End of the Magic Era

Naturally, we also know that Thorn Merlyn is right. Young magicians with 500 archmages to fight the idea of Ghost Valley are simply making fun of themselves. In case of a war with a melting tribe, those 500 archmages will not survive much. This is another huge loss for the Merlyn family.

“Your Excellencies, it should have been clear that two months ago I sent a report on Mafa Merlin to Zuji…" Thorn Merlin crossed his hands, tapped the desktop gently, smiled funny at the corner of his mouth, looked deeply at Ida Merlin and Yuri Merlin, and went on to say: “If no accident occurs, Commander Mafa Merlin's identity will soon be disbanded by Zuji, so be it. Save him the fuss. ”

There has been no movement since Zudi received the report. Thornmelin is not in a hurry, but feels it is a good thing. On the ancestral side, discussions are certainly under way on how to deal with Mafamelin. The longer it takes, the more serious Mafamelin's problem will be, and eventually Mafamelin will be severely punished.

Thorn Merlyn is not worried...

In his opinion, that damn Mafa Merlin has been jumping for not long.

However, at this time, a slight magical fluctuation, rose in the chamber, Thorn Merrington looked happy, he knew that it was the ancestral land that sent the message, the instant time rushed out, in the void evolved countless golden symbols, flashing violently.

“Oh, Your Excellencies, what a coincidence. The ancestral land has sent a message. Let's see how the ancestral land punishes Mafamelin...”

Thorn Merlyn's face emerged with an uncovered smile.

“Ok... ok. ”

At this time, Idamellin and Yurimelin, feeling familiar magical fluctuations, their faces have become white, and they are not sure whether the young magician will be punished by the ancestral land. After all, the truth about the battle that just came to the fortress of the Fire Demon is known only to them, who are willing to testify and defend the young magician if necessary.

But the fact that the young magician went to the Dark Moon Fortress of the Black Tower is not easy to explain. The young magician, as the commander of the Flaming Demon Fortress, has a special identity and runs alone to the Dark Moon Fortress, and is told by Thornmelin to add vinegar, the ancestral side will definitely think more.

What to do...

Big, big, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and the magician's robe had long been wet by cold sweat against his back. However, they raised their heads and looked anxiously at the golden symbols.

Seconds later, those golden symbols began to change, like tadpoles, making up clearly visible text, undoubtedly from ancestral lands. When the two of us saw the words, we couldn't help but hang back and laugh.

To be precise, the message from the ancestral land has only four short words: "Mind your own business”!

Mind your own business!

Idamellin and Yurimelin, their faces have completely risen red, they have smiled, but their hearts have long laughed, they envisioned 10,000 possibilities, but they did not expect that the reply of their ancestral land would be these four words. Obviously, these four simple words are directed at Thornmelin, who reports to the ancestors.

It's funny when you think about it...

Thorn Merlyn had just sworn to Dandan that the ancestral land would definitely disqualify Commander Ma Fa Merlyn, yet the ancestral land did not mention to the young magician, without any punishment. Instead, he was somewhat dissatisfied with Thorn Merlyn. Otherwise, he would not say that Thorn Merlyn was meddling...

At this point, Idamellin and Yuri Merlyn both looked at Thornmerlyn with a very strange eye.

This is a naked punch in the face, and it's the kind of "pop" that makes Thornmerlyn puke blood.

In fact, Thorn Merlyn does have an urge to vomit blood, which is what it is, to react to Mafa Merlyn's sins to the ancestral land, but the ancestral land does not have any representation, but rather reprimands itself for meddling.

Shit...

Leaving the Flaming Demon Fortress unauthorized at a critical moment almost caused the fortress to fall. Also the next day, he secretly travelled to the Dark Moon Fortress of the Black Tower for an entire morning.

If I had the chance, Thorn Merlyn would like to ask Joe himself, which of these two things is casual?

At this time, his face was blue and his heart was beating very fast. He was so irritated that he had taken the position of young magician commander and looked steady, but didn't expect it to end up like this.

Thorn Merlyn's eyes were red, full of blood, watched the void in front of him flashing golden symbols, and concentrated four words, instantly unable to contain the anger in his heart, sending a near-beastly howl. How could he not be angry when he waited for two months with joy, but was minding his own business?

But anger doesn't help...

In doing so, the ancestral land made it clear that it favoured the young magician, and that it still did so without any cover, naked!

Thorn Merlyn is going crazy...

However, at this time, a slight footsteps came in, and Lin Yun, dressed in a magician's robe, took a steady step and slowly walked into the council chamber. As soon as he came in, he found the atmosphere here to be somewhat strange.

Idamellin and Yurimelin, blushing and slightly lowering their heads, while Thornmelin was tinted with a very sharp look at herself.

Shaking his head in darkness, he did not think much and walked straight to Thornmerlyn: “Dear Thorn, I need some force support...”

“Oh?”

Thorn Merlyn, in fury, has a cold smell all over his body, especially after seeing the forest cloud, and is almost out of control. When he heard Lin Yun's request, his heart gradually calmed down. A pair of blood-red eyes stared closely at Lin Yun, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

Today, the entire legion is firmly in control. The commander of the young magistrate is simply an outsider. Even if the ancestral land did not revoke the status of the young magistrate commander, what can be done?

In the face of anger, the young magician can do nothing without his own support.

Young magicians lead more than 500 archmages to deploy in the Valley of the Ghost before the war. They will never give any support. Even if the young magicians stabbed the great basket, and the more than 500 archmages led by the army were destroyed, it has nothing to do with them.

Thinking of this, Thorn Merlyn took a deep look at the young magician, and the voice frozen: “Mafa Merlyn, I'm so sorry, my people have other tasks, I can't leave the fortress of the Flaming Demon without permission...”

“Those are your men? As I recall, it was the Merlyn family's legion. When did it become Lord Thorne's man? As a commander, I have the authority to move that regiment, and you will not deny that, Lord Thorne..."

“Huh!”

“Of course I know you are a commander, but if you can move that legion, just move it, I won't stop you...” Thornmelin snorted, looking at Lin Yun, full of disdain. No one will move that legion unless they give their own orders.

“Huh...”

Lin Yun was faint, obviously he had guessed this result long ago, did not say much, just smiled lightly, did not continue to stay in the chamber, glanced lightly at Thorn Merlyn, turned around and passed through the heavy guard, he returned to his residence.

In fact, he had little hope for that legion.

In his dwelling, he took out the Book of Death, a dark and obscure character, spit it out of his mouth, a strong fluctuation rose between moments, while his figure disappeared without a trace.

Lin Yun appeared in the natural half of the surface, stepped on heavy land, eyes everywhere, the whole half of the surface is a scene of rejoicing in the glory, the grass is everywhere, the green trees are shady, the waves of rivers and so on, all corners are full of intense life breath.

Two months apart, radical changes occurred in half the surface, first of all in the concentration of magic, which rose again on the basis of the original, a large part of which was the reason for the proliferation of magic vines. A magic vine seedling would take at least two or three years to mature completely and extract magic from the void.

But in a special environment like the natural half-face, the growth rate of the magic vine has been accelerated more than ten times, so that in just over two months, it has been possible to extract magic from the void and accelerate half-face growth.

The intense magic that came from the surface made Lin Yun take a deep breath, suddenly refreshed, months of running back and forth tiredness, as if to eliminate a lot, walking in the grass of green oil, you can see three or two shadows, focused meditation, a flesh-eyed foggy magic, as if attracted by some kind of attraction, constantly entering their bodies, almost every moment, those people's breath, are undergoing changes that are not easily detectable.

The meditation efficiency of these people after mastering the speedy star trail is just jealous. Fifty magicians today, spent more than two months in the natural half, all the time in meditation, have just arrived in the half of the forest cloud, pulled the magic array to the extreme, covering the whole area, it was quickly discovered that the worst talent of the fifty people, Taj, is already the 9th level master, as for the others, the vast majority have already stood at the peak of the 9th level master, trying to impact the Wizard world.

These people's progress surprised Lin Yun in the dark. You know, two months ago, the vast majority of them were only first-degree archmages, the strongest were not even at the fifth level, but now, there has been a revolutionary change, and they have turned into nine-level archmages.

No one will believe the speed at which this horror has progressed, I'm afraid.

Natural half-sided meditation environment, 14 formulas composed of extreme speed star marks, under the influence of the ancient magic smell, magic talent produced mass transformation, various reasons combined, 50 magicians progress so fast, it is natural, if it took two months, has not yet become a level 9 master, Lin Yun would even suspect, are these people lazy while they are not here...