"Are you an enchanter?" The little fat man immediately seemed to see hope of survival - the elves also had life, and Xiwei gave them powerful magical power but also made their lives particularly fragile.
"It doesn't count!" Dulan moved dexterously and rushed into the group of ghost babies. These hateful monsters immediately swarmed up. He opened his bow left and right, and the attack power of the vampire scimitar was indeed very sharp. Unfortunately, these ghost babies were not
Living creatures cannot exert the [blood-sucking] effect on the scimitar. Almost in the blink of an eye, Dulan had several minor wounds on his calf and right shoulder. These ghost babies cannot be harmed by their best psychic spells.
Duran, this made them crazy, so they could only harass Duran with ordinary attacks that were not very powerful.
His clothes, especially the trousers, were torn into strips of cloth, which looked both embarrassing and ridiculous. Each ghost baby had about five to six points of life - they were immune to physical attacks and also lost their immunity to magic damage.
Too much resistance. In just a few minutes, Dulan killed the opponent alone and was completely defeated.
The fire damage on the two scimitars can be stacked repeatedly. Du Lan's sword skills are extremely superb, and he killed half of the ghost babies neatly. The remaining half, out of fear or other factors, took advantage of Du Lan's sword skills.
Lan screamed and ran away as he killed their companions.
To be honest, these ghost babies give a lot of experience value. Each ghost baby only has five or six points of life, but the corresponding experience value is as high as 700 points. Of course, the unique immune killing method determines if
If Duran had not had the skill of quick enchantment, he would have suffered a big loss. From this point of view, this rich experience is completely within the normal range.
"Hey, they escaped." Ned loudly pointed at several monsters that disappeared into the mist and asked, "Should we chase them?"
"Us?" Duran put away his scimitar angrily, took out the roll of combat bandages, and began to bandage his wounds: "Is it me or us? Or yourself?"
The little fat man flew down from Dulan's head and rubbed his hands apologetically: "Oh, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to. My memory is usually pretty good, but today is a bit special... Okay,
I admit that I was a little too excited. As soon as I heard that I might be summoned to the legendary Feinan continent, I was overly excited."
"You were so excited that you left the guy who was eating at home? I really don't know what to say. Next time I summon the flame elf user, you should stay back." Duran squeezed the wound on his calf and wrapped it around it.
There were layers of bandages. He held one end of the bandage in his mouth and said vaguely: "Hey, help me."
Ned was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that Duran asked him to help cut off the bandage. He hurriedly reached out to grab the bandage that Duran indicated with his eyes, and wanted to pick up the vampire scimitar from the ground and cut it. Who knew
At this moment, a flame suddenly jumped out of his body.
"Puff puff!" The flames ignited on the bandage, and the combat bandage that had been sprayed with a large amount of alcohol immediately caught fire!
"Oh my God!" Ned panicked and tried to help Duran put out the flames. Who knew that the fire was getting higher and higher in the blink of an eye - Duran didn't even have time to react, and the powerful flames engulfed him, and his
All the clothes caught fire, and except for a few pieces of magic equipment with unusual textures, all items were likely to be burned.
"Damn, little fat guy! Stay away from me!" Dulan pointed at the Elf Envoy with tears in his eyes. He jumped back suddenly and rolled on the ground several times before extinguishing the flames on his body. Fortunately, he was here.
It is a village of bones. The fog is thick and the ground is cold, making it difficult for fire to spread. Even so, Dulan, who had finally put out the flames, became extremely embarrassed.
"I don't know what to say." As soon as Dulan pulled the debris in the ruins, he knew that the roll of combat bandages had been burned, and his wounds could not be treated. The only thing that can be called fortunate is that Dulan's
The Flame Lord talent freed him from the pain of burns, and the fire immunity attribute also prevented Ned's flames from causing real damage to Duran.
"I, I, I... Under normal circumstances, I can still control the flames on my body. Believe me." Ned almost cried in embarrassment, "Look, I lay on you for so long just now, and I didn't even let go."
The flames jump on your body."
Dulan glared at him, then took out the spare clothes from the little devil's tail and quickly put them on: "Listen, don't get too close to me, I don't want these clothes to be burned again."
"Hey, I really don't know what happened. That flame seems to be involuntarily attracted to you. I can't control it. He, he, he jumped over by himself!" Ned argued.
Dulan sighed: "Okay, little fat man, I believe you don't mean any harm..." At the same time, he silently added in his heart: It was my own unlucky fate that summoned an unreliable elf messenger——
It's really a once-in-a-lifetime thing.
Ned blinked: "Then, will we still be friends?"
"Friends?" Duran buttoned up his coat. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't help but smile: "Of course we are friends - friends who met each other."
The little fat man lowered his head and said in frustration: "Then you won't summon me next time?"
Duran gave a friendly smile: "Absolutely not." Who would summon a guy who can only cause trouble? Although this guy didn't seem to mean it.
Ned could only shrug his head listlessly.
In such a crisis-ridden place, Dulan no longer has the energy to take care of this little guy's emotions. Although the ghost babies have dispersed, the sense of crisis in Dulan's heart has not diminished by half. He must arrive at the mission location as soon as possible to resolve the matter.
Find out the ins and outs - even if you don't figure it out, at least kill the evil entity that needs to be killed. As for Lord Ned, the half-hour contract has expired, so let him go home immediately and forget about today's events.
When Dulan was thinking this, he sorted out some of his equipment and checked the status. What made him a little strange was that the contract auxiliary system showed that Duran's life was at 100% at this time——
Just now, Duran's bandage was not completely applied, so logically speaking, it should have been burned away by Ned's flames before it had time to take effect. To say the least, even if the battle bandage takes effect, this thing can't
It's not the holy water of the church or some powerful magic. It's impossible for Duran's health to be fully restored at once?
Dulan unzipped his trousers strangely, but was shocked to find that the wound scratched by the ghost baby was continuously healing, and a small circle of orange-red flame was miraculously repairing Dulan's wound. Dulan's heart moved, and he quickly pulled
When other wounds were opened, the results were exactly the same as those on the calf, and all the wounds healed quickly.
"What's going on?" Dulan was a little confused.
"Hey, Dulan, are you okay?" the little fat man asked timidly, and then he asked strangely: "By the way, why were you okay after being burned by my flames? You must not be an ordinary human being.
Right? That's right, it's impossible for ordinary humans to appear in such a place, and of course it's impossible to summon a flame elf."
Ned's words reminded Duran - "Flame, flame, is it the cause of the flame!?" He quickly browsed the previous information of the contract auxiliary system. Because the flames came suddenly, he did not even have time to observe the information auxiliary system.
Report, I didn’t react until now.
[Warning: Your body will be burned by unknown flames!]
[Tip: This flame has been analyzed and is temporarily named Flame No. 215.]
[Analysis: The No. 215 flame is harmless to the contractor. The No. 215 flame resonates with the contractor's own talent, the Flame King. The specific results are being calculated...]
[Tip: Your health is recovering and your wounds are healing.]
[Tip: Your talent Flame King has changed, please check the specific information]
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"The flame king's talent actually resonates with the little fat man's flame? This is really incredible." Duran looked down the information column, and there was a new row of passive characteristics at the bottom of the flame king's talent column:
[Gift of Fire]: Specific flames cannot harm you, but will increase your life. (Specific flames refer to a very small number of special flames. Only one type has been found so far, named Flame No. 215. This flame comes from a young flame.
Elf Envoy, after identification, this Elf Envoy is extremely special, with a 69% chance of being an extremely rare [Lucky Elf Envoy])
Dulan was stunned when he saw this line of information. He stared at it for half a minute before he came to his senses.
"I'll go... is there such a thing?" Dulan cast his eyes on the little fat man in disbelief.
This guy's flames can actually heal his own injuries? Wait! Also, the contract auxiliary system identified Ned's identity as unusual. He is the legendary lucky elf user?
What is a Lucky Elf? It is said that he has the potential to grow into an Elf King!
Dulan himself suddenly felt stunned by happiness.
On the other hand, Ned was horrified by Duran's gaze. The little fat man subconsciously crossed his arms and said pitifully: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'll go back when the time is up, no."
I'll cause trouble for you again, so don't worry about me, just leave me here."
Dulan immediately shook his head: "No, no, no, no... I won't do that."
Ned blinked, a little confused: "Huh?"
Du Lan hugged the little fat man in his arms and said righteously: "We are friends, aren't we? How could I abandon my friends? Come with me, I'm afraid I'll need your help for the next thing.
."
The little fat man was immediately moved and his eyes filled with tears: "Oh, thank you, thank you, Du Lan, you are such a good person."
Du Lan blushed and felt guilty. He felt like a sinister uncle who abducted ignorant children. He coughed: "Then, next time I summon the flame elf, I will still be looking for you?"
Ned said happily: "You just need to add my name at the end of the summons."
