Chapter 54 Anger

"You don't have to wait for Greg to come back, I can solve this problem myself." Lin Li, who was already certain to die in the eyes of everyone, turned over and stood up from the carpet.

"What I hate the most is someone attacking me from behind." Lin Li stared at Bartholomew with his eyes fixed on him, but a handprint had already been formed on his hand. Before the panicked Bartholomew could understand, Lin Li struck out with a wind blow. The blade roared out: "Because I like to do this kind of thing!"

Bartholomew couldn't understand at all how this man survived. Unfortunately, there was no time for him to think about it. Lin Li raised his right hand, and a wind blade passed diagonally across his hand. He only heard "Chi!" "La!" There was a soft sound, and Bartholomew's hands suddenly felt numb.

Immediately afterwards, blood spattered. One of Bartholol's ring fingers was cut off by a wind blade. It fell on the carpet and rolled several times. The ruby ​​stained with blood fell on the crystal. The light is even more eerie...

After a strike of wind blade, Lin Li still didn't give up, and formed another ice pick in each hand. Everyone only heard two soft "swish" sounds, and two thin and long ice picks whizzed out.

Lin Li's casting speed was so fast that before anyone could react, Bartholomew screamed again, and two slender ice picks were extremely sharp, piercing both of Bartholomew's palms. All I saw was blood dripping with blood, splattered red on the thick carpet...

This bloody scene fell into the eyes of all the guests, and immediately triggered a burst of terrified screams. Isaac looked at Lin Li with a somewhat complicated look on his face. This was the first time he had seen Lin Li angry, and until this time, he Only then did he discover that this seemingly harmless young magician actually had a violent and cruel side.

Bartholomew's screams echoed in the banquet hall for a long time. The voice sounded like a wounded beast, full of violence and despair.

"Magic Ferre..." Isaac wanted to plead for Bartholol, but when he finished speaking, he heard Lin Li's low chanting of a spell.

Upon hearing this low voice, the Lord City Lord's heart suddenly tightened. He had never heard him recite any spell from the previous extremely swift wind blade and two domineering ice picks, but now he suddenly recited a spell. , then wouldn’t the magic he is going to release next be...

The surrounding magic elements were twisted crazily, and blazing fire was burning on Lin Li's hands.

The hot breath surged higher and higher, and no one around the guests dared to take a step forward.

Bartholol's hands were bleeding, but his eyes were full of fear and despair. He never thought that one day he would die in a small place like Garros, and he never thought that the person in front of him was dressed in an extremely poor manner. The young magician was so terrifying that he didn't give himself any chance to regret, and he planned to kill himself as soon as he took action...

"Boom!" As the last part of the spell fell, countless fire dragons roared past. Compared with the ruby ​​ring on Bartholol's hand, the fire dragons summoned by Lin Li were more powerful, as if a raging flame ignited. It was about to completely engulf Barcelol.

All this happened so fast that Isaac had no time to stop it. He only felt his heart sinking, and his heart was as desperate as ashes.

"Boom, boom, boom..." For a moment, there was only a muffled sound. Under the collision of countless fire dragons, the blazing fire element was raging crazily. The entire hall was filled with a scorching breath. In Bartholol's desperate eyes, , countless fire dragons swarmed up, and instantly engulfed him completely with a sheet of flames.

The banquet hall was astonishingly quiet, except for the muffled sound, not a single sound could be heard.

Everyone looked at the fire with blank expressions, and everyone was filled with shock. The strength displayed by this young magician who looked to be less than twenty years old was actually infinitely close to that of a magician. They were all a little curious. In addition to Kevin and Cromwell, when did Garros City gain such a young talent?

Of course, there are also people with keen minds among them. From the strength that is infinitely close to that of a magician and the age of less than twenty years old, it reminds me of the rumor that has been popular in Garros City recently...

For a moment, these sharp-minded people were frightened by their guesses.

If his guess was correct, the young magician in front of him who was dressed a little shabbily was actually the most legendary figure in the city of Garros in recent times - the hope for the revival of the Magic Guild, a potion that was not yet twenty years old. The master, who single-handedly facilitated the auction of millions of gold coins and triggered the battle of the strongest magician in Garos, has been surrounded by rumors, UU Reading www.uｕkanshu． NET but rarely appears in public, the magician Feyre!

Just when everyone had different thoughts, the raging flames brought by countless fire dragons finally slowly dissipated.

At this time, all the guests suddenly discovered that Bartholomew, who was supposed to be dead, was still standing unscathed among the ashes. Although his expression was a little dull and there was still blood on his palms, he still Alive, there is no doubt about this! Among all the people, probably only a few people could realize that the reason why Bartholore did not die under the fire dragon was because of a layer of magic protection.

This layer of magic protection is completely different from the numerous elemental shields. The purest magic power is released directly without any spells at all.

Lin Li felt something strange as soon as he shot the Raging Flame Storm. The violent and dull explosion was completely caused by the collision of two magical elements. If it had hit Bartholol directly, it would not have been created at all. With such a huge momentum, it only takes a burst of flames to engulf him in an instant.

So after he released the magic, he moved his gaze to the banquet hall without even looking at Bartholol. That layer of magic was too weird and powerful. He was even more interested in the person who released this layer of magic protection. It's bigger than killing Bartholomew.

"Young man, your name is Feyre, right?" At this moment, an old voice came from a secluded corner of the banquet hall.

Lin Li followed the old voice and saw an old man wearing a gray mage robe.

This old man looks to be about the same age as Anduin. He also has white beard, white hair and wrinkled face. However, he is wearing a gray mage robe that looks clean and tidy. Compared with the slovenly Anduin in the Sunset Mountains, he is completely different. Completely different opposite.