End of the Magic Era

Various spells are constantly flowing on the battlefield. The place between Lin Yun and the dark elves has been stunned by a large number of spells, and a large number of elemental storms have appeared. 'S spell forcibly suppressed back.

Clark's forehead seemed to be burning, and layers of flames circulated on it. From a distance, it seemed that Clark was carrying a flaming laurel.

The terrible magic wave spread from there, and anyone can see that this sixth-level extreme spell is about to be released!

Elsa took the dozen or so dark elves, biting her teeth, desperately squeezing the magic in her body, and the magic lines of her body. None of them could remain lit, all in a dim state, and all the spells that could be released were Released immediately.

Anderfa's face was distorted into a weird shape. He controlled the Wheel of Ten Thousand Dharma and tried his best to release the spell. At every instant, there were several fifth and sixth level spells being released.

The magic power of the Molten Heart has exceeded the limit that the Wheel of Ten Thousands can use. The magic power overflows almost all the time, but now, the devastating Molten Heart has become a little dim, and the consumption of magic power Let the Heart of Molten have a little overdraft.

Even the guy who has only the magician's strength now is on the verge of exhaustion, but still unable to pose a deadly threat to Clark. Those dark elves who are not afraid of death form a wall of men and release The number of spells is many times more than everyone else!

When everyone was a little desperate, Lin Yun appeared with Galkic.

As soon as he appeared, Galkic raised his hands solemnly and sang out an old and desolate orc ballad.

A burst of time seemed to penetrate the power of time, slowly spreading with Galkic's ballad.

This force of force permeated everyone's body with desolation and lowness, and everyone's soul became a little sad, and a feeling of grief to the soul seemed to cry all over everyone's heart.

Between you, everyone seems to see pictures through the power of time.

In the deserted Gobi, countless injured orcs kneeled on the ground. They looked firm and unyielding, but with heavy sadness in their eyes. In front of them, countless simple tombs made of crushed stones, standing one after another On the ground.

Countless humble tombs, as well as those tattered flags, and a large number of vultures and flies fluttered on the dark sky.

The crow's unpleasant sound kept echoing.

On a humble altar, a shaman with a sad face and tears in his eyes raised his hands covered with dry skin and chanted this desolate ballad.

As the ballad sang, the unrecognizable mass of resentment, death, and unwilling anger over the tomb beyond the edge began to dissipate slowly.

One by one, the orc souls flew out of the grave and flew towards a light in the sky ...

"... It's you, who bears the backbone of racial injustice ..."

"... Under the sky, above the earth, the orcs never yield ..."

"... with blood and strength, the ceremonies ..."

As Galkic's songs sang, the movements of the dark elves across the road became slow and dull, and even many dull dark elves appeared with painful expressions.

Clarke's forehead flames also began to fluctuate, and the flames of the terrorist power of the bearers began to dim slowly.

The sixth-level extreme spell that was about to be successfully cast began to fluctuate. When Galkic's ballad was finished singing, he saw a white streamer flying from that magic pattern into the sky and disappearing.

Clark's spell was also cast ...

It's just that the original sixth-level extreme spell has become an ordinary sixth-level spell ...

A large piece of fire and rain fell from the sky. A head-sized fireball, carrying black lines, seemed to be a fusion of magma and flame, and a strong flame filled the air.

Fireballs exploded one by one, but they were easily resisted by Lin Yun.

Hundreds of living dead dark elves were struggling, and the casting stopped, and each dark elf's face was full of pain and struggle.

The large number of spells cast by An Defa instantly suppressed the past. In less than ten seconds, all these dark and flexible dead without resistance were swallowed up by the flood of spells.

Lin Yun read three characters, three rays of light flashed on the dragon's staff, and three vulcan spears over two meters long fell from the sky.

The sluggish Clark did not evade at all, and was penetrated by a vulcan spear through his chest and nailed to the ground. The remaining two vulcan spears followed closely into Clark's body and three vulcan spears , Pierced Clark's torso through three fist-sized holes.

Each Vulcan spear pierced the key to Clark.

Then, the golden red flames began to flow to Clark, and unreal illusions flew out of Clark, the souls of dark elves.

These souls with an expression of relief, disappeared after flying out.

In the end, Clark's empty eyes suddenly looked a little brighter, and when he saw Elsa in the distance, he murmured to himself with a hoarse voice: "Her Princess, how are you here ..."

Then Clark seemed to think of something, his face full of fear, and a loud roar: "Her Royal Highness Princess, go quickly. There is evil in the depths of the night canyon. It is very dangerous.

Before this sentence was finished, Clark's body once again floated out an illusory soul, flew into the sky and disappeared.

Then everyone saw that Clark's body seemed to melt, his face became blurred, his body turned into a mass of black mud, fell to the ground, and merged with the earth.

Elsa looked sadly at the place where Clark disappeared, and those dark elves also stared blankly at the ground. Once the dark elves entered here, they became a living dead.

The sacrifice in battle and the sacrifice in the defense of their homes are glory. However, it is the greatest sorrow that you cannot survive without death.

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief and finally caught up.

From Elsa's point to Clark, pointing out that Clark had a sixth-level flame limit magic pattern spell position, Lin Yun suddenly understood a lot of problems.

Why these living dead dark elves can't be killed at all, why Clark hasn't died once since its appearance, why those dark elves who don't know the defense why protect Clark.

Not at all because Clark has a chance to cast a sixth-level extreme spell, but because the souls of these dark elves are all in Clark.

These dark elves controlled by evil forces are immortal at all. Only by killing Clark will these dark elves truly die.

Then the problem comes. Clark has a chance to release the sixth-level extreme spell, which is the strongest existence. As long as Clark can release successfully, Lin Yun will never die, and it is not much worse.

The power of the six-level extreme spells is not that they can resist directly.

After Lin Yun heard Elsa talking about Clark's sixth-level ultimate magic pattern spell position, especially when she heard that this process was inherited from her ancestors, Lin Yun understood what was going on.

In that line of magic, the soul of a dark elven ancestor was hidden. This soul is part of it, but it is the key to casting the sixth-level extreme spell.

Rather, it was Clark who provided the magic, the ancestor's soul to cast the sixth-level extreme spell.

Therefore, it takes time to prepare.

And the ancestor's power, who knows better than the orcs, especially the orc shaman, is best at this kind of power, ancestors and souls, this is the best strength of the orc shaman, no matter what shaman, will definitely Own this power!

Pulling Galkchi out was to get Galkchi to interrupt Clark. Only Galkchi, who had the power of his ancestors and souls, could interrupt the casting of that soul in the magic line.

I just didn't expect that Galkchi thought he was a lightning shaman specializing in combat, but he did not expect that Galkchi would have the orc's soulwarming song.

With a song of war, I will exceed the hidden soul hidden in the limit magic pattern ...

Lost the control of this mutilated soul ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Even if the ultimate moire is completely abolished, the spell released will also change from a sixth-level extreme spell to a normal sixth-level spell.

At this point, the battle is over. As soon as you kill Clark, the situation will be cleared away, and all the dark elves will die.

Lin Yun turned to look at Galkic, the little orc shaman, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"Galkirk Warren, I didn't expect it to be you, the legendary orc shaman, the creator of the soul song!"

Lin Yun can't help but be surprised. Among the orcs, they can be regarded as legends. To be honest, they can't be compared with other races, especially the orcs are rich in legendary warriors. Every top orc warrior can lead. The orcs created a period of prosperity.

The shaman is a wise man and a guide, but he has never been a character with a reputation and legend.

Before this era, there were only two or three legendary shamans that were most prestigious and even remembered by human beings. One of them was the soul song Valen!

Galkie Warren!

At the time of the orcs, there was an eye of the undead, a large number of undead appeared, countless orcs died in battle, and even the dead orcs will be transformed into new undead by powerful undead creatures.

These beasts were born warriors before life, and became undead after death, which is even more difficult.

The orc's damage was getting bigger and bigger. Finally, the shaman of Galkic, came to the front desk, and surpassed the orc's soul with a soul song.