Chapter 814 Show Mercy

Yes, scrap iron, all the links of the heavy armor were broken, and the pieces of parts turned into twisted metal pieces with pits on the surface...

Lin Yun looked coldly at Daryl, whose heavy armor had been scrapped, his skin torn and flesh torn, kneeling on the ground covered in blood, and raised the dragon staff again.

Of course, he would not tell Daryl that this spell could be said to be his hard work during this period of time.

The hard bluestone would be penetrated by those seemingly weak water drops drop by drop. The principle contained in this is not just perseverance.

The place where each water drop hits is the same, and the speed and angle of each water drop are completely figured out.

Even the power, interval and frequency of each drop of water are exactly the same.

The tiny power carries the mystery hidden in it, and these extremely complex mysteries are the real power.

Among all the elemental incarnations, the least valued one is the water element incarnation. Even among the four elements of earth, fire, water and wind, the status of the water element has long been replaced by the frost element.

As one of the four elements, how could it be so weak? How could there be only some spells with weak healing effects? Even some attack spells are the weakest among the spells of the same level?

This is impossible...

In the future, there will be a Heavenly Rank expert who specializes in water spells. Every time he casts a spell, it is as if a big hole has been broken in the sky. The destructible waves stretch thousands of meters high. Once they come down, they can completely destroy the environment of more than ten kilometers.

When conquering the plane, he will even be restricted from casting spells. Because as long as he takes action, the entire plane will be destroyed in less than half a month...

The terrifying tsunami waves can indiscriminately destroy everything they encounter in the shortest time...

However, this kind of spell is at least level eight or above. There are no powerful water spells below the Heavenly Rank...

Lin Yun thought it would not be like this, and then, after several months of precipitation, he studied a large number of spells and incantations in the Book of Ten Thousand Spells, and Lin Yun created this spell himself.

Sudden Rain Water Line!

Each drop of water contains terrible power, and the impact of each drop of water is equivalent to a first or second level spell.

The distance between each drop of water is completely consistent,

The power, angle, and frequency contained are all exactly the same.

In one second. This line of water drops will impact at least hundreds or thousands of times!

The simplest principle of water dripping through a stone, comprehending the mystery contained in it, the power of the spell created made Lin Yun himself feel horrified.

Now, Daryl has become the first experimenter of this spell...

He is the hard rock, but it was shattered by the weakest drop of water.

Daryl's face was dull, and he didn't understand why this happened. The heavy armor he was proud of was shattered into pieces, and his strong body became bloody. His whole body was burning with pain. When he breathed, he could hear the blood rolling in his lungs. There seemed to be endless flames in his body that were madly impacting.

Lin Yun raised the dragon staff again with a cold face and expressionless face...

The other side. Droy had already reported the recent events to the King of Caucasus. After coming out, he found that Daryl was missing...

Droy's face changed slightly. He hurried out of the tent.

"Where is Captain Daryl?"

Droy grabbed the collar of the guard standing outside the door a little anxiously and asked anxiously.

The guard's face turned pale. This was the first time he saw Droy in such an anxious state, even on the verge of rage. How could he not understand that something big was wrong.

"The captain went out alone... went out..."

Droy's face suddenly became very ugly, and his eyes were a little angry.

Damn bastard, Daryl, this complete idiot, he actually went out again, doesn't this idiot know how much significance Marfa Merlin has for us Caucasian battle mages?

This guy actually forgot my previous order, is Marfa Merlin so easy to kill?

In the previous battle, didn't this idiot see that Mafa Merlin's combat power was definitely comparable to that of a powerful ninth-level titled wizard?

And according to the character of Oakland wizards, they would never use their full strength all the time during the battle. Mafa Merlin's magic power was vast and steady, and his level could no longer be determined according to that of ordinary titled wizards. There was even a hint of mysterious aura on him.

This aura could only be felt in some top-level titled wizards, such as Heron of the Black Tower and the Star Sage of the Cloud Tower. Even if Mafa Merlin's strength was not as good as these two, it was not much different.

And looking at the state of Mafa Merlin's battle, his knowledge was not only profound, but his rune reserves were definitely several times more than that of ordinary titled wizards, and his magic power was so deep that people could not feel it at all.

How could such strength be defeated so easily?

Daryl, this idiot, had he forgotten the battle with Heron? Didn't he know that these Oakland wizards were best at hiding their weaknesses?

Damn bastard, doesn't he know that it's easy to defeat Mafa Merlin, but it's even harder to kill him? This time, Mafa Merlin has been offended badly.

If King Kristo knew about this, I don't know how furious he would be. Daryl, this idiot, does he want to face the wrath of King Kristo?

The king just ordered to get information from Mafa Merlin at all costs, and this guy did it.

Didn't he understand from the last contact that it was almost impossible to force Mafa Merlin to tell him the news?

Is he going to go to war with Oakland? Damn idiot, even if he goes to war, he may not be able to make Mafa Merlin say anything.

I finally eased the relationship with Mafa Merlin, so that he told me some useful information. If I show some goodwill, I can always make Mafa Merlin tell me what he knows.

This time, all my previous efforts were scrapped...

Droy rushed out of the camp in a hurry. He immediately rushed to Storm Fortress, hoping to stop Daryl, the idiot, before he made any unwise moves.

Halfway through the walk. Droy suddenly stopped and looked at the Poison Mist Valley and Storm Fortress in the distance.

No. Although Daryl was a little stupid, he still had some brains. In Storm Fortress, it was basically impossible for him to fight freely. There, as long as he went too far, the mages in Auckland would definitely not stand by and watch. They would definitely take this opportunity to kill Daryl, the idiot.

Then there was only the Poison Mist Valley, where no one might come to disturb them. If a fight broke out, it must be in the Poison Mist Valley...

If it was not in the Poison Mist Valley, then there must have been no fight. Yes, go there first...

Droy rushed into the Poison Mist Valley in a hurry, and immediately felt the surging magic fluctuations in the distance. Feeling this magic fluctuation, Droy's face suddenly changed. Any magic apprentice knew that this kind of boiling magic fluctuation must be because two strong men were fighting.

The only one who could fight in the Poison Mist Valley, except the Caucasian battle mage, was Mafa Merlin, who was not affected by the poison fog...

Thinking of this, Droy could no longer bear it. Powerful magic power burst out instantly, and lightning like snakes filled the whole body, like a powerful arrow. It rushed to the depths of the Poison Mist Valley at a high speed.

From a distance, Droy saw Daryl lying on the ground in a bloody mess. His heavy armor was broken, and Lin Yun stood not far away. Holding the dragon staff, dazzling rays of light turned into streaks around the dragon staff.

Seeing this scene, Droy's face turned pale.

How could this be possible? It has only been a short time, and Daryl has only been out for a short time, but he has been defeated. Not only was he defeated, but he was so miserable, and his heavy armor was smashed to pieces...

Daryl is a high-level Esso battle mage at the level of a ninth-level titled wizard. Under the heavenly rank, someone may be able to defeat him, but it is absolutely impossible for anyone to kill him...

Is this Mafa Merlin so strong? Daryl was actually seriously injured, and he couldn't even escape...

"Sir Mafa Merlin, please show mercy..."

Droy started to shout in fear before the person arrived. He could see that the other party was not just trying to scare Daryl, but was really ready to kill Daryl, the leader of the Caucasian battle mage, a powerful Caucasian battle mage at the level of a ninth-level titled wizard!

Lin Yun frowned slightly, looking at Droy who turned into a flash of lightning and flew quickly in the distance.

And just after a pause, Droy had turned into a flash of lightning and appeared next to Daryl who was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Are you going to stop me? Sir Droy."

Lin Yun frowned and looked at Droy who was facing a great enemy.

Droy smiled bitterly, looking at Daryl who was dazed beside him, he naturally knew what had just happened. This young man who was too young could not be measured by the standards of Oakland mages at all.

Even the existence of Star Sage and Heron may not be able to measure the young commander of the Merlin family in front of him...

Daryl's strength, he naturally knew it clearly. When facing Oakland Mage, Daryl would never have a chance to escape from someone below the Heavenly Rank. Such a serious injury, Droy has never seen it in so many years.

Looking at the heavy armor fragments scattered all over the ground, Droy felt a chill in his heart, and cold sweat began to drip down.

That was the heavy armor unique to the Caucasian Battle Mage. The defense against spells was terrifying. Low-level spells, don't even think about leaving a mark on this heavy armor. Only spells above level 4 or 5 can leave a little charred mark...

But now, this heavy armor that the Caucasian Battle Mage was proud of, was broken into pieces on the ground...

At this time, how could he continue to provoke this terrible young titled wizard in front of him...

Droy put away the staff in his hand, spread his hands, and even dispersed the magic power on his body, indicating that he had no ill intentions and would not resist at all. (To be continued...)

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