Chapter 27: How Many Times Do You Want To Recover?

  Ge Rui'an supported himself with one hand on the thick waist, panting heavily, his fat body heaving violently as he gasped for air. His pale, chubby face was covered in cold sweat, and although he still glared at Old Mei Lin with a fierce expression, everyone present knew that he was now at his last gasp...

  Lao Meilin was not much better than him. When landing, he even needed to rely on Cromwell's support to barely stand firm.

  But for some reason, Lao Meilin's pale face always had a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

  Gillian's had enough, the situation is clear: both are powerful mages who have exhausted their magic, now neither can do anything to the other, what makes you still smile with confidence?

  Actually, at the moment when both sides' magic was exhausted, Gruian still had a hint of joy in his heart. Now everyone is not a great magician, there are dozens of people standing behind me, and soon they will rush up together, just messing around is enough to make you drink a pot, let alone I have the physical advantage, think about it, two or three hundred pounds of strong men pounce on you, just the pressure can crush you...

  So Greg couldn't understand why Old Mei Lin was still smiling with confidence despite his own overwhelming advantage.

  The old man glared at him with both eyes: "You've been beaten like this by me and you can still laugh, what the hell are you, an ostrich?"

  Old Merlin, supported by Cromwell, although barely stable, still looked somewhat weak. He didn't respond to Grian's shouting and just covered his chest, letting out a severe cough. At this moment, Old Merlin looked like an old man in the twilight years, frail and weak, with no hint of the grandeur of a great wizard.

  But no matter how weak, Old Mei Lin's face always had a hint of a confident smile.

  Gillian looked more and more displeased, forcing his weak body to move forward towards the old plum forest. He decided not to let the guild's magicians take action, he wanted to personally crush that damned Old Plum.

  But as Old Mei Lin's smile grew bigger, a withered right hand reached into his pocket, and Grian's expression suddenly froze.

  Because he saw Old Mei Lin take something out of his pocket.

  It was a sky blue crystal, under the afterglow of sunset, the crystal was refracting a colorful halo.

  That light is resplendent and enchanting, just like the most beautiful dream.

  A pure and unadulterated magical aura was slowly emanating from the crystal, with not a single impurity in its breath. It was pure and clean, warm and soft, just like a gentle stream flowing through the countryside, silently nourishing the earth.

  The smile of Lao Mei Lin, who had a plan in mind, looked even more profound and mysterious under the crystal halo.

  "If you also had a powerful crystal, I think you would be laughing like me now..." Although responding to Grian's question, Old Merlin's eyes were still fixed on the crystal in his hand, and the colorful halo made him feel a little intoxicated and reluctant to part with it.

  The voice of Lao Meilin echoed far and wide, and the entire Jade Tower suddenly fell silent.

  Everyone's gaze fell on that point of light, with confusion, shock, greed and doubt, all kinds of emotions intertwined, creating a bizarre atmosphere under the emerald tower.

  Everyone present was at least a fifth-level magician, except for Lin Li, who had heard of the great name of Strong Ability Crystal. It was almost every magician's dream to have such a powerful calming effect on their minds, which almost completely avoided the backlash of magic when casting spells. For a magician, the backlash of magic was more terrifying than the enemy, and the Strong Ability Crystal could also amplify the meditation effect, making it terrifying as long as it was placed by one's side.

  But what makes the Strong Crystal truly powerful is its ability to fully restore magical power.

  For a magician, there is probably nothing more precious than magic power.

  A complete magical recovery at a critical moment can almost change everything.

  Just like the two great mages in front of him, who were also the strongest magicians in Gallos City, had exhausted their last bit of magic power. Even Old Merlin's situation was more severe than Garian's, he could barely stand upright. Yet at this critical moment, he unexpectedly pulled out a powerful crystal...

  When the blue strong crystal was taken out, Grian's face changed instantly. His originally pale and chubby face turned a frightening pale blue color, an expression that was almost desperate. Whoever faced this situation would probably only have deep despair in their heart.

  Both sides exhausted their magic at the same time, but the enemy had a chance to fully recover their magic at the most critical moment... probably nothing in this world is more helpless than this.

  Gillian stood there in a daze, his gaze at the old plum forest was already somewhat dull. He had never felt so powerless before. Although they were evenly matched enemies, he might be crushed to death by the other side in the next instant, as easily as crushing an ant without any effort.

  After the initial trance, the magicians of the Emerald Tower also seemed to have suddenly realized what this powerful crystal meant - it meant that Old Merlin could kill Grian at any time and let the Magic Guild fall into an irreparable situation.

  But when they realized this, almost all the magicians' faces showed deep fear. Everyone knew that the Magician's Guild was actually Greian's personal magician guild. The reason it could survive for twenty years in such a difficult environment and still rival the Merlin family, the first magic family of France, was because of Greian alone.

  Once Gryffindor falls, the entire Magic Association will be completely finished...

  At this time, probably only Lin Li was still unclear about the situation. He looked at Old Mei Lin with a strange expression, thinking that this old man was smiling so obscenely, had he grasped some kind of secret weapon? Not understanding is a good habit, so Lin Li used his elbow to nudge Kevin beside him and asked very sincerely: "What's that thing in the old man's hand?"

  "Power Crystal." Kevin was a bit distracted, he was worried about Grian's situation, but under Lin Li's repeated questioning, he simply recounted the origin of the Power Crystal: "In addition to calming the mind and enhancing meditation effects, it also has the power to fully recover magic, although this power can only be used once, but in the current situation, Uncle Grian is probably..."

  "Recover magic?" Lin Li was taken aback, Gruian that old guy looked like a clever person, usually also knew how to squeeze the remaining value out of him, but today he saw a broken crystal and was actually scared stupid? Could it be that he had been hit in the head by Old Mei Lin...

  Restore magic... Lin Li touched his nose, he really wanted to ask Ge Rui'an: "How many times do you want to restore?"