End of the Magic Era

It is no exaggeration to say that Constanzo possesses the brains of almost all intelligent creatures, even at the height of magic, those magicians who possess divine power, have studied countless innovations and are proud of themselves, and dare not say that they are smarter than Constanzo...

That's almost the source of all wisdom...

“The end of the Wailing River... The end of the Wailing River...” At this time, Lin Yun's eyebrows gradually spread and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He finally knew what was hidden at the end of the Wailing River.

According to them, the ancient demon Constanzo, after falling into the river of mourning, the body will surely be washed to the end, so...

What really surprises Lin Yun is that Constanzo's skull, the skull that drives countless magicians crazy for it, even at the height of magic, the magicians who are powerful enough to rival the gods, are eager to get the skull that represents the source of wisdom.

Regarding the legend of the skull, for centuries in that era, countless magicians threw themselves into infinity in search of the skull, trying to find where Constanzo had fallen, but unfortunately, no one had found the skull. At the time, a superior magician had asserted that if anyone had obtained the skull, he would be able to recreate the civilization of the ancient gods...

“If it's really Constanzo's skull..." Lin Yunton squinted his eyes, that's what any magician dreams of, if he can get it, the benefits are self-evident, at least the problems currently plaguing him, can be solved perfectly.

Any magician who gets Constanzo's skull will inevitably choose to merge with that skull, not even Lin Yun, because in that way, not only will he be able to increase his capacity, but even his intelligence will be extremely frightening. Perhaps in the end, as the magician said, he will be able to recreate the civilization of the ancient gods.

Increased own capacity is urgently needed by Lin Yun...

You know, he has three sets of meditation, and when he strikes the encapsulated Wizard Realm, he becomes very resistant and has to carefully control his rank, and if there is another situation that cannot be contained, his magical path will be greatly affected.

He is now at the peak of the sixth level of the Wizard, which is a bit better, but if he breaks through the seventh or even eighth level, the merging of meditation rules and magic charms will become very difficult.

If its own capacity is enhanced, there will be no concern in this regard, even if it breaks directly into the ninth level of Mage and chooses integration, it will have little effect.

Regarding the integration of human beings with the skeletons of the ancient gods, at the peak of magic, it has been proven feasible. To be precise, the first to do so was a sword saint called Greenwich...

To be honest, Greenwich did not have a very high talent or background. Since he was only a great swordsman, he joined a mercenary regiment, worked hard and built credit, and finally broke through Kensei with the mercenary regiment. In those days, Kensei was everywhere, and Greenwich had always been an unknown and small figure.

However, when it came to the news that Greenwich had announced his withdrawal from the mercenary corps after taking a team to a certain position to carry out the mission and returning to the Northender world, it was not surprising that the senior members of the mercenary corps thought that the older Greenwich were ready to spend quietly their later years...

Ten years later, in the Northender world, it was only a moderately powerful mercenary regiment, suddenly retaliated against by hostile forces. On that bloody night, the vast majority of the mercenary regiment's elite had almost been destroyed, even the leader of the 9th level Sword Holy Peak had been seriously injured...

I can't help it. Among their enemies is a heavenly sword saint...

Just as everyone was about to despair, a silver sword suddenly broke through the sky.

Then…

And then there's no...

Everyone, including the leader, saw an unforgettable scene of eternal life. The heavenly sword saint, with no room for resistance, was cut off by the sword and directly descended.

The owner of that silver sword, Grinch, who had been silent for 10 years, had stood at the height of the Ninth Sword Holy Peak and had the strength to defeat the Heavenly Sword Sage, but the only strange thing was, when did Grinch become left-handed?

Since that night, the rise of Greenie, almost insoluble, his name and track record, circulated over and over again among countless people. Twenty years later, Greenie stepped abruptly onto the skyline, and in the following 200 years, he challenged one heavenly stepper after another, maintaining a winning track record, traveling between the great faces, but eventually staying at the summit of the heavenly stepper sword...

The rise of Grinch has always been a mystery. It was not until Grinch returned to Northender's world that he revealed the secret of his rise. It turns out that more than 200 years ago, on the way to the mission, he got an ancient demon's hand bone. The silent decade, he completed the integration of the demon's hand bone...

After learning this news, the people of the Northender world searched wildly for the Northender world and thousands of faces in an attempt to find the skeletons left by the ancient demons, especially the magicians, even more desperate to find the news of Constanzo, the 72nd Wisdom...

Although Lin Yun is not quite sure about the identity of the ancient demon who crashed into the flame, he feels that 89 out of 10 is Constanzo. Even if it is not Constanzo, it is worth his adventure. It is a corpse of the ancient demon...

“Let's finish assembling…”

Lin Yun put away the four pieces of paper, and put the metal sheet in the import pocket carefully, so he picked up the three parts on the alchemy table and started assembling them into the power system.

This work, while not cumbersome, takes time and requires a wide variety of tests, three days after everything has been done.

“Phew…”

Return the power system to the heavenly puppet, then connect the magic loop, instant time, the heavenly puppet with a layer of silver glow.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yun's assessment of the strength of the heavenly puppet was a surprise to him.

The spell strength released by the heavenly puppet is almost comparable to that of the Seven-Level Enclosure Mage, which means that after repairing the power system, the heavenly puppet reaches a whole new height.

Even a true Seventh Class Enclosure Mage, I'm afraid it's hard to beat a heavenly puppet.

The alchemy puppet that possesses such horrible power, even in the entire Northender world, may not be many, but it is clear in Lin Yun's mind that the strength of this puppet is far more than that, when promoted to the sealed Wizard, after completing a puppet position tour, the strength of the heavenly puppet will reach a level close to the heavenly level, any below the heavenly level can be easily countered.

If Lin Yun were to seal the alchemy in the future, this heavenly puppet would surely recover to the heavenly order...

Of course, these are still a little far away for Lin Yun...

After testing the strength of the Tianzhu puppet, Lin Yun handed the Dum Staff over to the Tianzhu puppet, allowing the Tianzhu puppet to patrol around the camp, and set up a series of defense and counterattack systems.

After that, Lin Yun again took out the paper with four images and the metal sheet, and continued to study it.

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Near the Merlyn family camp, he squatted for nearly ten days in Anthus, at which time he finally relieved himself that there was no shadow of the Frost Dragon in the Merlyn family camp.

Now he doesn't have any concerns...

That horrible frost dragon, maybe really just passing by.

“Humph, I don't believe I'll pass another frozen dragon this time...” Antus' mouth flashed a grin, he walked out of a hidden corner, stared deeply at the Merlin family camp, a demonic smell, quietly emerged from his body, momentarily, Antus was no longer human, but a fierce demon.

“Ho...”

After a low roar, Antus swept into the Merlyn family camp with a strong sulphur scent, and the strong and horizontal forces erupted, shaking the earth beneath his feet.

Then he suddenly stopped...

Because there's a man in front.

“Hmm?”

The man in front, giving Antus a very strange feeling, had no magical fluctuations, held an extremely gorgeous scepter in his hand, with a giant dragon head at the top, the scepter wrapped around a thick, numb scale.

“Take me to your commander, the man named Mafa Merlin, I can not kill you...” Antus stared at the staff for more than ten seconds, even if he was a sword saint, he could see the value of the staff, and finally made a slightly dull voice.

However, the people in front, still indifferent, as if they didn't hear...

“I said, take me to Mafa Merlin...” In the voice of Antus, there was more or less anger. After that, I waited four or five seconds, and I could no longer control my anger. In a roar, I suddenly jumped to the person in front.

Boom!

The next moment, a dense spell, like the tide, came towards Antus. Although the power of each spell was only about three or four spells, nearly a hundred spell-ray superimposed spells, almost no less than any seven spells, kept the demonic state of Antus, clearly stunned for a moment.

And this stun missed the best time to dodge, instantly rubbed by a superimposed spell ray, instant hysterical cry, a fist-sized blood hole in the chest, constantly bleeding out.

Just this once, Antus was seriously injured...

Immediately afterwards, one after the other, came to Antus, when he risked several rounds of spell rays, listening only to a young dragon roar, a colorful dragon breath, like the sky covered, suddenly the unprotected Antus was rubbed by the dragon breath, instantly flew several dozen meters away.