"I can answer those questions now." Lin Li still had a smile on his face, but the fierce light in his eyes was the same as when he was on the steps of the Emerald Tower, Cromwell had no doubt that the other party would kill him with a raise of his hand: "First of all, I am indeed a pharmacist, as for my potion ......"

Lin Li looked back at the place where he had fallen earlier, an empty glass bottle was lying there quietly, and not long ago, it was still filled with a full bottle of prophetic potion.

To this day, he was glad that he had made a bottle of Prophetic Elixir before the duel......

When the Firmament Staff released a huge amount of magical energy, Lin Li did not hesitate at all, and directly took out the prophetic potion from his pocket and drank it, the black lotus petals were extremely precious, but no matter how precious it was, it would never be more important than his 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 knowing everything, not only did he know that what Cromwell was about to release would be a nineteenth-level magic, but he also knew that the power of this magic came from the eighteenth-level magic crystal, and he even knew that the chanting time of this magic was ten seconds......

So everything after that became incredibly simple.

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

The first thing to do is to walk over.

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

The gold rod plated with deep silver, almost in an instant, completely reduced the eighteenth-level magic crystal to the most basic magic essence, and lost the huge source of magic power, with the strength of Cromwell's fourteenth-level magician, how could it support the magic close to the legendary level?

Under the terrifying spell backlash, his magic power collapsed almost instantly, and he completely turned into a waste.

In the eyes of the audience, it is almost a miraculous scene, but it is actually as simple as that.

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

"Alright Cromwell Magician, I've answered your question, and now it's your turn to answer mine." Lin Li stared at Cromwell's eyes tightly: "Mr. McGreeney and Ina, where are they now?" ”

As soon as he made contact with Lin Li's gaze, Cromwell subconsciously shrank back, losing the protection of magic, he was worse than a poor bug, his expression was dull at this time, his eyes were cringinge, and how could he still have a little bit of the high-spirited appearance before? How can he still look like a fourteenth-level magician?

"You're running out of time, Cromwell Magician." Cromwell's silence made Lin Li frown, he didn't like to do this kind of forced confession.

"They...... It should be in the dungeon of the Merlin family......" Cromwell swallowed with difficulty, and just as he could say this, 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 moment, an ice pick had already shot out of his hand and passed through Cromwell's chest on the spot......

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

For him, it was just a duel, and the purpose of the duel was to kill the opponent.

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to find out the whereabouts of McGreney's father and daughter, he wouldn't even be interested in talking to Cromwell.

There was no terrible scream, no curse before death, there was just a "plop", and then Cromwell fell straight and straight, and it was only at this time that he understood what Lin Li meant 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 rise from their vests almost at the same time......

This young magician named Ferrey is really terrifying, forbearance in disadvantages, calm in advantages, and after thoroughly mastering the situation, he will never give the enemy a chance, and the ice pick that killed Cromwell is clean and clean, without dragging the mud and water.

If possible, they would never want to be an enemy of such a person.

After a brief silence, there was thunderous applause.

Everyone, with the exception of Old Merlin, rose from their seats and gave the most enthusiastic applause to the winner of the duel.

"Well done!" Greion was even more excited like a child, standing high in his seat and jumping and shouting, his fat face full of ecstatic smiles, as if he had won the duel himself.

"Congratulations to President Grayand." With a hint of joy on Isera's fair face, Grean shook her hand and applauded excitedly.

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

"Hahahaha, rejoicing together!"

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

Hearing Gray's rejoicing, the smiles on the faces of the patriarchs of the two families became stronger, which means that Gray's identity as their allies has been recognized, after this duel, the magic guild will be unstoppable to unify Garros, and in the future, the major forces of Garros will no longer be more powerful, but who has a closer relationship with the magic guild.

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

In the midst of this thunderous applause, the voice of the Isaac City Lord clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Now, as a just person, I declare that the winner of this duel is, Ferret, of the Magic Guild!"

Isaac's voice completely ignited the atmosphere in Dawn Square, and both wealthy businessmen and celebrities and many heads of power shouted the name of the victor at the same time, in such a way, to greet the winner of the duel.

"Victor - Ferré!"

Garros is a city that admires the strong, at this moment, except for Old Merlin, everyone put aside the factors outside the field, put aside the grievances between each other, on the Dawn Square, there should only be one protagonist, and there should only be one voice, that is Fei Lei of the Magic Guild!