End of the Magic Era

If it is the existence of the upper magic flame elf, it can be said, but it is just a flame on the totem, there is no fluctuation in life...

Immediately afterwards, as the flames beat, it seemed like a force slowly brewed, between rolling up and down, giving him a palpitating feeling.

“It's horrible...”

Suddenly, Lin's cloud was white, and a fine layer of sweat beads appeared on his forehead, which was all the pressure from the flames. Today, in the Tulang Mountains, he took three sets of meditation, as the core meditation, and completely merged, breaking into the level of level 5 Demon Master, and his strength was even more comparable to that of the powerful high-order sealed Demon Master.

But in the face of that strange flame, I still feel palpitations, and it can be seen how horrible the power contained in the flame is, and even he has the illusion that if the power of the flame erupts, there will be a disaster.

Wait...

However, just as he stared at the flames that kept pounding in his eyes, he suddenly felt a sense of sheer openness in his heart and seemed to have a slight clue.

This has to do with Dragon Farm...

More than a dozen days ago, the Allied forces took complete control of the Ghost Valley. He secretly led people to dig up the Dragon Farm, but there was a powerful defensive force to protect the Dragon Farm. Under his analysis, it was discovered that with a terrible flame, the power erupted instantly to disperse that defensive force.

Immediately afterwards, he approached Yas, a young angry beast, to ask him about the Valley of Ghosts, when Yas only spoke of a legend that had been circulating in the Fire Tribe for centuries. At the bottom of the Valley of Ghosts was sealed with a powerful demon, which needed something to be released, and that thing was in the Holy Mountains of the Fire Tribe.

At that time, he concealed that what was legendary seemed to have something to do with Dragon Farm, and then he promised Vis that he would climb the Holy Mountain with Hector's men.

The answer has been called out...

Blacktower's bitter pursuit of this true spiritual peak-level totem left by the ancestors of the Melting Tribe is the key to helping him disperse that defensive force.

To be precise, it is the power of the flame at the top of the totem that needs to be harnessed.

However, the answer was to make him cry a little. He had already known the totem existed from the beginning of his cooperation with Hector, but he did not care. During the negotiations with Helen, the great generosity gave the totem to Hector, although Helen still did not know the details of the matter...

From 30,000 years later, he knew better than anyone that this true peak totem had landed in the hands of mankind and had no use whatsoever. The original black tower had eaten a dumb loss, losing more than a dozen strong seal wizards, not reaping half the benefits, but achieving the famous heavenly staircase Shaman Luther in history...

He really didn't expect that the opening of the Dragon Cultivator Array would be a totem.

Apart from Lin Yun, the two black towers, Vis and Suville, both know some secrets. Seeing the totem on the altar, they suddenly became very excited, and their hearts “pounded and pounded” beating very fast. But after what happened in the Turan Mountains, Vis became a little more stable, frowning, watching vigilantly around him and the sheikh, without making a slight move.

“Are you the chief of the Melting Tribe? ”

At this time, however, Suville stood up, breaking the impasse, staring across the street at the middle-aged angry beast, frowned coldly: “Even the Melting Fire tribe is extinguished. It's pathetic that you're all alone now. If you volunteer to hand over your totem, you may have a chance to continue living...”

Suville's voice, with a strong sense of superiority, looked at the sheikh's eyes and was filled with disdainful divinity.

When he first discovered the chief, he had accurately judged through the energy fluctuations in the chief that the chief's strength was equivalent to that of a six-level encapsulated magician in mankind. This level of power, looking at the entire flame level, is also at the top of the list...

But what does that do?

You know, this team of more than a dozen people is made up of the strong sealed magicians, and their strength reaches the level of the seven sealed magicians. Perhaps they can easily kill the chief without the need for anyone else to intervene.

It would seem a little tricky if the sheikh could motivate the power of the totem, but it's just a little tricky, and it can't be an opponent of his own.

That's why I stood up confidently.

Because in his view, the result was already proactive, and whatever choice the chief made, eventually the totem would fall into the hands of the black tower...

“I don't have much time to waste here with you. I hope you can make a decision as soon as possible. Of course, think clearly. After all, this is about your future destiny...” After seeing the chief standing on the altar, he couldn't help but react. Suville's face turned a little cold and he said with a hint of impatience: “I've given you the opportunity, it's up to you...”

“Humans, although you have extinguished the Fire Tribes, our great forefathers will punish you, your bloody invaders, and let you die in despair...”

The chief stood on the altar, still a high deity, looking down at the people 100 meters away, as if he was not aware of his situation. On that middle-aged face, he revealed a glorious and endless resentment.

“Unfortunately, you missed your only chance...” Suville's smile on his face converged, his eyes staring at the chief in a shadow, shaking his head in darkness, and he couldn't help but laugh.

“Your goddamn ancestors, if they really existed, would be watching, and the burning tribes would be wiped out by us? I have to say, you angry beasts are so naive...”

“Forget it, I'll go and get it myself, and I'll let you see your ancestors...” Suville smiled with a smile all over his face, looking at the sheikh, looking at him like he was looking at a dead man, talking like he had pronounced the sheikh's fate, and then he slowly moved his footsteps and walked towards the altar.

In fact, he didn't see the chief in his eyes from the beginning. This confidence stems from his own strength. Don't look at his rank only one level higher than that of the chief, but the power gap between the two sides is one heaven and one earth. Every step is difficult on the path of the sealed Wizard, especially after five levels of watershed...

He has full confidence that this battle will not last more than ten minutes at most.

“Wait...”

Yet, just as Suville took two steps, there was a sound behind him, which, although very light, was clearly transmitted into everyone's ears here, Suville walking, a stiff motion, a shady face turned around, and a slightly cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "What, Mafa Merlin, do you want to repent? ”

Upon coming out of the Black Tower Sanctuary, a parliamentary seat was granted, and Suville naturally came into contact with some of the core secrets of the Black Tower, especially this time working with the Merlin family to attack the secrets of the Burning Tribe. Black Tower received a top-secret piece of information a hundred years ago, and there was a powerful demon in the Melting Tribe, at the peak of the true spirit.

Black Tower wanted to get the magic device more than once, but part of the force could not be pulled over, so the plan for the magic device began to stand on hold indefinitely until Mafamelin came to the door and offered to cooperate...

And he clearly knows that in this cooperation, Blacktower has the right to take one thing away from the Hot Fire Tribe as a priority. In cooperation with the Merlin family, Blacktower is the most powerful and ostensibly lossy, but in fact, after extinguishing the Hot Fire Tribe, he gets the True Spirit Peak Totem, and Blacktower doesn't know how much to earn...

Thinking of this, Suville looked at the young magician's eyes, full of drama. It seemed that Mafa Merlin, who had been blinded by the drums, now finally understood everything...

Regret, regret hard, even if you repent of your bowels, it won't help!

You think Blacktower worked with the Merlin family for Ghost Valley?

What is a ghost valley in a district...

What Black Tower really wants is that True Spirit Peak Totem. If properly applied, it won't take long, Black Tower will have an extra sealed Demon Mentor Peak Power!

Unfortunately, the young magician was faint and did not show the remorse he envisioned.

of…

It must be fake. It is the True Spirit Peak Magic. Even if a True Spirit Peak Magic Appears in the entire Northender world, it will cause a bloody storm among the top forces, and countless powerful people will participate in the competition.

Unless Mafa Merlyn is stupid, how could she not care?

That “wait” was the best evidence, clearly trying to stop himself from getting totem, but does it make sense, Suville can't bear to shake his head in the dark, still too young...

“Mafa Merlin, if I recall correctly, you seem to have an agreement with His Excellency Herren, don't you? After successfully extinguishing the Hot Fire Tribes, our Black Tower has the right to take one thing away from the Hot Fire Tribes as a priority. Now I can tell you the truth, what our Black Tower wants to take away as a priority is the totem on the altar...” When I say this, Suville's mind is so refreshed that he can finally reveal this secret in a bright and upright manner.

The self-righteous Mafa Merlin, who may have thought he'd made money in this partnership with Black Tower, was cruel, but the secret he told himself was undoubtedly a "pop” in the face.

Don't mention how good it is...

Blacktower doesn't really want to work with the Merlin family, it's using you Merlin family!

“I'm sorry, but I still have to say that if you want to take Totem's idea, you will be faced with endless anger in the Black Tower if you violate the pre-cooperation agreement, and of course I don't mind you doing so, because just as I wish, that would speed up the demise of the Merlin family, hahaha...” Suville looked almost at it and stopped exciting the young magician, turning his body, holding onto the staff in his hand and slowly walking towards the altar.