Chapter 49: Elite Squad

The Blood God Sect envoy raised his head and stared at the student in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info"This is really a distinguished guest, the eldest prince and the fourth prince of the Farr Kingdom, the second eldest son of the Carthusian family and the eldest son of the Assassin family, and even Vivien of the Luna family. What a big show, you say, if you all die here, will it cause a huge sensation in the Empire?"

Alan Andre smiled, "Perhaps, you are the one who died here? The scum of the Blood God Cult has come to our Farr Kingdom to make trouble, are you tired of being crooked?"

"Big brother, what do you have to say to this brain-dead person? Just go up and cut him. Rom André said, holding the hilt of his sword.

"Be careful, this guy's aura is a mid-level magician! Next to him is a low-level ranger, a high-level archer and a low-level swordsman. The black-clad young man in what looked like a ninja stared at the Blood God Cult group, three rings turning in his left eye.

The Blood God Cult envoy smiled, "This really surprised me, it seems that the information is correct, Narek Frosa you really have the Eye of Scouting." ”

Narek snorted coldly, "You people at this stage know it, it's not a secret. ”

Merlin looked at Narek in surprise, the Detective Eye was one of the world's strange eyes. It has vision farther than an eagle's eye and powerful dynamic vision. Not only that, but you can also see all aspects of a person's magic and physical strength. It is a very rare and practical eye.

Merlin can sense the aura of magic and judge the strength and weakness because of his strong soul, if he has the strange eye of the world, his family will definitely not drive him out.

But Merlin is still very satisfied with his current self, he is a chaotic body. The so-called all-mage Merlin suspects that he alone in this world is a body of chaos. In his previous life, he went to find the body of chaos and didn't find it, but this time he was reborn and possessed the body of chaos, which can be described as creating people.

Alan raised his chin and smiled contemptuously, "Intermediate magician, I don't care about it yet." You go and deal with the other three, this messenger is handed over to me, and I just want to know how powerful the envoy of the Blood God Sect is!"

The mage holding the purple staff was Mosa Carter, the eldest of the Carterian family, who was a low-level lightning wizard at a young age. But listening to his words, he wants to chase after his brother. The younger brother is so wicked, how powerful will his elder brother be the eldest son of the Carthusian family?

Satsuma glanced at Merlin, he didn't think much about this Harut outcast who slapped his own family in the face, and was slapped in the face because of their own lack of strength, and they wanted me to avenge them? I'm sorry, I'm not the kind of person with a strong sense of family honor. So he wasn't too hostile to Merlin, who noticed Satsuma smiling at him and began chanting magic.

Merlin touched his head suspiciously, this thing can't be the illegitimate son of the Carthusian family and then return to the Carthusian family..........., right? Merlin enters his own imaginary world, unable to extricate himself.

Satsuma didn't know that Merlin was thinking so much, otherwise a thunder magic would surely kill him.

Narek took out his dagger and fled into the darkness, waiting for an opportunity. After all, he was an assassin, and being tough was not his style.

Rom André smiled at Merlin, "We learned about it from Fornas, and they called it to help you. ”

Merlin glanced at Rohm gratefully, for the sake of you saving me today, I'll admit that you're a little more handsome than me.

Vivien picked up Merlin, but she noticed that Merlin hadn't been seriously hurt and was still taking advantage of her and rubbing her arm. Vivien, who couldn't bear it anymore, slapped Merlin.

A bright red palm print was imprinted on the left side of Merlin's face, and Merlin rubbed his left cheek, "What are you doing!"

Vivien snorted coldly and took out her longbow and aimed it at the emissary of the Blood God Cult. Merlin sighed, and also took out the rune sword and held it against the people of the Blood God Sect.

Allen's sword was often surrounded by wind fighting qi in an instant, and at the same time, a wisp of fire magic power was also wrapped around his sword, and the wind fighting energy combined with the flame magic power made the momentum of the flames on the sword more intense.

"I can't see it, he is actually a genius who cultivates both magic and magic, and judging from his own shield, magic cultivation has reached the realm of a magician. Merlin instantly analyzed Alan's magic level. But I don't know how he practiced his vindictiveness.

The Blood God Sect envoy waved his hands, and a large amount of blood swept through Allen. Alan smiled contemptuously, and the sword in his hand instantly burst into a powerful fighting spirit. Slashed in the direction of the Blood God Cult's envoy.

This time, the envoy couldn't calm down, and the fighting spirit slashed! This guy Alan threw out the fighting energy slash! The wind system fighting qi slash mixed with the magic power of the flame directly split the blood and attacked the messenger.

In an instant, the ranger on the opposite side condensed a blood arrow and hit the Dou Qi slash. As soon as the two sides came into contact, a huge explosion was caused.

"That's genius. Fighting spirit and magic have been practiced to such a high level!" Merlin looked at Allen, this guy is also a genius similar to Made, but Madea is a swordsman genius, and Allen is a cultivation genius, and his comprehension must be extremely high.

The combination of vindictiveness and magic is not as simple as one plus one equals two. In his previous life, Merlin was the existence of a fellow practitioner of vindictive spirit and magic. The current Merlin focuses on the physical body and magic, and strengthens himself with magic as a vindictive-like existence, which is a battle mage.

Alan defiantly stretched out his hand to the messenger, "I heard that blood mages are much stronger than mages of the same level, and the higher the level, the more this can be reflected." So is it so? Let me witness it. ”

The envoy snorted coldly, mobilized a large amount of blood power, and glanced at the provocative Allen, "You will see the strength of the blood mage." ”