"Fuck!" Lin Yun immediately cursed. He didn't even think before casting a Flame Burst.
The current Lin Yun was already standing at the peak of the 9th Rank of the Great Mage realm. His strength had more than doubled compared to when he was a 5th Rank Great Mage. Even if the 9th Rank High Mage Hoen appeared again, he would have to admit his inferiority in front of the current Lin Yun. The power of the Flame Burst thrown in anger could be imagined.
A loud rumble echoed as the Flame Burst blossomed with dazzling flames, shaking the ground in an instant.
"Who is it!" Then, Lin Yun heard a flustered and exasperated voice. "Fuck, who ambushed me? Get the fuck out here!"
Lin Yun frowned and got out of the carriage.
At this time, Lin Yun discovered that the caravan had already reached Edge Rift. There was a camp in front of them, and from the signs on the tents, it should be the camp of the Silver Moon Mercenaries. There were steep cliffs on both sides, and there was a road that could only accommodate one carriage. The flustered and exasperated voice had come from that road.
Lin Yun looked from a distance and found out that it was a young mage in his thirties. His face was covered in dirt, as if he had just been burned. The mana fluctuations emitted by him were at the level of a 7th or 8th Rank Great Mage. It seemed that this was the culprit who had disturbed him at such a crucial moment.
Lin Yun narrowed his eyes as he thought of the character that was about to be completed. He looked at that flustered and exasperated mage with undisguised killing intent. That was the closest he had come to success after experiencing countless failures. Being disturbed under such circumstances, it was easy to imagine how angry Lin Yun was.
Although Lin Yun would be able to avoid many detours after this experience, he couldn't suppress the anger of being disturbed at such a crucial moment.
Unfortunately, that young Great Mage simply didn't know that he was already walking further and further down the path of death.
"How can you people from Thousand Sails City be so shameless? If you want to snatch this Mutant Beastman, just say it. Is there a need to resort to such a despicable sneak attack? "
"Hmm?" Lin Yun froze when he heard this. He cast a Mage Eye and discovered a strange-looking Beastman lying not far from the young Great Mage. It was slender and small, and its appearance was far from being as sinister as an ordinary Beastman's. If it weren't for its iconic dark red skin, Lin Yun wouldn't have been able to tell that it was a Beastman.
The strangest thing was that the aura emitted by this mutated beast actually had a hint of dragon aura!
"Draconic Beastman?"
After sensing that wisp of faintly discernible Dragon Might, Lin Yun immediately understood that this was a Draconic Beastman, the descendant of a Dragon and a Beast. Moreover, it was the first generation with the purest bloodline. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to emit such a wisp of Dragon Might.
Draconic Beastmen were very rare.
They were born with the ability to dual cultivate magic and martial. Their Beastman bloodline gave them outstanding defensive abilities, as well as powerful innate mana. This made it very easy for them to reach the Expert Swordsman realm after reaching adulthood. If they obtained a profound martial inheritance, it wouldn't be impossible for them to step into the Sword Saint realm.
And the Draconic Bloodline gave them shocking casting ability.
No, this kind of casting ability was completely different from mages. This was Draconic magic inherited from their bloodline. It was far more direct and concise than human magic. They didn't need to study magic, they didn't need to memorize incantations, they only needed their innate Draconic Bloodline to have casting abilities that human mages couldn't compare to.
Lin Yun hadn't expected that a Draconic Beastman would appear in the conquered Edge Rift.
'But wouldn't the method to nurture Draconic Beastmen have to wait for a few hundred years, after the Black Tower eliminated the Gaugass Battlemages that claimed to be descendants of the Ancient Gods?'
'Could it be that the method to nurture Draconic Beastmen has already appeared?'
This guess startled Lin Yun.
But soon, Lin Yun understood that he was just scaring himself.
"I'll tell you, this Variant Beastman's blood is a magic material that my teacher, Master Alchemist Fran, wants. If you want to snatch it, try and see if you can handle the anger of a Master Alchemist!"
"Magic material?" Lin Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Using a Draconic Beastman's blood as a magic material, how could Fran think of something like that?
Draconic Beastman's blood was half Draconic and half Beastman's blood. Using it as a magic material would be very unstable. Among the alchemists of the entire Andalusia, only a few Artisans could control Draconic Beastman's blood.
As for Fran …
In his next life.
Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Lin Yun wasn't interested in saying anything else. He directly extended his hand and a huge amount of mana was released. The Draconic Beastman's slender body floated down in front of Lin Yun like a straw.
Lin Yun looked down and saw that the Draconic Beastman had been seriously injured and was currently unconscious. There were traces of magic attacks all over his body, some were burnt black, some were cold, and although none of them were fatal, there were several dozen of them. Just one look was enough to show what kind of torture he had suffered.
After thinking about it, Lin Yun took out a dagger from his pocket and softly cut the Draconic Beastman's finger. A few drops of dark red blood immediately dripped down, and a glass test tube appeared in Lin Yun's hand as if by magic. Not a single drop leaked out.
"It really is a Draconic Beastman." Lin Yun didn't have time to study the blood in the test tube when he saw that the wound made by the dagger was rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lin Yun knew with a glance that this was the formidable self-healing ability of the Beastman bloodline. This race that lived in the Extreme Northern Wasteland had innately stronger bodies than humans.
"You are quite bold!" The young Great Mage's anger could be imagined when the Variant Beastman flew away. He didn't even think about whether he could deal with a mage that could grab a Variant Beastman from several dozen meters away.
The young Great Mage only knew that this person not only sneak attacked him, but also ruined the mission given to him by his teacher.
The young Great Mage was completely blinded by anger. He raised his magic staff and chanted a few incantations. In an instant, three Frost Spikes tore through the air, emitting sharp sounds.
"Hmm?" Lin Yun coldly snorted when the sound of something tearing through the air echoed. He didn't do anything and only glanced at the three icicles from afar.
But with just one glance, the mana fluctuations in the surroundings suddenly flared up.
Then, a horrified expression appeared on the young Great Mage's face, because he clearly saw the three lightning-fast Frost Spikes forcibly stop in midair.
"Do you know that your Earthquake Spell has already disturbed me and caused me to lose a chance to break through?"
"Is that so?" The strange pause of the three Frost Spikes had already made the young Great Mage pale, but he still wasn't willing to give in. "So what if I disturbed you? I don't have time to pay attention to this!"
"Is that so …" Lin Yun shook his head and didn't say anything else.
Then, a sharp sound echoed once again.
The three Frost Spikes actually changed direction in midair and flew back at an unimaginable speed. That speed was too fast, so fast that no one could react. The young Great Mage didn't even have time to scream before his chest was pierced by the three Frost Spikes.
"You … You …" The young Great Mage stood there in a daze, blood gushing out of his wound like a fountain. Disbelief could be seen on his face as he looked at Lin Yun from afar. After saying "you" twice, he finally fell to the ground with a "thud".
"Mafa Merlin!" Fran had just gotten off the carriage at this time.
But this was the scene that he saw.
"Mafa Merlin, you … You killed Lithur!" Raging flames were burning in Fran's eyes.
This was Fran's most valued disciple. He was already an 8th Rank Great Mage at the age of thirty and was about to become a Master Alchemist. Fran had even thought about using most of the loot from the Vaughn Treasury on this disciple to make him become a High Mage and Master Alchemist as soon as possible.
Fran knew that his own talent wasn't very good. Being able to become a Master Alchemist in this life was already very fortunate. It was almost impossible for him to become an Artisan. Thus, Fran had pinned all his hopes on this disciple.
But now, they were still a day away from the Vaughn Treasury, yet his most valued disciple had been killed.
The three Frost Spikes piercing Lithur's chest were equivalent to severing Fran's inheritance. This was a hatred that would never rest until Fran was dead!
"Turns out it was Master Alchemist Fran's disciple. I'm sorry, I didn't notice …" Lin Yun replied lightly.
"You didn't notice!" Fran enunciated each word as he stared at Lin Yun with bloodshot eyes, wishing he could bite off a piece of meat from Lin Yun's body.
"Yes, I just told this Great Mage Lithur that his Earthquake disturbed me and made me lose an opportunity to break through. This Great Mage Lithur said the same thing, he told me that he didn't notice …" Lin Yun didn't back down as he stared at Fran.
"So what if Lithur disturbed you? Are you willing to kill him for an insignificant opportunity to break through?" Fran's words were somewhat incoherent due to his anger.
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