Mage Joan

When Joan's remotely controlled "Higher Master's Hand" approached the Soul Stealer about ten feet away, Joan deliberately slowed down the movement speed of this magical big hand, so as to avoid the airflow caused by the high-speed movement causing Soul Stealer's alertness.

At this point the sneaky goblin had opened the stopper of the gallbladder copper bottle, and a stream of orange-yellow steam slowly overflowed from the mouth of the bottle. Joan Yuan could smell the strong saltpeter odor from the bottle twenty yards away. Based on the knowledge of pharmacology and alchemy learned from Mr. Kailandir, Joan guessed that the potion contained in the bottle might have a strong Corrosion is either a strong fuel or both. The Soul Stealer is hidden in the canopy of Ilminsur, and he still holds such a bottle of extremely dangerous magic potion in his hand, the intention is conceivable.

Thinking this way, Joan’s nerves could not help tightening, and he could no longer consider whether he would be exposed, concentrate all his mental remote control on the “Higher Master’s Hand”, and manipulate this magic hand to approach Soul Stealer as soon as possible, preventing it from taking advantage of the bottle of danger The potion hurts Ilminsur. At the same time, the Soul Stealer suddenly made a move that was much unexpected than Joan's expectation-put the copper bottle to his mouth and took a big sip, then inhaled deeply, his cheeks swelled, and he would take the mouth The mysterious liquid sprayed towards the canopy of Ilminsur below.

At the critical juncture, Joan no longer hesitated, and the remote control "hand of the higher mage" clenched into a fist, and he took a fist with his jaw in sight of the thief's jaw!

Snapped! The invisible fist shaped by the force field hit the thief's jaw with a heavy blow. The skinny goblin was attacked suddenly, and he turned his head back involuntarily. A mouthful of potion sprayed into the sky, pulling out a fan-shaped flame.

Joan couldn't help but see this scene secretly. If oneself slows down for a second, the spirit stealer will spit this flame on the lush canopy of Ilminsur. The flame caused by the magic potion will ignite the ancient tree, even if it does not completely burn the Il. Minsur can at least interrupt its state of concentration, and the long-term preparation of fire extinguishing spells also discards his previous achievements, which in turn leads to a reversal of the situation on the battlefield.

On the ancient tree opposite, the soul stealer was beaten up by this sudden punch and almost fell from the tree. He quickly freed his left hand to grab a branch to stabilize the center of gravity, shaking his head and trying to wake himself up towards the beginning. Looking in the direction of the attack, it was exactly opposite to Joan's eyes on the black oak tree opposite the hiding place.

"Damn human boy, you wait for me!" Soul Stealer stared fiercely at the young man who looked weak and could not help the wind on the opposite tree, and reached out to pull out a white fairy skull from his waist.

Joan is also closely observing the soul stealing behavior, seeing that the other party is not well-intentioned, and is the first to manipulate the "hand of the higher master" to punch and punch. It is a pity that the attack attempt was too obvious. The Soul Stealer noticed the oncoming wind breaking sound and immediately shrank his head to dodge. The fist of the force field flew across the scalp.

"Human imp, try this!" Soul thief throws a fairy skull with a grin.

Joan also wanted to dodge, but after all, he was just a little mage, and his skills were far less flexible than a goblin. Before he could shrink his head, he was hit by a skull flying on the chest. He suddenly felt chest tight and disgusted. shape. Although there was no more serious damage, the concentration of the spell was interrupted, and the hand of the High Master disappeared by itself. Compared with these physical pains, what made Joan more disturbed was that the small skull was tightly attached to his chest, releasing an evil spiritual magic, trying to invade his mind and control his will.

Joan barely remained calm, clenched her lips and used her willpower to fight against this spiritual magic. At the moment when he was about to support it, his consciousness gradually became blurred, his neck was hot suddenly, and his deformed eyes opened on his own. A mysterious force was injected into Joan's mind, making him suddenly sober, pulling off the evil skull attached to his chest and slamming it into the soul stealer.

"Back to you!"

"How is this possible?!" Soul Stealer sideways escaped the skull, his face full of disbelief. Just now he had almost completely controlled the young man's consciousness through a soul-stealing skull, and somehow he was freed by the other party. This is an unprecedented strange thing.

In fact, not only the Soul Stealer was confused, but Joan couldn’t figure out how he got rid of the Soul Stealer Skull control. He just vaguely guessed that it was related to the eye behind his neck. When he was in Delin, he used to be similar. The way to resist the "Charming Human" spell released by Nixie. There is no time to think about it now. Joan recites the spell-casting spell as soon as he gets rid of the control of the skull. His right index finger pierces the soul-stealing spirit from the air, and spit out a character full of anger.

"Vala!"

The original meaning of this Elvish word is "power", and many spells related to "force field" are activated by this character. When Joan spit out this magical character, purple light appeared on his fingertips, condensed into a "magic missile", and whistled out in the direction of his finger.

Soul-stealing spirits were horrified and shrank to dodge in a hurry. However, "Magic Missile" is different from ordinary ray spells. It has the characteristics of automatic tracking. The volley traverses a purple arc and drills into the canopy to accurately hit the soul stealer. There was a scream in the crown of the tree, and the soul-stealing spirit fell into the ancient tree with the broken branches and leaves.

Joan wiped the sweat on his forehead, crawled down the black oak tree briskly, and hurried to the grass where the soul stealer fell, clenching a dagger in his hand, his heart was surging in murderous intentions, determined to completely end this evil goblin, by the way 1 Trial of mythology.

There were two steps out of it, and there was a sudden gust of wind above his head. The just clear and cloudless sky was now covered by dark clouds that came out of nowhere. The thick clouds shone with electric light, accompanied by a thunder, and the heavy rain poured down.

Joan stopped in the rain and looked up at the sky, realizing that "Lao Bai" finally completed the spellcasting ceremony, and summoned the heavy rain to fight the fire attack tactics of the ogre bandits.

The heavy rain came in a timely manner and soon blew out the flames on the activated trees. The "wild monster" and the "tree man" who got rid of the threat of fire returned to the battlefield, and attacked both sides of the Asa warriors led by the brothers and sisters of Povatan. King Shrek and his ogre warriors fell into the encirclement.

Joan wiped the rain on his face and braved the heavy rain to search the soul stealers in the bushes. A black shadow suddenly flew beside him, and Joan hurriedly turned to pierce the dagger. Unfortunately, the thunder and rain screen affected his hearing and vision. The reaction was slower by half a beat. Immediately after raising the dagger, he rushed to the front, and his claws clamped his wrist. The bloodshot eyes were fierce, cloth The mouth full of fangs spouted a sickening smell and a vicious curse.

"Ghost, game time is over! I'm going to cut open your belly and tear your intestines!"

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