End of the Magic Era

“Lord Red…”

Just as Red Watson lost his temper, there was a loud voice outside the camp, and suddenly a smile appeared in the corner of Red Watson's mouth: "Please come in, Lord Anthus...”

Red Watson's voice had just fallen, and a man in a huge shape, wrapped in black robes, walked into the barracks, with a cold smell, emanating from the men in black robes.

“My Lord Antus, you are just in time...”

“Oh?”

“There's something I want to discuss with you, and here's the thing..." Red Watson smiles, briefly explains what happened a short while ago, and proposes to teach Mafa Merlyn a lesson.

“Oh, it turns out…” The black man, known as Antus, makes a gloomy laugh.

“Lord Antus, do you have any good advice?” Red Watson looked deeply at Antus and was very respectful.

As a member of the Watson ancestral council, Red Watson is said to be rarely treated equally within the Watson family as a whole.

But in front of him is a black man named Antus, definitely one of them...

In fact, Anthus is not part of the Watson family, and Red Watson only knows that Anthus came to the Watson family 200 years ago, almost for the vast majority of the time, and is responsible for the safety of the heads of households, few of whom know the existence of Anthus except for the ancestral lands and the heads of households.

It is said that Anthus stayed with the Watsons and was left to complain because one of the Watsons' ancestors, who had not appeared for centuries, had kept his word and remained with the Watsons, and had made a huge contribution to the Watsons over the past two centuries.

Of course, there is not only one reason to earn the respect of Red Watson, but most importantly, the strength of Antus, the Seventh Sword Sage level, and possession of demonic blood, monolithic power, Red Watson dare not say, can defeat Antus...

The Devil's Blood, undoubtedly the most special place in Antus, was mentioned by an invisible audience in Red Watson that Antus' grandfather, a semidemonic semi-human, inherited the blood of Antus, although the Devil's Blood had become very thin, was still able to maintain a short demonic form.

Once a hostile force sent a strong man of the Seventh Sword Holy Peak to assassinate a head of the Watson family, but the demonic form of Antus was born blocked and undamaged.

This shows how powerful Antus is…

“Dear Red, I think we can test it out...” Antus sounds a mute laugh: “Leave this to me, you should remember my abilities, temporarily transform into a demonic form, attack the Merlin family camp, maybe we can catch Mafa Merlin back while the Merlin family only knows that it was a demon who attacked them, never thought it was us Watsons who did it...”

This innate ability has always been his pride.

This time, following the owner of the Calverson family, he came to the Horn of Riches, naturally quite knowledgeable about the strength of the Merlyn family camp. Few Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enough Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure Enclosure,

In his opinion, there is no difficulty at all...

And he has been with Carl's owner, and listened to Carl's owner. During the negotiations at the Firedemon Fortress, the young man named Mafa Merlyn opened his mouth several times in a row and itched Carl's dominant teeth...

“Thank you, Monsignor Anthus...” Red Watson nodded with a smile. In fact, when Anthus first arrived, he thought of this method. However, if he did, it was abrupt. Good thing Anthus had always been loyal to the Watsons and nothing could be dispensed with.

Now, that fucking Mafa Merlyn, is it bad luck?

You know, in demonic form, the strength of Antus, almost at the height of the Seventh Sword Saint, trying to capture a Sixth Mage level Mafa Merlin, can be said to be easy to do without having to blow gray.

And this will not leave any clue, even if the Merlyn ancestral land, suspected of being made by the Watsons, will not produce any evidence but a dumb loss.

I have to say, this is a perfect plan...

“You're welcome, Lord Red, I'm going to bring Mafa Merlyn back now...” Antus sneered, sending out an icy and bitter scent, and after that, turned into a black light, rushing out of Watson camp, and ten minutes later, over Merlyn camp.

Looking down at the neatly arranged barracks, he quickly locked the special barracks in the middle, for a moment, a strong sulfur smell on his body, the black robe on his body was instantly broken, his bare palms were exposed, his fingernails grew, at this time the appearance was also unusual, his long fangs flashed with spectacle, revealed a bloodthirsty breath, and in a low roar, he dived towards the barracks in the middle.

This time, Antus, is already a complete demon.

“Ho...”

However, at this time, a deafening dragon burst out, and then suddenly the sky condensed into countless frosts. At the edge of the sky, a silver white figure flashed, rushing towards Antus at an extremely fast speed...

“What!”

The demonic form of Antus, suddenly silly, he naturally recognized that it was an adult frost dragon whose strength still seemed to be above him.

Immediately, a dragon claw slowly extended over...

“Boom...”

In the blink of an eye, Antus didn't even have time to react. He was struck by a horrible force. His body hit the ground completely uncontrolled. He only heard a shocking loud noise. There appeared a hole more than ten meters deep on the ground. Antus, originally in the form of a demon. At that time, he had recovered his human appearance, and his skin was spilled with blood, making him look extraordinarily wolf...

“Damn, damn...”

Severely injured Antus, he cursed a few words so hard to climb out of the cave, gasped heavily, turned to the Merlyn family camp far away, his eyes were overwhelmed with intense fear, the power of that frosty dragon, so horrible...

He still has palpitations...

Fortunately, it was just in demonic form. If it was like this, I'm afraid if I caught it, I'd already be dead...

Thinking about it, Antus wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and had no courage to stay here any longer. He fueled himself to the extreme and flew back to the Watson family camp.

“Red, Red! Our intelligence is wrong. The Merlin family is not as simple as we thought. There is a giant frost dragon hidden there. Damn, damn it...”

More than ten minutes later, Antus rushed into Red Watson's barracks.

“This... this...”

At this time, Red Watson saw Anthus covered in blood, obviously stuck, it took more than ten seconds to react, recalling what Anthus said, his face was incredible: “How could this be possible, it would hurt you like this giant dragon, at least about level 38...”

As for the dragon that Antus said, he didn't believe that he knew anything about the Merlin family's ancestral land, but he had never heard that the Merlin family had such a horrible dragon...

Besides, noble dragons, how could they stay in the Merlin family?

“You don't believe me?” Antus' voice, more or less a little angry, did Red Watson a favor, almost lost his life, and the other party didn't believe what he said, he couldn't help but feel a little angry: “My wounds are the best proof, would I lie to you? ”

“OK… I believe you, Lord Antus, go and rest…” Feel the anger of Antus, Red Watson, knowingly no more talking about the dragon, panicking and laughing, and pulling out a few precious bottles of alchemy from your pocket: “These are useful for your recovery…”

“Huh!”

After a cold hum, Antus took the alchemy from Red Watson, and his anger dissipated. He could produce such precious alchemy, proving that Red Watson was still sincere...

“Phew…”

I saw Antus leave, Red Watson relieved, his face appeared intensely puzzled, what was going on with that dragon?

However, at this time, Lin Yun already knew what was going on from Lena's mouth, but he didn't have time to deal with the Watsons...

As to why he knew it was the Watsons...

In fact, the reason is simple: more than an hour ago, he had just given the Dragon Blood Orc a break, taught Mark Watson a lesson, and a guy with demonic blood appeared, trying to disguise himself as a demon, attacking the Merlin family camp...

You can guess with your ass, it must be the Watsons...

“Rena, do me a favor...” Lin Yun glanced at Rena next to him, pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket and handed it to Rena. "I need the alchemy material recorded here. You take this paper and go to Ghost Valley to find Cousin William, and give it to Cousin William. Naturally, he will know what to do. When you find all the alchemy material, bring it back, it will take about four or five days...”

Not long ago, Lin Yun remembered that making parts for alchemy puppets required building an alchemy matrix, but he no longer had the ink he needed, and now he is in the Horn of Rich, devising part design solutions, for a moment and a half, he will not be able to smoke away. In order to save time, he can only give Rena and William Merlyn the task of finding alchemy materials...

“Okay...” Rena nodded, spitting a word in a cold face, turning away with the paper.

Shortly after Lena left, Lin Yun once again invested in the concept. Now he has basically completed the design of the second part, drawing the design drawings...

Only the last one left...