The First Mage

"Haira, stop talking." Viki and Lundin hurriedly pulled Hailaer, and they could see that Dewey was really angry now. The wizard is very dissatisfied, but now Hailar is in the hatred of Lynch, so he can't see this, and they, as friends of Hailar, must now help...

"Me! You let me go." Hailaer shouted, under the anger, even if he was beside Sorcerer Dewey, he couldn't help but shouted.

Dewey's mage's face is getting darker and darker, including Lynch's face is now covered with black lines. How did this mage called Hailar grow up to the level of a mage? At the same time, he was the youngest in the capital. Wizard?

It stands to reason that such a genius should have a high IQ, but looking at his current appearance, I have already taken action to protect him, but he is still continuing to die...

Could it be that Dewey really had to kill him?

As Lynch's most high-quality chives, Lynch naturally couldn't just watch Hailar fall into a doomed situation, so he immediately raised his hand, and in an instant, a third-level spell, Soul Sleep, hit Hailar accurately.

The spell of soul sleep itself is a kind of hypnotic spell. When Hailar was completely unprepared, almost instantly he felt as if he was hit by something, but his eyes went dark, and he immediately fainted past.

"Okay, you two take him away now." Lynch said helplessly to Vicky and Lundin.

Seeing Hailaer who had been dozed by the sleep of soul in his arms, the two ninth-level archmages looked at each other and swallowed.

This guy's strength is indeed as terrifying as in the legend...

They didn't even sense his spell just now, and they saw Hailaer fall into a coma right after. This terrifying speed of casting spells is too amazing. If they really fought with Mafa Merlin just now, it is estimated that they would all be dead by now. Difficult to keep intact...

At that moment, the two turned around and left in a hurry, not daring to delay for a moment, for fear that Lynch was releasing some strange spells.

And after they left, the Dewey wizard who had been standing there let out a long breath, and then turned to Lynch with shocking eyes.

"Did you just cast a third-level spell instantly?" Dewey Magister asked Lynch in disbelief. As a mage, especially a ninth-level mage, he was very concerned about the limit of the magician's ability to cast spells. The ability is naturally very clear. You must know that even he can barely release a third-order spell within three seconds under the condition of extremely compressing the casting speed.

However, the current Mafa Merlin is only a first-level magician, but he actually casts a third-level spell instantly?

This kind of thing is a bit too unbelievable...

"Yeah..." Now that Dewey Sorcerer has discovered it, Lynch no longer hides it. Besides, it's just the speed of casting spells. This kind of innate ability is not afraid of Dewey Sorcerer giving birth to some thoughts that he shouldn't have. .

Sure enough, after hearing Lynch's words, Wizard Dewey couldn't help but look at him with surprise: "I didn't expect your spellcasting ability to be so strong. I really don't know how you mastered it."

Lynch smiled but didn't speak.

The Dewey wizard did not continue to ask.

Although he was curious, he did not break the casserole to ask the end. After all, every mage has his own secrets, and these secrets have always been not wanted to be known by others.

As a veteran magician, Dewey is naturally very clear about this, so he will not embarrass himself for no reason.

In fact, not to mention that Dewey wizards would make such a choice, including other wizards, if they saw Lynch cast a third-order spell instantly, they probably wouldn't ask casually.

This can be seen from Lynch's alchemy puppet alone.

Although everyone knows that Lynch controls an army of alchemy puppets, and he also has a special method that can repair alchemy puppets in the blink of an eye, but for such a long time, no mage has asked about it. The mysteries, including the Great Sorcerer of Naglo and the Great Sorcerer of Mafa, did not say a word on this matter.

After all, this is a well-known unspoken rule.

If you ask at will, you will not get any benefit except to attract the disgust and resentment of others.

After that, Wizard Dewey exchanged a few words with Lynch, then turned and left with a full face of emotion and dissatisfaction with Hailar.

As for the onlookers, now that the matter here is over, they dispersed one after another and re-invested in the construction of the camp.

"That Hyrule, I don't know if he will be kicked out of the Sen'jin plane..." Lynch looked at the direction Hyrule left from under the sentry tower, and shook his head helplessly. What Hailar did this time is undoubtedly too stupid. I just don’t know if Dewey Sorcerer is willing to deal with him. If he really wants to deal with it, then it is estimated that Hailar can’t continue to stay in the Sen’jin plane. bingo.

However, Lynch has already done what he should do. As for whether he can keep the leek of Hailar, to be honest, he really has to resign himself to fate.

Now I can only hope that my luck will be better...

At this time, Perrin on the sentry tower saw that the Hyrule and Dewey wizards had left one after another, so he jumped down from the sentry tower, but before he came down, he did not forget to ask Sophie to let He warmed up the flamethrower next to the alchemical crossbow.

But whether Sophie would listen or not was not Palin's concern.

After he got down, looking at Lynch in front of him, he suddenly said a little strangely: "Did I hear it wrong, Mafa Merlin, you just pleaded for Hailar just now, haha, this is not in line with your style. You will never give anyone who offends you a chance to survive."

"You heard me right, I did plead for Hailar just now." Lynch rolled his eyes.

"Why are you doing this?" Perrin became more and more surprised.

"If you can figure out what I'm going to do, you're not an archmage now, but a wizard." Lynch said this, and then glanced at the hatred value again with satisfaction. Then he walked up to the sentry tower: "Okay, come up, there is no trouble now, hurry up and work, and contribute a little of your poor strength to the camp."