End of the Magic Era

After a burst of roaring noise, the body of the poisonous warcraft suddenly shivered, and suddenly the two rear legs of the frantic struggle became stiff.

Two or three seconds later, the tail of the poisonous beast shrugged helplessly, and the breath of life dramatically passed.

Lin Yun landed on the ground and waved a giant dragon staff. A giant magician's hand, more than 20 meters old, appeared. The magician's hand held the tail of the poisonous warcraft and bought the poisonous warcraft into the lower half of the ground and pulled it out of the ground.

At this time, all the people saw that the poisonous warcraft that could barely carry elements storm and magic flood without much harm, at this moment, had become completely invisible, the chin had disappeared, and half of the most defensive steel brains had disappeared.

The wound was surrounded by scorched black traces of flame, and the entire upper body became fleshly blurred. As the poisonous warcraft was pulled out of the hole, a terrible heat wave erupted from the hole, and there were plenty of flames and magma trapped in it.

It was also this poisonous beast who sought his own death, dug halfway through the hole, and when his head was drilled in, he was seized by Lin Yun, combining his magic with a spell, instantly letting a large number of flame elements and flame spells drill underneath, in that very small place, into nearly a hundred bursting fireballs.

You know, bursting fireballs is a fourth-level spell. For Lin Yun, it's no longer difficult to carry out limiting spells. Nearly a hundred limiting spells burst fireballs, or in that place, a golden beamon could be blown up by half...

If a bursting fireball blows up on the surface of a giant dragon, at best it shows a slight trace of scorched black, there is no great harm at all, but if it blows up in the closed mouth of a giant dragon, it plays a role far more than the damage of spell, the blood and flesh in the mouth is the lightest...

Not to mention that nearly a hundred bursting fireballs blow up where there is almost no space. It's strange that the poisonous warcraft is immortal...

Lin Yun developed a magician's hand and dug out the level 39 poisonous demon crystal in the head of the poisonous warcraft. Only then did he see a group of people in heavy armor in the distance, with black lightning spears in their hands coming this way.

Lin Yun threw a bottle of life medication at the break. He frowned and looked at the distant people. There was a slight confusion in his eyes.

How is the Battle Magician of the Caucasus?

Lin Yun suddenly felt a little sudden when he remembered the black spear that had just wounded him from work. He was still wondering about the unexpected move, but didn't think of it.

Now I remember, it is a kind of remote attack of the Battle Mage of the Caucasus. It has great power for sneaking swordsmen. The spin can only be avoided. If it is stopped, the spear will spin half a turn faster, shifting the center of gravity of the attack to the back of the sneaked attacker.

Leveraging the power of shock and resistance to exert at least twice the power of spear impact, it was not known how many swordsmen died under this tactic.

But how did the Battle Mage of the Caucasus show up here? And attacked them?

The Battle Mage of the Caucasus has begun to fall since the death of Jason Waglan, who is believed to be the king of the Battle Mage of the Caucasus, and the Battle Mage of the Caucasus has been driven back to the Caucasus Heights as a result of civil strife in the Kingdom.

Oakland has a lot of magicians who have enemies with the Caucasus Battle Mages, and many who have declared war for a long time, like the Black Tower, have always had a hatred with the Caucasus Battle Mages. As long as they see each other on their territory, they will definitely not hesitate to die and not think for a second.

Other forces of magistrates who did not declare war on the Battle Mages of the Caucasus also had little interest in these savages, who, although killed without meeting, were not expected to be seen.

Battle magistrates in the Caucasus have also been low profile over the years, seldom leaving the Caucasus highlands, and have little connection with other magician forces. Here, in the face of anger, Battle magicians in the Caucasus, although present, have never been in contact with other forces.

The land occupied is also the most remote part of the flame, surrounded by nothing slightly larger than a few decades.

How could Lin Yun not be surprised to see the battle magician of the Caucasus here? Did they also come to participate in the fire scene attack?

The Battle Mage of the Caucasus called the Mage Kexing, very difficult, but Lin Yun didn't care much. Except for Jason Waglan, who is known as the greatest king of the Caucasus, the Battle Mage of the Caucasus has never appeared, not even one of the heavenly ranks...

The higher the level, the higher the limit, the more difficult it is to break through once, the more unlikely it is to break through the heavenly scale, which is the conclusion reached at the height of the Northender world.

Because, apart from the former King of the Caucasus, they have not even appeared in a heavenly hierarchy, and Jason Waggland, a genius, has not appeared in tens of thousands of years, and that is why Jason Waggland became King of the Caucasus because of the existence of the rule of balance.

These people, whatever they came for, Lin Yun just wants to know why these savages attacked them.

If it is a minor general problem, then a lesson should be learned. After all, he is inherited from Jason Waggland. Admittedly or not, he is half the disciple of Jason Waggland. A little concession for the people of Jason Waggland is a little honor for the king of the Caucasus...

The Caucasian battle magicians dressed in heavy armor with lightning spears walked across the street, and Lin Yun frowned slightly.

“Why are you sneaking up on my people? ”

Kempes walked in with a man, grinning his mouth towards Lin Yun and revealing a dashing smile.

“Surrender your antidote, I, Kempes, king of the future Caucasus, will spare you immortality. ”

Kempes had a glimmer of greed and heat in his eyes, and after all these years, only the Battle Mage of the Caucasus was still exploring this poison fog valley, the whole flame scene, and no one knew this place better than we did, but it was very slow.

But these people are not affected by the fog at all, they must have some way to resist the fog here!

Well, with this method, we can explore this poison fog valley thoroughly, and as for the people in front of us, let them go, just let them get rid of their magic.

Let them go this time, and the next time you meet them, kill them. With this poison fog valley, we can build a fortress here, rooted dead next to the storm fortress, and those idiots in the black tower dare attack?

As long as they relax a little, we will take bloody revenge on them, they will attack, we will hide in, they will kill as many people as they want.

By then, the storm fortress will probably be abandoned, and if we start with this poison fog valley, we will surely be able to encroach on more interests, and the interests of the flames will be distributed to us in the Caucasus.

Kill these people and get the spatial coordinates of the Golden Bead surface, haha, so easy we can get two profits.

I'll have this credit. Who in the Caucasus would dare say I'm just a genius and I don't have much credit?

Kempes thought about it, his eyes were a little red, and they had been studying it for years, but they still hadn't found a way to fight the fog.

The strength of the body and magic of the Battle Mage of the Caucasus, as well as the heavy-armor of the Caucasus character, can only last a little longer than others.

But at this time, they cannot fully explore the entire Poison Mist Valley. The further they go in, the more terrible the erosion of the Poison Mist Valley will be. If they do not turn back for a certain period of time, they will not be able to get out of the Poison Mist Valley alive.

Relying on their understanding of the place, they followed it from afar and discovered long ago that all of these people could ignore the poison fog here!

At this point, where else can we stand? It's not going to kill them. As long as we get the antidote, we'll have a better chance of reaping it.

A golden bead surface without any foundation, and a place that has been studied for many years, is clearly more urgent and easier to reap benefits.

By order of Kempes, the battle magician of the Caucasus who brought him in proceeded in formation with a spear, seemingly launching an attack as soon as Lin Yun refused.

Just a few people, facing more than twenty Caucasian battle magicians, and his level 38 strength, are absolutely a one-sided massacre.

In the eyes of the Battle Mage of the Caucasus, the ordinary Mage, is a bunch of broilers waiting to be slaughtered. Killing or not just depends on how the Battle Mage of the Caucasus is feeling.

“What, you want me to say it again? Surrender your antidote, and I will allow you to leave here at your own expense, with the most genius of the Caucasus, His Excellency Kempes, standing before you. If not surprisingly, the future will be the king of the Caucasus. If I say so, I can represent the Caucasian war magician! You don't have to worry. I'll be like you broilers! ”

Lin Yun smiled with a hint of consternation on his face.

“Oh, haven't you woken up yet? ”

As it turns out, Kempeston is angry because normal magicians almost don't drink alcohol, and the vast majority of magicians don't drink alcohol, because they think alcohol can affect the efficiency of meditation, can cause mental disturbances, can affect their strength, even if drinking is an insulting word.

The battle magicians of the Caucasus, however, are not obnoxious. They have always eaten meat and drank large bites of wine. Their strong bodies are almost as strong as drinking water. Therefore, in the eyes of an orthodox magician, the battle magicians of the Caucasus are a group of uncivilized savages.

Say hello to the Caucasian magician before he wakes up, tell him that he is a brainless savage...

“Kill them all, especially that skinny white chicken, and tear him to pieces! ”

Kempes drank furiously and the more than twenty Caucasian battle magicians rushed up without hesitation.

Lin Yun stood there and laughed coldly. He didn't move a second.