End of the Magic Era

However, after four days of waiting, there was no reply from Mr. Helen...

How is that possible?

Vis was in a hurry, it was a major clue about the scepter of Fury King Norwick. Behind the space crack, there was a good chance that the scepter would be hidden. After obtaining the scepter, the benefits to the Black Tower were self-evident, and now there are only two high-ranking sealed wizards, him and Suville, in order to insure, two more senators should be sent.

On the left and right, the reply of His Excellency Herren did not arrive. Until the fourth night, Vis finally couldn't wait to send another message to His Excellency Herren. However, just before his message could be sent out, a man suddenly broke into the camp of the Black Tower.

At the moment of seeing this man, Vis was stunned, incredible, that was from the Holy Land, Lord Falton!

How did His Excellency Falton get here...

Immediately afterwards, myriad doubts emerged in Vis' heart. This Honourable Falton, who has been in the Holy Land for 300 years, came out only once. It was said that even Honourable Helen had no right to order His Excellency Falton, who only listened to the Holy Land dispatch...

This means that it is not Lord Helen who sent His Excellency Falton, but the Holy Land of the Black Tower…

The Holy Land has always existed independently, hardly ever asking about the Black Tower. Most recently, 300 years ago, the Battle Mage of the Caucasus left the Black Tower before sending His Excellency Falton...

Is it because of Norwick's scepter?

It doesn't seem right...

For the sake of a scepter that is uncertain whether or not it exists, how can the Holy Land make a big move to send His Excellency Falton in the rank of Commander of the Eighth Seal?

There seems to be one more important thing…

As a Black Tower congressman, Vis had access to the Holy Land every once in a while, naturally seeing Falton a few times, so he recognized it at a glance.

At this time, Vis finally understood why His Excellency Herren had not responded for four consecutive days, turning out it was the Holy Land who intervened in this matter...

“Oh, it turns out to be His Excellency Falton...” Lin Yun nodded with a smile, touched his nose and looked far away at the magician named Falton and said nothing more.

In fact, Lin Yun already realized something...

In several close cooperation with Heita, Lin Yun also had a general understanding of Heita's seven-member parliament. At least the name of the seven-member parliament, he can now be familiar with it, but he can be sure that there is absolutely no such person as Falton in the seven-member parliament.

Plus, when Vis introduced Falton, he revealed that look of awe, and Lin Yun could easily guess that the eight-level seal magician, most likely from a place similar to the Merlin family ancestral land, had just come into contact with the secrets of the Merlin family ancestral land before going to the flames, and the Honourable Oren of the ancestral land himself said that the great top forces of Auckland, the vast majority of them, existed in a place similar to the ancestral land.

That's why Lin Yun is so sure...

This means that Farton may not have come for the scepter, but seems to know secrets that are difficult for some ordinary people to access...

This is a little big...

Probably related to the ancient god Constanzo...

However, even if Falton knew nothing, for Lin Yun today, a strong man at the level of Eighth Enclosure Demon Supervisor is not a challenge. The frozen dragon Rena alone beside him possesses the equivalent of the strength of Eighth Enclosure Demon Supervisor. The heaven-stage puppet holds the Dum Staff, and with his own strength, even if two strong Eighth Enclosure Demon Supervisors were to come, Lin Yun would not be ashamed.

However, while Lin Yun and Vis were talking, not far from the Watson family, they had negative eyes and stared dead at Lin Yun.

This is Mark Watson...

At this time, Mark Watson, holding his fist, his eyes were spraying fire, and he was humiliated more than a month ago, and he was there today, and that damn Mafa Merlyn, not only had an animal put himself on the ground, but he was also stuck across the camp, which was close to two kilometers away, and he remembered that all those Merlyn legions were looking at themselves with a sarcastic eye along the way, when he, at that time, was almost insane, was finally thrown out of the camp by a horrible animal.

Wherever Mark Watson had been humiliated since he was a child, it was more painful than killing him. You know, the youngest Wizard of the Watson family, wherever he went, was a spectacular presence.

He swore to kill Mafa Merlin and the Orc...

Without even thinking about it, he found his usual teacher, Red Watson, who was extremely in love with him. The teacher promised on the spot that Mafa Merlin would pay the price...

At this point, Mark Watson finally got a little comfort in his heart.

But...

Ten days… fifteen days… twenty days, after such a long time, damn Mafa Merlin, still has not paid the price, Mark Watson once again found Mr. Red, but the answer is: Mafa Merlin cannot be moved for the time being…

When he got this reply, Mark Watson blew up, didn't even say a word, turned away from Red Watson's barracks, and lost all feelings for the teacher.

Is that your teacher?

Not even this little thing solved itself, even made excuses.

Shit, isn't it just a Mafa Merlin? Six levels of Magic Mentor, not even yourself, with the horrible power of Red Watson's Seventh Seal Magic Mentor, can almost unwittingly bring Mafa Merlin out of Merlin family camp...

Since then, Mark Watson hasn't been to Red Watson, and he's given up on getting Red Watson to help him avenge himself, looking for opportunities to avenge Mafa Merlyn.

However, just a few days ago, he suddenly received news that his grandfather had suddenly arrived in the Horn of Mercy.

The news, for Mark Watson, is like a dream.

My grandfather, not what Red Watson can compare...

My grandfather was also a member of the ancestral council…

However, my grandfather's influence in the ancestral lands was much stronger than Red Watson's, and my grandfather's voice in Parliament was second only to that of the elderly man who had lived for nearly a thousand years. As for his strength, he had reached the peak of the Seventh Seal Wizard 100 years ago, infinitely close to the eighth level. Even decades earlier, my grandfather fought a strong Eighth Seal Wizard, and his ultimate achievement was undefeated.

It can be seen how horrible Grandfather's strength really is...

Mark Watson was very surprised to learn that his grandfather had arrived in Horn of Mercy. He had been thinking about avenging Mafa Merlyn, but was never nervous...

Usually my grandfather loved me the most and came to the Horn of Mercy, which meant that I could pinch Mafa Merlin at will.

However, there was some doubt in Mark Watson's mind that his grandfather rarely left his ancestral land, and that he had never left his ancestral land since he remembered it, which seemed strange this time.

However, this doubt soon faded by joy...

He always wanted to find the right opportunity to tell his grandfather what had happened to him.

This is definitely the best opportunity…

“Mark, what's the matter with you...” At this time, an old man standing next to Mark Watson seemed to notice Mark Watson's anomaly, which suddenly revealed a gentle divine color.

If you look closely, there are slight similarities between the faces of the elderly and Mark Watson.

However, the old man, skinny and wearing a grey robe with gold and silver cuffs wrapped around him, had a scent many times stronger than Mark Watson did not know.

“Grandpa, that man, that's the man, he... he..." Mark Watson has no hesitation, full of shadow, pointing directly at Lin Yun across the street, telling the story, the original story again, and finally more exciting tears: “Grandpa, that damn Mafa Merlin, he is a blatant provocation to the dignity of our Watson family, my injury is a small thing...”

Listen, Thurswason's old cheek filled with a gentle smile, his expression gradually solidified, his whole face filled with anger, his cloudy eyes, and an uncovered killing intent: “He will die tragically...”

After that, Thursworth took Mark Watson and walked in the direction of Lin Yun and others, while Anthus and Red Watson, who had just heard the conversation between the grandchildren, were suddenly scared to sweat and rushed to follow.

“Mafa Merlin! ”

Soon after, Thursworth came to Lin Yun, his whole face was full of gloomy, intense killing intentions, locked Lin Yun to death, and he smiled coldly: “Did you know that Mark is my grandson...”

At this time, Thorsworth was laughing in his heart, and, as Mark said, Mafa Merlin was just a level six magician, and in his own eyes, he didn't even deserve to make cannon ash.

Is it such a level 6 magician who dares to use his power to seriously injure his beloved grandson Mark? Does he not know that he will face his anger for doing so?

It doesn't matter if you don't know, then let him know how horrible your anger is...

“Oh?”

Lin Yun glanced faintly at Thirsworth, his voice and face were very calm, and finally nodded: “I didn't know before, now I know...”

Lin Yun also knows that trouble is coming...

In fact, when Vis chatted, he had noticed that the Watson family had an extra strong man, who emitted an extremely horrible breath, almost comparable to the level 8 Enclosure Demon Mentor strong...

Before Mark Watson's grandfather came here, he had a dark guess that the Watson ancestral lands, too, knew secrets that were difficult for ordinary people to access, otherwise how could he send such a powerful old man?

What made Lin Yun cry was that this mighty old man was Mark Watson's grandfather.