More than 2,000 years ago, Merrell was one of the High Elves who formally taught complete arcane knowledge to a hundred cutting-edge scholars selected by the Human Realm in order to unite humans to solve the infestation of the Trolls of Zuaman.

New to arcane arts, human mages don't have the same awe and restraint for this power as the High Elves. Due to the scarcity of the Trolls of Zuaman and the scarcity of spellcaster resources, Merrell, who had been killed in battle, was resurrected by his companions using necromancy, and has survived to this day with his high arcane skills.

This is also the reason why Sagrete only gave Terrey as a target, and Lanlos did not expect that there was still an undead in this mage tower.

Not to mention Merrell's identity as one of the first human mages, the accumulation of more than two thousand years of knowledge alone is enough to prove his strength.

As for Casanatyr, he is the most powerful and cunning of the Nasrezm clan, and is even better than the well-known Tikdios and Varimasas. But he was born at the wrong time and did not become as famous as the latter two.

After the end of the Troll War, the Council of Tirisfa was formed, and just as the first Guardian, Alodi, was infused with the power of the Archmage, Casanatier seized the opportunity and attempted to inflict a devastating blow on the Council.

Although the archmages did not anticipate the Dreadlord's attack, the Tyrisfa Council, led by Alodi and Merrell, who wielded the Ebony Cold, put Kasanatir's plans on hold. In order to prevent this danger from continuing to threaten the Council and Azeroth, Merrell took the initiative to seal his soul into himself, so that Casanatyr did not even have a chance to return to the Twisted Void and be reborn.

Unfortunately, the hidden dangers of this practice are too great. Unable to completely eliminate Casanatyr, Merrell had to be on the lookout for prying eyes on his soul and body, forcing him to take a back seat and become oblivion for the next two thousand years.

What kind of man is Merrell Evilwind? Even Egwene has a lot of respect for him!

Lanlos had always known about the existence of this person, but he never thought that the old man who was a rickety and unknown sweeper would be a legendary archmage who had lived for more than 2,000 years!

Through the shadows under the hood, Lanlos clearly captured Merrell's two pairs of eyes that were completely submerged by the fire of evil energy, and his heart, which was still slightly restless because of the sight of celebrities, suddenly seemed to be immersed in cold water, and instantly pulled out the cold.

Obviously, Merrell's seal was in trouble, and now it was no longer the human mage who shook the past and the present standing in front of him. Casanatyr, who has not found a breakthrough for more than 2,000 years, is it now?

Soon, the other party took the initiative to put the answer in front of Lanlos's eyes.

Ursalus was right. Shaking his left arm like a nobody, Merrell smiled coldly at Ranros, "Your understanding of us is surprisingly thorough." ”

Ursalus?

His brows tightened, and Lan Luos narrowed his eyes slightly: "The ban of the Reaper Against the Wind was set up by a group of high-ranking councilors, how could you?"

"Hmph, you should ask Magnus about this question. The fire of evil energy in his eyes grew slightly, and while laughing at the arrogance of the other party, Merrell did not rush to attack, "Mortals, always full of weaknesses, am I right?"

Obviously, the second half of the sentence was addressed to Tyre, who was a dragon, and Lanros didn't have to look back to guess the latter's angry appearance of gritting teeth.

"What the hell is going on?"

Faced with Lanros's doubts, Tyré took a deep breath and barely calmed down: "This starts after you leave. ”

"When I woke up, I found that you were already out of my senses, and in order to find your traces, I immediately infiltrated Stormstorm Fortress to find the two human councilors who contacted you before. ”

"When I entered their room, I saw Magnus kill the human archmage named Hagarin. ”

"How is this possible?!" Lanloston exclaimed, even though it had been less than two years since he joined the Tyris-Law Council, Magnus's good old man's character was already deeply imprinted in his heart, and he simply could not accept the betrayal of the legendary archmage.

However, the truth is always cruel.

"He was holding the Ursaleth Headwind Reaper. Tyre's understatement brought a huge and complex amount of information, and before Lanlos could understand it, he continued, "Before I could get there and respond, he immediately attacked me. ”

"But I guess he didn't want to offend my people, so he just knocked me out and brought me here and imprisoned. ”

The reason why Lanloth would come back here at this juncture was because he had already guessed about it in his heart, and after the initial shock, he finally gritted his teeth and accepted the facts.

"Ursalus helped you, didn't he?" Ranros's deep voice sounded like the roar of a beast, staring at the silent necromancer in front of him.

"Nope. Merrell shook his head, "You've misunderstood one thing. ”

"Ursalus didn't control the little old man, it was a mutually beneficial cooperation. ”

"Cooperation?Do the Dreadlords like you like to pretend to be high?" Purssing his lips in disdain, Lanlos took advantage of the situation and put his left hand behind his back.

Merrell, or Casanatyr, did not show the slightest anger at the other party's sarcasm, and looked at Lanlos as if he were looking at a poor worm: "You don't know what a terrible darkness is hidden in the guardian you are looking forward to. ”

The silent spell quietly stopped, and the purple light in Lanloth's eyes trembled violently for a while, but soon, he completely shredded a trace of wavering in his heart: "Nonsense!"

An explosive roar echoed among the mages, and visible air ripples instantly arrived in front of Merrell, who frowned, only to find that the magic that had been subservient to him was showing signs of imbalance at this moment.

In front of Lanloth, a complex and delicate array of spells appeared immediately after the Darling Roar, and as he lifted Elunis and swung forward, purple arcane energy instantly activated the entire model.

Rumble!

The pillar-shaped flames with a diameter of more than two meters were like a soaring dragon breaking through the clouds, enveloping them with an unbeatable wild might, and even the air was completely evaporated because of it.

Flame Blast doesn't have the same sustained damage as Dragon's Breath, but with the help of powerful spells and a Daring Roar, it can end most battles in an instant!

This time, however, Lanlos was not so confident.

The fiery breath came and went as fast as it came, and as the orange-red light dissipated in the space, an ominous emerald green reflected on everyone's faces.

The tall, muscular giant's size, its indestructible rock body, and the eternal green flames of its body, the hellfire, came from the strongest flesh shield of the twisted void.

Not only are these constructed creatures thick-skinned, but they are also extremely resistant to spells, and are almost completely immune to fire spells. Lanloth's plan to target the fire-fearing nature of the other party's undead was completely ruined.

"No wonder you can defeat Satel with such a weak force, these strange tricks are really unguardable. "Obviously, Merrell was talking about the Darling Roar that Lanlos used at the beginning. Unlike ordinary warriors, who rely purely on their voices and plunder the power of the Loa gods, even with his will, they cannot be successfully exempted.

"It's a pity. Shaking her head slowly and feignedly, Merrell snapped her fingers slightly, "You met me." ”

Boom Boom –

It was as if the entire Mage Tower trembled at this movement, and when he heard the news, he turned his head, and Lanlos realized that there were two dusty sculptures standing on the left and right walls. No, that's not a sculpture!

With a roar, the tall bodies of the two slowly walked out in a very stiff posture.

Construct a puppet!

Merrell may not have made much progress in his magical attainments in the past two thousand years because of the need to supply the seal with mana at all times, but in other ways, he has plenty of time to waste.

In the area of the Wizard Project, Merrell's skill can be seen from the fact that Merrell helped Ranros repair and improve the Arcane Golem before.

However, now is not the time to worship the other party's operation.

"Crush him!"

It has to be said that mages and Dreadlords also have something in common, most of them are not as keen as warriors to charge into battle, but are used to swaying the tide of battle at critical moments. Whether it's forced or high, or lazy and advanced cancer, at least this habit has given Lanlos a glimmer of life.

Before the two humanoid golems could attack, Lanloth slammed Elunis to the ground. With a muffled sound, the magic slid down, creating a blue array on the ground at great speed.

The next moment, a damp and cold aura gradually filled, and a creature without legs crawled out of it.

Relying on the seventh-level summoning, the water element that responded to Lanloth's summoning this time was not only larger and fuller than the previous ones in size, but also had a certain amount of intelligence due to its high-level strength.

Without his need for a command, the high-level water elemental jumped into the air as soon as he stepped out of the summoning circle, turning into a slender stream of water and slamming into the chest of a golem. The huge impact force not only successfully forced the opponent's body back, but the exploding water emitted a slight sound, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into thick ice.

Although relying on the agility of the water elemental was able to hold back the golem for a while, the other one accelerated the pace of attack because of this.

Faced with this invulnerable war machine, Lanlos squeezed his brow vigorously, but still stood motionless and chanted the incantation, showing no sign of dodging.

Approaching to bring its target into range, the golem struggled to raise a fist the size of a water tank.

Rumble!