Suddenly, they looked at Lynch’s eyes with a hint of shock and a little dread and fear, especially those of Yorkson’s friends, who even took a cold breath, and then took a deep look at York over there. Xun, at this time, they clearly realized that perhaps, what Yorkson said before was really not deliberately raising Marfa Merlin, but this young mage, who is really powerful...
"Why?" Looking at the other young mage, he ran to help Aesop, and Corleone stood there in a daze. Some of them couldn't react. Originally in his imagination, even if Aesop was really not. This opponent of Marfa Merlin, however, can at least consume Marfa Merlin's physical strength.
Moreover, with Aesop's fighting methods, there might be a chance to hurt Malfa Merlin.
At least I never thought that it was just a simple pyrotechnic technique. Malfa Merlin defeated Aesop in such an extremely straightforward manner. This scene was beyond his imagination, causing Corleone to react in a moment. But come...
How could this guy be so powerful...
Although Corleone has not really played against Lynch until now, judging from the amazing casting speed just now, even if he does it himself, it is estimated that his fate will be similar to Aesop...
The strength on the opposite side is simply crushing...
Under such circumstances, how can you fight him?
Although I was indeed one level higher than Marfa Merlin, and now a second-level archmage, after seeing Marfa Merlin's fighting style, to be honest, now Corleone's heart is really a little guilty...
"How about it, is it your turn next?" But at this moment, Lynch’s voice rang from Corleone’s ears. Obviously, seeing Corleone didn’t react for a long time, so Lynch was already a little impatient...
"This..." Corleone looked at Aesop, who had fainted, and the corners of his mouth twitched. For a while, he didn't know how to answer Lynch's words. After all, Aesop's wound that was blasted by the Pyroblast technique was not. Just kidding, it's like rolling around inside the flames, and you can even smell a burnt smell. Under such circumstances, Corleone really doesn't know whether he should fight Marfa Merlin...
"You sent Aesop to challenge me before, not to kill my stamina? You succeeded. Now my stamina and magic have been drained a bit. Now if you challenge me, you will definitely have a great advantage. "When Lynch saw Corleone not speaking, he couldn't help but said something with a smile.
"..." When Corleone heard Lynch's words, his face was immediately covered with black lines. What kind of wasting your physical strength? To be honest, he sent Aesop up. Although he did have this idea at the beginning, what was more embarrassing was that Aesop was directly defeated.
As for Marfa Merlin itself, it simply released a Pyroblast, but how much mana can a Pyroblast consume? It can be said that Aesop hasn't even consumed a bit of his magic power, so at this time, Mafa Merlin said these words, obviously taunting him...
If it were when he first came here, now Corleone would have ridiculed him, and would not give Marfa Merlin a chance to mock himself, but now that Aesop’s warning is in front of him, he really dare not take it lightly. Di and Lynch talked back, otherwise, what if this first-level archmage forcefully makes a move?
"Unexpectedly, a Pyroblast technique scared you like this..." Palin in the distance gave Corleone a disdainful look. He thought that the archmage should still have a bit of spine. Unexpectedly, it was simply inflammation. The explosive technique made him dare not even speak. Palin looked down upon such a person...
And Yorkson over there looked at Corleone even more contemptuously. Believing this guy, he should have realized that Mafa Merlin is powerful now. This is not something he can provoke, let alone a second-level archmage. Even the ninth-level wizard did not have the strength to defeat Mafa Merlin.
I have repeated this countless times before, but no one believes it, now it’s alright, I'll be beaten directly... Now he seems to see that Corleone's blush is the same as a monkey butt...
"By the way, Marfa Merlin, I remember who he is." At this moment, Corleone, who had been silent, suddenly seemed to be thinking of something, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked like a ghost. To Lynch: "Damn, you are the second person in charge of the previous Silver Plane, that Marfa Merlin?"
"Yes, it's him." Yorkson replied directly.
Although Corleone didn't set his gaze on Yorkson, he still heard what he said clearly. After hearing the correct answer from Yorkson's mouth, Corleone was instantly dumbfounded.
No wonder he felt that the name Marfa Merlin was so familiar before, but for a while, he couldn't remember why he was so familiar. Only now did he know that this is the youngest person in charge of the plane in the history of the Royal Academy of Magic...
For a moment, Corleone's body trembled suddenly. Damn, he was crazy, who would be no good to challenge, and he came to challenge Marfa Merlin? No, I dare to mock Mafa Merlin out loud? This is simply looking for death...
Although he is a pioneering mage and a second-level archmage, he is still far behind a person in charge of the plane. Moreover, the problem is that if others can become the person in charge of the plane, it is his The strength has already been affirmed by the parliament. Under such circumstances, challenging him by himself is simply impatient to live, but he has not been affirmed by the parliament...
Thinking of this, Corleone had an urge to cry. He knew it was Marfa Merlin, so he shouldn’t mess with him again... But now, it’s too late to regret. After all, he seems to be in the eyes of others. Left a bad impression...
"Malfa Merlin, it was him?" And with Yorkson's voice, the remaining young mage, the one holding Aesop's eyes, suddenly shrank, and he only felt a toothache at the moment. Damn, what kind of character did they provoke this time...
They will come to provoke this kind of existence, they simply can't provoke...
