"Idiot! A kitten scared the living daylights out of you. What else would you do besides running for your life?" Medellin was so angry that his goatee trembled, and his curse words were as vicious as he wanted: "Look.
Look at what you idiot have done, a slowness spell and a swiftness spell. Is this the strength of your ninth-level magician? I can find any apprentice who can do it better than you. Forget it, idiot. With your IQ,
It’s better to change your career as a blacksmith as soon as possible..."
"But..." Ma Sen opened his mouth. He wanted to defend himself. That was a twelfth-level monster, and he was only a ninth-level magician.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, Medellin interrupted him.
The old man twirled his goatee and glanced at him with disdain: "Are you trying to say that this is an unfair battle? Do you still want to say that the level of the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard is too high? Bah...
...Only cowards like to make excuses, you are not only a fool, but also a coward!"
Mason's face turned red with excitement: "I'm not!"
"You dare to say that you are not? Then let me ask you, why did you chant the repelling spell when you had such a good opportunity just now?"
"I want to distance myself first..."
"Damn it, you're a magician, not an archer!" Medellin shouted so excitedly that his saliva almost splashed onto Mason's face: "Who told you that magicians need distance to fight? He has a powerful
Elemental power, but to pursue the damn distance, you are so stupid that you have to fly into the sky and escape from the earth. If you have so much time to distance yourself, you might as well blast the enemy to death with a fireball!"
"I……"
"Next time you fight, could you please see clearly who your opponent is? You are facing a ghost-marked demon leopard. Slowness is useful, and swiftness is useful? It is much stronger than you idiot in terms of dark magic. What's more?
I want to use magic to distance myself.
So fucking stupid..."
"Then what can I do?" Ma Sen was still a little dissatisfied: "It is a level 12 monster, and I am just a level 9 magician. If I don't keep distance, am I still waiting for it to pounce on me and bite me to death?"
"Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid..." The old man cursed a dozen stupid words before reaching out and pointing.
Medellin's gentle finger seemed to contain huge power. The ghost-patterned demon leopard that was lying on the ground was attracted by this power. It couldn't help but fly up.
Then Ma Sen saw that this old man who looked short and thin could easily hold the Ghost Pattern Demonic Leopard in his hand with only one hand.
"Did you see it?" Medellin lifted the Phantom Leopard high and pointed at its exposed belly with one hand.
It wasn't until this moment that Ma Sen saw it clearly.
There was a faint flash of dark red on the belly of the ghost-patterned demon leopard.
After all, Ma Sen is a ninth-level magician trained by the guild. Although his strength is not too strong, he still has some knowledge.
That dark red point fell into his eyes, and Mason immediately understood.
Level 18 Dark Magic——Mark of Failure!
Mason's face immediately turned red...
Creatures affected by the Mark of Failure will be reduced by at least three levels.
This also means that what he faced before was just a magical beast below level nine. A ninth-level magician facing a ninth-level magical beast is almost a sure-win situation. After all, a magical beast is just a magical beast.
They have no intelligence or thoughts, and everything depends on instinct.
But in such a battle that was almost certain to be won, he lost without any suspense. Ma Sen felt blushing just thinking about it...
Medellin was right, he was indeed scared.
If it weren't for the fact that I was too afraid of the power of the twelve-level monster, why would I have only thought about escaping from the beginning to the end, but never thought about defeating it? The location of the failure mark was not hidden, as long as I was calmer.
How could it not be discovered?
"Now do you admit that you are a fool?" Although the old man's words sounded a bit harsh, there was a slight hint of appreciation in his eyes. It is not terrible for a person to make mistakes, but the terrible thing is to keep making mistakes. As long as he can realize that he is wrong,
There is still a little room for salvation.
"I understand..." Mason nodded honestly and got up from the ground with some shame.
"Well, go away and play by yourself." The old man waved his hand to let him leave. His eyes fell on Ou Ling again: "That cunning little guy, it's your turn!"
Ou Ling didn't speak, but walked up silently.
"Wait..." Ou Ling was about to take action. But the old man stopped him: "You little guy is much more cunning than the idiot just now. I can't let you be so relaxed..."
Then Ou Ling only felt a surge of magic power, and the red light on the belly of the ghost-patterned demon leopard dimmed in the blink of an eye.
Freed from the shackles of the mark of exhaustion, the Ghost Pattern Demonic Leopard suddenly roared happily. At this time, it turned into that terrifying level 12 monster again.
Ou Ling didn't say anything, he just stared at the dark red eyes of the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard. The complex chanting of spells flowed out like water, and countless shining magic runes surged around.
The magic power fluctuates violently like boiling sea water.
"Awesome..." Lin Li looked at this scene from a distance and couldn't help but be a little surprised. This Ou Ling's strength was actually stronger than he imagined. Maybe it was the tenth level, maybe it was the eleventh level. In short, compared to his own
Come, I'm afraid it's just one step away.
"Ouch!" Almost at the same time, Medellin also loosened the restraint on the ghostly patterned demon leopard, and in an instant, a black shadow shot out, like a sharp arrow shot from the darkness.
The distance of tens of meters was shortened in an instant.
Ou Ling's chant was fast and urgent, and when he raised his staff, the ground around him suddenly trembled. Then there was a "boom", the soil in the sky was turned up, and a thick stone spear suddenly slammed into the air.
Pierced from the ground.
Then everyone saw that the stone spear suddenly thrust out of the ground and stabbed the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard without any bias.
Even Lin Li couldn't help but be surprised at this moment. When the Ghost Pattern Demonic Leopard ran at full speed, it could be said to be as fast as lightning. Under such circumstances, hitting it with the Ground Stab Technique was not as difficult as usual.
With a full blow from the Earth Sting Technique, a scream from the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard was immediately heard.
The sharp arrow shot out of the darkness seemed to have hit a copper wall. At that moment, everyone seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking. In an instant, they saw blood splattering and running quickly.
The ghost-patterned demon leopard felt as if it had been whipped hard, and was completely whipped into the air.
The screams echoed in the wilderness for a long time, and a wisp of bright red blood sprinkled on the soft soil.
A ground stabbing spell severely damaged the enemy. Ou Ling did not hesitate and fired several wind blades from various angles, completely giving the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard no chance to breathe. This person's control of low-level spells is not as good as Lin Li's.
Abnormal, but definitely skillful. The several wind blades he fired in succession were impeccable in terms of power and angle.
Although the Ghost Pattern Demonic Leopard was a level 12 monster, the stabbing technique was too harsh. With just one heavy blow, it broke several of its ribs. At this time, the broken bones were stuck in the abdominal cavity.
The soft abdomen was broken, and its internal organs were pierced. The severely injured Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard was forced to have no way out by a large amount of low-level magic.
Two precise wind blades hit the two front paws of the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard respectively.
In an instant, blood spattered again.
"Ouch -" the furious ghost-patterned demon leopard roared, as sharp as a needle pricking its ear.
Then there was a surge of suppressed magic elements, and the surrounding area became dark in an instant, as if the night had suddenly fallen. The dark sky created by the ghost-patterned demon leopard instantly enveloped the nearby area of dozens of meters, even if it was
Among the mysterious dark magic, Dark Sky Canopy is definitely a powerful spell.
"Oops!" Lin Li couldn't help but be shocked. This was actually a ghost-patterned demon leopard that could cast Dark Sky Curtain!
Monsters like the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard are born with a certain amount of dark magic, but how much they master is determined by their talent. A guy like this who has mastered the dark sky, even among the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard clan,
, and can definitely be regarded as a genius among geniuses.
In this dark sky, Ou Ling's spell chanting began to become intermittent, and the originally powerful magic wave seemed to suddenly become much weaker.
The Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard, who had just been severely injured, quickly recovered in this dark sky. In just a blink of an eye, the ribs shattered by the stone spear had slowly grown back, and the originally torn lower abdomen was also showing to the naked eye.
Visible rate of slow healing.
At this time, everyone could see that in the deepest darkness, there was a shadow moving quickly, with a strong bloody smell on it, like a ghost in the night.
But Ou Ling's spell was still chanting. There was no trace of fear on his pale face, and the gaze in his eyes was firm and focused.
The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, and the ghost-patterned demon leopard jumped up, with poisonous claws, moving a faint blue light in the darkness...