The First Mage

"Mafa Merlin, haven't you heard what Elder Mace said? Why don't you go back to me! Could it be that you still want to disobey Elder Mace at this point?!"

At this moment, under the powerful aura of Balmes, Philip only felt an incomparable sense of security, and even dared to scold Lynch for retreating.

Until this time, Philip finally felt that he was freed from the life-and-death crisis, so he tidied up his tattered and blood-stained robes, and then he braced his painful body, directly as if Like an attendant, he stood respectfully behind Balmes.

This look clearly shows that she is licking a dog to the end...

Because Philip knew that Elder Balmes was bound to make a break with Mafa Merlin today.

And as long as such a big man speaks, there is no reason to take it back, and the resistance of the gilded rose tower will immediately become a joke.

Let alone Mafa Merlin, a junior, even Rudolph, who is the master of the tower, would not dare to confront this respected and powerful elder head-on...

"Mafa Merlin, if you don't sit down for me, let me tell you, the Oakland conference room is not a place for you to be domineering!" Philip stood behind Balmes, and immediately began to point at Lynch and blame him.

"..."

At this time, Lynch just smiled, and then really raised his hand, and put away the staff of light and darkness.

At the same time, he glanced at Balmes and nodded politely, as if to show respect.

Seeing that Lynch was finally about to stop, the entire meeting room also breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially that Wolfe.

Just now, he really felt an extremely powerful pressure from Lynch, as if the other party really wanted to kill him.

After solving this Philip, the next one will be my turn...

Fortunately...

At this time, Balmes' words finally made the lunatic stop.

"Hehe, you're smart, alright, now we can discuss the matter of support..."

Seeing Lynch restraining his momentum, Philip began to smile: "Mafa Merlin, in view of your arrogance just now, I think you have a big role in the support this time, and you should have no objection to it? Of course , all expenditures must be under the control of the Oakland Council controlled by Elder Balmes..."

"I'll talk about this later..."

However, at this time, Lynch also smiled. He looked at Philip and said, "Whether the war on the Crimson Plane continues or not, you will not be the general."

"What?"

Philip was stunned for a moment, then frowned, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, wondering what Lynch was up to.

but……

Just when he couldn't figure it out, Lynch smiled: "Can't figure it out, right? Then I'll tell you now."

While Lynch was speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it. At this time, everyone was surprised to find that just now, Lynch put away his wand, and his left hand had already quietly completed a spell. handprint.

Then when his handprint suddenly bloomed, an extremely powerful wave of magic power burst out.

That incomparably powerful aura instantly permeated the entire meeting room, making everyone feel a chill coming from the bottom of their hearts!

"You... what do you want to do! Don't mess around!"

At this moment, Philip's face instantly turned pale.

No matter how confident he is at this moment, under such a powerful force, he dare not take it lightly.

However……

In his heart, he still didn't believe that Lynch really dared to do anything to him.

He felt that Lynch was just demonstrating unwillingly now.

it's nothing...

No matter how much you protest, it will be in vain.

But……

What he never thought of was...

Almost when Philip exclaimed, he saw that Lynch actually made a move.

All I saw was that he suddenly raised his hand and waved it, and all of a sudden, a group of flames blasted out, dragging a long tail flame, and smashed towards Philip's direction.

The speed of this fireball was so fast that people had no time to react. At this time, Philip didn't even have time to support a magic shield.

Then, when no one reacted...

The fireball hit Philip with a bang.

Suddenly, the audience was silent.

Philip lowered his head in a daze, looking at his heart, only to see a scorched black hole appearing there.

Before the blood flowed out in time, it was directly evaporated by the scorching heat, the flesh and blood were shriveled, and the internal organs wriggled feebly in it...

At the moment when Philip's eyes were about to lose their brilliance, there was suddenly a magic power full of strong vitality, which came suddenly and poured into Philip's body in an instant.

Immediately, a miraculous scene appeared on Philip's wound.

The wound at the edge actually sprouted granulation rapidly, and began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although Philip's face was still pale, his eyes had recovered.

That gaze was full of incredible shock, looking at Lynch.

But at this time, Lynch still didn't give up, a fireball followed closely, and hit again...

However……

This time, when it flew to the middle, it was directly crushed by Balmes' cold snort amidst the bang.

You know, Lynch's fireball has been prepared for a long time, and its explosive power is not inferior to any fourth-order spell.

But now, in the faint cold hum of Balmes, it turned into countless sparks and scattered in all directions, as if there was a rain of fire on the scene...

At the same time, Balmes raised his hand lightly, and immediately wrapped Philip behind him with a protective spell, and put him in a safe place, and the wound on his body was healed in this moment. Out of control, began to heal rapidly.

At this time, Philip breathed a sigh of relief.

Because for Philip, in the short few seconds just now, it was like walking between life and death. It was only a second, no, maybe less than a second, he would die in the Under that terrifying fireball.

If it wasn't for being behind Balmes, or if Balmes made a timely move...

Now I am afraid that I have become a dead body...