End of the Magic Era

“Cough...”

Antus, lying on his back, coughing up blood, seriously injuring him, recovering to human form, wounds big and small, constantly bleeding outward, it was like a wolf to the extreme.

Shit, it's over...

He's having a tough time even bouncing now, so it seems like there's only one way to die...

However, more than ten seconds later, Antus discovered that the man holding the staff had not approached himself or launched another attack...

At this time, however, Lin Yun in the barracks had already used his magic array to capture the scene of the heavenly puppet against Antus, and suddenly a slight smile appeared in the corner of his mouth: “Fortunately, the heavenly puppet only turned on the defense system...”

In fact, the other day, Lin Yun had already noticed that there was a powerful sword saint wandering near the camp. He naturally recognized that the sword saint was just a while ago, pretending to be a demon, and wanted to attack the camp. That should be the Watson family...

This repeated harassment has long caused Lin Yun to lose patience...

Although the other party is a high-ranking sword saint with horrible powers, it really is nothing to Lin Yun today. His newly advanced Dum Staff, as well as the heaven-stage puppet whose power system has been repaired, are all equivalent to the fighting power of the Seventh Class Enclosure Master, not to mention the heaven-stage puppet with the Dum Staff...

Even if the enemy is an Eighth Class Enclosure Mage, it is expected to resist for a while.

Killing a Grade 7 Sword Saint is an easy thing to do...

However, Lin Yun thought carefully and finally gave up the idea of killing the Seventh Sword Sage, because it was not worth it. After all, when exploring the end of the river of mourning, Lin Yun needed to use the power of the Watson family.

After a while, Lin Yun read the paper on the alchemy platform again, carefully browsed the four images, wanted to see if there was anything missing. Unconsciously, more than half an hour later, a footsteps sounded outside the camp, and then a shadow hurriedly rushed in.

“Mr. Lane, what is it?” Lin Yun dropped the paper in his hand and turned to Lam Merlyn, who walked into the barracks.

“Merlin Mage, someone wants to see you, he calls himself Red Watson...”

“Red Watson? I don't know...” Lin Yun looked at Lan Meilin and shook his head slowly. He didn't know the whole Watson family, except a few people.

“But... but...” Rahn Merlyn revealed an awkward look, and naturally he could see that the young magician did not seem to want to see Red Watson.

“But what? ”

“Red Watson claims to be a member of the Watson family's ancestral council. It doesn't look fake...”

“Councillor of the Watsons?” Lin Yunton closed his eyes and revealed his thoughtful appearance. Perhaps the Watson family's successive moves were related to this senator. Lin Yunton nodded: “Then please invite His Excellency Red over...”

“Okay…”

Immediately afterwards, Lan Merlyn left the barracks, waiting to return to the barracks again, more than ten minutes later, walking alongside Lan Merlyn into the barracks was a skinny, hairy old man, dressed in a rustic grey robe, holding a staff that emitted horrific fluctuations.

“Are you Mafa Merlyn?” Red Watson very casually found a place to sit down, look to the left and look to the right. After nearly a minute, his eyes fell on Lin Yun, his voice was very calm and his face had no expression.

But at this time, his mind is restless...

He remembered vividly that half an hour ago, Anthus, covered in blood, swayed back to the camp. That look was truly tragic. He could see his scalp was numb. That was the Seventh Sword of the Hall...

This hierarchy of figures, even looking at the entire kingdom of Andalusia, is at the top of the list.

Antus stayed with the Watsons for more than two hundred years with a special mandate to protect the safety of his successive heads of household, during which time Antus was never injured more than ten times.

However, in just over a dozen days in the Horn of Mercy, he was seriously injured twice in a row, without exaggerating that Antus could be injured to such an extent, necessarily by a force above the eighth level.

Most importantly, both of Antus's serious injuries are related to the Merlin family...

The first time was a mysterious frost dragon, and this time he was injured, he learned from Antus that it seemed to be a human form of alchemy puppet...

According to Antus, he thought he was a man, but his ability to impose was horrible, completely ignoring the depletion of spells and the time of imposition, and finally after careful observation, he knew that it was a human form of alchemy puppet.

After hearing this news, Red Watson couldn't help but stand still. Ten days ago, the Frost Dragon could still be explained by passing, but what about this alchemy puppet?

There is no doubt that the power of the Merlin family in the Horn of Mercy is not as simple as one might imagine.

How could the Merlin family possess such a horrible alchemy puppet when it can be described in terms of terror, but it also makes Red Watson Beth incomprehensible?

Red Watson is not an expert on alchemy...

On the contrary, decades ago, he was already a master master, and in the field of alchemy puppets, he had a very high degree of creation, naturally knowing what it meant to have an alchemy puppet comparable to that of an eight-level seal magician.

Masters like him, throwing aside time, making materials, full calculation, made alchemy puppets, strength will never exceed 35, only the creator level alchemist, made alchemy puppets, can reach level 35, but level 389, but not the ordinary creator can do it...

In Red Watson's view, the alchemist who seriously injured Antus must have been a powerful alchemist close to the peak of the creator.

That's close to the peak of the creator...

This level of alchemist, not to mention a kingdom of Andalusia, even the entire Northender world, is probably one of the best, even if the heavenly ones face them, they must lower their heads.

However, the Merlin family has one, which can only be made by alchemists close to the peak of the creator.

This is a bit of a thrill...

It is certain that there is absolutely no creator in the Merlin family.

“Oh, I am the Mafa Merlin you are looking for...” Lin Yun nodded with a smile and frowned: “Sir Red, what can I do for you? ”

“Mafa Merlyn, you must not have forgotten what you did...” Red Watson smiled with a shadow on his face: "A dozen days ago, my disciple Mark, came to your Merlyn family camp and ended up badly injured, Mafa Merlyn, what do you say we do about this? ”

“Why don't I give you a suggestion to compensate the Watsons for a third of your Merlin family's land in the Cape of Mercy? If you choose to refuse, heh...” When I say this, Red Watson has a cold breath all over his body.

He's really unscrupulous now...

What if there's a powerful alchemy puppet in the Merlyn camp? I come as a member of the Watson family ancestral parliament. If I suddenly attack myself, it will inevitably affect the cooperation between the two forces in the flames of anger. I may go to the volcanic range and explore the legacy of the Merlin family ancestors, and it will all go away.

As a member of the Watson family's ancestral council, Red Watson naturally knows secrets beyond the reach of these ordinary people.

That's why he doesn't have any concerns...

“Oh, Lord Red, I must say, that's a very good suggestion.” Lin Yun smiled dry and touched his nose. A smile appeared in the corner of his mouth: “But I chose not to. ”

Lin Yun is really pissed off right now.

I can't help it, the Watsons are so shameless...

The reason for the incident was that Mark Watson deliberately targeted the Merlyn family, not only framing the resource collection team, but even killing two members, the vast majority of whom were seriously injured, and then running to the Merlyn camp, claiming compensation from himself without knowing he was alive, and finally allowing the shift to give Mark Watson a small lesson.

So the Watsons must have lost it, huh? Killing two Merlyn family members, Mark Watson received punishment, just a lesson learned, Lin Yun felt that he had been tolerated enough...

However, the Watsons did not realize this, and then continued to make small moves, sending a Grade 7 sword saint in an attempt to disguise themselves as demons and attack the Merlin camp.

All right, Lin Yun once again chose to turn a blind eye, just to teach the sword saint a small lesson.

But now Red Watson, who claims to be a member of the Watson family's ancestral council, is back in the camp, writing articles about Mark Watson's injuries and proposing compensation for the land.

To be honest, Lin Yun really wants to know if this gentleman is awake...

“You... what did you say? ”

Originally, Red Watson had a smile on his face and felt that this was going unexpectedly well, but listen, suddenly he realized something was wrong, and the young magician refused...

Suddenly, Red Watson's expression solidified, and it took more than ten seconds to make a low roar, squeezing the cane in his hand, and the magic elements floating wildly around him, but eventually restrained the urge to do it: “Mafa Merlin, I hope you think about it later, and then you answer my question, young people can't be tempted, first you have to know the nature of this, my disciple Mark, is the best young man in the Watson family's ancestral land, you Merlin family, you seriously injure Mark, will inevitably have an impact on his magical path, you Merlin family won't pay any compensation, is that enough? ”

Lin Yun looked deeply at Red Watson and shook his head with a smile: “If according to His Excellency Red, I think you Watsons will also compensate the Merlin family for their losses. If you are willing to compensate, I will agree to give a third of Horn of Mercy land to the Watsons. ”