Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master Chapter 84: Winner


"The questions just now, I can answer you now." Lin Li still has a smile on his face, but the fierce light in his eyes is the same as when he was on the steps of the emerald tower, Cromwell. No doubt, the other party will kill himself while raising his hand: "First of all, I am indeed a pharmacist. As for my medicine..."

   Lin Li looked back at the place where he had fallen. An empty glass bottle was lying there quietly. Not long ago, it was still filled with a full bottle of Prophet’s potion.

   Until now, he is still grateful for his decision. Fortunately, he prepared a bottle of Prophet’s Potion before the duel...

   When the sky staff released the huge magical energy, Lin Li did not hesitate at all. He took the Prophet’s potion from his pocket and drank it. The black lotus petals are extremely precious, but no matter how precious it is, it will definitely It is not more important than your own life.

   The moment he drank the Prophet’s Potion, Lin Li completely grasped everything that happened in the next ten seconds. It was a feeling of insight. He not only knew that Cromwell was about to release, it would be a nineteenth level. Magic, knowing that the power of this magic comes from the eighteenth-level magic crystal. He even knows that the singing time of this magic is ten seconds...

   So everything after that became extremely simple.

   In fact, Lin Li only did two things in those ten seconds.

  The first thing is to walk over.

   The second thing is to use a gold stick to point on the eighteenth-level magic crystal.

  The golden rod plated with deep silver, almost in an instant, the eighteenth-level magic crystal was completely restored to the most basic magic essence, and the huge source of magic power was lost. How could the strength of the fourteenth-level magician be able to support magic close to the legendary level?

   Under that terrifying spell backlash, his magic power collapsed almost instantaneously, completely turning into a useless person.

  , a scene that is almost miraculous to the audience, is actually that simple.

   A bottle of potion and a golden rod completely turned Cromwell into a waste.

  "Okay Cromwell Mage, I have answered your question, now it is your turn to answer my question." Lin Li stared at Cromwell's eyes tightly: "Mr. McGregor And Ina, where are they now?"

  As soon as Lin Li’s eyes were in contact, Cromwell shrank subconsciously, losing the protection of magic. He was worse than a poor bug. At this time, his expression was dull and his eyes cringed. A little bit of the spirited look before? How could it be like a fourteenth-level wizard?

   "Your time is running out, Cromwell Mage." Cromwell's silence caused Lin Li to frown. He didn't like to do this kind of forced confession.

  "They...should be in the dungeon of the Merlin family..." Cromwell swallowed hard. Just after speaking, he realized that his voice was so dry.

   "Oh, thank you."

   Lin Li still had a warm and polite smile on his face, as if he was talking to an old friend about the weather, but in the next instant, a cone of ice had been shot from his hand and passed through Crenway on the spot. Your chest...

   Lin Li is not Cromwell. He doesn't need to humiliate the opponent, let alone vent anything. As for whether the defeated Cromwell will beg for mercy, Lin Li is even less interested in caring.

   For him, this is just a duel. The purpose of the duel is to kill the opponent.

   If it wasn't for asking about the whereabouts of McGregor and his daughter, he wouldn't even be interested in talking to Cromwell.

   There were no screams, no curse before death, some just a "plop", and then Cromwell fell straight down, until this time, he did not understand Lin Li's sentence " What do you mean by "Your time is running out...

   The moment Cromwell fell, Old Merlin closed his eyes in pain.

  The hundreds of spectators in the stands felt a chill rising from their vests almost at the same time...

   This young wizard named Ferre is really terrifying. He tolerates his disadvantages and calms his advantages. After he has mastered the situation thoroughly, he will never give the enemy a chance to kill Cromwell. Remember that the ice cone is clean and neat, without any muddle.

   If possible, they would never want to be enemies like this.

   After a brief silence, there was thunderous applause.

  Except for Old Merlin, everyone stood up from their seats and dedicated the warmest applause to the winner of the duel.

   "Good job!" Greian was even more excited like a child, standing high on the seat, jumping and shouting, a fat face full of ecstatic smiles~IndoMTL.com~ just like it is. He won the duel himself.

   "Congratulations, President Grean." Ysera's white face, with a hint of joy, turned back Grean shook hands, and clapped to Lin Li excitedly.

   "Congratulations." Reuben's words have always been so brief, but there is still a hint of excitement in his voice.

   "Hahahaha, the same joy, the same joy!"

   Compared with the low-key of the two, Grean's laughter was extremely arrogant, and his gong-like voice could be heard in almost half of the square.

   Hearing Grean’s sigh of joy, the smiles on the faces of the patriarchs of the two families grew stronger, which meant that Grean had recognized their ally as an ally. After this duel, the Magic Guild’s dominance of Garros was overwhelming , In the future, among the major forces of Garros, it is not who is stronger, but who is closer to the Magic Guild.

   And the two families that first lean on the Magic Guild will undoubtedly have an absolute advantage in this comparison.

   In the thunderous applause, the voice of City Lord Isaac clearly spread to everyone's ears.

   "Now, as an impartial man, I declare that the winner of this duel is Ferre from the Magic Guild!"

   Isaac’s voice completely ignited the atmosphere in the Dawn Plaza. Whether it was a wealthy business man or a large number of leaders, they all shouted the name of the winner at the same time, in such a way, to greet the winner of the duel.

  "Winner-Ferre!"

  Garros is a city that advocates the strong. At this moment, except for Lao Meilin, everyone has put aside the off-court factors and the grudges between each other. There should only be one protagonist in the morning square. There should be only one voice, that is Ferre of the Magic Guild!

  


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