Cromwell was full of absolute confidence in this duel.
After breaking through to the thirteenth level, Cromwell was extremely intoxicated by the unprecedented powerful feeling. He believed that no one among the younger generation of Garros could be his opponent, including the Feyre who once frightened him.
The shame in the Emerald Tower must be washed away with blood.
When answering Old Merlin's words, Cromwell had already begun to plan in his mind how to kill his opponent as cruelly as possible. The mere humiliation of words was not enough. It was not enough to wash away the shame on himself. The magic called Feyre
Master, you must shed every last drop of blood on your body before you can die in endless pain and regret!
"There are two pieces of equipment in the basement. They are placed in the third secret compartment on the right side of the door. I have told you how to open them before. Now go and take them out."
"Yes father."
After a while, Cromwell returned to old Merlin with a wizard's robe and a staff.
"These two items were originally planned to be given to you after you became a magician. Unexpectedly..." Old Merlin looked at these two pieces of equipment and remembered that Cromwell could not improve in his life, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Sadly.
"It doesn't matter, father, I am also a magician now."
"Yes." Old Merlin nodded and reached out to pick up the staff: "This Sky Staff has never been used by me. It has been passed down in the Merlin family for more than ten generations. It can be said that it is a family member.
The most powerful piece of equipment in the secret treasure, look at this magic crystal, can you feel anything?"
"A very powerful magic power, at least level 15 or above."
"That's right..." Old Merlin nodded, with some approval in his eyes: "This is an eighteenth-level magic crystal. In addition to increasing the power of magic, it also has the biggest secret. This secret is only available to the Merlin family in the past generations.
The clan leader only knows that...this level 18 magic crystal can be activated through a special method. When it is activated, you can get a chance to cast spells beyond level 5..."
Cromwell took a breath, what is the concept of casting spells beyond the fifth level... Take himself as an example, he is a thirteenth level magician. If he activates the magic crystal, he will be able to cast a spell.
Level 18 magic, such a terrifying magic level, is even enough to defeat old Merlin and Greg!
"And this soul-branded robe..." Old Merlin put down his staff and picked up the gray mage robe from his hand: "It has anti-magic properties. After wearing it, you have less chance of being harmed by low-level magic.
It is much smaller, and it also has sixteen scroll spaces. Before the duel begins, I will prepare sixteen scrolls for you."
"I know, father." Cromwell looked at the two pieces of equipment with some disapproval in his eyes. He felt that Old Merlin was making a fuss out of a molehill. Now that he is a thirteenth-level magician, even if he is against several other magics,
The patriarch of the family may not be without the strength to fight. The strength of Fei Lei is only level eight or nine at most. You don't need the help of equipment to deal with him. You can easily crush him with strength alone.
"Do you think I'm making a fuss out of a molehill?" From Old Merlin's point of view, he couldn't tell what Cromwell was thinking. This made Old Merlin a little helpless. Although after the setback in the Emerald Tower, Cromwell could
Renwell has grown up a lot, but his arrogant character has never completely changed.
"Father, I feel..."
"Needless to say." Cromwell wanted to defend himself, but Old Merlin waved his hand tiredly: "In order to avoid distracting you, there is something I have never told you. That day outside the Emerald Tower,
Before Greg came out, I tried to use my mental power to suppress Feyre, do you know what the result was?"
Cromwell was stunned for a moment, looking at old Merlin with some surprise in his eyes.
"Hey..." Old Merlin sighed: "I don't know what kind of luck the Magic Guild had, but it actually produced such a genius. Not only was he a pharmacist, but he also had terrible magical talents. His mental power was better than what I thought.
Any magician I have ever seen is more powerful. If I hadn't suppressed it with the power of a great magician, I might have embarrassed the Merlin family without waiting for Grean to come out..."
"..." Although Cromwell is arrogant, he is not a real idiot. Especially after his magic level exceeded level 13, he understood better than before what powerful profound power means to a magician...
"Don't underestimate your opponent, and don't forget that he is also a pharmacist..." Old Merlin carefully handed the two pieces of equipment to Cromwell: "There are still seven days before the duel, you still have
You will have the opportunity to complete the final ritual. If you can break through level fourteen within these seven days, our Merlin family will truly win this duel."
"I understand, father." Cromwell nodded heavily, took two pieces of equipment, bowed out of the room, and gently closed the door.
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At the same time, inside the Emerald Tower, Lin Li fell to the arcane missile again.
"It seems you need a little luck..." Old Green, who won, looked a little lucky. If he hadn't cast the spell too fast, which happened to trigger a backlash of magic power, he might have lost.
This young man's progress is really too fast. Anduin is indeed right. He is a real magic genius. This speed of improvement is enough to make any magician jealous. At the beginning, he used the magician level
With his strength, he could defeat him easily, but in the past few days, he had made leaps and bounds every day, and today, he actually needed luck to win.
Every time he walked into this hall, Old Green would feel like he was standing in front of a stranger.
It's such a strange feeling. They look the same, but their abilities are completely different.
From being unable to fight back at the beginning, to fighting him back and forth, it took less than ten days. Old Green has lived for more than a hundred years, and he has never seen such a monster before, as if he was born with it.
He was born to learn magic, especially his terrifying fighting talent, which even made Old Green feel chilly just thinking about it.