End of the Magic Era

The shadow flashed, herself a three-eyed coyote, it stared at the Upper Ancient Demon soul fragment on the ground, “Ow” twice, constantly walking around this Upper Ancient Demon soul fragment, as if to discover a new continent, an excited wolf howl, after tired, lay down next to the Upper Ancient Demon soul fragment, stretched out small claws, seemed to want to catch the Ancient Demon soul fragment, but never fell...

The ancient demon soul fragments, which were originally two, belonged to the same ancient demon. After a few days of complete integration, many changes have taken place.

If Lin Yun hadn't left, he would have been surprised to find that on the soul fragment of the ancient god, it was a strange symbol. This strangeness could not be described in words... such as clearly seeing it, but still unable to remember its appearance!

There is no doubt that this is a more difficult existence than the inscription in the Book of Death.

The magic words on the forehead of the three-eyed coyote also began to change implicitly. There are some similarities to the weird symbols on the soul fragments of the ancient god...

Lin Yun remained in the Apocalypse Mercenary Group camp for the next few days. The three major mercenary groups kept going deep into the Tulang Mountains. Lin Yun gradually felt that the warcraft encountered on the road had become stronger...

Especially the more than twenty purple crystal monkeys encountered a while ago, each of which is as high as twenty-five. If it were not for the strong men of the sealed Wizard rank, the three major mercenary regiments would lose a lot.

After the night of the two-legged Feilong attack a few days ago, relations between the three major mercenary regiments also became more subtle. Originally they were able to quarrel in order to point the camp, and the camp was triangular, far apart from each other, apparently in defense of each other.

Today, the deputy heads of the three major mercenary regiments, often gathered together, seemed to be discussing something, but they were not as sword-breaking as they used to be, and although there were occasional arguments, the relationship sort of subsided.

These changes, Lin Yun sees them in his eyes. Naturally, he knows that after experiencing the two-legged Feilong attack, the three major mercenary regiments should have realized the evil of the Tulang Mountains. The power of the three mercenary regiments, if not united, would be dangerous...

At this point, in one account...

“Captain Amway...”

Sitting opposite Orson was a skinny, middle-aged man who, even with Orson's pride, did not dare to show himself in front of the middle-aged man, but looked humble.

Only Olsen knows why...

This middle-aged man's identity is not simple. At the age of forty, he reached the rank of Nine Great Swordsmen and led five elite teams of the Apocalypse Mercenary Corps. The Chief is his position.

The entire Apocalypse Mercenary Corps, with the exception of the Commander and Deputy Commander, has the highest rank of Commander-in-Chief Anli.

Olsen is so arrogant in front of Captain Amway!

“Captain Amway, there's something I have to tell you.” Olsen looked at Captain Amway's face and was emotionally excited: “A while ago, I was on the verge of bad luck, saving a guy named Mafa Merlyn. You don't know, he was a complete asshole, greedy, greedy, fearful of death, despicable bastard! ”

“Do you remember the night the camp was attacked by a bipedal dragon? Yes, that's when Mafa Merlin not only went to kill the bipedal dragon, but snuck away and stole our Apocalypse mercenary trophy! Captain Amway, do you think this kind of man deserves the refuge of the Apocalypse Mercenaries? I think we have to get rid of him! ”

“Humph, leaving him like that, in our Apocalypse Mercenary Corps, there's nothing to say, maybe he'll bite back, after all, he's so greedy, I'm sure he won't do such a thing...” Olsen said harshly, for reasons of overexcitement, seemed to ignore Captain Amway's feelings, spit flying, sprayed Captain Amway's face was full of... Luckily Captain Amway was well groomed, just frowning to wipe it off.

Having said that, Olsen felt that his mouth was a little dry, touched the side of the water and filled it with a few sips, which led him to look at Captain Amway and conclude: “Anyway, the horse of this scum will definitely go wrong if he stays in the Apocalypse Mercenary Corps! ”

“Oh?” Captain Henry looked at Olsen with a strange eye.

Almost a minute later, Captain Amway nodded: "Okay. ”

“Captain Amway, you come with me, I know where the guy lives...” Olsen's face suddenly showed ecstasy and took Captain Amway to his residence in Lin Yun.

The night the camp was attacked by a double-legged Feilong, Orson thought of this way to deal with Lin Yun. Think about it. The guy was just a second-degree magician. After being expelled by the Apocalypse Mercenaries, a lonely man, walking all over the Tulang Mountains, could he live?

There must be no corpses...

But Olsen didn't do it right away, he's been intolerant, and he's been very brief in recent days, barely showing up. It took three days to reach the depths of the Tulang Mountains, where more than 20 level warcraft can be seen, to prepare to do it. Then we found Captain Anli, described the forest cloud as all kinds of bad, dirty water shouting up...

Shit, Mafa Merlin, aren't you arrogant, and “haha” me, this will let you know how to write the dead letter, after expelling you, accompanying you to death will be a fierce warcraft, hahahaha...

However, what Olsen does not know is that he is walking on an unlucky road and going further and further...

At this time, Lin Yun is in his barracks, with a pile of fangs removed from the King of Feilong in front of him. These fangs are very sharp. If they are made of alchemy, they are triggered by magic and instantly fired out, even the bodyguard Qi of the 9th great swordsman can't resist...

The fangs are also very poisonous, this toxin magic mentor is all insoluble, the rescue is not timely, the blood will solidify, general alchemist, can not handle these fangs at all, master level alchemist is similar.

However, he did not intend to make fangs into alchemy, but rather to promote the slaughter in the hands of dragon-blooded beasts. Once completed, the power of the slaughter would be increased by one level and two special attributes, armor breaking and erosion, were crucial for the slaughter.

“Off duty, with the massacre.” Though the camps of the two major mercenary regiments are quite a distance apart, there is a soul contract between Lin Yun and the recess, and this call immediately and clearly passes into the ears of the Dragon Blood Orc.

However, at this time...

There was a slight noise coming from outside, followed by two people pushing the door.

Speaking of Olsen, looking at Lin Yun, there was an unmaskable disaster in his eyes. After seeing him enter the door, he gave an exaggerated expression of regret: “Ah, Mafa Merlin, I'm so sorry, we Apocalypse Mercenaries can only send you here...”

In the presence of Captain Amway, he did not dare to be too obvious.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have said anything. He gave Mafa Merlyn a hard lecture, and the guy dared to “haha” him.

“Oh?” Lin Yun frowned slightly. He looked up at the two uninterrupted guests and didn't say much.

“Mafa Merlin, what happened along the way, as you can see, the beast is getting stronger and stronger, we Apocalypse mercenaries can't help ourselves, you outsider, naturally can't stay with us Apocalypse mercenaries all the time, I mean, do you understand?” Olsen looked at Lin Yunjiu with a cold smile.

Captain Amway frowned and glanced at Lin Yun, but did not speak. He understood what it meant to kick a low-ranking demon mentor out of the Apocalypse Mercenary Corps...

As we continue to penetrate the Tulang Mountains, the warcraft on the road is getting stronger and stronger, like the presence of three major mercenary regiments, all must be united and work closely together to ensure safety...

What about a low-order magician?

It is almost impossible to get out of the Turan Mountains safely after losing the sanctuary of three major mercenaries. Don't talk about a second-degree magician, even if it's level nine, luck would have been hard to get back to Auckland alive.

In the view of Captain Amway, there is no doubt that the Mage named Mafa Merlin will surely be killed by the Warcraft in front of him.

Although the consequences of the expulsion of Mafa Merlin were known, he did not intend to save the Mafa Merlin. Anyway, Olsen is one of his own, and is most likely to be vice president in the future. His face must be given, while Mafa Merlin is only a minor outsider...

“Oh...” Lin Yun looked at Olsen with some laughter: “As you said, this Tulang Mountains is dangerous and dangerous. You leave me here alone. What if something happens? ”

“Humph! Mafa Merlin, what does your life and death have to do with our Apocalypse Mercenary Corps...”

Mafa Merlin, now you know you're scared...

If I say anything, I'll let you die without a corpse. That's the difference!

Forgive me? Why did you go so early? It's too late to beg for forgiveness. I must kill you...

Captain Amway looked at Lin Yun with complexity, his throat moved, and his voice was as silent as ever: “Mafa Merlin, leave the camp...”

How could he not see the contradiction between Orson and Mafa Merlyn?

But if he doesn't know how to make a trade-off, how can he sit in the position of captain...

It's not that I don't want to help Mafa Merlyn, it's that I can't!

“The Apocalypse Mercenary Corps, the Auckland First Mercenary Corps, is too professional, too trustworthy, I paid you to keep me safe, and now it's all right to take me deep into the dangerous Tulane Mountains, and then throw me away. Are you mercenaries or thieves? ”

Lin Yun said that, Amway's old face suddenly turned red.

“So what? Can't you hear Captain Enry? Let's get you out of the camp right now. Now we Apocalypse Mercenaries don't welcome you!” Olsen looked disdainful. He did see that Lin Yun had just arrived at the camp and paid a portion of the commission. It was probably just a dozen low-order magic crystals. It was cold and sour: “As for your pitiful reward, I will leave you outside the camp...”