End of the Magic Era

“Shit!” Lin Yunton shouted. He didn't even think about it. It was just a flame explosion thrown out.

Nowadays Lin Yun has stood at the peak of the Ninth Grand Master. Compared to the time of the Fifth Grand Master, it has almost doubled its strength. Even if the Ninth Grand Master Horn reappears, I'm afraid he'll have to think of himself when he sees the current Lin Yun. At this time, the flame explosion thrown in anger, how powerful is nature to know...

In the loud noise of “Boom Boom”, the flaming explosion emits a brilliant light, between moments is a mountain wavering...

“Who is it?” Then Lin Yun heard an impatient voice coming: “Shit, who's attacking me? Get out! ”

Lin Yunton frowned and pushed the door down.

Until this time, Lin Yun realized that the convoy had reached the sharp edge of the razor blade. In front of it was a camp already arranged. From the markings above the tent, it should be the camp of the Silver Moon Mercenaries. On both sides are steep mountain walls. A road that can only accommodate one carriage stretches straight forward. The sound of the previous impatience came from the top of that road...

Lin Yun looked far away and found that it was a young magician in his thirties. He looked like he had just been burned with fire. At this time, the magic fluctuations emitted under rage were about the level of a level 78 master. It seems that this is the culprit who interrupted him at a critical moment.

When I think of the character about to complete the simulation, Lin Yun's eyes slightly shrugged. When I looked at the angry wizard, my eyes were already hidden killing machine. That was the closest to success after millions of failures. In this case, Lin Yun's anger was disturbed and naturally known.

Although after this experience, Lin Yun tried again, he could already walk countless turns, but the anger that was disturbed at the critical moment could not be suppressed.

Unfortunately, the young archmage had no idea that he had gone further and further along the path of death...

“Why are you people so ashamed of yourself? If you want to rob this Mutant Orc, you said you'd have to sneak up on him with such a mean hand? ”

“Hmm?” Lin Yun suddenly stunned after listening to this, and a witch's eye was released. It was not far from the young archmage, and he was lying on a strange-looking beast. He was thin and thin, and his appearance was far less than that of an ordinary beast. If it wasn't for his iconic dark red skin, Lin Yun wouldn't even be able to see that it was an beast.

The strangest thing is that this mutant beast emits a hint of dragon power!

“Dragon Blood Orc? ”

After feeling that little bit of dragon power, Lin Yunton understood that this is a dragon blood beast, legendary dragon and beast born descendants, but also the purest first generation of blood, otherwise, there can be no such dragon power.

Dragon-blooded Orcs are very rare...

They are naturally endowed with the ability to double cultivate Demon Martial Arts, and the Orc bloodline provides them with excellent defensive abilities, as well as strong natural magic, which makes it easy for them to possess the power of the Great Swordsman level after adulthood, even if they enter the Sword Holy Realm if they are inherited by a high degree of martial arts, it is not impossible.

And the Great Dragon Blood will give them amazing ability to administer...

No, no, no, no, this ability to impose is completely different from that of a magician. It is a giant dragon magic inherited from blood. It is much more direct and concise than the magic of humans. They do not need to learn magic knowledge, they do not need to use memory spells, they only need to use the natural dragon blood to possess the unparalleled ability of a human magician to impose.

I didn't expect that a dragon-blooded Orc would appear in the crack of the blade that had already been attacked...

But the cultivation of the dragon-blooded beast will not be found in the secrets of these savages who claim to be descended from the ancient demons until centuries later, when the Black Tower wiped out the divided Caucasian Battle Mage.

Is it true that dragon-blooded beast cultivation methods have emerged early?

This guess suddenly frightened Lin Yun.

Soon, however, Lin Yun realized that he was scared of himself...

“I tell you, the blood of this mutant beast is the magic material my teacher Master Fran named, if you want to rob it, just try and see if you can bear the anger of a master! ”

“Magic material?” Lin Yunton couldn't help but laugh. Using the blood of the Dragon Blood Orc as a magic material was really hard for Fran to figure out...

Dragon blood beast blood, but half dragon from beast, used as magic material, is very unstable in itself. Of all the alchemists in the Kingdom of Andalusia, the only ones who can control dragon blood beast blood, I'm afraid, are also the creators...

As for Fran...

In the next life.

Lin Yun couldn't stop crying, nor was he interested in saying anything more. As soon as he reached out, a huge amount of magic was released. At a distance of several dozen meters, the dragon-blooded beast slim and thin body, more like a straw, fell in front of Lin Yun.

Lin Yun lowered his head and examined it. This dragon-blooded beast was seriously injured. At this time, he was in a coma. There were signs of spell attacks all over him. Some were coke black, some were cold. Although each place was not lethal, there were dozens of places to count carefully. Just look and you can see how he had been tortured before...

After thinking about it, Lin Yun stroked a dagger out of his pocket and gently cut it on the Dragon Blood Orc's finger. A few drops of dark red blood suddenly dropped. A glass tube appeared in Lin Yun's hand as if it were a trick. Almost unmistakably, these blood were loaded.

“It turns out to be the Dragon Blood Orc.” Before Lin Yun could study the blood in the test tube, he saw the wound cut by the dagger and was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lin Yun knew at first glance that this is the powerful self-healing power of the Orc bloodline, a race living in the far north wilderness, born with a stronger body than humans.

“How dare you!” The obtaining mutant beast flew away, the anger of the young archmage is naturally conceivable. For a moment, he didn't even think about it. A magician who can reach out and grab the mutant beast a few dozen meters away, whether he can handle it himself or not...

The young archmage only knows that this man not only attacked himself but also undermined the task entrusted to him by the teacher.

The young archmage, completely overwhelmed by anger, raised his staff directly in his hand, and a few spells spewed out of his mouth. Between moments, the three ice cones ripped open the air and made a sharp cracking sound.

“Hmm?” The moment the sound of the broken sky sounded, Lin Yun was just a cold hum, nothing at all. He just looked at the three ice cones from afar.

But at one glance, the magic fluctuations around him suddenly boiled...

Then, the young archmage showed a shocking look on his face, because he clearly saw that the three ice cones, almost like lightning, were born in the air and stopped...

“Did you know that your earthquake technique just now has bothered me and has deprived me of a chance to break through? ”

“Really?” The three ice cones paused strangely, already scaring the young archmage white, but he refused to give in at all: “So what, I don't have time to pay attention to these! ”

“Really...” Lin Yun shook his head and refused to say anything more.

Then, the sharp, empty voice sounded again...

The three ice cones actually conditioned one head in the air and flew back at an unimaginable speed. This speed was too fast to react at all. The young archmage could not even send out a scream, and the three ice cone holes released by herself penetrated her chest...

“You... you...” The young archmage stood there, blood like spring water generally kept gushing out of the wound, one face was filled with incredible divinity, looked far away at Lin Yun, said two words "you” in a row, finally “bang” fell on the ground...

“Mafa Merlin!” At this point, Fran just got off the wagon.

As a result, this is the scene.

“Mafa Merlin, you... you killed Reese!” Fran's eyes burned with the fury of a bear.

This is one of Fran's most valued disciples. At the age of thirty, he is already an eight-level archmage. Alchemy is about to enter the ranks of masters. Fran has even thought about it. This time, most of the harvest in Vaughn's treasure trove will be used on this disciple to get him into the ranks of the Wizards and Masters as soon as possible.

Fran knew that his gift was not very good, that he was already very lucky to be a master in his life, and that it was almost impossible to step back into the ranks of the creators, so Fran placed almost all hope on this disciple.

But now, one day away from Vaughn's treasure trove, my most valued disciple was killed first...

The three ice cones that cut through Reese's chest cut off Fran's inheritance, which for Fran is absolutely an endless hatred!

“Turns out it was Master Fran's disciple, sorry, I didn't notice...” Lin Yun replied lightly.

“You didn't notice!” Fran almost stared at Lin Yun with red eyes. He couldn't help but bite a piece of meat from Lin Yun.

“Yes, when I told this archdeacon Reese that his seismology bothered me and deprived me of a chance to make a breakthrough, this archdeacon Reese said the same thing, and he told me that he hadn't noticed...” Lin Yun looked at Fran without giving in...

“Even if Reese bothered you, could you kill Reese for a chance at a breakthrough?” Fran, in fury, has already spoken up.

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All of a sudden, forget to wish everyone a merry Christmas. Ha! I'm so sorry. It's not too late to make it up to you, is it? Let's just think of it as one more Christmas this year...