, seems to be about to congeal up...

Lin Yun was overwhelmed with joy and hurried to concentrate on the manipulative character.

Yet at this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from the top of his head.

I just heard “boom” and the whole world seemed to tremble...