Journey of the Legendary Wizard

Maureen smiled lightly, with a faint smile on his face.

His voice was not loud, very light and soft, but it shocked many knights and nobles.

Maureen?

Maureen Olson?

Who is he?

A few nobles looked at Mo Lin carefully. They felt that Mo Lin looked familiar. Suddenly, they shouted, "It's him, the guest invited by Feline from the Scoville family."

"I remembered that Arka of the Remanov family once passed and got him a position as a library guard."

The few knights and nobles shouted, and their eyes on Morin couldn't help changing.

Who would have thought that the young man who seemed inconspicuous at the time was so strong that he seriously injured the saint?

"No matter who you are, after hurting the saint, you have to pay the price."

Gray stared at Maureen, and he slowly drew out the cross sword from his waist.

The other knights froze in their hearts, they did not speak, but the momentum on their bodies gradually gathered, and their expressions became solemn.

"Ah! Damn it!"

Countless gravel splashed and exploded, and a figure rushed out of the smoke.

"Huh, huh~"

The saint flashed in mid-air, he was panting heavily, but did not speak, but stared at Maureen stubbornly.

"You pissed me off, really, you pissed me off!"

The saint gritted his teeth and said coldly.

A cold smile appeared on his face, and he said, "I didn't want to expose it directly like this, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm only one step away from it, and it's no big deal to expose it directly."

Roar!

The saint suddenly let out a strange roar.

His body swelled up instantly, and the skin changed, turning into purple-black. On his purple-black skin, there were silver patterns, and those silver patterns kept swimming and were extremely mysterious.

At this time, the saint has completely changed into another appearance, his face is sinister and fierce, his eyes are deeply sunken, and two huge bulging bags appear on his back. Wings slowly stretched out from his back.

"Hehe...haha..." The saint was strong, with obvious muscle lines in his chest, and the muscles of his body were strong and powerful. He let out a series of sharp laughter.

Suddenly, his body moved, and in a trance, he grabbed a knight noble below in his hand. Under the frightened gaze of the knight noble, the saint opened his mouth wide and slammed into the neck of the knight noble. bit into it.

Pfft!

"what!"

The screams came over, the knight noble kept shaking, and soon, he was absorbed into a mummified corpse.

The saint left the mummified corpse on the ground casually. He turned his head and looked at Maureen and the many stunned nobles, with a cold look on his face.

"Jie Jie, you all came here, very good, very good."

With blood on the corners of the saint's mouth, he smiled strangely, his laughter was sharp and piercing.

"I'm about to become a pure-blood in the royal family, just to kill you, absorb your flesh and soul, as a gift for my transformation." The saint said, smiling non-stop, with the corner of his mouth having The blood was constantly flowing out, looking extremely ferocious.

"This……"

"how so……"

The many knights and nobles below were shocked when they saw this scene. The expressions on their faces were stunned, but they could not say a complete sentence.

"Is the saint in front of you still a saint..." Gray flashed this thought in his heart. He looked at the strange-looking saint in front of him and thought of those exploding bronze medals, and his face became gloomy.

Fron looked at Gray, and they glanced at each other, both seeing the same meaning in each other's eyes.

They didn't speak, just clenched the cross sword around their waists.

A faint blue light flashed in Maureen's eyes, this is the chip constantly scanning and analyzing the saint.

"Is it converted through a secret method to make myself a royal family in the purgatory world..."

Maureen muttered to himself,

When he saw the conclusion of the chip, he already knew what happened to the saint.

Moreover, the creature that the saint converted was not simple, it was the royal family of the purgatory world, Asmenlai.

Similar to Akade.

"Mo Lin, right? You exposed me ahead of time and seriously injured me. Now, you should pay the price!" The saint sneered.

Tear.

As soon as the saint moved, he instantly appeared beside Mo Lin, and his huge sharp claws flickered, instantly tearing the air and grabbing towards Mo Lin fiercely.

With a move of his palm, Mo Lin instantly blocked himself in front of him, instantly blocking the Saint's attack.

His palm was filled with a cold and terrifying aura, and on Mo Lin's palm, purple-black scales slowly grew out one after another.

"Yes, the strength is still good." Mo Lin felt the huge power from his palm, raised his eyebrows, and felt a little surprised.

He is an ancient wizard, and he has smelted the blood of the Mirage of the Void and the Pancora Scarlet Serpent, forming a unique bloodline of the Thorlas Serpent, no matter in the body's spiritual power or the wizard's energy in the body, in the second-level wizard this In the rank, there is no way to add strength.

Unexpectedly, the saint who transformed into the pure blood of Asmenlai actually made him tremble, and he couldn't help but surprise Maureen.

"But that's it." The corner of Maureen's mouth twitched.

The air in front of him became blurred, and the thick translucent energy spikes twisted and rushed out, wrapping the saint in it.

boom! boom! ! boom! ! !

The sound of explosions came over and over again, the saint screamed, and his body was thrown out heavily, and large strands of purple-black blood were thrown in the air.

"Damn it, Mo Lin, you..." The saint rushed out, his face was fierce, and he kept scolding.

Maureen's face was indifferent, and he just looked at the saint quietly.

Swish swish!

There was a tearing sound in the air.

"what!"

The saint let out a scream.

One after another phantom-like pale claws were born from the void, and the cycle went back and forth, tearing at the body of the saint.

The saint kept screaming, and on his body, a stream of blood poured out violently, forming a thick fog of blood in the air.

Pale hands.

This is the sorcery that Mo Lin used to use. After Mo Lin became a second-level wizard, he used this sorcery again. Compared with before, the power was far from the same.

The saint knelt down and sat on the ground, he kept panting heavily, flesh and blood fell off in large chunks, and his body was covered with deep scars.

"You... Maureen? Olsen, you..." The saint glared at Morin, a trace of fear and confusion flashed in his eyes, but soon, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Very well, Maureen Olsen, you are well."

"Actually, I didn't want to use Asmenlai's power so soon. After all, the power chrysalis has not been transformed. If I use it now, it will leave some hidden dangers for me in the future."

The saint's voice was very hoarse, as if there were sulphur and flames flowing in it, and said: "Now, I'll kill you first!"

Roar! !

A dark red shimmer suddenly appeared on the saint's body, and the dark red shimmer rolled back, forming a dark red cocoon, completely wrapping the saint in it.

Soon, the dark red light cocoon dissipated, and the saint stood up again.

Compared with before, the saint's body is taller, as if a shadow is falling down, his face is hideous and evil, and there are even two pointed horns on his forehead.

There was a hula, and the wind was blowing all around.

The saint fluttered his wings and slowly flew into the air.

A scream came from his mouth, his body suddenly became blurred, and he flashed in the direction of Mo Lin in an instant.

Maureen frowned slightly.

His body moved, and he suddenly stepped aside.

Tear!

hum!

There was a low and huge roar in the air. At the place where Mo Lin stood before, the air was blurred and twisted, and it was strongly squeezed, resulting in a huge deformation in an instant.

"It ran quite fast." The saint appeared on the spot, he looked at Maureen, grinned, revealing sharp fangs.

"It's kind of interesting..."

Maureen frowned.

But soon, his brows slowly stretched out and said: "But, that's it."

A faint silver talisman appeared in his eyes, and a phantom of a purple-black giant snake appeared behind him, looking coldly at the saint.

"what is this……"

The saint was startled, and at this moment, a very bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" The saint sneered.

When he moved, it was as if he was rushing towards Mo Lin again, but Mo Lin's expression didn't change, he just looked at him quietly.

The saint suddenly found that he couldn't move. At some point in time, a faint seal appeared on his body, like a crystal, sealing half of his body.

"Damn it!" The saint's face changed suddenly.

Innate sorcery, mirror pupil!

Maureen didn't speak, but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a cold smile.

The phantom of the purple-black giant snake behind him became huge, and Morin kept getting smaller and smaller. Almost instantly, Morin merged into the purple-black body of the giant snake of Sollas.

Karthus spiral strangulation!

This is the most powerful attack that Maureen has been able to display so far after unfolding his serpentine form.

The purple-black giant snake neighed and rolled towards the saint in an instant. It had strange patterns on its body, driving the surrounding dark energy particles to vibrate constantly, and even vaguely formed a huge whistling like a sea tide. .

The saint screamed, and he finally broke free from the shackles of the mirror pupil, but at this time, the Sollas snake had come to his side.

boom!

This piece of space is completely boiling, and the energy torrents keep rolling over, everything is blurred, and it is impossible to see clearly, only vaguely see two hideous and terrifying figures in it, constantly fighting each other.

Finally, as if a long time had passed, everything was quiet again.

call out!

Ding! !

The cross sword broke through the air, and the crisp sound of the sword came over, the saint's neck was penetrated, and he was nailed to the wall in an instant.

"Uh..." The saint's body was tattered, and there were wounds all over his body. He raised his eyes, looked at Mo Lin, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.

With a puff, Maureen stepped forward and slowly drew out the cross sword. He looked at the dead body of the saint and laughed.

"ended."

Maureen turned his head, looked at the stunned knights and nobles, smiled and said softly.

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