Chapter 859: Uncomfortable
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The First Mage
- Zhuang Bifan
- 1055 characters
- 2021-02-01 05:09:32
And this young mage is full of surging magical aura, and his face is even more eye-catching. His face is so gloomy that it can almost be squeezed out of the water, although it is only a seventh-level mage, but, Looking at his eyes, the eighth-level wizards present all trembled for no reason, as if they had seen something terrible.
"Who is that?" None of these wizards knew Lynch, so they were puzzled for a while, but it was certain that these should be wizards from the Royal Academy of Magic.
"Malfa Merlin? Master Mafa Merlin, you are finally here." And when they were puzzled, the alchemists of the Mage Merlin tower behind them all showed excitement.
In their eyes, Lynch's figure at this moment was unusually tall.
Since Lynch came to the tower of Master Merlin, it can be said that he has created too many miracles. There are so many miracles that make them feel that as long as Mafa Merlin handles things personally, there is often no possibility of failure. This is the case for the Mage Tower, the same is true for the previous potion conference, including everything that follows.
As long as Mafa Merlin appears now, the trouble encountered by Master Merlin's tower can probably be solved.
This is everyone's confidence in Lynch...
"Malfa Merlin, I thought you were going to stay in the alchemy laboratory forever." Red Merlin, who was confined by the ninth-level mage with a confinement spell, now saw Lynch and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief. , The mood that was so impatient at first has gradually settled down.
Just now, he has been thinking about how Lynch and Palin, who entered the alchemy laboratory early, did not appear at this time. Although the sound insulation of the alchemy laboratory is extremely good, the outside The movement is also large enough. Normally, they should have been aware of everything outside. However, their delay in coming out still makes Redmelin feel extremely anxious.
Now it’s alright, my nephew has finally come out...
He, like everyone else, felt that Lynch had enough power to protect them.
"Malfa Merlin, I thought you would always be the tortoise with a shrunken head, hiding in there and not dare to come out." When Marda saw Lynch, there was a grinning and hateful smile on her face: "But you Don’t you think you appeared a bit late? Now the tower of Master Merlin has been destroyed by me."
At this moment, along with Malda's voice, everyone's eyes fell on Lynch.
Lynch didn’t say anything, but his eyes were gloomy and terrifying. Originally, he and Palin had been refining the newly obtained alchemy potions with peace of mind in the laboratory. However, the constant noise from outside would be there. He was interrupted in the laboratory.
Originally, he thought this was just a small matter, and soon this noise would disappear, so he continued to concentrate on researching new medicines, but he did not expect that the external situation would intensify, and finally forced him to temporarily put down his affairs. Walked out with Palin.
After the results came out, I saw many wizards of the Star Mage Tower, under the leadership of Marda, destroying the Merlin Mage Tower...
Although Malda had been to the Merlin Mage’s Tower more than once in the past, at that time, he did not cause any damage. So in order to consider the impact, Lynch let Malda leave safely every time without causing him What kind of substantial harm, but the scene he saw now completely angered Lynch...
He naturally knew how much Red Merlin had put in for this mage tower, and now seeing Red Merlin being imprisoned there, for a while, Lynch’s gloomy eyes could almost squeeze out the flames. coming……
"Malda, you really did too much this time. Even if the Star Mage Tower and the Merlin Tower are really going to be opposites, I won't forgive you if you destroy the Merlin Tower in this way. "Lynch's hoarse voice rang in Malda's ears.
Malda was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, ‘What if you don’t forgive me? Right now, all around me are eighth-level mage and ninth-level mage. What do you think you can do as a seventh-level mage? Even if I am not your opponent, do you think you can protect the tower of Master Merlin with your strength? Tell you, I want you to die in this place today...’
"Really?" Lynch took a deep look at Malda, and then walked towards the eighth-level wizards in front of him: "Just now, did you want to destroy the containers in front of you?"
"So what?" These eighth-level mages looked at Lynch. To be honest, Lynch’s just appearance really shocked them a little bit, but now, they have reacted somewhat, even if this is called Mafa Merlin. The mage is indeed stronger than the average seventh-level mage, but they now have several eighth-level mage standing together, which is not comparable to him, and there is no need to fear him.
"Since you want to destroy the container, you can try now and continue to destroy him." Lynch's voice sounded again.
"There is still such a requirement?" Several eighth-level wizards glanced at each other, and then all laughed.
Although they could all see that the mage named Marfa Merlin, what he said now was just a threat to them.
However, this mage may have forgotten that what he is threatening now is not a group of rookies who have just become arch mages. Everyone standing in front of him is a genuine eighth-level mage...
You, a seventh-level mage, came to threaten us? If you say it nicely, it means you don’t know how high the sky is, or if it’s ugly, it means you are looking for death...
"Since this was requested by Mage Merlin on the initiative, I think we'd better fulfill him." One of the eighth-level mage said with a smile: "Otherwise, we would not give this great mage face too much. The great seventh-level mage is worthy of respect from our group of eighth-level mage."
Everyone could tell that the mage was only ridiculing Lynch, but at this time Lynch didn't say a word, just staring coldly at the talking mage.
The eighth-level mage was watched by Lynch. At first it was nothing, but then he felt getting colder and colder. That feeling, like being stared at by some kind of poisonous snake, made him feel uncomfortable.