End of the Magic Era

However, Lin Yun is very clear that the potential of these demon leaders in battle today is only a small part of what they show. After all, these people soon broke through the realm of demon leaders. The use of the combative demon script of flame storm is not perfect enough, and cooperation with each other is far from tacit.

Of course, none of this is a problem, it only takes a lot of action and time to accumulate…

In the meantime, the 50 Demon Messengers did not disappoint Lin Yun and show extraordinary strength.

In a very special environment such as Ghost Valley, the concentration of magic is near the fog state, so it creates countless powerful warcraft, such as the more than twenty high order warcraft is very common, the most horrible was the day after coming to Ghost Valley, rushing out more than twenty warcraft directly from the dense forest, the strength is all above twenty, but even then, those warcraft eventually couldn't get close to the team of thirty meters, they were bombarded by fifty warriors...

With a battle, those demon leaders are also becoming more and more responsive to their own power and the use of flame storms. Almost every major battle, they will improve significantly. After all, during that time on the natural half, the sun and moon meditate, drawing on the magic of the half-side, everyone's body condenses the atmosphere of the ancient demons. The gift side has already undergone an overturning change, and their ability to understand is much higher than that of ordinary people, even if compared to those so-called young geniuses, I am afraid it will not be much worse.

Near the depths of the Ghost Valley, a palpitating battle broke out. A warcraft of level 35 appeared. The battle lasted for more than 20 minutes. Under the siege of 50 wizards, the powerful warcraft finally fell with reluctance. Though it took a little while, the magicians were forced into battle and no one was injured from the beginning.

The performance of these 50 magical mentors has undoubtedly stunned everyone in the room, including Idamellin and Yurimelin. It is estimated that only Lin Yun alone knows that Level 35 is not the limit of those demon mentors...

As the night descended, the Legion of Mages stopped advancing and found a vacant camp. At this time, Idamellin and Yurimelin, with their faces filled with intense anxiety, came to Lin Yun camp room.

“Merlin, I'm so sorry to disturb you...”

“Oh, nothing. Your Excellencies are so late. What can I do for you?” Lin Yun smiled and looked at the two Idamellins. I didn't really care.

“Yes…”

Ida Merlyn took a deep breath, seemed a little hesitant, it took two or three minutes to make up his mind: “Master Merlyn, something so big has happened recently, I think it must have been noticed by the fire tribe, even reinforcements may be on the road, soon we can reach Ghost Valley, we took such a big advantage this time, destroy an Orc unit of seven, seven, eight, and control the majority of the Ghost Valley, should we stop moving forward, enter the defensive state, resist the reinforcements of the fire tribe...”

In his view, that was indeed necessary, and he would certainly do the same if he were a commander.

Today's Legion of Mages has only three battles above the rank of Enchantress, Yurimerin and the Young Mage. The number of Mages is only about sixty, and the rest are Grand Mages. This power, though strong, appears to be somewhat overwhelming for the Melting Tribes.

Idamellin, who has fought several times over the flames, naturally knows that the true power of the burning tribe is terrible. In addition to the six great prophets and the mysterious chiefs, there are also a large number of powerful and elite troops in the tribe. Even in the battle of the Ghost Valley, the burning tribe has lost a great deal, but the burning tribe will never be able to watch the Ghost Valley fall into their hands.

The dispatch of reinforcements is almost beyond doubt, it's just a matter of time...

At this time, the Legion of Mages first wiped out an Orc Army of 7788 and occupied most of the Ghost Valley. In fact, it has already occupied a great deal of cheap. Even the Merlin family has gained the biggest amount in decades of anger. If defense is launched now, with the support of the Soon Merlin Legion, it will be possible to completely control most of the Ghost Valley.

But if greed continues deeper, reinforcements from the Burning Tribes may be encountered, and the entire legion of magistrates will be in distress or even threatened with extinction.

It is precisely for this reason that Idamellin and Yurimelin spent the whole day worried, until the camp was set up at night, when they came and prepared to persuade the young magician.

If the Legion of Mages continues like this, the consequences will be unimaginable...

“Mentor Merlin, you should know that our Merlin family and the Melted Tribes have been deadlocked for nearly a hundred years in the battle for the Ghost Valley, and the Melted Tribes have not given up fighting. Although the troops they are stationed here this time have suffered heavy losses and cannot stop us, the reinforcements of the Melted Tribes will arrive sooner or later, I think it would be better to be cautious...” Yuri Merlin also persuaded her bitterly.

“Oh, there is no need for defense for now, continue to fight deep, the farther away the better...” Lin Yun said with a faint look on his face, waved his hand gently.

“This… how can this be done! ”

Suddenly, Idamellin and Yurimelin were choked by the words of the young magician, their faces turned pale, and they looked at each other and saw deep anxiety, what can we do?

Ultimately, they can only persuade that the final decision is still in the hands of the young magistrate.

But if the young magician wants to go alone, something big must happen.

The results of the previous battles will all be wiped out, and there will be some compensation…

Just as Idamellin and Yurimelin tried to persuade them to continue, they suddenly found the young magician frowned and immediately scared the two of them into swallowing the well-brewed rhetoric, without daring to speak.

After months of contact with the young magician, they all knew very well, don't look at the young magician looking easy to get along with, always with a faint smile on his face, but in fact, if he was upset, it would be a terrible disaster for him.

“Your Excellencies, do you hear anything? ”

Seeing the two Idamellins, he had to touch his nose and smile. Naturally, he knew the two guys were thinking too much.

“Voice? So... what is it? ”

Upon hearing Lin Yun's reminder, Ida Meilin and his wife dared not carelessly. After listening carefully, they discovered that the camp was hundreds of meters away, and some subtle sounds were heard. Then, they perceived a lot of magical fluctuations, and suddenly they looked at Lin Yun in a cold sweat and panic.

“Reinforcements of the Melting Tribes...” Lin Yun's face still had a faint smile. In fact, after discovering the movement, he prompted the magic formation to the extreme. Everything within a few thousand meters of the circle was within his insight, and then discovered that a unit approached hundreds of meters outside the camp...

The strength of this force is horrific.

Thousands of Angry Orcs, riding on the Ashes Wolf, stared at the camp as if they were going to rush over at any moment, quite loud. In the middle of the sky, there are nearly a hundred huge bipedal flying dragons, bipedal flying dragons on the flame surface, and there are some differences from the Northender world. The bipedal flying dragons appear, full of fire red, sweeping the heat...

Lin Yunpour has also learned beforehand about this bipedal dragon. The blood of the giant dragon is much purer than that of the bipedal dragon in the world of Pinocender. It can erupt flames with fierce fire poison. It can be viewed almost as a weakened dragon breath. The weakest of these warcraft has nearly twenty levels of strength.

In the face of anger, encounter a large number of bipedal Feilong. Without the sealed Wizard or Sword Holy Power, you will almost certainly die.

Now, however, there are almost a hundred...

On the backs of those double-legged Feilong, sitting an unusually tall angry beast, holding a glittering spear in his hand, with the eyes of Lin Yun, it is natural to see that the natural power of those angry beasts, with the strength of their bodies alone, is almost equivalent to the rank of the Great Swordsman, throwing spears from high altitude, without the strength of the Wizard will definitely be pierced.

Forty or fifty angry beasts in front of the army, these beasts are not powerful, but they are flashing unusually bright dark red symbols, and a fiery magical fluctuation, and the forest cloud in many contact with the angry beasts. One can see that these angry beasts, powerful beast magicians in the melting tribe, can summon a variety of fire element biological battles, once entwined, means endless trouble.

When he first arrived at the Fortress of the Flaming Demon, Lin Yun taught the strength of these Orc Mages. He was just more than a dozen Orc Mages, acting as a monster in the dark, he caused a whole legion of Merlin family members to lose focus. If he hadn't insight into the exact location of the Orc Mages, maybe the Fortress of the Flaming Demon would have fallen.

Lin Yun was shocked by the dark heart of the fire tribe. It was so rich. The total number of animal magicians was nearly fifty. All of them were strong people equal to the rank of the Wizard. Among them, more than ten animal magicians stood at the peak of the Wizard. Even three of them were animal magicians. The fluctuations emanating from their bodies were extremely scary and not less powerful than the rank of the sealed Wizard...

This unit is luxurious and has basically the power to attack the Flaming Fortress, which is likely to fall without its presence.

Against the army of magicians in the camp, the gap is too obvious...

Without any hesitation, Lin Yun rushed out of the barracks with the two Idamellins, then sounded the alarm, one after the other the magician drilled out of the barracks, quickly assembled and took only three minutes before and after.

Then, just after the legion of magicians had assembled, the Orc Army across the street sent out a bright and arrogant voice: "Where is your commander, let him come out and meet me! ”