The broken wood burst out to pieces shatter the wide leaves of the surrounding bushes. The small tree with a diameter of 30 cm was interrupted in half. The stones attached with huge kinetic energy broke the small tree and flew more than 50 meters away. Finally, it hit a small mound and raised a piece of dust and disappeared!

"This power is almost as powerful as a sniper"!

Punk observed the broken tree stump and thought in surprise.

According to the system analysis, the magic consumed by this secondary catapult is less than one-tenth of the total amount of Punk's magic. In just three seconds, his magic power was restored. Punk knew that although his recovery speed was indeed faster than that of ordinary mages, it would not be much faster, only 100% or 20%!

so……

"The power level in this world is high enough. This is just a low-level magic. I wonder how powerful those high-level magic will be."

Before I knew it, my determination to become stronger became stronger!

Then Punk practiced several more spells. After practicing casting many times, the casting time was finally compressed to within 1 to 2 seconds. These spells gave Punk a flexible and diverse means, especially the spell of secondary mage armor. According to system analysis, its defense is no less than three centimeters thick steel plate!

Now that Punk has the defense and attack power that is no less than armored vehicles, he finally has enough means to protect himself, and it is time to start his journey.

The first goal is to find a village first!

Punk is not a wizard of the seclusion school, and the knowledge left by his parents is enough to reach the formal level, so communication and learning are both essential.

However, Punk had no idea how big the jungle he was in and how far away from the villages and towns. In the Feren plane, the land was vast and sparsely populated, which was not just a talk! Punk didn't want to wander in this humid but jungle for ten days and half a month!

At this time, prophetic spells can always help lost travelers.

Punk found a spell that was more reliable in his memory. Although it was only an apprentice level and his ability to obtain information was worth considering, the information that Punk wanted to obtain had not been blocked by magic, and the information pointing object did not have any unusual power, so this "internal divination technique" should be enough!

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Punk looked at a pile of scattered pieces on the ground...now called meat paste, once called rabbit...the thing was a little stunned.

"Sure enough, is magic or something not suitable for hunting..."

Punk wants to find a small animal to "borrow" its internal organs. Although in theory, the higher the organisms used, the better the internal organs, the better, but now all punk can find rabbits...

"According to systematic analysis, it is recommended that the host use the method of "manually throwing stones" to capture small mammals."

"…………Shut up".

Although I was reluctant, it turned out... the system was right!

Now Punk is standing in a small open space with a blood-oozing rabbit on his head. The little rabbit in mid-air with his ears seems to feel a disaster, so it struggles desperately regardless of the pain in its ears!

But even if Punk is a mage with little strength, he will not let a rabbit escape.

Punk quickly cut the rabbit's belly with a silver knife found in his pocket. With the precise assistance of the system, the knife cut the rabbit's skin and muscles without hurting the internal organs at all.

Punk quickly recited an obscure spell. The principle of visceral divination is to use the trick of biological internal organs to connect biological souls, and use other biological souls to amplify their souls' perception of mysterious information in the dark to obtain information.

So the more the rabbit's soul dissipates, the worse the spell effect will be!

With the long spell whispering, Punk let go of his mind and prepares to receive the information. He only felt that there seemed to be a layer of fog in front of him, the green jungle began to blur, and a sticky thing seemed to penetrate into his brain and stir. Then... he felt the information that seemed to appear out of thin air.

"Walking west for a morning, there are small rivers, and walking downstream of the river for a morning, there are villages and towns"!

The next second, the fog and stickiness disappeared. Punk found that he was squatting on the ground at some point, and his staff was thrown aside. He was holding up a large ball of rabbit internal organs with his hands, as if he was about to apply it to his face!

Punk left his internal organs and stood up. He couldn't help but frown slightly. No wonder this magic is in the evil camp. The casting feels really weird. Punk guessed that this magic was probably invented by a very powerful mage. The principle used in it is very high. Even if it can be used at the apprentice level, it is just like a child who can use firearms, and he just operates step by step and knows nothing about the true mystery.

"Even low-level magic is full of charm, this world is amazing."

A flame called excitement ignited in Punk's heart. He used a spell-based deficit removal technique. The friction on the filthy blood was converted into etheric energy and dissipated. Within a few seconds, the friction on the blood would be "ethericized". Punk's blood quickly fell to the ground, and his hands returned to clean and white.

Cut a few small pieces of grease from the rabbit as possible to use spell casting materials in the future and put them in the pockets that the robe has brought (the robe has designed a large number of pockets to facilitate storage). He ignored the rabbits that were still twitching on the ground. Since his rebirth, he felt that his appetite for fruits, vegetables and other plants was much greater than that of meat, thanks to the punk's ancient elf bloodline.

Putting a secondary mage armor on himself, and blessing a perspective technique (seeing through thinner objects to discover enemies, and thinking of facing the wall in a wrong way), Punk happily walked west.

"Only a cautious mage can live long."

Punk thought.

The jungle was not big. In just two or three hours, Punk walked out of the jungle and entered the junction of the jungle and the plain.

With systematic navigation, punk easily locks the West and will not deviate. It is still early in the morning, and the two suns have just risen from the southwest (yes, there are two suns in the world of Feren, both rising in the southwest and setting in the northeast). The grass under his feet makes a creaking sound and is extremely tough. Now it is in the tender season (Ferren is divided into six seasons a year: tender season, eternal season, hot sun season, harvest season, sudden wind season, cold winter). The dewdrops of grass leaves wet Punk's leather boots, but Punk doesn't care at all. He walks briskly with his staff.

Because Punk intentionally speeded up, he saw the river mentioned in the prophecy, which was more like a large stream than a river. The entire river channel is at most four meters wide and the river water is also very shallow. However, the river water that has not been damaged by industrial wastewater is clear and can see pebbles at the bottom of the river through the river. There are no fish in the river. Punk only saw a small fish with a slender body and a small horn on his head swimming scattered in the river. Everything looks elegant and quiet.

But... ", you have to clear out some disappointing little monsters first, so that you can continue to enjoy the beautiful scenery when you have time."

Punk looked at a large and somewhat abnormal bush by the river, and in his eyes that blessed the perspective technique, a faint magic light spiraled around his pupils!
Chapter completed!