End of the Magic Era

The magic storm crushed his magic protection easily. The magic storm turned into a hurricane that blew through the body of the haematologist. A terrible scream sounded, but it didn't help at all. His body was like a hundred million years of time decay in this short second. The magic in his body was taken away by those terrible magic storms, his body quickly lost moisture and then dried up. Finally, a bang broke into countless pieces, like a sand sculpture was blown away by a raging wind...

In a second, a heaven-scale transplant vascularist was just meteorized, and the bodies were hanged into the smallest pieces by a magic storm, and all of their magic was forced into these chaotic magic storms filled with destructive power, and this hole with a dozen channels * *, and seven or eight more channels together, began to erupt these destructive magic storms.

The colorful magic storm, like a fountain, sprayed out of those tiny holes, hit the front of those fountains, whether they were hard stone walls, or those bare magic crystals on the ground, only became debris, and after the magic crystals were smashed, the steady magic contained in them became instantly violent under the influence of the magic storm, and then turned into a supplementary force to join those chaotic magic storms.

In less than two seconds, chaotic magic storms have filled the entire cave, and the strong of the crown of thorns, supported by shields, but everyone's shields dissipate like ice melting fast.

Max's crystal eyes glistened, holding up a crystal shield and instantly finding a way to hide.

“Everybody, hide in that corner, George. Come on, control the stone wall. Let's hide in there. ”

Max held up the crystal shield, instantly converted the shield into a passageway, a group of people walked through the passageway in half a second to reach a place in the cave that would not be hit by any magic fountain, this corner, would not be hit by magic shock for the first time, and all the places that would be hit for the first time, the distance was the furthest, the trajectory of the magic storm rolling in the cave, here, the impact was also the least.

Max first discovered this place, and then he didn't hesitate to bring people to this corner, and George activated the power of the blood, making the stone wall recess, a layer of stone blue light film appeared in the original place of the stone wall, a group of people hiding inside the optical film, and those horrible magic storms outside became stronger and stronger, and the holes * * naked magic crystals on the surface were all crumbling, making the holes * * magic storm stronger and stronger.

Five seconds later, George's face became a little pale, and in two seconds, it was about to drip blood, and the smell of blood was all over his nostrils, and blood seeped through George's nostrils, and the surface of his skin could even see the purple blue blood vessel, and a little creep was creeping inside his blood vessel, and George's face was getting redder and redder, and his breath was getting stronger, but the chaos was getting stronger and stronger.

“Dolores! ”

Max yelled, and another blood transplant next to him walked up to the stone blue light screen, reaching out his hands, and a water screen spread out of his hands, then next to the stone blue light screen.

Suddenly, George broke the control of the stone blue light screen, which seemed to drip red as blood, slowly returned to normal, and then grew pale. In a few seconds, his power reached its limit, and his blood began to boil, thus reaching a stronger power, but that power became too strong, and he lost control, and the end result was only the explosion.

George was sitting on the ground, gasping heavily, just using the power that was left, controlling the depression deeper, making the exit a little smaller, buying time for others, after all, his power was just to manipulate the rocks, best at disguising them rather than protecting them, turning them into a small cave, and then the cave became smaller, and the others protected them for longer.

Outside the hole, chaotic magic storms persist, and after the terrible magic storms pile up this huge cave, they begin to spread towards other channels, but even with the vents, the magic storms left here are still terrible.

In less than a minute, the other heavenly stepper, who took over, was equally unable to continue his protection. Shelton stepped over to the hole, which had become just over two metres wide, and the thick black smoke rolled over, and these black smokes turned into a pitch-black devil's head, biting one at a time, forming a pitch-black wall, blocking the hole and resisting the magic storm outside.

Three minutes later, Shelton couldn't hold on, so he kept changing people...

Half of them disappeared and all lost their strength to sustain, the purest kind of magical confrontation, their short plate, the easiest way to provoke blood instability, easier to provoke blood instability than direct combat.

Everyone around must go to rest, only Max has the strength left, Max is silent and walks up silently, ready to take over the protection.

The power of the outside magic storm is weakened, but it's still going on. If Max can't sustain it, and the outside magic storm is still so powerful, everyone will die here.

Looking out the hole like a colorful light belt of a magic storm, Max's eyes were very complicated, and then silently all went to the edge of the hole, his palms sticking to the wall of the hole, and suddenly, a layer of crystal spread along Max's palm, rapidly forming a crystal wall, blocking the position of the hole, and the transplant hematologist, who couldn't support it, fell on the floor wearing boldness, his arms trembling.

Max's power is the most powerful here, as well as the last...

That layer of crystal clogged the hole, and the destruction magic storm outside kept blowing onto the surface of the crystal screen, which looked like a soft colored light belt, gently swept from the surface of the crystal, and the thickness of the crystal would be cut off by at least a quarter, while Max continued to replenish the power, continually wasting this chainsaw.

More than twenty minutes later, Max's face also became a little pale, and the sparkling light in his crystal eyes seemed to have become a little irregular, with a dramatic drain on magic, but with the magic stored by a heavenly class 5 strong, this drain was actually not so terrible.

But this chainsaw battle, which uses forces from the blood, becomes a burden for the imperfect transplant bloodmaster whose blood itself is transplanted.

In this way, his veins become unstable, and as a result, no different from the others, his magic is not consumed, but his veins are already boiling.

The magic storm outside had weakened a lot, but it had not reached the stage where others could resist it. Max had a little despair in his eyes, but it was still strong, but the others, their faces, could no longer contain that despair.

“We're going to die. We're going to die here. The monster Mafa Merlin said must have woken up...”

A haematologist looked desperate and muttered to himself, while others silenced and quietly looked at Max, who was still supporting him.

“When these horrible magic storms first appeared, I felt the smell of hellish power inside. That belonged to Sonny, the damned bastard. She must have summoned the devil lord. Otherwise, she wouldn't have woken up that horrible monster Mafa Merlin said...”

“That damned bitch, she must be dead, she has to pull us together to be buried...”

“Mafa Merlin may have died here too, he must have gone farther than we did. He was closer to the start of these horrible magic storms. It was definitely Sonny, that crazy idiot, who didn't believe what Mafa Merlin said, who used powerful power underground...”

It seemed that in an instant, all of us had found the direction of the vent and started cursing Sunny, unfortunately everyone was certain that under that power, Sunny must have died, and a single transplant haematologist could not have survived here.

Pure magic alone can bring such a terrible magic storm, far beyond the terrible power of magic effect, can have such a powerful magic, at least a terrible warcraft of level 49, and it is also the more powerful of them.

A group of people cursed Sunny to reduce the fear of death for everyone, Max silenced and stared out at the crystal screen, which was at least one meter thick, but now it can only stay half a meter thick, with nearly half a meter of crystal corroded by a magic storm every second, while Max had to make sure that the crystal screen was replenished half a meter thick within a second to ensure that it was not torn.

Blood veins began to change and boil, Max's eyes began to beat unconsciously, the sharp pain in his orbit intensified, and Max began to create a desperate emotion without his will...

It's over, it's over, there's not enough time, my eyes are already sore, the fit between my eyes and my body has gone wrong, my veins are boiling, at most for 10 minutes, my veins will collapse completely, I can't resist anymore, the others, even if they recover some, can only barely resist for another three minutes at most.

Those terrible magic storms out there are weakening, and at this rate, at least 20 minutes later, they will be enough for everyone to resist, but three minutes later, all of them will be torn to pieces, and even for me, they will no longer resist.

What kind of horrible existence is sleeping beneath the earth, just the magic that erupts can have such a powerful power, is it already at level 50? Nor can the average level 49 Warcraft let pure magic affect such a large range, such a powerful force.

With this horrible force, is Mafa Merlyn alive? His research on this aspect has reached a very deep point, and he can't be unprepared for this situation, can he? In this case, however, no one can survive...

No, Mafa Merlin is definitely alive, he is definitely alive, but how exactly did Mafa Merlin do it, he can avoid this disaster, how did he do it...

Max's mind began to diffuse and suddenly thought of Lin Yun, but a sharp pain interrupted his mind. The crystalline eyes in his left orbit beat more frequently, blood flowed down his left orbit, and the skin around his orbit seemed to be torn apart by massive force.

Max's face flashed with a slight pain, one hand covering his left eye, hoping to control the boiling blood and the eye that almost jumped out of his orbit and blew open.

But a few seconds later, Max covered his left hand in his left eye and had already been contaminated with blood. The pain even began to hit his head and hit his soul...

Biting his teeth, Max had a layer of crystal attached to his left hand, the crystal turned into a strange spoon shape, and he dug his left eye out himself, but the eye did not look like a human eye at all, but a pure spherical crystal with a drop of blood on it, a warm crystal covered with a faint halo.

After digging out the crystalline eyes on the left, Max suddenly felt that the boiling blood seemed to calm down a little, less intense than just now...

I don't know how many years ago, Max hasn't fought intensely, and there hasn't been such a serious blood regurgitation. I have no idea, after digging out a transplanted crystalline eye, the regurgitation and boiling of the blood will weaken...

Holding the crystal eyes in his hand, Maxton stood still. There was a word in his head before the clouds kept ringing. At that time, there was nothing much to care about...

Damn, how could I forget about this? Mafa Merlyn had a very in-depth study on transplanting blood veins, so what he said at the beginning might not have been random, but true...

How could I forget that, two crystal eyes, for me, is a failed transplant? Is it true, as Mafa Merlyn said, that one eye is better? More suitable?

But he just glanced at it, and there was no research at all. How could he be sure that this was the best way to do it? Isn't that just random speculation, or just random talk?

Max shook one of the crystal eyes in his hand, his brain was messed up, his veins stabilized a little, and it became a little easier to support that crystal screen, but he still couldn't reach the minimum time limit.

Two minutes later, Max's face was a little complicated, and then he bit his teeth, and the spoon-shaped crystal in his hand was again pointed at his right eye and the crystal eye implanted in his right orbit was dug out.

Between now, Max's two orbits were left with only two bloody black holes, two crystalline eyes floating in front of him, flashing halos, slowly reaching the same frequency, and there seemed to be a very deep connection between the two.

For a heavenly strength, looking at things does not depend solely on the eyes, the magician relies more on his magic, and Max, as a heavenly strength of the fifth grade, does not have much influence, even without the eyes.

Feeling the resonance between the two crystalline eyes, Max's face was a little complicated, the second crystalline eye was dug out again, and the strength of the blood vein was weakened, but stability increased again.

After a few seconds of silence, Max bit his teeth, and a bunch of magic floated in his palm, wrapping both crystal eyes in at the same time, the trigger of magic, the power of blood, colliding the two crystal eyes together, without fear of rupture, without unexpected changes.

The two crystal eyes melted, blended into each other, without even manipulation, just using magic as a hotbed, the power of the blood as a primer, and the two crystal eyes freely merged.

Easily unexpectedly, in less than half a minute, the original two crystalline eyes disappeared, replacing them with an eye that looked like a real eye.

Still the same texture as crystals, but with the distinction between eye white and eye nuts, with a pupil like a six-mounted star, the exuded breath became more stable.

Seeing this new crystalline eye, Max's face was constantly changing and he finally put it in his right eye orbit.

Between moments, the power of the veins penetrated the eye, and then rapidly spinned around Max's body, the otherwise unstable blood, seemed to flatten in an instant. The pupil in the eye, like the six stars, spinning slowly, as if it were instinct, Max knew how to manipulate the power of the veins, how to combine the power of the veins with magic.

In less than three seconds, Masna's boiling blood has completely stabilized. At least it can be regained as it was just now. There is nothing wrong with insisting for at least another half hour, and any discomfort will be...

One eye is missing, but what you see with new eyes is stronger and clearer than before, magic flow, air flow, you can see clearly, the whole world seems to change from black and white to color...

Max stood still there for half an hour, and the boiling magic storm outside had reached a point where he could easily resist, and Max still hadn't stopped supporting that crystal screen...

“Lord Max, the magic storm outside has weakened a lot...”

When a voice sounded in Max's ear, Max suddenly seemed to wake up from his dreams. When his arms trembled, the crystal screen in front of him collapsed and disappeared. The magic wind that blew in was long gone. It just didn't make any difference from a normal hurricane. This power can be easily resisted by anyone present, just consuming a little magic is enough...

Max ignored the others, immediately gathered a crystal mirror in front of him, looked at the reflection of the person in the mirror, and looked at this six-mounted pupil, Max's hands trembled...

“It's so simple, it really is, just one... just one eye is enough...”

Max mumbled a little bit and muttered to himself. I couldn't accept the situation at all, even if it really got better. It was just a moment of crisis, and I thought about it with a try. I didn't expect it to produce such a powerful result.