End of the Magic Era

“Damn...”

As a result, Razat's face grew worse and his forehead jumped straight. He really didn't expect Yas to make such a big mistake. He shouted with some impatience for a moment: “Do you know what I did? What did I tell you before I left? I told you not to insist. Without my orders, you cannot move troops...”

Razat was really pissed off. As he spoke, his fingers almost poked Yas' nose, and he could see how angry this highly respected tribal prophet was.

He can't stop being angry...

Nearly a thousand elite cavalry troops, none of them escaped except Yas, and you know that nearly a thousand elite cavalry troops are already equivalent to the vast majority of the forces in Ghost Valley, a huge loss that can have a huge impact on the series of deployments of melting tribes.

Even if he usually drowned on Yas, at this time, he couldn't bear to reprimand him...

Most importantly, this is too serious, even if he is one of the six great prophets of the Melting Tribe and has a superior status in the Tribe, but it is difficult to tell the Great Prophet about the loss of nearly a thousand elite cavalry soldiers at one time.

“Teacher, I... I was wrong. However, those humans are too cunning, and suddenly there are dozens more powerful wizards..."

Yas looked pale. He had never seen a teacher so angry before. For a moment, he panicked. He looked at Razat's eyes and was filled with a god of fear.

“Enough, you shut up! ”

Razat glanced at Yas so hard that he stopped talking. It was clear to him that things had come to this point and it would be useless to be angry any longer. The key was to find a solution. In any case, Yas is a proud disciple of his own, and although he did something stupid and caused great losses to the tribe this time, as a teacher himself, he had to help clean up the mess.

Otherwise, if the tribe drops the punishment, Yasko will be completely destroyed...

Thinking of this, Lazart's face only slightly slowed, glancing at Yas, his voice lowered: “Go back and reflect! ”

When Yas left, Lazart sighed deeply, a sad look on his face, trying to clean up this mess is really not easy...

The loss was so heavy that nearly a thousand elite cavalry troops were defeated. Without any results, the Great Prophet would not have been able to account for it and would have been heavily punished. Previous losses can only be recovered if the control of Ghost Valley is completely removed.

Lazart does have this intention in mind...

However, it is not too difficult to implement. After all, the two sides' rivalry over the Ghost Valley has been stalled for so many years. Without repressive power, it is difficult to completely control the Ghost Valley.

“Looks like he's the only one who can do it...”

Razat sighed again, as if he had made some kind of determination. "Rubbing” stood up, walked straight out of the house, and spent an unknown amount of time in a secret place...

Large section of dark and obscure ancient Orc language, coming from Lazart mouth, the moment the sound sounded, his dark red symbol flashed violently, immediately followed by a position shaking the mountain...

……

At this time, the fierce battle near the Valley of Ghosts has also completely come to an end, members of the Legion of Mages, swimming around the battlefield, burning the bodies of the Angry Orcs and counting the spoils.

Everything is going in order.

Lin Yun a group of people stood in the center of the camp, looking at the busy members of the army, almost everyone, with a delightful divine colour on their faces. After all, this battle magician army, at the smallest price, wiped out nearly a thousand animal cavalry, greatly weakened the strength of the melting tribe...

Thorn Merlyn, who stood beside him, had a goddamn look, his eyes swept away among the busy wizards, and his face grew worse.

Previously, he came to the camp to discover the origins of the fifty wizards, while the young wizard had been laying low and had not answered positively. He did not hesitate and participated in the battle when the Melted Tribes attacked the camp. Of course, he did not want to help the young wizard, but rather to observe the wizards through the battle and see if he could prove in some detail that the wizards were black towers...

It was with this in mind that the battle quickly broke out, and Thornmerlyn had been watching the Wizards in secret, but soon he suddenly discovered that the Wizards looked familiar, as if he had seen them before, and this discovery surprised him.

Towards the end of the battle, Thornmerlyn suddenly remembered one thing: more than two months ago, a few months after the disappearance of the young magician, he returned to the Merlyn family estate, at the doorstep of the estate, where he met the young magician with fifty powerful and weak archdeacons, and at the time he guessed in his heart that the young magician wanted to take them to the flames.

And now Thorn Merlyn finally understands why, seeing those wizards, there is a familiar feeling that the 50 wizards were not sent by the Black Tower at all, but by the great wizards more than two months ago!

Though he was somewhat unbelievable in his heart, he had to admit that that was the case. The 50 magicians who shook themselves up, were actually the archmages who had been ridiculed as cannon dust more than two months ago.

His whole person was almost foolish. This result was too frightening. He remembered very clearly that when he first met the archmages, his strength was so weak that the strongest of them did not exceed the fifth level of archmages. It could be more than two months later. Those guns and ashes looked like archmages, they actually jumped to become archmages.

Most importantly, all 50 archmages, all of them magicians!

This can no longer be described as a shock...

At this time, Thorn Merlyn remembered that before the Orc cavalry attacked the camp, he went to the young magician to find out the history of the magicians. The young magician replied that there had been recent breakthroughs by a large number of magicians. At that time, he did not believe that the young magicians felt that they were laying their hands on themselves. Now, it seems that the young magicians were not laying their hands on themselves, they were telling the truth.

For a while, Thorn Merlyn looked at the busy Wizards and his eyes were very complicated...

Thorn Merlyn, whose heart is heavy, naturally did not notice that not far away are the eyes of several tragedies, Lyon Merlyn and Ross Merlyn. Although they are all apparently calm, their hearts are long overdue to laughter. You will not even dream of it, those fifty demon messengers, are actually the so-called ashes of cannon in your mouth.

In fact, when Thornmerlyn came to the camp and inquired about the arrival of the Wizards, they stood by and anticipated the situation.

Now when I saw Thorn Merlin's goddamn face, several people almost couldn't help laughing. I couldn't help but think of the situation outside the Merlin family estate more than two months ago. Thorn Merlin smiled and described the 50 archmages as worthless cannon ash...

I have to say, reality is cruel...

The ashes of the original cannons have now become true magicians of the goods, and they are not yet comparable to ordinary magicians. The combined forces that erupted, I'm afraid even Thornmerlin, the fifth level sword and holy power, may not necessarily be an opponent.

At this time, as the battlefield was cleared, Lin Yun did not intend to remain in the camp, and immediately issued an order to the members of the Legion of Mages to remove the camp, followed by a huge and shaky team to advance to the Valley of Ghosts.

It is worth mentioning that no one even listened to Thorn Merlyn all the way. As the legion of magicians went away, Thorn Merlyn was ignored again, and he turned blue and stood still on that empty space. It felt like he had been slapped by a young magician, and he ignored himself...

Finally, Thornmerlyn walked in the direction of the Fortress of Fire.

Lin Yun led the legion of magicians to the inside of Ghost Valley, it was half an hour later. Lin Yun had already sent someone to investigate the strength of the Orc unit stationed near the Ghost Valley. If it had not been for an accident, the battle that had previously occurred in the camp, the nearly thousand elite cavalry that had been exterminated, should have been the main force of that unit.

The Orc Army, which has lost its main power, can no longer pose a threat, which is why he dares to carry a legion of magicians in broad daylight into the Valley of the Ghost.

Previously, the Merlin family and the Molten Fire tribe were afraid to take large numbers of troops into Ghost Valley. After all, they were too eye-catching and vulnerable to ambushes.

And now there is no such concern...

After coming to Ghost Valley, the way the Legion of Mages fought changed, with the fifty Mages, as well as Yurimerin and Idamerin, the two sealed Mages, as the main force of the Legion, while the remaining 500 Grand Mages, as auxiliaries, soon swept the Ghost Valley and continued to push deeper.

In the following three days, the Orc unit stationed near the Ghost Valley swept its strength against the Legion of Mages, some intolerable, and came several times to stop it, but unfortunately, after the battle commanded by Yas, the entire force was severely lost, and the remaining strength could not stop the Legion of Mages at all. It was pushed deep into the valley and even exterminated, with only a small force fleeing in the opposite direction.

In fact, Idamellin and Yurimelin, who have the strength of sealed magicians, have never done anything on this road. Fifty magicians have been cleaning up the entire journey, including when dealing with the Angry Orcs...

These 50 wizards, gradually revealing their power, are becoming more and more astonishing. In fact, the purpose of Lin Yun's arrangement is to test the strength of the Wizards, have the speedy star mark as the meditation, and the flame storm as the Wizard script, they really affect the balance too much, especially if they are united, even the strong of the sealed Wizards, face this group of people, there is no bottom gas in their hearts.