End of the Magic Era

Immediately afterwards, the Dragon Blood Orc turned to Mark Watson and revealed a signature look of happiness and misfortune.

Shit, Lord Shuttle, in order not to be unlucky, you have to be unlucky...

If you want to blame, don't blame Lord Close...

Who told you to mess with Lord Merlyn for no reason whatsoever, and to mess with such a fierce person, you are really in a bad mood...

“On your own? ”

Unfortunately, Mark Watson didn't know what the dragon-blooded beast was thinking, and was stared at directly by an beast, especially by that strange gaze, which made him very uncomfortable.

Soon, however, he stopped paying attention to those eyes, because an Orc at the top swordsman level was not worth paying attention to.

Forget about the top swordsmen, even some new swordsmen, what's worth caring about?

For me, those can be crushed at will...

And all of a sudden, he thought, "This Mafa Merlin is really interesting, sending a top swordsman level Orc against himself."

Though the top swordsman, already a weak strength, in his own eyes, is nothing.

“What...” The Dragon Blood Orc took a break, and looked at Mark Watson unexpectedly.

“You seem to be an angry beast, captured by Mafa Merlin, then chose to follow Mafa Merlin?” Mark Watson sneered: “I advise you to leave Mafa Merlyn immediately. He is not worth following at all. You don't see, he made you deal with me. He clearly wants to kill you. If you choose to follow me, I can help you become a swordsman...”

In his view, this good fiery beast, following Mafa Merlin, is a bit unfortunate...

Let's see how Mafa Merlin treats this angry beast man. He's about to be tortured like an animal. If he hadn't identified himself, he wouldn't have thought it was an angry beast.

If this fiery beast chooses to follow him, it won't take long to become a sword saint, and it is possible to reach the height of an advanced sword saint even further in the future...

This well-qualified Angry Orc, following Mafa Merlin, is a waste in itself...

“No, no, no, no, Lord Merlyn was good to me, how could he have killed me...” The Dragon Blood Orc suddenly jumped, his face grew pale and waved.

Even if Lord Merlyn wanted to kill Lord Shut up, Lord Shut up wouldn't dare to resist, because doing so would definitely kill him early...

Shit, I chose to follow you...

If you say that, do you want to kill Lord Shut up...

If Lord Shugo moves that thought, he will immediately be noticed by Lord Merlin, who has a soul contract with him. Then Lord Shugo will surely die very tragically...

Fortunately, the adjourned adult is determined.

Unconsciously, the Dragon Blood Orc was off duty and hated Mark Watson.

Mark Watson naturally doesn't know what the Dragon Blood Orc is thinking. At this moment, he is still feeling sorry for himself. Looks like he has to strangle this well-qualified Angry Orc today. He can't help but sigh a long time: “Forget it...”

“ …… ”

The Dragon Blood Orc is no longer free to pick up Mark Watson, Lord Merlyn warned, but he listened clearly. If he can't bring bad luck to this white magician in front of him, then he will be in bad luck. Think of it here, he sweats directly at Hubanton, that damn Theodus, Sooner or later, Lord Hubang will have to pour you out.

“Ho...”

As the dragon-blooded beast roared, the red skin instantly turned dark red, as if wrapped in a flame, sending a burning breath, squeezing the massacre in his hand, suddenly waving towards Mark Watson.

Mark Watson, not far away, was shaking his head in the dark. He really overestimated the fiery beast himself. Now, it seems that it is only a man who knows how to use his brute force to win, without discussing any martial arts and techniques. A simple fiery beast, even if he can become a sword saint, does not seem to be of any use.

Thinking about it, Mark Watson held onto the staff in his hand, and in vain, an amazing magic fluctuation, emanating from his body, spreading to various corners, the gorgeous staff in his hand, gently sweeping away, a strand of Mars appearing, rapidly expanding, eventually becoming a flame shackle, sweeping the terrible heat, accurately falling on the dragon-blooded beast.

In his view, it would probably be enough to deal with a fiery beast, a flame shackle, who is only a great swordsman?

No way, no wonder he would think that the magic strength of the wizard and the sealed wizard is almost hundreds of times worse, while the power of the wizard released by the wizard depends on the strength of the magic...

However, immediately…

The second-degree spell flame shackle had just landed on the dragon-blooded beast man, only listened to a low roar, the dragon-blooded beast body appeared dense and numb character, the instant time, absorbed those flames clean, holding the massacre jumped sharply, at this time, less than ten meters from Mark Watson.

What...

Mark Watson was foolish at the time, and his hall seal, the Wizard of Demons, strengthened the shackles of fire, did not have any effect on the Angry Orc.

Wait...

The other party is the Angry Orc...

This is when Mark Watson suddenly realized that he had made a retarded mistake.

Though he was in a position of anger for not long, he also knew that anger beasts are naturally extremely resistant to flames, as well as terrible fire-control abilities, and even the beast magician among them is able to summon a large number of fire elemental creatures...

So careless...

I actually ate this mistake...

“Oh, next, you won't be so lucky...” Mark Watson shook his head with a cold smile and had to give up his good fire spell. After saying this, his mouth sounded full of chanting spells, a large number of long spells came out, instant time, a cold breath spread around, his hands gently waved, countless frosts rolled around his body, condensed into an ice cone, and lashed past to the dragon-blooded beast.

Sharp ice cone, flashing blue light, crossing in the middle of the sky...

But...

Again, as Mark Watson had expected, a dozen ice cones flew out, waving the slaughtered dragon-blood beast, lazy to hide, and those ice cones fell on him, leaving no trace at all.

At this time, even the Lan Merlin who watched the battle was incredibly open his eyes. This is incredible. The Orc is clearly only at the top swordsman level. Although he has stepped halfway into the ranks of Kensei, it is still very different from the true sealed Wizard of Demons strong...

Moreover, Mark Watson is clearly not a general seal magician, and the power of a dozen instant ice cones alone is enough to make some newcomer seal magician's hands and feet very messy.

However, the top swordsman level beast does not hide, which is very unscientific...

But there is something even more unscientific...

After bearing more than a dozen ice cones on the front, I can't help but let Lan Merlyn stand still. This spell resistance is a little too scary...

Among those present, only Lin Yun behaved calmly. I am not surprised by the performance of the Dragon Blood Orc...

After the Dragon Blood Orc merged with the blood of the three Golden Dragons, he had already seen the horror resistance of the Dragon Blood Orc. At that time, the Dragon Blood Orc had just become the Great Swordsman, bearing the equivalent of the power of the Top Demon Mentor, and just a little nosebleed...

And now the Dragon Blood Orc, already at the peak of the Great Swordsman, one foot into the Sword Holy Queen, is not at all the ice cone released by Mark Watson can hurt.

Unless Mark Watson uses Level 7 spells only owned by the Enclosed Wizard, he can barely inflict some flesh wounds on the Dragon Blood Orc...

But it's obviously too late...

A seven-level spell, even the shortest spell, takes at least eight seconds.

Perhaps a second later, the massacre in the hands of the dragon-blooded beast will fall on Mark Watson.

“Damn...”

Mark Watson screamed in vain, his appearance seemed a little confused. Although he had stood at the height of the captain's guide, a dozen or so protective spells cured on his body alone, he was really not confident in the face of the dragon-blooded beast that ran over him.

After a harsh curse, he couldn't care less. The cane in his hand instantly emitted a dazzling light, the top of the cane, that at least 35 levels of magic crystal, even more transmitted a fascinating circle of halos, almost in the electric flint room, three ice walls instantly, pulled up in a burst of muffled noise, held in front of himself.

But...

“Boom...”

The three ice walls were almost echoed and smashed, and the dragon-blooded Orc ran straight into each other, using his incredible strength, smashing those ice walls into pieces, but even so, the massacre in his hand was still powerful, smashing straight into Mark Watson's chest...

Suddenly, a “knock” muffled noise, just finished the spell of Mark Watson, before it had reacted, it had been lifted by the massacre of the Dragon Blood Orc, the face was very complex, stunned, fearful, more unbelievable, immediately followed by "Boom” three muffled noises, Mark Watson's body, smashed three barracks, and finally landed on the ground, enough to roll out a few dozen meters away...

“Cough...”

Faceless Mark Watson, one hand covering his mouth, but after a few coughs, the blood still couldn't stop, flowing along the gap between his fingers, staining his white and flawless magician robe red. After a glance at his chest, he couldn't help but gloom. Fortunately, he cured himself. The vast majority of his spells were concentrated in his chest. If not, he would probably be dead by now...

That power, it's horrible...

Makes Mark Watson feel like he's not facing an angry beast at all, but fighting an adult dragon until now, he still has some palpitations.

How could such an animal exist in the world?

Wait...

Is that not a giant dragon who is good at illusion...