"Why should our Watson family compensate the Merlin family for the losses?" Red Watson's face was a little gloomy and a little scary. After sneering, he didn't say anything more and stared at Lin Yun.

"First of all, please understand that your disciple Mark Watson, more than half a month ago, detained a resource collection team of our Merlin family and seriously injured most of the players. The two players died in the conflict. Your Excellency Reid, according to your statement, shouldn't the Watson family compensate?"

"Haha, how can those people compare to my disciple Mark?" Reid Watson sneered, looking very disdainful. He naturally knew that those so-called resource collection teams were all members of the plane legion, and most of them were only at the level of the great mage, and magicians were very rare.

What if I kill two great mages?

Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared on Red Watson's face: "Okay, Mafa Merlin, I already understand what you mean. The Watson family can make compensation for those two team members. What do you think is a resource worth one million gold coins? It is more than enough to compensate your Merlin family for the losses..."

"Hisser Reed, you still don't seem to understand what I mean. If it were just two ordinary mages, a resource worth one million would almost have been able to make up for the losses of our Merlin family, but the key is that the two dead team members are not ordinary mages. They may reach the heavenly level in the future. You said, how should the Watson family compensate..."

"Mafamerin!"

In an instant, Red Watson was furious and could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He emitted terrifying magic waves throughout his body, and his eyes were tightly locked in the slightly thin figure in the barracks.

He finally understood...

The young mage went around such a big circle and was simply teasing himself that if the Watson family really compensated as the young mage said, even if they lost all their money, they would not be able to pay them enough...

As a level seven-level titled magician and a member of the Watson family's ancestral council, how could he tolerate such provocation?

Not to mention that the other party is just a trivial level 6 magician, what can even be like a titled magician? The fate of provoking oneself is only a dead end...

"Boom..."

For a moment, the terrifying aura of the level seven-level titled magician swept across the entire barracks, and gusts of wind whistled. In just a few seconds, the barracks were almost destroyed and almost turned into ruins.

"Alchemy Puppet..." At this moment, Red Watson suddenly remembered the alchemy Puppet and was immediately scared into a cold sweat. It was a existence comparable to the eighth-level titled magician. He took action in the Merlin family camp, which was almost no different from seeking death...

However, just when he had this idea, a silver figure flashed through his sight and stopped more than fifty meters away from him. As a giant, he naturally recognized at a glance that the silver figure holding a gorgeous staff was an alchemy puppet.

"Hell..." Red Watson's face became very ugly in an instant, and he cursed a swear word. He was really afraid of anything he wanted.

In fact, he really regrets his intestines now...

I wouldn't have been so impulsive if I had known it...

It’s all my fault that the damn Mafamerin must have intentionally provoked himself.

"roar……"

Just when Red Watson was secretly regretting, a cold breath suddenly came to his face, and a large amount of frost fell. Then he heard a deafening roar. When he looked up, he was stunned and speechless. He saw a huge dragon like a hill floating above his head...

this……

Red Watson was really scared...

That was a real adult frost dragon!

Ten days ago, Antus fled back to the camp in a panic and told about the frost dragon. Originally, Red Watson didn't believe it. After three days of observation, he confirmed that there was no frost dragon in the Merlin family camp. The frost dragon that had seriously injured Antus must have been passing by...

At this time, he wouldn't think so.

The frost dragon actually exists!

"roar……"

After roaring in the air, Lena, the frost dragon, roared again, took the lead in attacking Red Watson. The flawless light flashed, and the wind was howling. This was the zero-degree dragon breath...

"Damn it, it's so damn..." Red Watson screamed immediately. He felt an extremely terrifying force from the dragon breath. It was not something he could compete with, as a level 7-level title magician. Even a level 8-level title magician might be injured when facing the dragon breath of this frost dragon.

Almost without thinking, Red Watson raised the staff in his hand, and a magic wave suddenly rose. More than a dozen instant ice walls were firmly blocking him. After completing all this, he did not hesitate at all, and threw himself into an acceleration technique, turning into a gray afterimage, wanting to escape from here as soon as possible.

However, Rydwason had just rushed out more than ten meters. A dense spell ray and a colorful dragon breath completely submerged Rydwason's elderly figure.

Then, the whole world seemed to be quiet at this moment...

This level of battle has long since razed a small area to the ground. Fortunately, the current plane legion training time would have been, otherwise there would definitely be huge casualties.

At this time, as a wave of sand and dust dissipated, a figure covered in blood lies across the ruins, and its aura was extremely weak. It was the seventh-level titled magician Red Watson who had four or five blood holes of all sizes appeared on his body after a round of dense spell ray attacks by the Heavenly Level Puppet.

In theory, the Heavenly Level Puppet is now equivalent to the seventh-level titled magician. If you fight alone with Red Watson, it may be difficult to defeat the other party. But just now, after seeing the Frost Dragon and the Heavenly Level Puppet, Ride Watson was almost scared. Moreover, the dense spell rays fell when he was unprepared...

"hehe……"

At this time, Lin Yun had already landed next to Red Watson with the help of floating technique. Looking at the seventh-level titled magician, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "His Excellency Reed, are you okay..."

"Mafameilin, you..." Redwason opened his eyes with difficulty, with a resentful look, and was almost spitting out fire. However, just as he was about to say a few harsh words, he suddenly saw the sky-level puppet and the frost dragon standing behind Lin Yun. He was so scared that his whole body softened and made a trembling voice: "Mei...Magic Melin, I...I...I'm fine."

"Hissergeant Reed, I have to say that you can't even cheat a child like this..."

"I……"

Red Watson opened his mouth, but could not speak any rebuttal, and he felt unprecedented anger.

Damn, I'm so miserable, isn't it all you can do?

But it is obvious that he dare not say that. He has already experienced the price of impulse. No matter how hard he doesn't have a memory, he will not provoke the young mage again at this time. If the frost dragon accidentally spews out a dragon breath under the instruction of the young mage, and if the alchemy puppet suddenly breaks down and launches an uncontrolled attack...

That kind of consequence can only be described as unimaginable.

"Magic Merlin, I'm really sorry for the unpleasantness just now..." Red Watson struggled to support his body, and his old cheeks with blood-free face squeezed out a stiff smile: "I hope you don't mind."

"Haha, Lord Reed, I'm not as stingy as you imagined. Since you have apologized, of course I won't mind..." Lin Yun nodded with a smile. After saying that, he suddenly frowned and turned to look at Reed Watson: "By the way, Lord Reed, about compensating the Watson family..."

"Ah... no, no, it's because I'm not strict in discipline, I blame me for not needing compensation from the Merlin family." Red Watson was shocked, his whole body was sweating coldly, and his heart was beating even more "thumping".

Damn, this is not a joke...

If I really continue to bite myself, Mafameilin, a damn guy, might have killed me.

"Mark Watson, you should really discipline it..." Lin Yun nodded, his brows still frowned, his face seemed very serious, and after he finished speaking, he fell into silence.

"Merlin...Magic Merlin, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Lin Yun's pretty cheek, he waited for three or four minutes. After being nervous, Reid Watson mustered up the courage to speak.

To be honest, if possible, he really wanted to leave here immediately.

"I was wondering, if you accidentally hurt your Excellency Reid so seriously this time, it will inevitably have a certain impact on your magical path. Your head of the Watson family, Lord Carl, or the Speaker of the Ancestral Council, will you come to me to ask for compensation again after knowing this matter..."

"This...this shouldn't be..."

"What does it mean?" Lin Yun looked at Red Watson with a little dissatisfaction.

"Magic Merlin, no, absolutely no, I promise you that I was wrong today. Even if I was seriously injured, I would have asked myself..."

"Haha, I'm really relieved that you can understand this..."

“…”

Reed Watson really had the urge to cry. This was really a "chiluo" bully, and it was not a little concealed. However, even though he knew this, Reed Watson didn't dare to say anything more. Instead, he looked at Lin Yun carefully and squeezed out a stiff smile: "Master Merlin, can I leave now..."

"You can leave at any time..." Lin Yun nodded, then frowned: "However, you are injured so seriously, it's a bit inconvenient, right?"

After saying that, Lin Yun used his spiritual contract to send a paging to the dragon-blooded orc. About four or five minutes later, he rushed over with the slaughtered dragon-blooded orc off duty: "Mr. Meilin, what's the matter?"
Chapter completed!