Chapter 212 211: The Merlin who can’t afford to lose
On the clearings of the ancient forest.
The mottled sunlight shone through the dense branches and leaves, outlining the fine light and shadows around the plum forest. The breeze blew and the leaves rustled, and his face was extremely incredible shock.
After countless years of baptism, he has already understood the many mysteries in the world, and ordinary things are hard to move him any longer. However, at that moment, he really couldn't hold back.
Ian's figure seemed particularly clear under the scorching sun. He held a seemingly ordinary wand in his hand, but the light flashing at the tip of the wand made Merlin feel a palpitation. It is the unique magic fluctuation of the legendary wizard, powerful and profound, as if it contains endless mysteries and the power to reverse the world.
"Damn it!"
Under normal circumstances.
Merlin is a very well-educated gentleman who will not swear at will, but now it is obviously not the case. The powerful magic power suddenly burst out from Ian's body, like a surging torrent, was proving to him, the legendary wizard that he did have the capital to challenge. The other party's young or tender face was so eye-catching.
"This..."
Melin's mouth opened slightly, trying to say something, but was choked by the sudden shock, and his whole body stood stiffly in place as if he was fixed.
He had only one thought in his heart - how could this be possible? Merlin murmured in a low voice, his eyes full of disbelief. He has seen countless geniuses, but he has never encountered an existence that can match him.
In any case, this will inevitably make Meilin develop arrogance in her heart. There are countless geniuses in the world, not even a little bit as good as herself. For Meilin, his pride is a completely reasonable mentality.
However.
Now.
A young man who looks only in his teens but is probably only in his teens in his actual age appears in front of him. Merlin never expected that the other party was also a legend.
A legend in his teens?
Ten years or even longer than yourself?
Is this guy starting to study magic when he was hitting his mother!
Even if this is true, it is exaggerating enough! "So, this is the capital you dare to challenge me." Meilin's pupils flashed slightly, and he was still shocked inexplicably, but he also understood why the little wizard in front of him dared to make a bet on him.
Not because of courage.
But because...the latecomers have to try their own sharpness with their seniors. As for the gems mentioned by the little girl next to me, Merlin felt that most of the legendary wizard would be moved by this.
Excuses.
It should be just an excuse.
Just as Merlin's mind was up and down, Ian had already moved. He first tapped his wand. As the Lun rune appeared, an invisible confinement spell took shape instantly, locking the struggling shadow creature in his hand firmly. The Shadow Creature let out a sharp hiss, but it did not prevent Ian from throwing it to Morgan at will.
Ian was always a little uneasy when he brought this thing to fight with a wizard at the same level. No one knew whether this evil thing would make any small moves in the battle.
Don't affect your own three big gems. Of course, there is also a time converter, and it is difficult for Ian to determine which side is the item he attaches most importance to.
"Look at it."
Ian spoke softly.
"Okay, teacher."
Little Morgan took over the Shadow Creature and wanted to play with it curiously, but soon her attention was attracted by Ian's next move, and the magical life in her hand suddenly became less fragrant.
See only.
Ian's wand swung again, this time, his movements became more rapid and sharp. A blazing flame gushed out from the tip of his wand and turned into huge fire dragons in an instant.
They roared and rushed towards Merlin. The blue fire dragon seemed to be able to swallow even its soul, it symbolizes the fierce fire that burns everything and the powerful deformation technique.
The sharp fire spreads out at an extremely fast speed, and wherever it goes, everything is ruthlessly swallowed. The thick trees around were lit in an instant under the attack of the fierce fire, making crackling sounds, and turned into ashes in just a few seconds, and rolling smoke rose up, spreading quickly, almost covering everything around them in a darkness and terror.
This scene deeply shocked Morgan.
Similarly.
Merlin also gave a glimpse of a different magic system.
"Look at what I encountered, a legend in my teens." Merlin had been on high alert for a long time. As a senior's etiquette, he asked him to give up the first move to Ian.
Seeing Li Huo spread all around and blocked every area, Mei Lin's eyes were filled with surprise. He did not take any action. Li Huo pounced on his body but penetrated through the golden ripples.
This is some kind of magic.
It may also be power from bloodlines.
At the moment when Li Huo was about to swallow him, his body suddenly became illusory, sometimes clearly visible, as if within reach; sometimes it became vague and illusory, like an ethereal phantom. As if merged with the air around him, Li Huo passed through his body but failed to cause any harm to him.
Magic cannot touch things that do not exist.
"So amazing... Are you from the Age of the Gods?" Merlin stared at the little wizard surrounded by Li Huo, like a demon god. He made a guess about Ian's origin. It’s no wonder that Merlin had such a sudden idea. After all, he had already noticed the inconsistent fluctuations in Ian and knew that Ian did not belong to this time.
therefore.
In his opinion.
Only the Age of Gods, where miracles and miracles run parallel, can such a horrifying genius be hatched. The Age of Gods is the most mysterious era in the wizarding world. In legend, wizards in that era often deal with gods, which is completely different from the miracles today. Only such an environment can create legends in their teens.
At least Merlin judged so.
However.
However, Ian did not respond to this, and his eyes were still calm, as if he had expected that Li Huo could not hurt Merlin, and his wand lightly tapped in the air again.
Raging magic is bursting.
The power from the paradox is locking in the future where Merlin will be hit by Li Huo - Merlin's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately felt Ian's intention.
"Is this your legendary essence?"
Merlin could clearly sense that his ability was ineffective, but he was not panicked. "It is not a choice that an experienced wizard should have when he exposed his essence so early."
At the moment when the body completely transitioned from illusion to reality, Merlin spread her hands and then countless golden flames gushed out, colliding with Ian's Lihuo.
It seems like the huge thunder between heaven and earth is constantly exploding.
The burning flames reflected half of the sky.
The hot waves of air hit the face, making people feel as if they are in the sea of hell, and the air around them is twisted by the high temperature, making waves of "sizzling" sounds.
Two types of flames intertwined in the air, making a deafening roar. Little Morgan was so scared that he took a few steps back, but her eyes were still locked in the collision magic.
"This is what I long for...magic!"
The golden fire and the blue fire intertwined, as if two angry dragons were biting each other. The surrounding space was twisted and broken under the collision of these two flames. But at the center of the collision between these two flames, Merlin and Ian's figures appeared and seemed to be shuttled through this flame storm.
The flames roared.
Little Morgan's bright eyes reflected the boundless sea of fire and the figure in the sea of fire.
Unprecedented ambitions.
At this time, it was already deeply rooted in her heart and took root and sprouted.
"Rumor! Rumble!"
Lihuo and the golden flames ripped together to form a gorgeous and dangerous picture. They entangled and tore each other, constantly devouring and counter-devouring. Under the impact of this powerful magic, the surrounding space began to twist and fluctuate, as if a wrinkled mirror could break and collapse at any time.
The whole sky seemed to be torn apart, with sharp fire and golden flames spreading all over the sky, and each cluster of flames leaped with terrible magic, baking the earth within a radius of ten miles into white bones.
Countless animals were affected.
Fortunately, the protection given by Ian was on the little Morgan. "It's too intense."
Melin looked at the fierce battle scene in front of him, frowned tightly into the word "chuan", and shook his head helplessly, "It seems that this place is not suitable for our battle, so let's change the place."
In the confrontation with Ian.
He can also make up his mind, raise his hands, and overlap complex seals in the air. This is a skill of using both hands to cast spells, without any assistance from external items at all.
See.
Merlin raised his hands over his head and kept making seals, singing ancient and mysterious spells. As he chanted, the space around him began to change drastically. The forest, which was originally shrouded in the fire, gradually became blurred, and trees, grasslands, and streams gradually became blurred under the influence of this mysterious force. "Huh?" Ian raised his brow slightly, and he felt a powerful fluctuation in space. The next moment, his body was wrapped in an invisible force, and the surrounding scene changed rapidly. The original forests, lakes, and flames disappeared in an instant, and were replaced by an endless desert.
Ian and Merlin were transferred to this desert under the magic of Merlin.
The hot sunlight sprinkled on the golden sand without any obscurity, reflecting a dazzling light. The strong wind blew by, rolling up sand and dust in the sky. The entire desert seemed to be covered by a layer of yellow gauze curtain, making a "whimper" sound, as if telling the vicissitudes and loneliness of this land.
"The space magic is different from the phantom shifting shape." Ian savored it carefully. Merlin was amazed by his magic system, and he was also amazed at the magic used by Merlin. "This is the battlefield that we are most suitable for." Merlin whispered, his voice still calm. Even though Ian is a legend, he still has the confidence to win.
"What was your magic just now?" Ian asked, and his move did not stop. His wand was lighter again, and the sharp fire gushed out of his wand again.
It collides with Merlin's golden flame. The flames were intertwined, as if they were about to burn the entire desert. The yellow sand turned into a scorched earth under the scorched flames.
The hot wind blew on the two of them. "Do you want to learn? Then beat me... Let me taste the taste of failure." Meilin responded softly, with a hint of expectation in his voice.
"Your wand is also very interesting. I hope to study and study, I can feel that your fire stick is very special." This is obviously another round of bet raises.
Ian did not agree. "What a coincidence, I have never really lost since I learned magic, and now I will not lose." Ian's eyes were calm, and the infinite magic power appeared when the wand in his hand swung.
Raging green plague spread over his feet and quickly spread around in all directions. This was the Avada plague, the terrible black magic that died when touched.
Unlike when fighting against young Dumbledore, Ian obviously doesn't need to restrain himself against Merlin. If Merlin would die, it only proves that the wizard king praised by ancient and modern times is of his name.
There is no way.
Ian knew very well that his white magic could not defeat Merlin.
Black magic is Ian's real magic. If his white magic is 1, then his black magic is 100. In just a blink of an eye, the plague of Avada has spread to Merlin's feet.
"Blood-source curse?" Merlin noticed the characteristics of the Avada plague, and the terrible nature of the blood relatives that could trace the source and affect his blood relatives. A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
"You are really learning something scary." Meilin's hands quickly overlapped in front of him, and a golden wing suddenly burst out from behind him.
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That is not an entity.
It is the manifestation of some kind of magic.
The feathers on the wings are clearly distinguished, shining with dazzling light. Each incitement brings out a golden ripples, as if they want to dye everything around them with sacred colors.
With the incitement of the wings, the golden light spreads around like a tide, containing the heart-pounding power of forbidden demons. This force directly dispelled the Avada plague of Ian.
The green magic that was originally raging in the air and carrying the breath of death on the earth quickly dissipated like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun under the impact of golden light.
Even the magic fluctuations around Ian were strongly disturbed. Yes, it was surging towards Ian, and the power of the forbidden demon was whizzing towards Ian like an invisible storm.
It's not just about banning Ian's magic.
Ian's right to cast spells must also be banned!
"This is not a normal magic!"
Ian's face suddenly became solemn. He felt the powerful oppression of this power, and at the same time, he also felt the special traces contained in this power. "Yes, that's right." Merlin responded.
"I can feel your strength. Ordinary legendary wizards may not be able to compete with your legendary essence, but unfortunately, you can't beat me today."
He was suspended in the air.
Behind.
The wings gradually turned into a golden crown.
"There is also a gap between legend and legend. I am walking ahead of you. This is a road to heaven, and I have reached... a demigod." Merlin raised his index finger and pointed at Ian.
In an instant.
Ian felt the oppression that was stormed by heaven and earth. "I created and promoted the breathing method and intervened in the disputes between the kingdom in order to move forward. Now, you are the first wizard to feel this way." "Life, and then... chase me." It seems to be from the sound that resounds between heaven and earth, and a power of rules bloomed in Merlin's fingertips.
That is not to be violated - oracle.
Ian clearly felt that his nature as a wizard was disappearing and being deprived. That perception of magic is gradually becoming blurred and illusory.
Sweat began to ooze his forehead. "I'm not a wizard, this is a fallacy." Ian quickly used the authority of the paradox to re-determine the existence of his own magic, and then spoke in a voice that also contained rules. "Your power hit me, but it blocked yourself." He was confirming the future, but his lack of his own status prevented him from fully exerting influence on Merlin.
However.
This did not affect his removal of the forbidden demon suppression imposed by Merlin.
"Damn it! What kind of dirty thing are you?" Merlin obviously did not expect that Ian's legendary characteristics could actually compete with his authority. He created a path for himself to master magic.
This should have been the nemesis of all wizards.
However.
His golden light shone on Ian.
In the end, Ian was not deprived of the right to cast the spell.
Instead, it also feels like it is being rebounded.
This really made Meilin feel inexplicably shocked.
"Each one another, each other, is all dogs." Ian regained the right to cast spells, felt his magic power, and was a little scared. He was quite afraid of Merlin's evil abilities just now.
"Demigod?"
Merlin was surprised and suspicious.
"Just a wizard."
Ian was suspended in the rain of fire again, and the black robe on his body surged like eternal night. The little wizard raised the wand in his left hand, and the magic of "clear spring like water" had an incredible effect in his hands.
He created a rushing river out of thin air! A rushing river emerged out of thin air, sparkling with the sound of water, which was incompatible with the surrounding environment but seemed extremely harmonious.
This river does not come from the ground, but pours down from the hanging and yellow river in the sky, like a bridge connecting the sky and the earth flowing with magical fluctuations.
"This kind of magic is indeed exquisite, but ordinary magic cannot hurt me. Obviously, if I don't fight hard, I will probably not be able to break through your evil authority."
Merlin sighed. "What about the draw?" He made a proposal.
Ian shook his head as usual.
"Is it really not hurting you? Master Meilin, imagination is always the most powerful force of a wizard, and I, at this moment, just want to ask you to taste my power."
The words fell.
The rivers in the sky began to evaporate.
The rainstorm was pouring down... It directly poured Merlin into a wet state. Since she did not feel the curse and hidden magic, Merlin just frowned and licked her wet lips.
"Poison Rain?"
He felt a strange smell.
But I don't care.
As a potion master who is as good as magic and an all-powerful wizard, what he is most afraid of is poison. Faced with Merlin's contempt, Ian, who had avoided a long time, honestly gave an answer. "No, it's the old female dragon urine. I have added dozens of STDs that will only appear after a thousand years. Oh, and you may not have heard of it. The Black Death and Anthrax fever will be popular in the future." "I also added some rabies virus and smallpox virus. Unfortunately, my good uncle has never studied Ebola, otherwise I would like to add a little, so I still have to try it."
The little wizard loves his own magic, which is also his own black magic.
Perhaps this kind of magic is relatively slow in the Nine Clan series and has a very high lethality. However, at this time, it caused a critical effect to Merlin that was far stronger than the Avada Plague. Such magic may not really hurt Merlin's body, but Ian believes he has hurt Merlin's heart.
This is not.
Melin's originally calm smile almost frozen in an instant, and his whole body suddenly turned into a golden stream of light in the heavy rain, fleeing towards the direction without rain. He couldn't understand rabies or Ebola, but he could learn from it and realize that these were definitely not good things. "I won." Ian took out his camera.
He pressed the shutter at the escaped Merlin.
Far from afar.
"×&%￥#@, §☄☆2113^&%!$#&%￥?????" Merlin did not respond to Ian's declaration of victory. He was just saying some vulgar words.
Swear.
In the eyes of the little wizard, he is truly incompetent.
Can't afford to lose.
(This chapter ends)