End of the Magic Era

Even in the mind-elephant world, strength was suppressed to the same extent as it was at the time, but from the current perspective, it was enough to deal with Agaron at the time, whether it was fighting or alchemy, all of which could not lift Agaron's suppressed head.

Then there was no exit gas, really Agaron appeared, and then told him that if he wanted to go out, it was best to follow what happened at the time and walk through it, find something that didn't belong there, and then get out of the meteorological world. If he didn't do that, when the time came, the world might collapse, and then he would die completely...

If you haven't breathed yet, you'll have to hold your breath to win again. Instead, you will intentionally lose. Alonzo's lungs will blow up, but then again, no Agaron will come to save him.

Agaron went to save him and pretended to be his grandson. After being overwhelmed by Agaron at the time, Alonzo really wanted to die in the ideological world. Forget it, at least he took a nasty breath for so many years.

But Agaron came to save him...

Both sides are just fighting each other. No matter what, when Agaron can't risk coming to save him, he will be involved again. If so, he will not be able to meditate on death...

After escaping, at a critical moment, he was rescued several times by the disciples of Agaron, and Alonzo felt that his face had been thrown off the ground and could not be found.

At this time, the bloody witch De Chrysel appeared, a perfect vent, a perfect tool for laxatives, from the beginning of the pit to the mastermind behind the pit now...

Alonzo held his fire for so long, he was finally lit up...

Alonzo's right hand holds a dead branch cane and his left hand holds another green cane, with a strange and powerful aura.

As Alonzo waved the staff of his right hand, a seemingly strange fluctuation spread, in the dark orbit of the bloody witch, the flashing pin tip size of the blue light suddenly twinkled, waved his arms, a layer of grey mist formed a shield against him, then slowly the body vanished into nothingness.

After this strange and seemingly nuanced fluctuation spread, Giovanni was carried like a kite by a bloody witch, but accidentally by these seemingly nuanced fluctuations.

In the meantime, Giovanni's company began to twist, as if suffering was unbearable and terrible, but didn't scream.

A few seconds later, Giovanni's skin was like there were countless bugs walking through, slowly cracking the surface of his skin, a black locust climbing out of his skin, and then constantly eating his skin and eating his flesh.

The black locust, dense and numb, slowly devoured Giovanni's flesh, but he had no way of expelling the locusts. He could only look at them. His expression had been completely distorted. There was only endless fear. Even as a vampire ancestor, watching himself eaten little by the black locust, that fear could not be expressed in words.

Especially the terrible life force of the original vampire ancestors, even if it is eaten into a skeleton, it will not die, this pain is even more terrible...

What is scary is watching yourself run to death a little bit, but there is nothing at all to be done about it. What is scarier is that this torture does not kill him at all. Even if it blocks magic and blocks action, it still has its own vitality.

Physical damage has reached a certain level, and even if there is no manipulative force, his body will continue to recover.

Especially with the passage of time, Giovanni has already felt that a black locust has appeared in his stomach, eating his guts, his vitality has begun to emerge, his body is constantly recovering, but he is still constantly devoured, barely maintaining a balance, but it also means that he has to endure this terrible pain...

Giovanni was touched, but nobody cared about him, a vampire ancestor alive, and nobody would care at this time.

One blow did not hit the bloody witch, Alonzo did not care, waved the green staff on the left hand side against the grey mist shield, the unseen fluctuations spread away, only the implicitly felt fluctuations.

The fog shield was filled with death. After being swept away by this fluctuation, the crackling sound appeared, as if countless beans had suddenly blown up.

The power of death contained in the fog shield dissipated rapidly, and an inky green branch grew out of the fog shield, something like a regular branch, and then at the top of the branch, a round fruit matured almost blinking.

The surface of the fruit cracked open, a green skull emerged with a strong breath of life, and the skull grew into its mouth, sucking into a misty mouth filled with the power of death, and countless forces of death became a flood into this green skull.

Three seconds later, the mist slowly dissipated and a strange plant appeared, bare green branches, with a dense numbness of roots underneath and a green skull with a horrible life scent attached to it.

This strange plant fell to the ground, quickly rooted to the ground, and the enormous life force on the skull, which had gathered into fog, was ejected by the skull.

Between now and then, just as a whole different world was created in this world full of death, the intense air of death was suddenly forced to open, the silent air was forced to open, and the air became incredibly fresh, as if on a vast grassland of vegetation.

In fact, this is really a grassland, centered on that weird plant, beneath the earth, a green seedling bursts out of the land, and grows into a half-human green grass.

The power of life is transformed into a circular wave that spreads to the surrounding area, swept away by the waves, and all grows half-human tall grass, a dozen seconds, a dozen kilometers around, all completely transformed into a green meadow, where the smell of death is devoured by that strange plant, and then transformed into the power of life sprayed out.

The trace of the bloody witch disappeared at this time, Alonzo with his shady face and two canes floating in the sky, his eyes as sharp as a golden sculpture, constantly sweeping through all the corners around him, but how could he not find the trace of the bloody witch?

Lin Yun looked at Alonzo with some shock. It was completely unexpected that Alonzo's strength was so strong, and more importantly, the magic in his hand was all something famous.

It was found in the future by the mad magicians who had tripled the entire Northender world, but at that time no one knew who was the owner and who was the creator.

Alonzo's name is recorded in the future, Dean of the Mysterious College, but this college, like his name, is too mysterious, barely recorded, even the Middle Mysterious College has been destroyed twice, completely declined.

Lin Yun only now knows that the magic instruments that are very representative of the Mysterious College are from Alonzo's hands.

Elemental magic is now mainstream, but in the future, mysterious magic will occupy half the place, and mysterious magic, on the path to conquest, is sometimes much bigger than the deterrence of magic warships.

The scepter of Moses, a mysterious artifact with ancient cursing power, a cursed creature, will turn itself into a breeding home of black locusts, those with ominous and devastating locusts will grow out of the host's body, and then eat the host little by little, causing ominous destruction.

This terrible force, even the dead, cannot resist, and in Alonzo's hands it means that all creatures below level 50 cannot ignore it after being hit.

And the other cane, the material, is made of the value of the eternal ancient tree, and the branches that were picked up while the eternal ancient tree was alive can only be made into this cane.

Only the Eternal Ancient Tree can have the ability to convert the power of death into the power of life. When the Eternal Ancient Tree exists, within 10,000 kilometers, no dead spirit can appear. Any power of death within this range will be swallowed up by the immense root system of the Eternal Ancient Tree and then transformed into the power of life.

If it is close to the 100 km range of the Eternal Ancient Tree, even the 49th level dead spirit will be sucked out of the power of death.

Alonzo's scepter of life possesses a bit of the power of the eternal ancient tree. Although it is not as exaggerated as the living eternal ancient tree, it is not so difficult to catalyze a dozen kilometres of life in the realm of the dead.

You know, the everlasting ancient tree, though tall, can be picked down and still retain the characteristics of the everlasting ancient tree, but there are strict requirements.

In the days of the Nathan dynasty, it was only when an elf tribe differentiated and expanded that it was given such a branch as the foundation of a new elf tribe that it grew into an ancient tree of life.

The remaining Pokémon, what they have in their tribe, are ancient trees of life.

Such branches, even if placed in the Nathan dynasty, are basically impossible to use as other eruptions. In the previous elephant world, Lin Yun clearly saw that the outbreak of war was too sudden, the destruction of the eternal ancient tree was too sudden, and there could be no more eternal ancient tree.

There can be no more branches of the Eternal Ancient Tree. This staff in Alonzo's hands must have been left behind in the Nathan dynasty. The Eternal Ancient Tree branches have not yet been taken away by the new Elf tribe...

The two staff strike simultaneously and instantly let the Bloody Witch demon retreat. This place is no longer suitable for Bloody Witch fighting. The breath of death here is almost emptied. As long as the Bloody Witch demon appears on this earth, it will be discovered.

Even if the Bloody Witch hides better, the natural conflict between the breath of life and the breath of death, no one can control it unless the Bloody Witch does nothing...

But Lin Yun always felt something was wrong, especially the curse just released by the bloody witch, which seemed to be resisted, but still felt something was wrong.