End of the Magic Era

It really depresses him a little, Mark Watson, not only a young genius, but before he was thirty-five years old, he had reached the realm of the Ensign Ensign Ensign Ensign. Even the background was so horrible, not only did he have a seven-level Ensign Ensign Ensign Ensign level teacher, but now he has a stronger grandfather.

However, for Lin Yun, it's just a bit of trouble...

“Not everyone can bully my grandson, Mafa Merlyn, since you already know Mark is my grandson, you should realize that you are in a very dangerous situation, don't say you are just a commander, even if Oren Merlyn in your ancestral land protects you, I will kill you well...” Susworthy smile all over his face, sending terrible magical fluctuations: “Of course, young people make mistakes, not inexcusable, I can give you a chance to abandon the demons immediately, and stay in the Merlyn family forever, or you will still die. ”

After that, Thursworth stood there and waited quietly.

In his view, what he meant was clear enough...

Mafa Merlyn has only two paths to go: to be killed immediately by himself, and to become an ordinary man, to live in regret for the rest of his life.

In fact, it is not his tolerance, as a magician, he clearly knows how painful it is for a magician after the abandonment of the magician, it can be said that life is worse than death.

Whatever path Mafa Merlin chooses, he can breathe a bite of evil himself.

At this time, Thorsworth may not have noticed that Antus and Red Watson, standing behind him, were already sweaty and nervous.

The young magician named Mafa Merlin may not be too strong in his own right, but the cards are terrifying. They have all been taught, first a frost dragon with a level of 38, and then an alchemy puppet with a level 8 sealed Wizard...

It was a nightmare for them after a while...

Especially Red Watson, half a month ago, in the Merlyn family camp, when he was besieged by frost dragons and alchemy puppets, almost told of the camp, and ended up with a series of dental incisions.

So recently, disciple Mark, questioning why he didn't teach Mafa Merlyn a lesson, forced him to stiff his scalp, said: Can't deal with Mafa Merlyn for now...

Is that the truth...

No, no, no, not at all, not temporarily unavailable, but simply unavailable!

He was going to warn Mark never to mess with the young magician again, but then he suddenly found out that Mark and his relationship had become a lot alienated, and he still found an opportunity to tell Mark what had happened that day.

It now appears that it is too late to say anything, that Mark's grandfather, His Excellency Mr. Tharth, an important member of the ancestral council, has been extremely fond of Mark since he was a child and cannot see Mark being wronged at all.

Indeed...

After learning that Mark had been injured in the Merlyn family camp, he came to the trouble of a young magician.

For Mafa Merlin, of course, he hates dying, but it's horrible to bias the other side's bottom card, a frosty dragon plus an alchemy puppet that comes close to the peak of the creator.

In this case, if Thursworth comes to the trouble of a young magician, he is a little suicidal. Don't say that he is a Thursworth, even if he can hurt Mafa Merlin by adding an eight-class Enclosure Master, it is an unknown number.

Not to mention only one Thursworth...

If you do it, Red Watson, it must be Thursworth!

Moreover, this can cause a lot of trouble for the Watsons. This time discovering the clue of the scepter is extremely important for the Watsons' scepter. In the cooperation of the three forces, even with only a third of the interests, the Watsons' strength can surge...

But in the unlikely event that Sutherswasen completely provokes the young magician, so much so that the Watsons are excluded from this cooperation, it would be too much to lose...

However, just as Red Watson came up with this idea, he suddenly heard the voice of the young magician.

“Oh, Lord Tharth, I would like to ask…” Lin Yun looked lightly at Tharth Watson, with a strong sarcasm on his face: “Are you awake? ”

It's over...

This time it's really going to be over...

The moment I heard the young magician's voice, Red Watson snarled in his heart, sweating out of his body, and the big sweat beads rolled off his forehead, but he couldn't help it.

No way, the young magician's words will undoubtedly completely provoke Thursworth's anger.

So...

A battle is inevitable...

After that, Thurswason's ending, almost doomed, would be a complete defeat.

What to do... What to do...

Red Watson was in such a hurry to die that suddenly he felt a terrible magic fluctuation, instantly spreading all over him, suddenly smothered and looked at Thorsworth in horror.

Don't do it!

“Sir Sirs... Sir Sirs, there is something to say, don't hurry, there must be a misunderstanding in here, just make sense...” Under helplessness, Red Watson can only wipe the cold sweat off his forehead and persuade him with a hard scalp.

“Red, what are you talking about...” momentarily, Thursworth looked angrily at Red Watson, and his eyes were extremely cold: “Oh, what a surprise, Red. Whatever you say, it's Mark's teacher, watching Mark get bullied, even if he doesn't help, let it go. Now you dare to help Mafa Merlyn, you really can do this. ”

At this time, Thorsworth's heart was equally disgusted with Red Watson. At the time, he was busy with his ancestral affairs, unable to get away from Mark, and could only hand over his beloved grandson to Red Watson...

At that time, Red Watson was only a member of the ancestral land and did not join the council. For his own sake, Red Watson spared no effort to teach his grandson. At a meeting of the parliamentary elections, he singled out Red Watson's name and, with his influence in the council, successfully made Red Watson a member of the council.

But now, Red Watson disappoints him so much...

“Well, Lord Thursday, you... listen to me...” Feeling Thurswason's cold eyes, Red Watson couldn't help but get cold and his subconscious head down.

I am truly unjust...

Then where is speaking for Mafa Merlin, clearly preventing you from looking for death...

At this point, Red Watson was a little helpless, and he knew that perhaps the battle could be averted only by telling His Excellency about the Frost Dragon and the Alchemy Puppet.

Otherwise, the fiery temper of His Excellency Mr. Ethers, even if the young magician had not seriously injured Mark Watson beforehand, would have been enough to allow His Excellency Mr. Ethers to erupt once and for all with that provocative dialogue just now.

“Okay Red, I don't want to hear any explanation from you...” Thursworth waved impatiently, sweeping Red Watson cold, without hiding his disgust, he has completely disappointed Red Watson...

However, after saying this, Thursworth didn't rush to do it, but instead, the wild magic fluctuations gradually dissipated...

In fact, his mind had calmed down at this time...

Not that Red Watson's persuasion worked, but for another reason, which is the real reason he came out of his ancestral land to Horn of Mercy...

As an important member of the Watson ancestral council, Thursworth naturally has access to the most central secrets within the family, and he knows that the Watson ancestors, even dating back to the end of the Nathan dynasty, were fast and glorious after the establishment of the Third dynasty.

It is this ancient family with a long history, which is not at all comparable to ordinary forces. There is a lot of precious information stored inside the ancestral land, but one of these materials is the most shocking. It is precious information about the ancient gods. The Watsons have been studying this information since the third dynasty, trying to find clues about the ancient gods from inside...

Not long ago, the old man in the ancestral land who had lived for nearly a thousand years suddenly found Thursworth and came up with that secret information. When he saw it, Thursworth was really shocked, and there was an unspeakable shock in his heart, which was actually about the ancient demons.

Then he realized that, after generations of efforts by the Watsons, he had finally found some traces of the spider, and had deciphered many important messages. Among them, he mentioned a name called Constanzo, a superficial sign, an ancient demon called Constanzo, who had been badly injured, had fallen into the flames, and had fallen into the river of mourning.

In fact, as early as hundreds of years ago, the Watsons had deciphered these clues and attached great importance to the battle over the flame. Almost everything could be said to have been disregarded. Over the years, they had seized four fortresses in a row and constantly devoured the Crying River. But more than a hundred years ago, the ancestral land had sent a group of powerful people to explore secretly along the shores of the Crying River, and no bodies of the ancient gods had been found at all. This disappointed several senior members of the ancestral council. Almost abandoned the intention of finding the bodies of the ancient gods...

However, just a few days ago, the Horn of Mercy suddenly heard that at the end of the river of mourning, a space crack appeared. In the council of the ancestral land, several informed senators reminisced about the body of the ancient demon. Perhaps the clues deciphered from that information were true...

Consequently, after some deliberation, the Zodiac Council decided to send Thirsworth.

Thinking about it, Suthwason wrinkled, looking at the black magician not far away, who was not strange to that man, knowing that he was the figure of the Black Tower Holy Land, called Practice Walton, who a long time ago had reached the height of the Eighth Enclosure Wizard, who was perhaps his biggest competitor this time.