End of the Magic Era

Only people in the Orc clan who are called the Prophets can do this sort of magic related to the soul and the mind, and Hoppert can do it?

Fifty years ago, it was said that there was an angry Orc magician who understood the fog of the heart, said to be a disciple of the Prophet. On the battlefield, he unleashed only one fog of the mind, which made all the strongest captain of the team lose their mind and helped the Angry Orc man kill at least half of his companions.

Can Marfa resist? Hey, Mafa is a little overwhelmed. Hopete can be the chief of the Flaming Blade Tribe. It's not that simple.

While Thorne was worried about Lin Yun, Hopete held his staff and quickly recited several pointy and strange notes. In between, seven or eight monsters appeared as if they were gathered together in blood in a large mist of mind.

The monster seemed to gather blood that kept rolling, but when I looked closely, I found that the blood monster seemed to be just a phantom, and seven or eight monster phantoms burst into the heart of the mist with a smile.

Thorne's face changed dramatically, he swallowed life pills, and his wounds had recovered considerably, but his strength was still weak, but at this moment, he couldn't care less.

It's a bloody shadow!

This wicked spell is said to be capable of entering directly into the enemy's body, causing the enemy's blood to turn against it, killing itself, but also provoking hallucinations, causing people to be killed unconsciously and terribly.

Especially when there is insufficient mental protection, this spell is almost inevitable if hit!

Mind fog is the most powerful method to destroy mind defense. I didn't expect this evil Hopette. The magic at the bottom of the box is an evil psychic spell!

Thorne holds the sword in his right hand and is ready to assist.

In the sky, Hoppett's face also revealed a surprising glimmer, watching the flickering mist, and the constantly flashing shadow of blood inside, laughing.

“Being a proud human being, I can lead the Flaming Blade tribe to become the most powerful tribe in the north, not by the rank of my strength, but by the people who stop me, all dead, those who know that I understand psychic spells, all dead, you will die, and you will die miserably, this battleship, I will take it! ”

Hopet Haha laughed and flew toward the Dauntless. At this time, the speed of the mist flickered more intensely, and even saw the bloody monster phantoms appearing on the edge of the mist.

Lin Yun's face was the usual color, slowly flowing out of the mist of the mind, and the eight bloody monsters around him, the phantom madness shocked, but obviously it was a phantom, but as if he had encountered something substantial, he was blocked three meters away from Lin Yun's body, unable to touch Lin Yun's body at all.

The smile on Hoppet's face solidified and shouted: “How is this possible? The Enclosure Mage will never resist my psychic spell! ”

Thorne's face also revealed a shocking look. The converging fighting temper broke apart, watching the infinite mist of mind sweep around Lin Yun. Eight bloody phantoms continued to strike, but Lin Yun did not even change his eyes.

These spiritual spells have no effect whatsoever on Lord Marfa!

Thorne instantly came to this conclusion, looking into the sky and looking at a monster from the Age of the Devil.

Shit, isn't it the magician's scariest spell or the weakening of spells and psychic spells? Why isn't Marfa responding at all?

In the sky, Hopete had a shock on his face, but the next moment, he turned hard and waved his staff.

Three clear whips, more than a dozen meters long and more than a meter thick, appeared in the middle of the sky. The three whips did not bring any power, as if they were non-existent phantoms, and sucked them out hard towards Lin Yun.

Spiritual whip! Attack spells that violently destroy the state of the mind are much more dangerous than elemental spells. If you can't even resist them, you may even destroy your soul.

Three giant whipping phantoms appeared three meters away in front of Lin Yun, but they were shattered. Hopete spit out a breath of blood, and the red skin instantly faded a little.

Without hitting the target, it was strongly reversed.

At this time, everyone saw how Lin Yun resisted.

A transparent shield appeared around the body, and a clear shield stacked across the foot, forming a huge circle to protect the forest cloud inside.

Hoppert is stuck...

Psychological shield. No, it's a spiritual shield!

Shit, mental protection is not a tough spell, almost all magicians know it, but there are very few people who know mental shields.

What the hell is going on with this 100-sided mind shield?

Who the hell is a psychic?

An angry Orc magician at the summit of an eight-level sealed Wizard, the most skilled magic is psychic magic, but it is also completely unlikely that hundreds of spiritual shields will be used in seconds!

And looking at it like this, the Mist of Heart and the Blood Shadow didn't work at all, and the Blood Shadow didn't even make this damn human blood flow faster!

Lin Yun's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, the psychic spell is really troublesome, because protection must always be far stronger than attack, just a little influence, will completely affect the battle situation.

A magician skilled in curses and psychic spells is basically better than a magician of the same rank, but for Lin Yun, that's it...

The roulette shadow behind you can combine hundreds of spells in one second, combine hundreds of these simple mental defense spells, no pressure at all, even a spell is needed...

“Is that all? ”

Lin Yun said slowly.

Hoppert immediately approached the enemy, recovered the attention of the spell rephage, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth violently, and lifted the staff in his hand again.

At this time, Lin Yun lifted the Dragon Staff for the first time. A golden red symbol lit up at the top of the Dragon Staff. At the same time, the giant disk fiction behind Lin Yun began to spin slowly, and countless symbols appeared in the disk.

In the meantime, horrible magic fluctuations appeared, the colours of the sky seemed to turn flame red, infinite flame elements ravishly converged, and in front of Hopete, a giant hand burning a dark red flame suddenly appeared.

The big hand shot at Hopete, and when the big hand shot at him, he saw the flame shrink rapidly, turning into a vivid, dark red palm measuring 78 meters, with no trace of the flame at all.

But Hoppert's face changed dramatically, and he wouldn't be foolish enough to think it was a result of reduced power. On the contrary, it was all flames converging, and the flames converging to extremes, compressed to extremes, far more powerful than the flames burning!

Hoppert swings his staff, floating in a dark light film in front of him, protecting Hoppert inside, and there seems to be a starry sky, through the light film, even like an endless void.

But this dimensional shield, which is called the strongest level of defense, can absorb all attacks and transform them into a dimensional shield of its own defense. It is instantly shot by a big dark red hand, but it is fractured.

The big dark red hand blew up, a range of twenty and thirty meters, instantly turned into a sea of red fire, where the fierce flames raged, and the air was cauterized and crackled.

A man flushed out of the flames, Hopete's clothes were burned for the most part, her skin became scorched black, her hair burned out, and she looked terrible.

But without waiting for Hopete to fight back, Lin Yun waved a giant dragon staff randomly, and a golden red spear appeared.

A giant spear more than a dozen meters long, covered with dense numbness, and the moment it appeared, it shrunk wildly and instantly became two meters long.

The spear sparkled with a golden glimmer, and terrible magic fluctuations spread around it.

But the next moment, the golden red spear slowly dissipated into a phantom, half-air, and a hundred meters long golden trajectory appeared in front of it.

Hoppett, on the other hand, held the staff, which he cherished so much, but now stood in front of him as if it were a common weapon.

A golden red spear appeared in front of Hoppet as if it were empty, and the inscription on the spear flashed, instantly breaking Hoppet's staff and penetrating through Hoppet's abdomen.

Between now, a hole with a big head appeared in Hopete's abdomen, and the flesh in the hole instantly became coarse and dark, and not a drop of blood had dripped down.

And the golden red spear, through it, flew thousands of meters away and landed hard on the ground.

A loud bang, a cloud of mushrooms rising from the ground, a giant pit hundreds of meters in size appeared there.

And Hoppett's body fell as fast as a giant beast slapped him.

The Merlin family has completely stalled. Watching this battle can be said to be an easy battle, but no one thinks it's easy.

That's Hoppet! The Fire Blade Clan Chiefs, who faced the siege of three Class 8 Enclosure Mages, were able to kill one and seriously injure two.

How can you defeat so easily?

Master Mafa, you are a madman. Are you too embarrassed to use hundreds of shields to protect yourself?

And the hand of the fire god. Is that the fucking hand of the fire god? I've been learning the hand of the Fire God for so long, but I've never seen the hand of the Fire God like this.

Is that the legendary limit spell? Shit, the Fire God's Hand is a fourth-level spell!

Is it possible for the Ensign Mage to be able to do such a trivial spell of the Fire God's hand?

Is it possible to do that with the presence of Helen, Speaker of the Black Tower?