"I sensed the power of the fierce flames. It should be the scroll that sealed the forbidden fire spell," Plancy said with an irrefutable affirmation: "Quickly retreat from the range of a hundred miles here, otherwise you will
Destroyed here!"
"Why does this bastard carry an atomic bomb with him?" Lin Yutian cursed bitterly, "Does he dare to use it easily? Then he will be turned into ashes!"
"No, the magician next to him has a unique talent for space magic," Plancy said calmly, "He can use space magic to transfer directly the moment he tears open the scroll, before the elements fluctuate.
.”
Walking in the quiet jungle, Lin Yutian couldn't help but recall the description of the orc warrior he met just now. This seemed to be an envoy to the elves. According to normal inference, it should be heading to the elves' court. This prince carries a forbidden
Scroll of magic to go to the Elf King's Court? What conspiracy does he want to engage in?
Or maybe this is a complicated conflict of forces. The wild boar shook his head, and it would be more reliable to think about how to eat up this experience without involving himself.
"Actually," Plancy said quietly, "I can teach Rakshasa some magic and let her take action to imprison that prince first, so that you can take action with confidence."
"Then why don't you just take action?"
Will the old guy admit that he was frightened by the forbidden spell scroll just now, and he directly thought that the wild boar could not withstand the power of the forbidden spell, and drank him away? Obviously not, Plancy is also a decent person who cares about face.
"I can only mobilize magic elements once in a short period of time. If I kill the prince, the space magician can escape." Plancy explained. "If I were here, let alone a seal.
The scroll of the forbidden curse is the forbidden curse released by the Ten Magicians, so naturally I won’t be afraid at all.”
Lin Yutian nodded. You can always brag as hard as you like. In line with the beautiful tradition that people will not be broken even by hardship, the wild boar just grunted a few times to express its inner "admiration".
"Teach me magic?" Rakshasa couldn't suppress his joy after being stunned for a moment, and then looked at Lin Yutian with burning eyes, "Thank you, master!"
"No need to thank me, it was this old guy who taught you." Lin Yutian said calmly, "You need to master all the magic he taught you in a short time, otherwise our enemies will slip away from us."
Rakshasa nodded quickly. The pursuit of power is a desire shared by every living thing that is worried about survival.
"You have never been exposed to magic. You must first master how to use magic." Plancy controlled the touch spirit to float in front of Rakshasa, although he could not leave the wild boar too far away. "We will skip the magic theory and start directly with combat magic.
Get it."
"You might as well teach her those spells directly, or she may be able to master them directly." Lin Yutian glanced at the shadow leopards, and issued an order in his mind to have the two shadow leopards sneak back to the river.
"Yes." Plancy nodded and approved the wild boar's proposal, "These theories of magic application will be taught to you later. Now you only need to remember a not-so-complex mental frequency and spell, close your eyes and feel..."
Rakshasa immediately cheered up and felt the mental fluctuations coming from the old man. This is the fastest way to teach magic, but it requires the imparter to have extremely high magical attainments and knowledge of the origin of magic. Although Plancy was hanging out with wild boars
There was nothing remarkable about his conduct when he was young. But after all, he was a magician who had fought against gods.
The creator of undead magic and the master of soul magic, his understanding of the origin of magic has given him great attainments in various elemental magics.
Lin Yutian didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky when he met this old guy...
"Let's go." Nuo Yan stood up and dusted off his mail armor. The space magician beside him had also recovered some physical strength and magic power. Nuo Yan asked: "Can you teleport us directly now?"
To Fillinmore?”
"Not yet. I can't determine where Felinmore is. This requires accurate distance and direction." The young magician looked at the old Felin City Lord. The latter had not been to this jungle for decades. How could he provide it?
Exact direction?
"This is the end of the river." The old man looked up at the sky. He didn't know when the originally sunny sky had turned gloomy and the sun was gone. "I don't know which direction it is..."
Nuo Yan looked at the orc warriors gathered around him. A group of hairy guys looked at each other. In the end, they could only say: "When we were teleported here, we all lost our sense of direction."
"This is the sequelae of space teleportation," the space magician explained. The implication was that they could only walk back on their legs.
Nuo Yan's sword eyebrows frowned and then relaxed. He didn't know how many dangers were waiting for him on the road ahead, and Philinmore was not necessarily a safe place. And just as the group was about to set off, two hidden beasts came from the jungle on the side.
The dark figures in the air, luckily they arrived in time, and followed these guys directly from behind.
At the west gate of Fillinmore, a beautiful shield warrior riding an excellent military horse came out of the city and galloped towards the northwest.
Not far behind her, there were naturally hundreds of sons of various professional gods galloping on prancing horses. A group of people followed her. A legendary player refused to tease and ran hurriedly forward. It is inappropriate to say that she is a legend. To describe her, she is a rising star.
More appropriately, she and her team have been active in the server-wide rankings of major dungeons half a month ago. Although they are not ranked high, they are always there.
As a shield fighter against the souls in the center, she naturally became the target of many big guilds to poach people, but she had been enjoying the game as a Sanren and no one bothered her.
At this time, she felt a little anxious, her eyes were blank, but she kept looking at the map anxiously. Although there were no precise coordinates marked on the map, she knew that the person she was looking for was waiting for her in the distance.
Nuo Yan, please don’t let anything happen...
"How can these sons of gods know where the target is?" In the jungle, a fair-skinned elf male looked at the group of players passing by outside the forest. The corner of his mouth outlined a smile that was enough to enchant an ignorant girl. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture.
"Follow me."
Behind him, more than a hundred fully armed knights were waiting in formation. They were covered in hard armor, with the strongest horses underneath them. Their face armor concealed their supposedly handsome faces as elves.
Following the order of the elf in plain clothes, a group of knights began to march slowly. Their acceleration was a bit slow, but their speed could catch up with those players. Moreover, there were horse hoof prints on the ground, which also guided their direction.
It's just that elves should not have heavy cavalry units, because elves don't like to be restrained, and their bodies cannot bear such heavy armor for a long time. But these heavy cavalry behave calmly, and the elves behind the visors look normal and seem to be able to bear it easily.
these weights.
There was cold murderous intent in their eyes, the sharp spears they held in their hands, and even the horses under their crotches, their eyes were cold and indifferent.
Heavy tanks are always killing machines on the battlefield.
"Do you want to leave a mark?" The elf in charge smiled half-heartedly, "Let those guys come over to see the results of my harvest? They are useless trash. They spent so much effort to surround and kill a half-dead prince, but they can still run away.
"
Arrogant elf.
"...the soul of the wind who is trapped in the air and does not want to be lonely and silent," Rakshasa closed his eyes and chanted, and pointed at the violent bear sitting next to him, ending the chant: "Use your most powerful thoughts to bind
The creature in front of him was swallowed up by the hurricane!"
A series of small white wind blades bloomed from Rakshasa's hands, wrapped around the violent bear's body, and tied it into a rice dumpling. The giant bear struggled, but could not move, and could only lie forward on the ground, facing Rakshasa.
Roar a few times.
"Successful!" Lin Yutian breathed a sigh of relief, then reacted and asked doubtfully: "No immunity?"
"Immune? Are you saying that all strong people have protection?" Plancy added this knowledge to Lin Yutian, "This wind binding technique is directly bound by the condensed wind element, so it can naturally ignore the rules of protection."
Lin Yutian nodded: "I don't understand, let's go, we must kill that kid today!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
