Medivan's eyes changed suddenly. A complicated gaze flashed in his eyes. No one except Lin Xuan noticed it. It didn't seem to hear King Lane's words, but raised its right hand, and a dark blue spell model took shape in his hand.

There were no spells, no waving of that heavy staff. The magic at his fingertips was as simple as breathing for him. Lin Xuan took a slight step forward, blocking Hermione, who had just arrived. With a wave of his right hand, a magic shield was generated, blocking the blow.

It's not a lethal spell, it's some kind of control spell. Effects like bondage. Lin Xuan didn't make an obvious counterattack. But Medivan quickly took a step back. At the same time, the place where he was standing has turned into a cloud of quicksand. But before the quicksand could spread, it turned into a new piece of granite under the action of some invisible force.

And Lin Xuan also slammed his right foot on the ground, and a piece of frost spreading under his feet was shattered. And at the level of consciousness, the Occlumency of the Brain also stopped the attack of an illusion. Medivan's eyes flashed with a dark blue light, which also prevented Lin Xuan's spiritual impact. It's just that his face turned pale in an instant. Lin Xuan's thoughts moved, and he immediately understood what was going on. He immediately gave up spiritual magic, and only used elemental magic to fight the other party.

In the meeting hall of the palace, between square inches, between Lin Xuan and Medivan in a few breaths, dozens of hands had already met. In the case that both sides are deliberately controlling each other, there are back and forth, and they are evenly divided. And the surrounding guards had already seen that the two of them were not moving, so they all relaxed and watched this rare mage duel with relish.

Khadgar on the side was even more dizzying. He's a mage, so he can see it better than the crowd of people who eat melons. The two mages in front of them have reached a point where their understanding of magic has reached a point where they are superb. It's in this small space. The spells of the two did not spill out in the slightest. More than forty spells have been unleashed so far. But even the guards around him didn't feel the slightest abnormality. It's understandable that the Guardian is the strongest mage in the human race, but who is that mysterious black-haired young man?

It wasn't until the two of them tacitly stopped that the people around them woke up from the gorgeous magic performance.

"Awesome, it's the first time I've seen anyone magically equal to Medivan." Far from blaming, King Lane watched with interest.

"Offended, Your Majesty."

"Nothing offended. It's just that some of the things your students said before are completely incomprehensible to us, which is why we have today's scene. She's the hero who saves the patrol, so it's actually our rudeness. King Ryan had begun to make gestures between his words.

"Do you know anything about orcs?" Madivin spoke. There was a tremor between the words, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

"I'm a Brigade Mage. Travel through different worlds, and once met the orcs in a world called Draenor. In fact, another world called Middle-earth has similar orcs. It's just that their skin wasn't green at the time. Lin Xuan's words carried a strange tone, and the soldiers around him only felt that those ordinary words became extremely pleasant in an instant. Their somewhat tired nerves shook, and an unprecedented sense of sobriety appeared in their consciousness.

Medivan clearly sensed something. His complexion quickly returned to normal. glanced at Lin Xuan vaguely, his eyes mixed with complex emotions such as panic, joy, sadness, etc. But everything was fleeting, and in the blink of an eye he was back to the cold guardian.

"Even the gods of antiquity couldn't easily travel through the world, but you say you've been to more than one. You're a powerful mage, but you're far from being able to travel through the world. ”

"Actually, I just did it."

"That can't be."

"Nothing is impossible. Traveling through the world is my racial gift. It's as if elves are naturally good at bows and arrows, dwarves are naturally good at smelting, and humans are naturally good at ...... It's the same as lying. What I'm good at is traveling the world. ”

The above argument is logically fine, but it sounds strange. After all, shuttling through the world seems to span a bit large compared to being proficient in bows and arrows and smelting. However, Lin Xuan's next move directly and completely diverted Medivan's attention. A fist-sized transparent crystal appeared in his hand. And in the crystal was sealed a miserable green cloud of energy.

"It's not so much that it's impossible for me to travel through the world, I think the appearance of this thing is the most unlikely. What do you think, Master Medivan? ”

Medivan's face changed dramatically, and all luck and fantasies were gone. Because it's a condensed mass of evil energy. That's demonic power.

"I need to go and see it." Medivan said in a trembling tone.

"Absolutely." Lin Xuan's right hand opened a spatial door in the void that led directly to the forest. Medivan walked in without hesitation. Kaga followed. And when Lothar and the others wanted to follow up, Lin Xuan directly closed the portal.

Khadgar walked through the portal, and the gorgeous visuals stunned him for a moment. I saw Lin Xuan and Medivan standing in front of him, as if they were waiting for him. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed for his stunnedness, maybe the magic of that space gate was too amazing.

On the other hand, at this time, Medivan and Lin Xuan were carefully observing some of the plants around them that had begun to wither. From time to time, the two exchanged opinions about 'evil powers'. It seemed normal, but Khadgar still felt that something had changed between the two. Compared with 'one minute' ago, the two seem to have a much more tacit understanding.

On the other side of the Dark Gate, countless orcs are performing some sort of ritual in front of a huge square. In the center of the square is a huge altar with a stone container filled with a thick green liquid. Thousands of strong orc warriors, one by one, walked up to the altar and drank a cup of thick, miserable green liquid.

The orcs, who drank the blood of demons, let out a roar of pain. Their already strong muscles swelled further, and their entire bodies were raised a few points. There was a faint blood-red color in his eyes. The momentum of the whole person became more ferocious and brutal.

Not far from the altar, a strong orc, with a slightly worried gaze, was witnessing everything in the square. Behind him, a banner embroidered with a white wolf's head.

It's too vaguely written, so I'm afraid that everyone won't see it. It's too clear, but it's too straightforward........