End of the Magic Era

Arriving in Auckland half an hour later, separated from the three main mercenary regiments, Lin Yun took a break from the Merlin brothers, the Dragon Blood Orc, and found a carriage to rush to the Merlin family estate.

They were half an hour late, naturally unaware of what had happened recently, and the Thousand Souls Festival was discovered by the mighty men of the cloud tower and the black tower, and heavily traumatized, fleeing back to the Sherlock family.

Shortly afterwards, several returned to the Merlyn family estate.

After a brief break, the tired Dragon Blood Orc took a break, completely ignoring the feelings of several people next to him, he had already called for a big sleep...

“By the way, Cousin William, Farrow, did they come to Oakland?” Lin Yun suddenly remembered this important thing. When he found out that the natural half of the face had changed in the Orange Mountains, he let cousin William contact Faroe far away from Chihuan City, just wondering if Faroe had arrived in Auckland.

“Faroe came to Auckland half a month ago, except we weren't there, Faroe didn't come to the Merlyn family estate, but lived somewhere else.” William Merlyn nodded hastily, dropped the cup and grabbed a blank piece of paper from his pocket. It was speedily written with magical inscriptions. With a magical excitement, it dissipated into innumerable lights in the air: “If there is no accident, they will come to Merlyn family estate in half an hour. ”

After a while, Lin Yun, William Merlyn, Rosemary Lin, Lyon Merlyn, walked out of the estate together, they walked in the estate, it was remarkable, not to mention Rosemary Lin and Lyon Merlyn, the younger generation like the two geniuses of day and heaven, even throughout Auckland had a great reputation. There was only Oyemerlin, who was once able to compete with them, and unfortunately, three months ago, the Presbyterian Church completely cut off Oyemerlin's magical path.

Not surprisingly, the next head of the Merlin family will arise between Lyon Merlin and Rosmerlin.

It is said that every time you return to the manor, you will be attracted by a group of people, but this time no one catches up with you, even a group of people within 100 meters, no one dares to stay.

In this situation, Lyon Merlyn and Rosemary couldn't help but recall the Presbyterian Church three months ago. Cousin Mafa was so fierce that he killed three deposed ones. Now three months later, Cousin Mafa is still vicious inside the Merlyn family.

Four young men waited outside the estate. Soon, ten carriages arrived from afar. The carriage was stamped with gold-plated rose badges. The carriage in front stopped. A young figure walked out and recognized Lin Yun and others at a glance. He walked in: “Mr. Merlyn, cousin...”

William Merlyn's forehead jumped straight, unexpectedly every other year, Farona the bastard still took the wrong medicine, the mouth shut cousin screamed, it sounded too harsh...

A member of the Mercenary Corps of the Gold Plated Rose Chamber of Commerce, one after the other, descended from the carriage, exactly fifty people, one by one, standing straight behind Faroe.

A year ago, they were among the lowest qualified members of the Merlin family. They did not have a lifetime chance to become archmages. After being sent by the Merlin family to Qianfancheng, they met the current Merlin boss, and their fate changed accordingly. In less than a year, they already had the strength of archmages.

In the Merlin family, the Great Mage realm, it was their dreams that dared to think...

Then when I arrived in Chianfan City, my dream came true...

They left the Merlin family as the least gifted magicians, yet returned to the land every other year as archmages.

This is ironic...

They know that all this was given by the young magician in front of them.

“Farrow, how are those alchemy formulas coming along?” Before leaving Qianfancheng, Lin Yun arranged some alchemy formula for Faroe. Almost six months have passed...

To be honest, he was still very pleased with Farrow.

When Faroe first arrived at the gold-plated rose, he intended to hand over the technical work to Faroe to be the chief alchemist. Faroe, however, has never let him down, and Faroe took great credit for the wild expansion of gold-plated roses after accepting the alchemists of the Alchemist Union during that time in Chianfan City, eventually taking over the alchemy market in the eastern part of the kingdom.

Nearly six months after his departure from Thousand Fans City, the gold-plated rose was well organized by Faroe and is still expanding rapidly, creating tremendous wealth every day.

Farrow is not a talented alchemist, but he is a qualified good alchemist. He values Farrow's hard work and learning. In Thousand Fans City, he often sees Farrow staying in the lab until midnight, in order to solve a difficult problem, he can even explore all night...

In his view, Faroe's future achievements would never be worse than those of the so-called genius alchemists, who might even be left far behind.

This time he sent Faroe to Auckland with a commercial mercenary group to enhance the power of this mercenary group, which apparently has failed to keep pace with the crazy expansion of gold-plated roses.

Fifty archmages, for today's gold-plated roses, are far from enough.

“Boss, it's not finished yet...” mentioning this, Farrow's smiling face suddenly froze, some embarrassment: “You have left 13 formulas, so far only 10 have been completed...”

“Not bad...”

Lin Yun just laughed, didn't say much. In fact, it was hard to say something like “not bad” from his mouth. Faroe's progress, in fact, surprised him a little. The 13 formulas left behind before leaving Qianfancheng, the difficulty was incremental. The simplest of them all involved a lot of master field to gain knowledge. Faroe could calculate ten pieces in six months, indicating that he had really made great progress. Almost one foot into the master, I'm afraid he could become a true master in a month or two.

He is not a genius, but he has accomplished much better than the vast majority of geniuses. Faroe is now in his twenties, even if he looks at some of Auckland's great powers, the genius masons of his twenties and thirties, which are not piled up with expensive alchemy materials?

Just like Oyemerlin of the Merlin family, it took a lot of wealth to become a master in his thirties.

Farrow relies entirely on his own efforts...

Of course, this has a lot to do with your own guidance.

Farrow, as one of the first people to come into contact with Lin Yun, naturally understood the boss's temper, and also knew how much weight the phrase "not bad” weighed, just laughed and didn't speak.

His achievements now, even his own, are frightening. Before he joined the gold-plated roses, he was just a bit of a talented alchemist at the Black Horn auction house. However, when he came into contact with this young magician, everything changed. A little over a year ago, from the original alchemist, to the point where he is now close to the master, which I'm afraid nobody can believe...

More than a year ago, before he met his young boss, the great alchemist had been his lifelong pursuit, and now, like a dream, it didn't take long for him to become a true master.

He is well aware that all this was given by the young boss, so he has always been grateful and committed to managing his work on gold-plated rose technology.

Next, Farrow simply reported the recent development of gold-plated roses, as well as the problems encountered, to Lin Yun. Today, the gold-plated rose, a huge alchemy system, has gradually been shaped. Even if Farrow leaves in March and May, it will not be affected. Not to mention, there are old housekeepers there.

“Hey, did you find anything...”

Lyon Merlyn, standing beside him, suddenly looked at the fifty archmages with an incredible look.

“Find out what?” Rosemary was thinking about things and was suddenly interrupted by Lyon Merlyn, who was somewhat impatient in his words and didn't even look at Lyon Merlyn.

In other words, his relationship with Lyon Merlyn became even worse on this trip to the Tulane Mountains...

A few months ago, when I was about to go to the Turan Mountains, Lyon Merlyn, the bloody guy, had a hard, dead face to follow, and when I said why, I hacked him several times, and Rosemary remembered all of this. Of course, this is not the root cause of the poor relationship between the two people, and you should know that in the past, of the three geniuses of the Merlin family, Rosemary called it the strongest.

However, after walking out of the illusion, Lyon Merlyn, who merged the nine rings of Ofa, seemed much stronger. At first, Cherokee Merlyn could still take the upper hand. On his way back to Auckland, Rosemaryn suddenly realized that he was not the opponent of the Lyon Merlyn bastard...

This is nothing...

Most importantly, Lyon Merlyn continued to provoke him, as a result of which he was defeated several times.

“Look at the power of these people...” Lyon Merlyn would never speak voluntarily to Rosemary if he were to change his mind, two of whom, as the next owner's most powerful candidate, could almost say, have been rivals to each other for 120 years. But now Lyon Merlyn is clearly a bit of a loser.

“Archmage, what's wrong?” Rosemary glanced at Lyon Merlyn and said, not at all concerned, in his view, Cousin Mafa's gold-plated rose, forming fifty archmages into a commercial mercenary corps, is rightfully, what's so strange...

“These people, who walked out of our Merlin family a year ago, were the worst of the magical talents, and when they went to Thousand Fan City, they were still only 5th level magicians...” Leon Merlin looked at those archmages with a white face, he was a little unbelievable.

Leon Merlyn has been exposed to a wide range of information in the Merlyn family, including the conditions offered by the Mafa cousin when he got off the carriage in Qianfancheng, to send the Merlyn family to 50 magicians in Qianfancheng, and he also knew several of those magicians, who had already recognized them just after getting off the carriage...

No more, no less. Fifty magicians!