After handing the map to Lin Li, the old guy said casually: "I heard that there are some small animals in this forest that are not very friendly. Just pay attention to them when the time comes. It won't be any trouble. Okay."
Okay...take the map and you can go in.
"
"..." The expressions on the faces of the three people froze in unison.
Even the ghost-striped cheetah is just a kitten in the eyes of this old guy. Even he evaluates these small animals as "not very friendly". You can imagine how dangerous this forest is.
"Mr...Mr. Medellin, won't you go in with us?" Mason swallowed and looked at Medellin with a very anxious look.
"No, no, no..." The old guy stared, his goatee was raised up and down, and the gloating smile on his face made Ma Sen feel extremely guilty: "I am already so old, you are so embarrassed,
You actually want me, an old man, to accompany you..."
"..."
Ma Sen really wanted to hit him to death. Just when an arcane missile opened the door, and when he was slowly flying up to the Nightmare Mountains with his levitation technique, why didn't this old bastard think about this?
Age? Now that he was going into the woods, he remembered his age...
"Go, go, go, you only have one afternoon. If you can't take that thing out for me before dark today, hum..."
How about hum? Medellin didn't say anything, but the threatening tone scared Ma Sen to the point where his whole body went cold. For a moment, Ma Sen was so upset that he couldn't sleep.
Now that the old plague god has been offended, the three of them will reap the rewards.
Under Medellin's urging, the three of them entered the woods cautiously.
"Holy shit!" Lin Li just took out the map and couldn't help but uttered a curse word.
Could that old bastard outside the woods be Gregorian's brother?
Look at the messy things drawn on this map. The lines are twisted and twisted, dragging on the ground like earthworms. Red dots made of ink are scattered everywhere.
It looked just like a pock-marked face, and in the middle of the piles of red dots, there was a cross, just like a cripple. The left side was short and the side was tall. Lin Li looked left and right, and it took him a long time to understand what this old man was.
What on earth did this guy draw...
"Abstract..." Lin Li sighed, rolled up the map, and then threw it into his pocket. No one could understand this thing anyway, and besides taking up a lot of space in his hand, it really didn't do much.
use.
"Feire, don't you look at the map?" Seeing him put away the map, Mason couldn't help but be confused for a moment.
"This map..."
Lin Li was just about to scold Medellin when he suddenly heard a "squeaking" sound coming from the woods.
"careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of three-eyed blood wolves jumping out from between the trees, each with red eyes.
The whole body exudes a strong smell of blood. Compared with those encountered on the road, this group of three-eyed blood wolves is obviously much more fierce. Especially one of them is an old wolf with gray fur and a three-eyed eye on his forehead that is extremely red.
Strange, like a drop of deep red blood.
"I think we might be in trouble..." Ma Sen swallowed again and looked at the three-eyed blood wolf that kept pouring out from among the trees. He subconsciously took two steps back.
"Nonsense." Lin Li and Ou Ling said almost in unison.
Even the most low-level adventurers know that the level of a three-eyed blood wolf is judged by the color of its three eyes and coat. The lighter the coat color and the redder the three eyes, the higher the level. Like the gray-white coat in front of you.
Crimson guy.
One hundred percent the king of the pack!
Look at the densely packed pack of wolves behind it. From a distance, there are probably forty or fifty of them. Coupled with a wolf king that is at least level 12 or above, this situation can no longer be described as troublesome.
"Ouch!"
The wolf king broke the tranquility in the forest with a long howl, and densely packed wolves poured out from the trees. For a moment, the surroundings were filled with red light and bloody blood. The screams of wolf howls echoed in the ears of the three of them, which made people feel their teeth.
Sour, a large number of three-eyed blood wolves, like a piece of flowing blood in the open forest, in an instant, only a dozen blood wolves with bright red fur were seen swarming in front of the three of them.
"Fuck them!"
Lin Li held the Winter Staff tightly and cast a swift spell on himself. At the same time as he pulled away and retreated, the two wind blades were shot at the same time. Ou Ling and Ma Sen, who were standing on both sides of him, also moved almost at the same time.
, each held up a frost armor and chanted the spell at an extremely fast speed...
Among the three people present, Lin Li was the latest to come into contact with magic, but he probably had the most experience in fighting monsters. He had killed countless monsters in the Sunset Mountains in the past few months.
When he encountered a pack of wolves at this time, he reacted the fastest. He cast his Swiftness Technique on his body, followed by two instant magic attacks. This was exactly the same as Ma Sen's method of dealing with the Ghostly Marked Demonic Leopard, but the effect was completely different.
The magician's tactical choices are undoubtedly the most flexible among all professions.
Facing different opponents, the choices will naturally be different.
The Phantom Leopard has its own anti-magic properties and is naturally proficient in dark magic. Using this tactic, which is like flying a kite, is like seeking death. A single dark magic can shoot the kite down from the sky.
But the large group of three-eyed blood wolves is another story.
Their natural level is too low. Even under the leadership of the Wolf King, it is impossible to compete with a magician. Instant low-level magic can also kill them, and the most important thing is that the three-eyed blood wolf
Without innate magic, this was the most important thing. Lin Li didn't have to worry at all. When he was kiting them, he would be shot down by a magic shot from the dark.
In addition, there are Ma Sen and Ou Ling.
Although the two of them don't have much experience in fighting Warcraft, they are, after all, a ninth-level magician and an eleventh-level magician. If they have enough time to chant, the magic they release can also bring benefits to the wolves.
A devastating blow.
Just when Lin Li's two wind blades fell into the wolf pack, triggering bursts of shrill howls, the two men also completed their magic chants one after another. With a single move of the Ouling staff, the mountains and the ground suddenly shook among the galloping wolves.
, followed by a huge stone spear emerging from the ground.
After all, the stone spear is just a stone spear, and it lacks some sharpness when dealing with the running blood wolf.
This stone spear emerged from the ground, and the direct casualties it caused were only one or two blood wolves.
But the real meaning of this magic is not in the direct casualties.
This feeling is like leaving a dead mouse in the middle of a busy city. It can't kill you, but it can disgust you to death. A huge stone spear is standing there. The three-eyed blood wolf has three eyes after all, so what?
Are you going to bump into it stupidly? The wolves scrambled to avoid it, causing the flowing blood to make waves in an instant.
It was a real commotion, and not even the wolf king's roar could quiet them down.
And the most terrible thing is that Ou Ling's magic also broke out at this time.
This is simply a disaster.
I saw the red light surging on the Ouling staff, and the surrounding area was instantly filled with violent fire magic elements. The temperature at that moment, even the air seemed to be boiling, and countless little bits of fire appeared, lighting up the dark forest.
The space was reflected like daylight, and then there was a loud "boom", and the boiling air seemed to explode in an instant...
It was only a little spark that exploded, but with the spread of that little spark, the entire forest glade instantly turned into a sea of fire. The flames spread faster than the plague. It felt as if the ground was poured with gasoline, little by little.
A spark can set the earth on fire.
For the chaotic wolves, this flying fireball was like the end of the world. There were people of the same kind in all directions. There was no place to hide or escape. They could only watch the flames spread to themselves.
In the sea of fire that filled the sky, screams came one after another, and the blood wolves were buried in the sea of fire one by one. In the billowing black smoke, even the air seemed to have a burnt smell.
This flying fireball killed nearly twenty blood wolves.
"He's just a butcher..." Masen wore his ice armor and retreated between the trees, not forgetting to condemn him. He had never thought about the reason why Ou Ling's magic could cause such horrific casualties.
It has something to do with his ground stab technique.
"Ouch——!"
Just when the three of them were calming down, another wolf howl came.
Then they saw a wave of leaves surging in the surrounding trees, and more three-eyed blood wolves emerged from the trees...
"Holy shit!" Lin Li couldn't help but said another swear word. The three of them had just cooperated and killed only a dozen of them. Look at the ones that have appeared now. At a glance, there are probably hundreds of them.
There are so many, how can we continue to do this? After you kill these more than a hundred, the wolf king roars again, and two or three hundred more come out. Not to mention biting, they can tire people to death...