Chapter 18 Spell Stripping

"Remy, watch it for me here. After Master Mason finishes his meal, remember to remind him to compensate for these losses in the store..." Lin Yun yawned as he explained, he was really tired Now, the workload of one night is about to catch up with many alchemists for a month, and it is impossible to recover without sleeping for a few days.

Unfortunately, as soon as the idea of ​​​​returning to the cage was born, it was destroyed by people.

Just as Lin Yun was about to turn around and leave, there was another commotion outside the Gilded Rose, and a young mage pushed in the door.

This young mage looks less than thirty years old, but the cuffs of the robe have a circle of silver lines, and the identity of the archmage can be seen at a glance. As soon as this one walks in, many bystanders recognize his identity. , There is only one such young archmage in the entire Qianfan City, and it can only be the eldest son of Meng Qi, Ryan.

It is said that Ryan showed an amazing talent for magic when he was very young. Originally, Monkey was going to send him to Oakland College, but when he was fifteen years old, a big man from the capital personally visited Monkey. Qi, and took Ryan shortly after.

It has been more than ten years since he left. It was not long ago that Ryan, who was already an archmage, returned to Qianfan City. For a while, the entire Qianfan City was disturbed. What is the concept of an archmage who is less than 30 years old? A hundred years may not produce a genius. Nine times out of ten, it is possible to embark on the path of a wizard. At that time, it will be able to match the existence of the three giants of the sage tower...

Especially after this, Ryan and his son visited the Sage Tower, and news came out that Saruman, one of the three giants, saw off the guest in person, and Ryan's reputation in Qianfan City was even louder than ever.

Who is Saruman, that is already close to the existence of legends. Over the years, I don't know how many people have visited the Sage Tower, but how many can be sent by Saruman himself? I'm afraid I can count it with one hand...

Now in Qianfan City, the name of Ryan is louder than that of his father, the chairman of the Shuangyue Chamber of Commerce, Meng Qi, those young magic apprentices, and even the wizards who have just advanced, almost all of them have regarded Ryan as themselves. His idol, even the high-level leaders of the major forces in Qianfan City, are polite to Ryan now, especially when they find out that Ryan is not married and has no engagement, and some families with daughters have already begun to attack him. Made some hints to Monkey.

No way, the archmage who is less than 30 years old is too dazzling, even a fool knows that as long as there are no major accidents, Ryan's future is bound to be bright, and sooner or later he will become a figure comparable to the Big Three. Even surpassing the Big Three and standing at the peak of Qianfan City alone is not impossible.

Now, the young Archmage, whose reputation is resounding in Qianfan City, is just standing at the door of the gilded rose, wearing a simple black robe. Except for the silver pattern on the cuff, there is nothing out of the ordinary. Seeing Ma Sen with a mouth full of broken glass, there was no angry expression on his face, as if it was not his own brother, but an unknown passerby.

"Take him back."

With Ryan's words, the little gangsters brought by Ma Sen suddenly felt amnesty, and helped Ma Sen away with all his hands and feet.

This time, Lin Yun didn't stop him, but just stood there and looked at the young archmage curiously.

"The Shuangyue Chamber of Commerce will be responsible for the compensation for the loss caused by Mason. Just report the number, and I will have someone deliver it to you tomorrow." Ryan just glanced at Lin Yun after entering the door, since he didn't ask anything For the cause and effect, I didn't ask who was right and who was wrong, and made such an arrangement directly.

As for what the other party thinks, it really doesn't matter to Ryan.

As an archmage, Ryan, how could he care what a mage thinks?

"As for you, the blood vine technique you just performed was a blood vine technique, you can strip it out yourself.

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Ryan's words suddenly changed everyone's face.

Spell peeling refers to the transfer of a spell to an item by the mage at the cost of complete forgetfulness. This item can be a magic scroll, an enchanted equipment, or a magic gem. Anyway, as long as it has a certain magic bearing capacity All items can be used. After the transfer, this item will gain strong magical ability, and it is even possible to completely inherit this spell. In the history of the Northrend world, there were several powerful magic tools, which were used for this purpose. created in a way.

But the process of this spell stripping is quite painful for the mage, because it is equivalent to extracting the spell from the mage's soul alive.

For a mage, this kind of torture from the soul is far more terrifying than the magic backlash.

Most of the mages who stripped away their spells in history have reached the end of their lives and want to leave a little legacy to their disciples or descendants, so they used amazing perseverance and patience to strip their most proud spells from their souls.

There are probably less than ten such mages, from the Third Dynasty to the present for more than a thousand years.

Now, Ryan's understated sentence actually requires Lin Yun to strip away the spell.

"Ryan, you are going too far!" The old butler stood up with a blushing face, and stretched out his hand to protect Lin Yun behind him.

Ryan stood there, as if he didn't see the old housekeeper, his eyes still fell on Lin Yun: "This matter is Mason's fault, but the dignity of the Monchi family cannot be provoked, Mafa Merlin, you should know , if I do it, you will suffer even more."

"Master Ryan, you've said so much, but there's one question that I don't quite understand..." Lin Yun gently pushed the old housekeeper away, then walked to Ryan with a smile on his face.

"What's the problem?" Ryan frowned slightly, he didn't like the attitude of the young mage.

Lin Yun stood in front of Ryan, looked up and down, and then asked, "Are you awake?"

"Well?" Ryan didn't react at first, and then an uncontrollable anger surged from his heart. How dare a little mage laugh at himself?

"You brought it on yourself!"

Ryan clenched his staff tightly, and an astonishing wave of magic immediately spread out. Then, he saw only a coquettish red covering the entire hall. In the sound of Xixing Susuo, countless blood-red vines rose from the ground. Climbing up, their growth momentum is so fast that at first glance, it seems that large tracts of blood are permeating.

The same blood vine technique, in the hands of Ryan and in the hands of Lin Yun, presents completely different appearances. This does not mean that Lin Yun's spellcasting ability is not as good as that of Ryan, but the gap between the mage and the archmage is too great. After the archmage got rid of the shackles of the magic vortex, he completely sublimated his power to another level. It was a completely different world. The mages who did not cross that boundary could not imagine how terrifying the power of the archmage was.

This huge gap is almost impossible to make up, no matter how powerful the magic guide ability, no matter how powerful spellcasting skills, in the face of this huge gap, it can only become a ridiculous trick.

The overwhelming vines flooded the entire hall instantly, and everyone was shrouded in this terrifying blood color. As long as Ryan made a gesture, the entire hall would be truly red with blood.

In the eyes of the archmage, the mage is not worth mentioning, let alone other people...

Suddenly, exclamations and calls for help rang out in the hall, and even the old butler, who had always refused to admit defeat, showed a look of horror at this time.

Only Lin Yun, who was standing in front of Ryan, still had a smile on his face...

The blood-colored vines spread their teeth and claws. In the shadow of blood, Lin Yun's slightly thin figure looked extremely weak, but the smile on Lin Yun's face did not change at all. Lin Yun's fingertips flew out...

In this overwhelming blood-colored vine, this weak flame, like a pebble in the sea, staggered and fell to the ground, giving people the feeling that it would go out at any time.

But then there was a "boom"...

At the moment when the little flame fell on the ground, a sky-high flame suddenly rose up, as if someone had poured kerosene on it. The weak flame turned into a monstrous flame in an instant. The vines burned, but in a short while, the large blood-sucking vines turned to ashes under the raging flames...

It all happened so fast that people couldn't react at all.

Many employees of the Gilded Rose still have expressions of horror on their faces, and Ryan, who cast the bleeding vine, even maintains the gesture of spell guidance.

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