End of the Magic Era

A while ago, he came out of his native land and looked around for news of the Merlin family. He learned that the Merlin family today has no heavenly people sitting in town. The strongest man is Oren Merlin, the peak of the sealed magician.

And that damn Thornton Merlyn, he hasn't been back to the Merlyn family in years.

Then, he developed the idea of revenge against the Merlin family. This time he came to the flame, not by chance, but to use the power of the Black Tower to take away the fiery fortress belonging to the Merlin family. Of course, this is only the first step in his revenge against the Merlin family. In the future, he will slowly erode the Merlin family and call it one of the two big families, completely strangling it.

It was with this in mind that Suville learned that after the arrival of the Merlin family at the Dark Moon Fortress, he was impatient to come to the visiting room, and then outside the door he heard that the young magician had offered to cooperate, and it had to be said that this cooperation was extremely beneficial for the Black Tower, but Suville did not want to see the Black Tower and Merlin work together, and if it did, how could he use the power of the Black Tower against the Merlin family?

…

The Merlyn family didn't see the black tower in their eyes, but they sent only a young man from the level 5 Wizard Realm. He didn't even have the sincerity to cooperate at all. That's why Suville had the excuse to stop this cooperation. The fierce words made the Merlyn family very passive.

“I wonder what the Merlin sent you here for. I'm afraid it's just a front to talk about cooperation?” Suville watched Lin Yun continue to make a stinging laugh, his old palms swung, instant horrible magical fluctuations quickly spread, coldly said: “You can't leave the Dark Moon Fortress for now, let Oren Merlyn come and get you...”

By the time Suville said this, he obviously didn't notice that Vis next to him had long been sweating in cold blood and looked at him with a frightening look...

Shit...

If it weren't for the occasion, Vis really wanted to scold people, you clearly spoke well, you Soviet weren't honest in the fortress, you had to make a scene. Do you know how much damage it would cause to Blacktower to stir up this cooperation? What a selfish guy!

Naturally, he knew that Suville was still angry about what happened back then, transferring his hatred of Thornton Merlyn to the Merlyn family, but even if you want revenge on the Merlyn family, you have to choose the right talent...

The young magician in front of you, who wants to leave the Dark Moon Fortress, can leave at any time, is not something you Suville can stop...

Throughout the Black Tower, I'm afraid only Vis alone knows how horrible this apparent calm, or very ordinary, young magician is. The experience of the Turan Mountains is like a nightmare for Vis. It's always hard to forget that the young magician bombed those two powerful dead creatures, and even when dealing with the Bells shell, he summoned a mysterious means to summon the knights of the dead and the dead witches whose strength is horrible...

This is nothing. At the bottom, the young magician's performance was even more horrible. Bells' soul, with the peak strength of the sealed magician, did not steal the essence of the Death Spirit from the young magician, so it can be seen.

As for the great demon he met on his way back, let alone the horror existed from the abyss, but the end result was that he was scared away by the young magician...

In Vis's view, if we really want to fight each other, the Seventh Enclosure Mage, Superior, is probably not a rival of the young magician, and nothing else, just a means to summon the creatures of the Undead, can make Suville scorch his head.

And he didn't approve of the Soviet approach, and he was hostile to the Merlin family, so let it go. Can't we put up with it a little bit at this critical moment? Do you have to be satisfied that Blacktower doesn't get any benefit?

“Lord Suville, Merlin Mage is the most noble guest of the Black Tower, and it is in the interest of the Black Tower that we treat our guests in a manner that does not detain them, and that the Merlin family proposes a cooperative programme. ”

In fact, Vis has always been very respectful of Suville walking out of the Holy Land, but at this time, he can no longer hear any kind of courtesy in his words and has a cold face.

He's really a little angry...

“How can I not see that it is in the interest of Hector to work with the Merlin family? Vis, you must have been fooled by the Merlin family...”

Soviet Ben had a gloomy face, and after listening to what Vis had just said, there were almost signs of an outbreak. It seems to him that I have made myself perfectly clear that I was intentionally trying to make it difficult for the Merlin family, and Vis was so disgraced that he spoke for the Merlin family everywhere.

This upsets Soviet...

While both sides are parliamentarians, it is clear that their qualifications and strengths are much higher than those of Vis, an attitude that clearly provokes them.

“How can you be so arbitrary, Lord Soviet, that you do not know the details of the cooperation that it will not benefit the Black Tower?” Vis looked iron and blue and his heart soared with anger.

“Vis, you are so confused. If the Merlin family really values this cooperation, how can they send a young man to propose it? If it's sincere, it should be the guy from Oren Merlin...” Suville smiled, refuting it on the side.

“You…”

Vis was pissed off and couldn't say anything. Even if he said that Mafa Merlyn was not easy, he was stronger than you, and Soviet would not believe it at all, it would still be considered an insult, so that things would only escalate to a point where it would be difficult to reconcile and make it worse.

He really can't figure out how this could have happened with a good end cooperation...

“Ask him to come up...”

However, at this time, a shady voice clearly entered the ears of everyone present, and between moments the entire guest room was completely quiet, especially Vis and Suville, who had a ghostly look on their faces, stood still, and their heads kept echoing that phrase.

Please… he comes up.

It's amazing how Lord Helen used "please” instead of Jean...

You know, Lord Helen is Speaker of the Black Tower, the mighty man at the peak level of the Enclosure Enchantress, touching the presence of a little extraordinary power, and Joy, the star sage, calling Auckland the mightiest Enchantress of the Enchantress, and I'm afraid throughout Auckland, the man who can make Lord Helen count with the word "please”, both hands.

But...

What was said earlier, apparently against the young magician of the Merlin family, shocked Suville completely, he could not believe his ears, even wondered if he had heard it wrong, how could His Excellency Herren use a salute to a Level 5 magician in his 20s? Even a Level 5 Enclosure Wizard, Lord Helen doesn't need to use salutations...

But that's the truth, and the Honorable Herren truly saluted the young magician from the Merlin family, and no matter how much Suville no longer wanted to believe it, he had to believe it before his eyes.

Damn...

“Well..." Soviet opened his mouth and wanted to ask Vis what was going on, but saw that the other person looked just like a ghost.

“Herren, Herr Merlyn, please come up...”

Although Vis was also shocked, it was obviously a good thing for him that His Excellency Helen said, pointing to the spinning staircase on the left, while looking at Suville with a strange look, like a disaster, like a happy accident, like a pride, that he couldn't help but be really pissed off by Suville and take advantage of the advantage, which he obviously wouldn't miss.

Originally, Suville came to stir up the situation, making him feel a little uneasy. You should know that the young magician's temper is not very good. Maybe things should be loud. One side is the collaborator, and the other side is Congressman Black Tower. If you really want to fight, it's not easy to end the game...

Fortunately, it was only in the presence of His Excellency Helen that a wind wave broke down.

However, this young magician is a little strange. Without speaking of horror, he can still be treated with respect by His Excellency Mr. Helen, who himself does not have such treatment.

“Okay...”

Lin Yun nodded gently, along the circling staircase on the left, and quickly disappeared in the amazing gaze of Vis and Suville. At this time, he pushed open a door on the second floor, into a fine study with only one middle-aged man, Helen, Speaker of the Black Tower, whom he had met at the Magic Hand party.

To be exact, this was the second time he saw Helen, the first time, at a Magic Hand party, and it was a little unpleasant, and he was recommended by Joey, the star sage, to enter the Magic Hand party, while Helen and Joey had some grudges, a thousand ways, to stop herself from joining the Magic Hand, and Helen was not talking about herself.

As for the meditation that followed, the auction seemed delightful, but at the moment the deal was concluded, both parties were pregnant with ghosts, and Helen thought she had pitted herself, but she knew that it was Helen who was really pitted.

Of course, it's a secret that will last forever.

At this time, Herren, sitting quietly across the desk, was carrying an unspeakable magic. From the moment he walked into the room, Lin Yun felt an infinite amount of pressure. Today, he is already a level 5 magician. He is sensitive to the flow of magic. He can clearly see that that pressure is not from Herren himself, but from the power of the world.

This is extraordinary power...

Speaker Helen of the Black Tower today, like Joy the Star Sage, I'm afraid, is one of those kind who steps into the sky and touches the horror of a little extraordinary power. Raise your hands and raise your feet, all have the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, far beyond the general seal of the Wizard strong, even if only inadvertently emitting magical fluctuations, can scare the powerful Wizard of the seal.

“My Lord Helen...” Lin Yun did not expect to see Helen again in this situation.

“Oh Merlin, we meet again...” Helen lay at the desk, sweeping Lin Yun's head up, smiling, seeing this young magician, Helen couldn't help but think of that meditation.