Chapter 526: Really Careless
Immediately afterwards, the dragon blood orc turned to face Mark Watson, showing his signature gloating expression.
Damn, in order not to be unlucky, Mr. Off-duty can only make you unlucky...
If you want to blame, don't blame off-duty adults...
Who told you to provoke Lord Merlin for no reason, to provoke such a cruel person, you really think your life is too long...
"Only by you?"
It's a pity that Mark Watson didn't know what the dragonblood orcs were thinking. Being stared at by an orc, especially the inexplicable gaze, made him very uncomfortable.
But soon, he didn't care about those gazes, because a top-level orc at the level of a great swordsman was not worth caring about at all.
Not to mention the top sword masters, even if they are some newly promoted sword masters, what point should they care about?
For me, those can be crushed at will...
He suddenly felt that this Mafa Merlin was really interesting. He actually sent a top swordsman-level orc to deal with him.
Although the top sword master is not weak, but in his own eyes, it is nothing at all.
"What's the matter..." The dragonblood orc was off duty, and looked at Mark Watson inexplicably.
"You seem to be a Raging Orc who was captured by Mafa Merlin, and then chose to follow Mafa Merlin?" Mark Watson sneered: "I advise you to leave Mafa Merlin immediately, he is not worth following you at all, you didn't see I realized that he asked you to deal with me, he clearly wanted to kill you, why not choose to follow me, in that case, I can help you become a Juggernaut..."
In his opinion, this mighty Raging Flame Orc. It's a pity to follow Mafa Merlin...
Let's see how Mafa Merlin treats the Raging Flame Orc. I would almost be tortured to the point of being an orc, if I didn't identify it carefully. I don't even think that this is a raging flame orc.
If this Rage Flame Beastman chooses to follow him, he will be able to become a Sword Master in a very short time, and the road to the future will be even further, reaching the height of a high-ranking Sword Master...
This kind of Raging Flame Orc with good qualifications, following Mafa Merlin is a waste in itself...
"No no no. Lord Merlin is very kind to me, how could he kill me..." The dragon blood orc was startled suddenly,
His face became pale, and he waved his hands one after another.
Even if Master Merlin wanted to kill Mr. Xudu, Mr. Xudu would not dare to resist, because if he did that, he would definitely die early...
Damn, I still choose to follow you...
Do you want to kill Mr. Off-duty by saying such things...
If the off-duty adults move that idea. Immediately, he will be noticed by Lord Merlin who has a soul contract with him, and then Lord Off-duty will definitely die a miserable death...
Fortunately, fortunately, off-duty adults are firm-willed.
Unknowingly, the dragonblood orc was off duty. Already have a hatred for Mark Watson.
Mark Watson naturally didn't know what the dragonblood orc was thinking, and he was still feeling sorry for it at the moment. It seems that this well-qualified Raging Flame Orc had to be killed today. Can't help but sighed a long time: "Forget it..."
"..."
Dragon blood orcs have no time to pay attention to Mark Watson when they are off duty, Lord Merlin's warning. He heard it clearly, if he can't let the white-robed mage in front of him be unlucky, then he will be unlucky. Thinking of this, off-duty suddenly broke out in cold sweat, that damn Siodus, Mr. off-duty will pour you out sooner or later off.
"Roar……"
With a low growl from the dragon blood orc, the red skin instantly turned dark red, as if wrapped in a ball of flames, sending out a scorching breath, clenched the carnage in his hand, and suddenly waved it towards Mark Watson.
Mark Watson, who was not far away, shook his head secretly. He really overestimated this Raging Orc. Now it seems that this is just a simple-minded Raging Orc who only knows how to use brute force to win without paying attention to any martial arts and skills. , Even if you can become a Juggernaut, it seems useless.
After thinking about it, Mark Watson clenched the staff in his hand. In vain, an astonishing wave of magic emanated from his body and spread to every corner. With a light sweep of the gorgeous staff in his hand, a ray of sparks It appeared, expanded rapidly, and finally turned into a shackle of flames, sweeping through the terrifying high temperature, and fell on the dragon blood orcs accurately.
In his opinion, a flame shackle is probably enough for him to deal with a raging orc who is only a great swordsman with the title of magistrate, right?
There is no way, no wonder he thinks so, the magic strength of a mage and a title mage is almost hundreds of times different, and the power of a mage released by a mage depends on the strength of the magic...
But then...
The flame shackles of the second-level magic had just fallen on the dragon blood orc, only to hear a deep roar, dense runes emerged from the body of the dragon blood orc, and in an instant, those flames were completely absorbed, holding the massacre With a sudden leap, at this time, Mark Watson was less than ten meters away.
what……
Mark Watson was suddenly dumbfounded. His majestic title of magician and the strengthened flame shackles did not have any effect on the Raging Flame Orcs.
etc……
The other party is the Raging Flame Orc...
At this time, Mark Watson suddenly realized that he had made a mentally retarded mistake.
Although he didn't stay in the Rage Flame plane for a long time, he also knew that the Rage Flame Orcs were born with a strong resistance to flames and a terrible ability to control fire, and even the orc mages among them were able to summon a large number of Fire Elemental Creatures...
What a careless...
I actually made a mistake like this...
"Hehe, next, you won't be so lucky..." Mark Watson shook his head with a sneer, and had to give up the fire spells he was good at. A voice, long and long incantations came out, and in an instant, a cold breath spread around, with a light wave of his hand, countless frost rolled around his body, condensed into ice cones, and shocked the dragon blood orcs. shoot over.
A sharp ice cone, shining with a faint blue light, streaked across the air...
But……
Once again, things were beyond Mark Watson's expectations. More than a dozen ice picks flew out, waving the slaughtered dragon blood orcs, and they didn't even bother to hide. Those ice picks fell on him without leaving any traces at all.
At this time, even Lahn Merlin, who was watching the battle, opened his eyes unbelievably. There is still a big difference in the ratio of titled wizards to strong...
Moreover, Mark Watson is obviously not an ordinary titled wizard. The power of these dozens of instant ice cones alone is enough to make some newly promoted titled wizards rush and become very embarrassed.
However, the orcs at the top sword master level do not even hide. This is already very unscientific...
But there are even more unscientific...
After suffering more than a dozen ice picks in front of him, he didn't even have any scars on his body. This made Lan Merlin stunned. This kind of magic resistance is really too terrifying...
Among the people present, only Lin Yun was calmer, and he was not surprised at the performance of the dragon blood orcs...
After the dragon blood orc fused with the blood of three golden dragons, he had already seen the terrifying resistance of the dragon blood orc. At that time, the dragon blood orc had just become a great swordsman, and it was only enough to bear the power equivalent to that of a top magician. I got a little nosebleed...
But now the dragonblood orcs had already stood at the pinnacle of the great sword masters, stepping into the ranks of sword masters with one foot, and the ice picks released by Mark Watson could not hurt them at all.
Unless Mark Watson used the seventh-level spells possessed by titled wizards, he could barely inflict some flesh and blood injuries on the dragonblood orcs...
But it's obviously too late now...
A seventh-level spell, even the shortest spell, takes at least eight seconds.
Perhaps a second later, the massacre in the hands of the dragonblood orcs will fall on Mark Watson.
"Damn..."
Mark Watson screamed in vain, looking a little flustered. Although he was already standing at the height of a titled mage, there were as many as a dozen protective spells solidified on his body, but facing the rampaging dragon Blood orc, he really has no confidence at all.
After cursing fiercely, he couldn't take care of that much anymore, the staff in his hand burst into dazzling light instantly, and the magic crystal at the top of the staff, which was at least level 35, sent out a circle of charming The halo, almost in the blink of an eye, the three ice walls shot up instantly with a muffled sound, firmly blocking in front of him.
But……
"Boom..."
The three ice walls almost shattered in response. The dragonblood orcs who rushed over used their own incomparable strength to shatter those ice walls, but even so, the massacre in their hands was still undiminished, and they smashed straight at Mark. Watson's chest...
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of "boom". Mark Watson, who had just finished casting the spell, had already been blown away by the slaughter of the dragonblood orcs before he could react. It was unbelievable, followed by three muffled "bangs", Mark Watson's body smashed through three barracks, and finally fell to the ground, rolling tens of meters away...
"Ahem..."
The bloodless Mark Watson covered his mouth with one hand, but after coughing a few times, the blood couldn't stop, flowing out along the gap between his fingers, dyeing his flawless white mage robe red. Glancing at his chest, he couldn't help being lucky. Fortunately, most of the solidified spells on his body were concentrated in his chest. If it wasn't for this, he might be dead by now...
That power is really terrifying...
It gave Mark Watson the feeling that he was not facing a raging orc at all, but rather like fighting an adult dragon. Until now, he still has some palpitations.
How could such orcs exist in the world?
etc……
Could it be a giant dragon proficient in illusion... (To be continued...)