End of the Magic Era

“Nothing, just someone along the way...” Lin Yun shook his head with a smile, indicating that William Merlyn could be relieved. In fact, Lin Yun had already heard these sounds long before William Merlyn. Don't look at Lin Yun, who has been doing nothing behind his back since he reached the Orange Mountains. In fact, Lin Yun had already pushed the magic array to its limits, within thousands of meters of the circle, but no slight magic fluctuations could escape Lin Yun's ears and eyes.

Now, for example, Lin Yun can clearly feel that less than a thousand meters from here, more than ten magicians are singing the method. Although most of them are at the level of archmages, the most powerful of them are only three magicians. In fact, their strength is not very remarkable, but as many as ten simultaneous strikes, the noise is quite frightening.

Moreover, these magicians must have been rigorously trained and cooperated with each other very implicitly. It seems that more than a dozen people are simultaneously attacking each other, but the magical fluctuations emitted are uniform and undisturbed. This is not a standard that can be achieved by the general team of magicians, and must be the result of a long period of cooperation with the drill.

And their enemies are the frost wolves...

Awesome wolf howl, the smell of forest cold, even if it is hundreds of meters apart, Lin Yun can see as if, countless frost wolf coming from all sides, like avalanche terror scene...

There is no doubt that this is a mercenary group hunting in the Orange Mountains.

Moreover, it is a strong mercenary group.

Within the team of more than a dozen magicians, there are three magicians sitting in town. Such proportions are impossible to reach at all. If you look at the Silver Moon Mercenary Corps, you can see that the size of the entire Silver Moon Mercenary Corps is thousands, but only three Great Swordsman and two Magic Supervisors. Lin Yun estimated that the mercenary corps fighting Frost Wolf, even if placed in Auckland, is afraid to exist in the top six five...

However, the enemies they met this time were a little difficult. Hundreds of frost wolves, even if they were not of high rank on each side, reached a certain level, and when they surfaced from all sides, they could really stop any team from looking.

“Closed, faster, faster!” Lin Yun looked at the sky and urged the shift to go faster.

As for the battle hundreds of thousands of meters away, Lin Yun had no time to care. The Frost Wolves were not surrounding themselves. Why should he go fuck himself? In the Orange Mountains, there are dozens of such battles every day. If you manage every battle, do you still want to live?

“Ho!” After the break roared, the slaughter weighed thousands of kilograms, heavily struck on a frost nail rhinoceros head, between moments, only thick frost nail was seen, a narrow crack appeared, and, as a "ho” lightened, these cracks grew bigger and deeper, finally, this level 26 frost nail rhinoceros, finally, after a great scream, split apart...

“Huh...” confirming that the last frost rhinoceros died, the rest of the shift only took a long breath. This battle is already the fiercest battle encountered after the break into the Aurora Mountains. Seven frost rhinoceros, the weakest are all of Grade 23, the strongest are up to Grade 26, when we fight together, it is even scarier than a group of thunder beasts...

And…

The whole battle, that damn Mafa Merlin, just stand beside you with your hands behind your back, don't help, you can't stop breathing on your mouth, keep “buzzing” like a fly, scolding yourself for a mistake, laughing at yourself for a weak attack, and urging yourself to solve it quickly...

Shit, what sin did I make? I can't believe I signed a soul contract with this kind of person...

“Cousin William, help me with these frosted rhinoceros bodies.” However, just as the Dragon Blood Orc was complaining, Lin Yun suddenly lit up in front of him. After rushing to finish William Merlyn, he directly pointed at the Dragon Blood Orc: “Close your shift and come with me! ”

“Ah?” Poor Dragon Blood Orc, just breathed half a breath. Even the sweat on his body hasn't dried yet, so he was named again: “Why me again! ”

“Because you are in bad luck...” After Lin Yun said it, he didn't explain it. Two acceleration surgeries were thrown out directly. One gave himself a break, and then the wind passed through the forest in front of him...

“The worst thing I've ever done in my life is sign that damn soul contract...” The dragon-blooded beast scolded me, but I didn't dare to delay it at all. I followed Lin Yun and rushed to the battlefield where the voice came from before...

Now Lin Yun is a guiding magician, the ten magic arrays are united, and the acceleration technique applied from his hand is more than ten times stronger than it was originally. The speed of the two people is like lightning, but within a moment, they have arrived near that battlefield.

Indeed, this battlefield, as Lin Yun had previously speculated, a hundred men's group of mercenaries is fighting the frost wolves all over the mountains...

The strength of this mercenary regiment is definitely not ordinary, the low-end power is made up of more than a dozen great magicians, sixty and seventy great swordsmen, and twenty spiritual archers, while the high-end power, made up of three five and six great wizards, a five great swordsmen, and a five great shooter, such a line is already luxurious, but not all of it, really surprised Lin Lin Yun, is the great swordsmen who led this mercenary regiment, that is a true sword saint!

Though it is only a first degree sword saint, its strength is not a little less than Thorn Merlyn, but the first degree sword saint is also a sword saint at best, isn't it?

Looking at Auckland as a whole, there is a mercenary group of Sword Saints. That's really one hand to count...

However, such a mercenary group, one of the best in Auckland, finds itself in a difficult situation…

I can't help it. Their enemies are so powerful...

Lin Yun looked far away and knew that he had previously underestimated the strength of this group of frost wolves. The number of frost wolves has reached thousands, and the mountains are wide open, but everywhere you look, you can see that countless frost wolves are running and howling. That pale look is really like an avalanche of horror scenes...

What's even scarier...

This group of frost wolves obviously has a wolf king.

Anyone who has a little knowledge of Lycan warcraft knows that once Lycan warcraft produces Lycan king, it is definitely not ordinary and powerful. In the case of Frost Wolf, the average Frost Wolf is no more than the fighting power of Grade 15 or so, but Lycan of Frost Wolf can reach scary Grade 30!

Lv.30, that is the realm of Sword Saint and the Enclosure Mage...

In this realm, even low-end warcraft such as Frost Wolf will naturally possess extremely high intelligence. Under its rule, the combat power of Frost Wolf herd is incremented by a geometric fold...

You can see from this battle…

The number of Frost Wolves who have an absolute advantage is fighting in a completely unwarlike way, as if they were a trained army, penetrating back and forth, bypassing the enclosure, surrounding the split, the whole battle is leaning towards Frost Wolves at an extremely fast speed...

“My lord, where do we strike?” The dragon-blooded beast held the massacre in his hand and was leaping to try it.

“Get down!” Lin Yun was lying in the grass, cursing in disgust: “Who told you we were going to launch an attack? ”

“Ah?” The Dragon-blooded Orc suddenly stunned: “My lord, aren't you rushing to save those humans? ”

“…” Lin Yunqi turned his eyes straight: “Save what, do you know them or do I know them? Besides, can't you see that the Sword Saint has never made a move? He is waiting for the Wolf King to show up. As long as he kills the Wolf King, this battle will be over immediately. There is no need for us to meddle...”

“Oh...” the Dragon Blood Orc nodded blindly: "What are you doing here with me, my lord? ”

“Find something...” Lin Yun whispered, quietly releasing the eyes of several wizards.

At this time, both the mercenary regiment and the Frost Wolves were fighting so hard that no one noticed that the eyes of several wizards snuck into the battlefield, clinging to the tree bushes on the edge of the battlefield, and began a quick and careful search.

“Ah, looking for something...”

“Stay honest, ask what, tell you you don't understand...” Lin Yun yelled angrily, the dragon-blooded beast guy, after a few months of sleep, seemed a little itchy again, thought he didn't hear the whisper, now dare to ask something, it seems to really take some time for Theodus to talk to him...

At this time, the Dragon Blood Orc doesn't know, he's not far from bad luck, he's still there looking at something curious, want to see, that damn Mafa Merlin is trying to find something, it's so mysterious, also said I don't understand, is there anything in the world that the adjourned adults don't understand!

“Weird...” The eyes of the six wizards divided the battlefield into six areas. After a carpeted search, Lin Yun discovered unexpectedly that he didn't find what he was looking for...

That's a little unscientific...

“Shit!” After another carpeted search, Lin Yun finally cursed and couldn't find it, which means that what he was looking for may have gone...

If it was something ordinary, I wouldn't worry about running away from Lin Yun. Just keep tracking it. But this time, Lin Yun is looking for a hidden wolf. Only among the hundreds of millions of werewolf warcraft in the legend will this head appear.

For Lin Yun today, the strength of the coyote is not worth mentioning. At most, it is only Grade 20. It is equivalent to a Grade 1 swordsman or a Grade 1 swordsman. With this strength, Lin Yun can destroy a pile as soon as he raises his hand.