Journey of the Legendary Wizard

boom

The entire ground shook violently as if it had been subjected to a powerful impact.

The autumn wind was bleak, and the fallen leaves were swirling, making the figures of Maureen and Dorot blurred and blurred.

This is the powerful imposing influence released by Dorot.

Ahead, Dorot's body has changed. His body has become extraordinarily strong and powerful, looming, and there are psychedelic breaths in his pupils, making him seem unreal and intertwined. Unreal.

This is a manifestation of the power of Dorot's bloodline.

His bloodline power is very powerful, and he is the legendary fog giant.

In ancient mythology, it is a powerful creature that can manipulate fog and water to reach the peak of the fourth level of true meaning after adulthood.

"Dorot, you really want to shoot at me." A faint mist lingered, and Mo Lin's figure was looming in it, and he couldn't see it clearly, but his voice came out clearly from it.

"Mauren, Maureen Olsen, you brought it on yourself this time, don't blame me."

Dorot's voice was cold, and his eyes were full of indescribable coldness.

In fact, Dorot shot against Morin this time, not only because of the reason that Morin seriously injured the Warlock of the Eye of Bermus, but also because of the conflict between him and Morin in the Moshank world.

At the beginning, he didn't get along very well with Morin. If it wasn't for the form of facing the Tur people together, it is estimated that he and Morin would have fought together long ago.

Now let Dorot seize the opportunity, and of course Dorot will not miss it.

"die"

Dorot's eyes were red, and after he roared frantically, his two arms suddenly twisted and changed, becoming two long thick columns of mist, rushing towards Mo Lin's direction.

In the looming fog all around, Dorot's two long fog columns seemed to be two long dragons, rushing towards Mo Lin madly.

At this time, Morin's dull voice came from the front.

"Dark Eclipse Fireball."

The fog suddenly swayed, and countless purple flames spun upward, like two meteors that fell from the sky, turned into two fireballs, and collided fiercely with the two long pillars of fog.

Immediately, the fireball and the mist column fell into a stalemate.

"What?" Dorot was startled.

Before he could do anything, Maureen opened his mouth slowly.

boom

Incomparably rich black-red flames rushed out of his mouth, causing the two fireballs in the air to suddenly surge, and with a sea of ​​fire behind them, they charged towards Dorot in front.

The two long pillars of mist only supported the effort for a moment, and then they were quickly submerged as the ice melted and the snow melted.

"what"

Dorot kept struggling in the flames and let out a shrill cry.

"How is it possible, Maureen Olsen, I feel it, I feel that my elemental control is much higher than yours, why is your strength so much stronger than mine, no, it's impossible what."

"You shouldn't be stronger than me"

Dorot's terrified voice kept coming out.

"idiot"

Maureen sneered.

Yes, that's right, Dorot's control of the elements is much higher than his, but, so what, the strength of the wizard is not just based on the control of the elements.

Not to mention the specialness of Mo Lin himself as an ancient wizard, but to say that his incomparably deep background and accumulation, as well as the increase in magic attacks and the weakening of magic by Minai Totem, are enough to level out too many things.

Dorot's elemental level is higher than him, but it has not yet reached the third level.

"Okay Dorot, no matter what you want to say, no matter what you think, in short, everything is over now." Maureen said, and slowly extended his hand.

The edge of his palm became blurred, and there were faint black cracks flashing through. This was Mo Lin's powerful witchcraft, a large-dimensional split.

He intends to use this sorcery to kill Dorot.

But at this moment, the flames on Dorot's body suddenly went out silently, and the injuries on Dorot's body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I thought Dorot wanted to kill you. It was a sure thing, but I didn't expect that he almost died." A figure slowly emerged from the void next to him. This was a middle-aged man. The woman, of ordinary appearance, dressed in ordinary clothes, looked like a peasant woman in the country.

But Maureen was covered in hair and felt an indescribable deep fear and horror.

true meaning

The ordinary-looking middle-aged woman in front of her is a powerful fourth-level true meaning warlock.

The fourth-level true meaning actually appeared beside Dorot, no, it should be said that she has been there all the time, but only suddenly appeared at this time, Mo Lin thought so in his heart and understood.

Although the fourth-level True Intent Warlock didn't make any moves, at this time, Mo Lin felt an indescribably powerful pressure.

"Fourth-level true meaning, fourth-level true meaning warlock"

"If I come to face such a true existence, even if I show my true snake behavior, display my lore Karthus's spiral strangulation, and use the Minai totem desperately, there are only very small Be sure to escape with serious injuries."

"This is still quite special to me. If it is an ordinary third-level second-level wizard, facing the fourth-level true meaning, there is absolutely no way to do it except to wait for death."

"Although I am in an absolute disadvantage, I am not without the slightest help"

Mo Lin thought so in his heart, he looked at the back of his right hand, where there was the mark of the ancestor of witchcraft.

Although the mark was hidden into his skin after it appeared, as if it had never appeared before, Mo Lin would not think so.

"Mauren Olsen, right, you're not bad." The fourth-level true meaning warlock looked at Maureen, the corner of her mouth moved, and she seemed to smile, as if it was just an illusion, and said, "But you, it's a pity, It's really a pity."

"You seriously injured Dorot."

With that said, the fourth-level true meaning warlock turned to look at Mo Lin.

Although it was just an ordinary look, Mo Lin felt an indescribable fear at this moment, as if he would die in the next moment.

This is the instinct of life, the trembling at the end of his soul.

"Damn it" Mo Lin's heart tightened, and he wanted to stretch out his right hand and use his right hand to resist the gaze of the fourth-level true meaning.

But he didn't have to do it.

"Ai Lian, this is the capital of the Principality of Lionheart Flame, and it's not the place for you." A figure suddenly appeared, blocking Mo Lin's depths.

This is an old man, wearing a white robe of the royal wizarding troupe, with gold thread embroidered on the edge. The old man wears glasses and looks very gentle, erudite and full of manners.

"Samen"

The face of the fourth-level True Meaning Warlock named Ellen suddenly turned ugly.

"Ai Lian, stop, why fight with the third-level little guys." Sammen smiled slightly, a faint smile on his face.

"Samen, do you want to protect him?"

Ellen's face suddenly turned cold.

"You can understand that." The expression on Sam's face did not change, but he was smiling.

Ellen didn't speak, but the expression on her face became extremely ugly.

"Very good, Sam, I remember." Ellen said coldly, she flexed her sleeves and disappeared with Dorot.

"Thank you, Your Excellency Sammon."

Maureen bowed slightly towards Samen, expressing his gratitude.

"It's all right, it's just a matter of time." Samen waved his hand gently, he looked at Mo Lin, thought for a moment, and said, "By the way, Mo Lin, do you think His Royal Highness the second prince is fine, Mo Lin, you are leaving Yes, it's fine, take care."

"Your Majesty let me tell you that the Principality of Lionheart Flame will always welcome you."

After Samen said such a sentence, his body moved, and he disappeared into the void and disappeared.

Maureen frowned as he looked at the empty surroundings.

Apparently, Salmon made his move because of Allen.

Not only that, but the king and the royal wizards have some other affections for Ellen.

"Although it's protected, it's good, but it's not my strength." Mo Lin looked ahead, which was the direction of Trattle City, and there was an indescribable strangeness in Mo Lin's eyes. The color of the color, said, "Fourth level, the fourth level true meaning, I must become the fourth level true meaning"

"Brother Mo Molin." Sophie lifted the curtain of the carriage, stuck her head out, looked at Mo Lin, and shouted timidly.

"Sophie, it's okay Sophie."

Maureen smiled, he stepped forward, rubbed Sophie's hair, and then pinched Sophie's little cheek, "Okay, let's go, I'll take you home."

The Principality of Lionheart and Flames.

south.

What happened in the capital has been passed on, and all the things that the second prince, Ellen, have done, have strange emotions in their hearts, and they devote more energy to the south.

There is a very good, but seriously injured prince here.

Inside the large tent, the eldest prince was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, unconscious.

Suddenly, his face distorted, and a struggling expression appeared on his face.

"what"

The eldest prince suddenly let out a loud cry.

Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked around.

Everything is unfamiliar.

Unfamiliar arrangement, unfamiliar air, unfamiliar energy, unfamiliar world.

Oren stared blankly at what was in front of him. He looked at his hand again, with a look of disbelief and surprise in his eyes.

"The wizarding world, Claire, is this what you call the wizarding world?" Oren muttered to himself, "We succeeded, Claire, I really came to the wizarding world."

He stretched out his hand, and above Oren's palm, a translucent crystal coffin emerged.

The crystal coffin seems to be illusory, but also seems to be real.

In the crystal coffin lay a beautiful girl, she was none other than a girl in the purgatory world, one of the three goddesses of the Styx, Claire.

"Claire"

Oren quietly looked at the girl in the crystal coffin, with a hint of deep obsession and love flashing in his eyes.

"Clea, don't worry, after I get used to the wizarding world, I will find a way to wake you up."

"I will, I will."

"Claire."

Oren smiled, the look in his eyes extremely firm.