End of the Magic Era

Seeing this scene, Thorn Merlyn felt dark in front of him, and the fool knew, jumped into the trap.

Those anger beasts were obviously waiting in a tight line, not defending themselves in the dark at all, and they formed a perimeter, not knowing how long they had been hiding, as if they knew someone was coming.

After such a long war with the Angry Orc, how could Thornmerlyn not see it?

But by this time, there was no turning back, and that convoy had to be destroyed, and Hopete's ability to kill it had become secondary.

The battle began in a blink of an eye...

No one had time to think, and a large group of angry Orc warriors, dressed in heavy and humble armor, carried a huge steel shield and howled towards the Merlin family.

In the rear, the fiery Orc magician lifted his rudimentary staff, a sharp curse sounded, and immediately dozens of meteorites with long black smoke tails fell in the sky.

The magicians could only hold up the magic shield. The large meteorite fell into the team one step ahead...

One warrior raised the sword in his hand and howled to cut one meteorite into pieces, but was immediately struck by another, the flames were fired, the great power smashed the warrior's armor into pieces, the large black smoke and flames swept away, instantly swallowed the warrior's body...

In just a second or two, more than a dozen Merlin warriors were devoured by meteorites, and the magic shields of the three archmages were torn apart...

The scream of death instantly blew up...

“Fight!”

Thornmerlyn howled, raised the sword in his hand, and a four or five metre long fight broke out, tearing the three fastest angry Orc warriors to pieces.

Other magicians began to chant spells, and a large frost appeared in the sky, turning into a snowflake-like blade that spinned rapidly, leaving a bloody wound on these Angry Orc Warriors.

A blade of wind blew away, a fireball blew up in the ranks of the Angry Orcs, while an ice wall rose in front of the team...

In the meantime, dozens of the fastest angry beasts were swallowed by spells, the wind blades cut their throats, bursting fireballs smashed their shields, and the ice walls stopped them from striking.

But the number of Angry Orcs is really too much...

At least thousands of Angry Orcs are involved in the attack, only the Mages of Angry Orcs have hundreds! Not to mention at the top of the mountain, Hoppert, the strongest, hasn't done it yet!

Thornmerlyn bites his teeth, watching as he stands, gazing at the top of the mountain.

“Hold on, I'll destroy the transmission! ”

Thornmerlyn jumped up and cut out three consecutive moon-shaped fights, slaughtering several angry Orc warriors who had been blocked in the front and flying fast towards the top of the mountain.

The transmission array covers the entire top of the mountain and is huge. Thornmerlin's fighting spirit seems to have boiled and the light on the sword fluctuates dramatically.

More than thirty meters away from the Brigade, Thorne suddenly shouted and burst out of the sword into the Brigade.

If you destroy the transmission array, it will be the biggest victory!

From the moment Thorne saw Hoppert, he knew he couldn't kill Hoppert, so now it's worth the sacrifice as long as he destroys the Brigade.

The dazzling fight is about to rush into the Transfer Law Array. If you hit it, it will definitely destroy half of the Transfer Law Array!

Hoppert needs a lot of time to fix this huge transmission array again!

Hoppert's plan will surely go bankrupt as long as the Merlin family still escapes!

Thorne had a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes, and this was already his strongest blow, and Hoppert had no shot, so he had a chance!

The next moment, a large flame suddenly appeared in front of the transmission array, a flame shield burned by a bear blocked in front of the belligerent explosion.

Blew up on the flame shield, infinite flames spread into a red fragment towards the surrounding area, and the flame shield was destroyed in half, but the transmission was intact.

Hoppett's face bears a hint of indiscretion, speeding out a few notes, and between now, Thorne's head is littered with green clouds, infinitely fist-sized green droplets of water.

Drops of water fell on the ground, the ground seemed to be dumped with strong acidity, the sound of nourishment, a thorn of sores appeared, the pungent smoke began to diffuse, just unconsciously smelled a little, Thorne felt dizzy, his lungs were as hot as fire.

Thorne's face changed and he wanted to escape without thinking.

It covers more than thirty meters of acid rain and is also highly toxic and can hardly be resisted.

But the next moment, Hoppett grinned and stretched out a finger, and a black symbol flowed at his fingertips, turning into a black ray and instantly shooting at Thorne.

Thorne howled, his fighting temper soared and turned into a ray of light over him. The ray came into contact with a large amount of poisonous acid rain, making a nourishing noise, and the acid rain quickly corroded his fighting temper defense.

The sword was blocked in front of Thorne and struck by a ray of black.

The rays hit the sword, but without Thorne's imaginary immense power, there was a ray of light that instantly spread from the sword to his body.

Suddenly, a great sense of exhaustion surged to his mind, Thorne was a snubber, and the fighting temper of the outbreak all faded in an instant. At this moment, the sword in his hand seemed to have become as heavy as a kilogram. He tried his best and could only hold the sword.

It's not a highly toxic ray, it's a desperate ray!

Thorne's mind flashed with a thought, and a huge sense of crisis poured into his mind, and his sweat blew up, trying to escape, and he felt like he was no longer listening to his limbs.

But when I was hit in the front by the ray, my body felt like it had been through a war for three days and three nights, and there was only a little strength left, and my hand with the sword began to tremble.

The defense of Qi was constantly corroded by acid rain. In just two seconds, the defense of the left shoulder was corroded out of a large hole. The acid rain touched Thorne's skin, as if it were burned by fire. Thorne's face became pale.

With his legs trembling and moving two steps, he saw a meteorite about two metres in size with a long, thick smoke tail that hit him fast.

Thorne stared in anger and tried his best to provoke a fight, but his legs, like a thousand kilos of boulders, were hard to lift.

Two seconds later, the effect of the exhaustion ray finally dissipated, and the feeling of power filled the body again, and the weak fighting gusts erupted, but the giant meteorite had already rushed in front of it.

The strong impact of speed, pressed against Thorne like a mountain, could not be avoided at all, and there was no time to escape.

Thorne's temper broke out, holding a giant sword and slashing him hard on the meteorite.

Boom...

Like a thunderbolt, the dazzling light blossomed from the sword, the sword collided with the meteorite, provoking a huge spark. The next moment, the meteorite exploded, and Thorne bled, and his body flied out like a shell.

Falling from the waist of the hill, Thorne was like a boulder rolling down a hillside, rolling out a distance of twenty or thirty meters from the ground to stabilise his body with a sword in his hand.

Spit out a bite of blood, Thorne's face lost its color, the armor on his body had become broken and rotten, and his left shoulder skin was covered with dirty corrosive wounds, his hands shaking with the sword.

Too strong!

Not against each other at all. Is this the strength of the Eighth Enclosure Mage Peak?

The speed of application is terrible, even each spell is far more powerful than the normal spell, the acid rain technique, not only every drop of acid rain has a fist size, but it is also a little toxic, even the exhaustive rays can be instantaneous.

Even instantaneous force rays can make me try for more than three seconds!

Too strong...

This time, not only is it impossible to complete the task, I'm afraid I can't escape...

Thorne stood up and spit out a bite of blood, knowing that there was no way to win the battle, let alone kill Hoppet, and not even send Falun Front to destroy it.

Now we can only go back alive and send this message back, which is the most important thing. Otherwise, the Merlin family would be in danger.

Thorne resolutely turned around and joined the battle, but found that he had lost more than half of the men he had brought, while the number of those anger beasts did not seem to have diminished much.

Especially those angry Orc magicians who apply it in the rear, there is little loss.

Desperate emotions come to mind...

Ten minutes later, the encirclement became smaller, and those angry Orc warriors, regardless of life or death, had a crazy impact...

A Merlin warrior was torn to pieces alive, and blood was sprayed all over those Angry Orc warriors, which fuelled the fierceness of Angry Orcs.

At this time, the encirclement is only 20 to 30 meters away, Hopete strikes again, a simple flame meteorite appears...

A meteorite measuring three or four metres in size burned the flames of a bear, dragged its thick smoke tail for dozens of metres and slammed it hard into the center of the enclosure.

Thorne roared, waving his sword and chopping off a blow and bursting, but only blowing up fragments on the surface of this meteorite.

The meteorite fell into the center of the encirclement, and the magic shields of the three magicians were instantly torn apart, and their bodies disappeared under the meteorite in a blink of an eye.

Heavy shocks wrapped around dust that turned into waves, sweeping past, and fragments of flame meteorites blew up like hundreds of arrows.

In the meantime, the Merlin family lost a lot.

The last dozen, in a flash, are less than ten.

Thorne's left arm turned into a strange shape, and a miserable white bone pierced his skin and revealed itself. Thorne held the sword with one hand and had no blood on his face.

While the meteorite rushed out of the perimeter, there were only eight left, all wounded, and two seriously wounded.