End of the Magic Era

To think of it, Solanmonch had a slight smile in the corner of his mouth, and he passed away in a flash. He was basically certain that there must be a one-sided path to the old house of the Mafamelin family, and that mysterious place was extremely rich. Otherwise, a year ago, it was only a Grade 9 magic apprentice. How could Mafamelin achieve today's achievements?

And by the way, there are two of his true spiritual artifacts, which must have come from that mysterious position.

For Mafa Merlin, he had at least a thousand reasons to kill, to take away those two true magic instruments and that rich mysterious place, not to mention the Seven-Member Parliament of Black Tower, even if the heavenly ranks had hope.

At this time, the smell of a giant dragon, coming from him, immediately released the dragon breath, instantaneous terror to the extreme, covered the entire hall, and the dragon's breath impacted in the direction of Lin Yun.

Two meters apart from Lin Yun, he had a premeditated plan. Within such a short distance, I'm afraid Mafa Merlin had not reacted, and was struck to pieces by the dragon breath of the blue dragon.

Even if you replace it with a strong sword saint, you won't get any better...

Besides, Mafa Merlin is only a magic guide. With the power of two true magic devices, he defeated himself in the beginning, his own strength is so weak and pathetic...

As soon as the dragonbreath was released, he knew that Mafa Merlin was dead, and that everything Mafa Merlin had in Chiang Fan City would be seized by himself.

At this time, he saw the black magic robe on the young magician, already floating under severe impact, for fear that the next moment, the magic robe, together with Mafa Merlin, would disappear completely from the Northender world.

“How is this… possible! ”

His overexcitement led to a slightly distorted face, his expression suddenly solidified, like seeing a ghost, his eyes open, incredibly looking in front of him.

He clearly saw that the dragonbreath had reached the side of the young magician, who at that time seemed to have noticed nothing, and stood there motionless, not even releasing a protective spell. However, just as the dragonbreath was about to hit the young magician, an incredible scene appeared. The figure of the young magician suddenly became blurred, and then disappeared without a trace. Immediately after the dragonbreath disappeared, the young magician appeared in place again...

Oh, shit!

What the hell...

Solomon, do you really want to come over and ask if you're possessed by the devil, Mafa Merlyn? Otherwise, how could you do such a weird thing? This is simply not scientific...

He now has the impulse to crash to death. He carefully exposed the strongest means to deal with the young magician, but he didn't expect the other party to lightly write to dissolve it. Don't say he was injured, even the magic robe on the other party is intact...

However…

At this time, a big black hand suddenly appeared above Solanmonch's head, “Boom” a loud noise, the big black hand fell down...

This is the hand of the Five Levels Magic Crack.

At the moment of the black hand landing, Solanmonch had not even reacted, he was severely pressed to the ground by the black hand. During the instant, his face grew pale, and a dozen cure protection spells were all over his body, almost destroying most of it between now and then. Had it not been for those cure protection spells, he would very likely have been seriously injured on the spot.

“My Lord Solan, I am sorry that you have violated the spirit of the Master's covenant, so far the cooperation between you and me has ended...”

Lin Yun's face was gloomy and the intent to kill was not concealed at all. As he was saying, when Dum Wand waved in his hand, there were three bursting flames that emitted a burning breath, dragging a long tail flame and sweeping away at Solan Monch.

He's already killed himself...

At the eleventh floor of the Magic Tower, he was working with Solanmonch, and it was really the situation that forced him. If the other party did not possess the strength of a Level 5 Enclosure Mage, and had the value to exploit it, he would have strangled them long ago.

If it was just a few small moves, he might still tolerate it.

But what just happened clearly exceeded his limit of patience...

In fact, when Solanmonch had just come out of the illusion and approached him, Lin Yun left an eye. The magic array was fully motivated, and he watched Solanmonch's every move at all times. When the dragon's breath came, the magic array instantly analyzed that the breath belonged to a dragon with power beyond the heavenly scale.

Beyond the scales…

Lin Yun was frightened by a cold sweat at the time. The existence beyond the heavenly scale was not a joke. The existence raised hands and feet all had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. But, Solomon, how can there be a dragon beyond the sky? For a moment, he remembered the illusion...

Yes, it must be an illusion...

Those who enter the illusion, more or less, get some benefits, and when Solanmonch comes out, the magic fluctuations on his body are still level 5 seal magic mentor level, and before entering the illusion, there is no change at all.

It now appears that the benefits he reaches in the illusion are not enhanced by the strength of others like himself, but by something.

Until the moment Solanmonch released the dragon's breath, he understood that Solanmonch had received a dragon's breath in the illusion and that the master of that dragon's breath was a giant dragon beyond the sky!

How horrible would a dragon's strength exceed the dragon's breath?

Even unconscious, or sleeping dragonbreath, is enough to kill the powerful in the rank of Encyclical Mage.

After all, beyond the heavenly hierarchy, strength almost directly catches up with the ancient demons...

Two meters apart, when Solan Munch released the dragon breath, there was no sign. Even if he discovered the anomaly at this time, the implementation of a series of protective spells would not help...

However, Solanmonch obviously wouldn't have thought that he had a natural half-side and had four rules in place. During those four days, he was constantly pushing the magic array, analyzing the four rules, and eventually establishing a connection with the natural half-side...

The moment before the dragonbreath swept in, he disappeared empty-handed, not by some strange means, but by that moment hid in half.

One of the advantages of connecting oneself to the natural half-side is that you don't have to rely on the Book of Death anymore, and those seven characters to enter the half-side.

He had just entered the half-side, which was indeed done in an instant.

As before, the power of the Book of Death is also needed to read long characters in order to make sense of the path and do this series of things for at least half a minute.

Having made the connection saved a lot of trouble, but the cost of doing so is also huge. With the connection between yourself and the half side, you instantly enter the half side, consuming almost so much magic, and this time, the two alchemy magic mushrooms in your body have long been empty.

This horrible depletion, he won't use it before the critical juncture...

Consumption is so horrible for a reason...

It is well known that the heavenly ones possess the ability to create a place, and only the high-ranking heavenly magicians can connect themselves with the half-side.

Lin Yun just used the means of high-ranking sky magicians, if it didn't consume a lot of magic, it would be strange...

“How is this possible...”

Solanmunch roared low. He had always thought that Lin Yun himself was so weak that he would defeat himself by relying on those two horrible true spiritual artifacts.

But now, it doesn't seem that way...

The fissure hand was just a level 5 spell that barely counted as a high-order spell. There was no comparison between the power and the high-order spells mastered by myself. As a level 5 seal magician, even if there was a sudden ingredient in it that cured so many protective spells, it could not be injured by a wizard.

Yet that fissure hand not only did it, but also destroyed most of the protective spell that cured itself.

Being able to do this means that the other party's own strength must not be weaker than its own.

But he's just a magic teacher...

At this time, Solanmonch had not had time to think, the three flame explosions with long tail flames had reached his eyes, the staff waved in his hand, seven ice walls blocked in front of him, still an acceleration surgery on himself, and suddenly, at extremely fast speed, retreated backwards.

In the moment of his retreat, the sound of "clicking” sounded, those seven ice walls were already overwhelmed and smashed apart by the blast...

Ten minutes soon after the battle...

A fire-based magic that would force Solamunzi, a level 5 sealed magician, to be extremely rugged, only to see that magician's robe on him was broken and broken, and even his chest and back had visible burning marks of fire.

“Shit! Merlyn Monster, Solomon, you... what's the matter with you!” At this time, a shout came and Dalsen, deputy leader of the Apocalypse Mercenary Corps, sometime came out of the illusion and saw Lin Yun and Solanmunch in battle.

Dalsenton was in a hurry...

What do you mean, it was a fight?

Didn't you say you wanted to cooperate...

Dalson soon discovered that Solanmonch, the strength of the Five-Class Enclosure Mage, had completely fallen into the downwind in this battle, his whole body was overwhelmed, and he was objecting to the forest cloud, but the wind was fading constantly. With Dalson's eyes, it is natural to see that in no time, Solanmonch will be utterly defeated and then killed by Mafa Merlin...

“Merlin, stop now. We are in a very dangerous place now, if you accidentally encounter danger, Solan Munch is also a level 5 sealed magician, if you kill him, we want to get out of here, it will be difficult...” Dalson feels the unveiled intention of the young magician, suddenly surprised, knowing that the young magician has already killed Solan Munch: “Something is wrong, it is not too late to solve it after leaving this ghost place...”

Lin Yunjie looked at Dalsen with no expression. After the powerful spell brewed in his hand came out of hand, he turned to look at Solanmunch, who was colorful and blue. Cold said: “Remember, the Dalsen Vice Regiment saved your life...”

Until Lin Yun finished this sentence, Dalsen was relieved. Cold sweat had wet his back a long time ago. The temper of the young magician, he had been taught, but luckily he stopped in time...

“Next time, you will definitely die...”