Immediately after, the dragon-blooded orc turned to face Mark Watson with his signature schadenfreude expression.

Damn, off-duty adults can only make you unlucky in order not to be unlucky......

If you want to blame, don't blame the off-duty adults......

Who told you to provoke Lord Merlin for no reason, to provoke such a murderous person, you are really disgusted......

"Just you?"

It's a pity that what the dragon-blooded orc is thinking, Mark Watson doesn't know, being stared at directly by an orc, especially the inexplicable gaze, makes him very uncomfortable.

But soon, he didn't care about those gazes, because an orc at the level of a top great sword master was not worth caring about at all.

Not to mention the top great sword masters, even if they are some new sword masters, what is there to care about?

For themselves, those can be crushed at will......

He suddenly felt that this Malfa Merlin was really interesting, and he actually sent a top-level great swordsman-level orc to deal with him.

Although the top great sword master is already considered not weak, in his own eyes, it is nothing at all.

"What's wrong...... Dragonblood Orc was off duty, and he also looked at Mark Watson with an inexplicable expression.

"You seem to be a furious flame orc, captured by Malfamerin, and then chose to follow Mafamerin?" Mark Watson sneered: "I advise you to leave Malfamerin immediately, he is not worthy of your follow, you don't see, he asked you to deal with me, obviously he wants to kill you, it is better to choose to follow me, in that case, I can help you become a Juggernaut......"

In his opinion, this Flame Orc with good strength. It's a bit of a shame to follow Mafa Merlin......

Let's see what Malfa Merlin did to this Flame Orc. They are almost tortured and don't look like orcs, if they don't identify them carefully. I don't think it's a flame orc at all.

If this Flame Orc chooses to follow him, it won't take long for him to become a Sword Master, and the road in the future will be even further, and it is possible to reach the height of a high-level Sword Master......

This kind of furious flame orc with good qualifications, following Malfamerin is a waste in itself......

"No, no, no. Lord Merlin has been very good to me, how could he kill me......" The dragon-blooded orc was suddenly startled, his face turned pale, and he waved his hand one after another.

Even if Lord Merlin wanted to kill the off-duty adults, the off-duty adults would not dare to resist, because if they did, they would definitely die early......

Damn, I still choose to follow you......

When you say this, do you want to kill off-duty adults......

If the off-duty adults move that thought. Immediately, it will be noticed by Lord Merlin, who has a soul contract with him, and then the off-duty Lord will definitely die a terrible death......

Fortunately, the off-duty adults are determined.

Unknowingly, the dragon-blooded orcs were off duty. There is already a hatred for Mark Watson.

What the dragon-blooded orcs were thinking, Mark Watson naturally didn't know, and he was still feeling sorry in his heart at the moment. It seems that this well-qualified Flame Orc has to be killed today. I couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Forget it...... then"

“......”

The Dragonblood Orcs don't have time to deal with Mark Watson anymore, Lord Merlin's warning. He heard it clearly, if he couldn't make the white-robed mage in front of him unlucky, then he would be unlucky, thinking of this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, that damn Theodus, Lord off-duty will douse you sooner or later.

"Roaring ......"

With a low roar from the dragon-blooded orc, the red skin instantly turned dark red, as if it was wrapped in a ball of flames, transmitting a scorching aura, clenching the slaughter in his hand, and slamming it towards Mark Watson.

Mark Watson, who was not far away, shook his head secretly, he really overestimated this Flame Orc, now it seems that this is just a simple-minded Flame Orc who only knows how to use brute force to win, does not pay attention to any martial arts and techniques, even if he can become a sword master, it seems to be of little use.

After thinking about it, Mark Watson clenched the staff in his hand, and in vain, an astonishing wave of magic emanated from his body and spread to all corners, and the gorgeous staff in his hand swept lightly, a wisp of spark appeared, rapidly expanded, and finally turned into a flaming shackle, swept by the terrifying heat, and fell on the dragon-blooded orc with unmistakable accuracy.

In his opinion, his dignified title of Wizard is probably enough to deal with a Flame Orc who is just a great sword master, and a flame shackle, right?

No way, no wonder he thinks so, the magic strength of the magician and the titled magician is almost hundreds of times different, and the power of the mage released by the mage depends on the strength of the magic......

And then then......

The second-level spell flame shackles had just fallen on the dragon-blooded orc, only to hear a low roar, dense runes appeared on the dragon-blooded orc's body, and in an instant, those flames were absorbed, and he jumped violently with the slaughter, at this time, it was less than ten meters away from Mark Watson.

What the......

Mark Watson was dumbfounded, he was called a magician, and the strengthened flame shackles did not have any effect on the Flame Orcs.

Wait a minute......

The other side is a Flame Orc......

At this time, Mark Watson suddenly realized that he had made a mentally retarded mistake.

Although he didn't stay in the Flame Plane for a long time, he also knew that the Flame Orcs were born with a strong resistance to flames, as well as terrifying fire control abilities, and even the orc mages among them were able to summon a large number of fire elemental creatures......

What a carelessness......

Actually ate such a mistake......

"Hehe, next, you won't be so lucky......" Mark Watson sneered and shook his head, he had to give up the fire spell he was good at, after saying this, the sound of chanting spells sounded in his mouth, and a large section of heavy spells came out, and in an instant, a cold aura spread everywhere, and with a flick of his hand, countless frosts rolled around his body, condensed into ice picks, and shot towards the dragon-blooded orcs.

Sharp ice picks, shimmering with a faint blue light, streaked through the air......

But......

Once again, things were beyond Mark Watson's expectations, and more than a dozen ice picks flew out, wielding slaughtered dragon-blooded orcs, and they didn't even bother to dodge, and those ice picks fell on him, leaving no trace at all.

At this time, even Larn Merlin, who was watching the battle, opened his eyes in disbelief, which was a bit incredible, the orc was obviously only at the top of the Great Sword Master level, although he had already stepped into the ranks of the Sword Saint with half a foot, but compared with the real Titled Wizard powerhouse, it was still very different......

Moreover, Mark Watson is obviously not an ordinary Titled Magician, and the power of these dozen instantaneous ice picks alone is enough to make some newly promoted Titled Magicians scramble and become very wolfy.

However, the orcs of the top great sword master level can't hide, which is already very unscientific......

But there are even more unscientific ......

After bearing a dozen ice picks head-on, there were not even any scars on his body, which couldn't help but make Larn Merlin stunned, this kind of spell resistance is really terrifying......

Among the people present, only Lin Yun was calmer, and he was not surprised at all by the appearance of the dragon blood orc......

After the dragon-blooded orcs fused with the blood of the three-headed golden dragon, he had already seen the terrifying resistance of the dragon-blooded orcs, and the dragon-blooded orcs had just become a great sword master at that time, and they had only suffered a little nosebleed when they had endured the power equivalent of a top-notch magician......

And now the dragon-blooded orcs are already standing at the pinnacle of the Great Sword Master, stepping into the ranks of the Sword Saint with one foot, which is not at all something that the ice pick released by Mark Watson can hurt.

Unless Mark Watson uses the seventh-level spell that only the Titled Magician has, he can barely make the dragon-blooded orc suffer some flesh wounds......

But now it's clearly too late......

A level 7 spell, even the shortest spell cast, takes at least eight seconds.

Maybe in a second, the slaughter in the hands of the dragon-blooded orcs will be smashed on Mark Watson.

"Hell ......"

Mark Watson let out a scream in vain, looking a little flustered, although he was already standing at the height of the Titled Magister, there were as many as a dozen protective spells solidified on his body alone, but in the face of the dragon-blooded orcs who were rampage, he really didn't have any confidence at all.

After cursing fiercely, he couldn't care so much, the staff in his hand instantly bloomed with dazzling light, and at the top of the staff, the magic crystal that was at least level thirty-five transmitted a charming halo, almost between the lightning and flint, the three ice walls burst out instantly, rising from the ground in a muffled sound, firmly blocking in front of him.

But......

"Boom ......"

The three ice walls almost shattered in response, and the dragon-blooded orcs who rushed over smashed through the ice walls with the help of their own incomparably strong strength, but even so, the slaughter in their hands was still undiminished, and smashed straight into Mark Watson's chest......

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of "bang", Mark Watson, who had just finished casting the spell, had already been slaughtered by the dragon's blood orcs before he could react, and the look on his face was very complicated, with shock, fear, and more disbelief, followed by three muffled "booms", Mark Watson's body smashed the three barracks, and finally fell to the ground, rolling out dozens of meters away......

"Ahem......"

Mark Watson, whose face was bloodless, covered his mouth with one hand, but after a few coughs, the blood still couldn't stop, flowing out along the gaps between his fingers, staining his white and flawless mage robes red. Glancing at his chest, he couldn't help but secretly get lucky, fortunately, most of the spells solidified in his body were concentrated in his chest, if it weren't for this, maybe he would have died a long time ago......

That power is terrifying......

It felt like Mark Watson wasn't facing a flame-burning orc at all, but rather fighting an adult dragon, and until now, he still had some heart palpitations.

How can there be an orc like Zài in the world?

Wait a minute......

Couldn't that be a dragon who is proficient in transfiguration...... (To be continued......)