Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master

A gleam of light lingering over the top of the gold rod. Under the reflection of this light, Lin Li could clearly see the cramped but hopeless expression on Cromwell's face.

"This ... this is impossible!" From the grip of the winning ticket to total despair, it seemed like the fall from heaven to hell, Cromwell was totally unable to accept the reality in front of her, and her voice was full of crazy emotions.

The magic backbone brought by the nineteenth level of magic is almost the end to Cromwell. It is almost the moment when the spell fails. His magic power has completely collapsed, and the leap far beyond his ability. It was also far beyond his range. Cromwell stood there stupidly, but there was no trace of magic wave on his body. At this time, he was completely futile ...

"This is not true ..." Cromwell chanted the mantra desperately, but no trace of magic was mobilized, and endless despair flowed from the bottom of his heart. Cromwell's hoarse voice even carried a hint of Weeping.

死 The deadly silence in the stands, the scene in front of him is far beyond everyone's imagination.

That magic was just too scary just now, it was a kind of almost powerful shock, just the aftermath of the magic surge, it has set off a storm of elements on Chenxi Square, under the horrible magic deterrence, all People can't help shivering ...

In Cromwell's high-pitched spell chanting, a doomsday-like picture appeared in everyone's minds-a raging magic element surged, instantly tearing up the young wizard, and then destroying the world. , Swept across from the dawn square, ripped the sky, split the earth, leaving a deep scar in the city of Garros ...

At that moment, even time seemed to stop. Everyone sat in a stunned position, watching Cromwell singing a spell.

Then they saw a scene that would make their life unforgettable ...

Just a little, the whole world is clean.

After seeing this scene in person, almost everyone has nothing left in their minds.

伦 Cromwell's magic made them afraid, but the slight bit of Lin Lin completely put them into endless fear ...

No one knows how he did it, and no one knows what mystery is in that point.

But the consequences of this lighter, they can see clearly.

It terminated an almost magical magic, and at the same time made a strong man infinitely close to the Magister, completely become a waste.

At the moment when Cromwell's magic was broken, everyone felt a chill rising from his heart, which was the deepest fear in his heart.

In their hearts, the magical guild represented by this young wizard was transformed from an unmatchable behemoth into a monster that could not be measured by common sense.

In their opinion, today's magic guild is even more terrifying than the fire-breathing dragon. The dragon will at least make people dream of being a dragon warrior, but when facing monsters like the magic guild, they even dream. No chance, how terrible is Cromwell's magic? But it was almost broken in an instant ... What kind of power is not a monster?

Whether it is the top ten magical families or the six underground forces, who dares to fight against such forces?

Aaron Matisse had regretted it. He really wanted to slap himself. He was so impatient that he even dared to scold, although those words were only cursed in private, but the monsters of the Magic Guild, It can't be measured by common sense. Who knows if these words will pass into Grian's ears ...

I wasn't okay, but Grian wasn't free to ignore him yet.

Gruian is busy now, he is busy humiliating Old Merlin.

I saw Grian laughed, patted Ysera's shoulder, and stared at Old Merlin unwillingly: "How about Ysera, I'm right, right? Cromwell's waste, Even if I give him more aphrodisiacs, I ca n’t harden it. Did you see it? It was less than a minute before he was killed by Fei Lei. Waste is waste, and aphrodisiacs are not enough ... "

"Yes ... Yes ..." Listening to Greyan's vulgar metaphor, Swen Baijing's young patriarch felt only a moment of embarrassment, but had to squeeze a smile from his face.

"So Ysera, sometimes inheriting this thing is really important. What kind of waste father will naturally give birth to a waste son, but your kid is very good. The son born later will definitely be stronger than the waste below. More ~ ​​www.NovelMTL.com ~ Would I like to introduce some girls for you? "

"Uh ... this is not necessary ..."

"Greean, you don't go too far!" Facing Grace's naked provocation, the old-fashioned Merlin couldn't sit still anymore, and "Huo" stood up from his position.

"Depending on your mother's Matthews, I'm talking to Ysera, what's your fool?" Gurion looked at Old Merlin, eyes full of provocation: "Small gestures in front of Lao Tzu, If you are not convinced, you will let the horse come, and I will bear with you for a long time anyway. "

"you……"

"What are you doing?" Greeyan glared at her. "Close your mouth without that courage. It's a **** idiot. Your son took aphrodisiac and you followed it. As a result, he became an elderly impotence and even had a fight with Laozi. I do n’t have the courage. Matthews did n’t say I said you. You are alive at your age ... ”

Hearing that Grynn was soaring there, the Lord Isaac turned his face wisely. Several wealthy celebrities were leaning sideways, for fear that the blood might spill on themselves.

Even a few leaders who had a good relationship with the Merlin family in the past hurriedly put on their backs, and no one dared to speak to the old Merlin at this critical moment. Who else in Garos City does not know, as long as Gruian's mouth Let ’s open it one by one, and the words spoken are definitely more vicious than words. Now that his magic guild has the absolute upper hand, he is too late for a group of power leaders to seduce, who can take care of the past friendship?

As for the Manus family, the Saruman family, these have long fallen to the forces of the Magic Guild, and there is nothing more to say. Although it has not yet reached the point where it will openly fall, it is certainly inevitable that the glee will be inevitable, one by one Looking at the old Meilin's gaze was already faintly insincere ...