As a pharmacist, of course he is aware of the danger of this medicine in actual combat, in the case of not knowing the details, there is no need to say that detoxification or something, the other party controls it very well, these potions envelop this space, but there is no escape in the slightest, just by this point, the strength of the other party is absolutely above him.

If this is a battle in the wilderness, or in an enemy city, Philby can easily use the wind elemental or wind-based sorcery to dispel it, but here...... If he dares to do so, then wait to be hunted down.

However, to Philby's alarm, his shield and the air filter used to control the filtered air had been corroded in the green mist.

"Damn, what kind of potion is this woman using?!"

Philby knew the limits of his shield defenses, which could only deal with toxins produced by mid-level potions or sorcery. So, he immediately knew the horror of these fogs around him. At the same time, she cursed Merlin in disbelief and jealousy...... As a wizard, it's just that you're so strong that you're even proficient in the use of potions, and you don't let other wizards doubt the truth?

Philby had a strange feeling, as if he was bound by invisible ropes...... And that's when something happened that scared Philby and his skin began to fester, without warning!

The toxins of this mist were able to slowly seep into the body through the protective shield!

"This is a new type of witchcraft that blends witchcraft and potions?!"

Philby's brain was a little blurry, but the effect of the permeable mist was not as good as direct breathing, so he had experienced a lot of dangers, so he forcibly kept his composure and began to activate a 'void' sorcery to defend against the witchcraft - as long as he used this sorcery, he would vaporize into nothingness, temporarily free from the erosion of the poison. But in the same way, as an imaginary body, he can't attack, he can only fly.

But how could Merlin let him do as he pleased?

The 'Psychic Shock' was activated again, and the spiritual power that Philby used to activate the witchcraft was defeated, and this time, it also defeated all of Philby's defensive sorcery, and the poisonous green mist quickly enveloped his body, and he was like a lit candle, quickly beginning to melt.

"What kind of potion is this?" was the last thought that crossed Philby's mind as his body rapidly turned to pus.

From the beginning to the end of the illusion, exactly five seconds passed.

Just then, a 'mage's hand' suddenly appeared, trying to grab Philby as he fell.

At the same time, a whirlwind without warning completely swept up the green mist and sent it high into the air, returning the inn to its original state in mid-air. Then, a figure appeared, with an angry expression, as if angry that he had failed to save Philby in time.

Its breath is fully revealed, like the sea when a storm falls.

He has gray hair and deep wrinkles, and he is actually a third-level wizard!

Merlin was stunned to discover this horrible truth!

When the Shadow Assassin Hamus was killed by the Fireball Technique, Ienor and Baron Bausir in the distant room only sensed powerful fluctuations, so although they didn't know well, they couldn't figure out what was going on in Merlin's room for a while.

It wasn't until Merlin and Philby's short and thrilling spell battle that they realized the 'truth' of the matter.

"She's still proficient in potions?!damn it!" Ieno's eyes widened as if she were about to burst her gold-rimmed glasses, followed by mad rage and curses!

This unexpected situation made him understand the deep reluctance of Hamus before he died, and the horror of Philby's despair at this time.

Baron Bausir's mouth was open, his eyes glaring like a frog, but his heart was full of resentment and curses towards someone: "She's not an ordinary second-level wizard, she's still a pharmacist who is proficient in the use of potions, damn it! What else did you not tell us?!"

It's a pity that they were already one step too late to rescue Philby, the battle was too fast and too short!

Immediately after, they blurted out at the same time: "Lord Corgnan!"

The object of their respectful address was none other than the third-level wizard who suddenly appeared.

......

The third-level wizard known as Lord Corleone stood in the small square outside, looking intently at Merlin through the broken windows and curtains.

His gaze was so grim and cold, like staring at a dead man.

After discovering that a third-level wizard had intervened, Mei Lin was indeed a little shocked, but it seemed that there was more than one third-level wizard she had killed, and she was not very affected by the suppression between ranks, not to mention that she had her own hole cards.

"Come out and die!" cried Corleone through gritted teeth.

"Humph!"

Merlin leapt out of the window and landed like a feather on the ground, her eyes calmly looking at Corleone.

"This matter should have nothing to do with you, if you retreat now, I can treat what happened before as if it didn't happen. ”

"Philby is my proudest student, you must pay for his life!" Corleone said, the power of a third-level wizard pouring down on Merlin like a pillar of heaven.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

A ferocious, massive. It seems that the breath of the apex predator from the ancient era suddenly exploded.

The turbulent waves of qi swept away like the waves of the sea, and what made Baron Bausir and Ienor not far away even more noticed that this aura was actually not inferior to the third-level wizard Corleone!!

"Bloodline Warlock Level 3 Talent Witchcraft Panic Boiling!!"

Click!

As if he had broken some seal and shackles, the aura on Mei Lin's body soared, and he only crossed the category of a second-level warlock in an instant and entered a more unfathomable realm.

This change made Corleone's face on the other side change greatly: "Level three, you have entered the realm of level three!!

Yes, after returning from Harley's castle, Merlin secretly promoted to the rank of third-level warlock...... Of course, this is inseparable from the assistance of the fruit of the law.

Mei Lin used the materials purchased from the black market to refine the law elixir, coupled with the cooperation of a large number of top-level resources, Mei Lin's spiritual essence had already reached the standard, and her spiritual power had increased rapidly with the help of Nebula.

After returning from Halle's castle, Merlin felt a sense of urgency and vowed not to be promoted to the third level and never leave the manor.

To be honest, at the time of the breakthrough, watching the spirit particles that she had already embodied continued to condense, embedded with the third layer of spiritual power core crystals smoothly constructed, and broke through the third-level wizard in a short period of time, it still made Mei Lin feel a little incredible.