Heaven’s Intention

Long-lost magic disaster

This forest. It is a quiet place with beautiful scenery.

There are green grass in the forest, mossy rocks, flowing creeks, and of course mottled spots cast by the sun

But at this time, blood was splashing

Rolek loomed in the morning mist, and his cloak covered his body.

The soldiers in front were fighting desperately, and the little devil was fighting everywhere.

The mage held the wand in one hand, feeling the little bonus brought by the wand, and began chanting the mantra, mysteriously groaning, emanating from the forest.

With the end of the spell.

"Monster stuns!" A red light filled the forest, the magical power was boiling, and instantly, attacking a small demon in a large area in front, stunned and swayed.

This dizzy time is not long, but the previous captain cheered: "Kill!"

The trained soldiers seized the opportunity violently, and killed the dizzy and immobile little demons, immediately killing dozens.

After casting this magic. Rolek panted violently, calming down a moment.

At this time, the battle was over, the squadron leader came up, looked at the scene from afar, and said: "Mr. Rolek, you did a good job. This time counted the ten devil records.

Lorike stood quietly, but nodded slightly, regaining his tiredness of casting spells, nodded gently, tightened the staff in his hand, and then left here.

Twenty minutes away, it was almost noon, the fog in the field of vision had dispersed, and a flat ground appeared in front of my eyes.

This flat ground is composed of a thick wooden wall with an arrow tower on top, and a barracks inside.

Arriving in the barracks, Rolek went directly to his mage's residential area. It has to be said that the mage's residential area was still focused on being taken care of. This is a building.

Rollek pushed open the wooden door and entered. Without stopping in the hall, he went directly to his room.

The furnishings in the wooden house are simple, and there is a fireplace on the east wall. In this regard, the treatment is not bad.

It's October, autumn cold has arrived, and soon the fireplace will be used, and even the fireside is now piled with chopped wood.

A wooden bed covered with a layer of animal skin and a table in front of the bed.

There are magic inks and books on the table.

Rolek walked to the bed and began to lie down on the bed, performing the post-cast routine work: shallow restorative meditation.

There are three types of meditation.

One is shallow restorative meditation. Since casting spells consumes a lot of power, through this type of meditation, the body balance can be adjusted to the maximum.

The second type is middle-level structural meditation, which is the meditation that familiarizes and establishes the magic structure.

The third type is deep meditation, which is carried out to increase strength.

Gradually, the fluctuations caused by the casting of magic gradually subsided and became in harmony with the body after a while. After this meditation was completed, Rolek could not help but sigh of relief.

After its implementation, the superficial restorative meditation is not necessary, the body will naturally adjust slowly, but this will wear down the body, and in the long run, it will cause the occupational disease of the magician-physical decline.

"Cough, Master Rolek, are you there?" There was a footstep outside.

"Oh, Master Chana, please come in." Rollek quickly stood up and adjusted his magic robe.

The mage who came in was a second-level mage. He was wearing a gray robe, but his body was thin and pale.

"Master Rolek, do you know that Master Faisaya has died in battle?" As soon as he came in, Master Chana said this amazing news in a low voice.

"What?" Although it had been expected, the news shocked Rolek. He stood up suddenly. The Faisian Mage was a tripolar mage.

"Yes, when I was fighting yesterday, I was killed from behind by a little demon." Master Zhana's face was pale, greenish, and fear appeared in his eyes.

There was also a trace of fear in Rolek. When the mage was in elementary school, he was too vulnerable.

"Master Lorike, how long have we been here. Three masters are dead." Master Chana's eyes flickered: "This situation is too abnormal. Why are our junior masters in such a situation? fighting?"

Master Lorrek endured the shock. He thought for a while and said, "There must be something wrong in it, but we can't resist now. As long as we can accumulate 200 small demons, we can go back."

"There are only five to six in one game, and only ten are better. It takes 20 battles to go back. How many of our low-level mages can do 20 games?"

"Besides, in order to enhance our strength and safety, we all have to exchange records for materials. When this happens, when can we go back?"

Speaking of which, Master Chana coughed repeatedly.

Continuous battles and magical casting are very easy to damage the magician's physique. Master Chana was originally just weak, but it didn't take long for the battlefield to deteriorate rapidly. This is a situation where divine magic is difficult to treat, and it is no wonder that he is so frightened.

Thinking of this, a trace of cyan appeared on Rolek's face. He was originally a townsman. For Master Chana, his physical condition was already good, but he also felt that his physique was damaged.

"Mr. Rolek, our low-level mage, decided to form a mutual aid group to support each other. What do you think?" Master Chana coughed. Looking at Rollek: "Do you want to join?"

Master Rolek was startled, and asked, "Did this matter pass the Master's Union?"

"Mage union, which mage union? Is it the mage union in Apps City, or the mage union here?" Master Chana sneered, "Who can we help?"

Rolek hesitated in his heart, he thought for a while and said, "Then let me think about it for a few days."

Master Chana showed a little displeasure, he didn't say anything: "Well, reply to me in a few days, Master Rolek, in such circumstances, we can only unite."

Speaking, he went out.

As Master Chana withdrew, Lolek thought for a moment, reached for the table, and deliberately found a bottle of fruit wine from the cabinet.

Under normal circumstances, Rolek does not drink alcohol, but sometimes, he will drink half a glass.

As for milk tea, Rolek's current economic situation cannot yet be regarded as a sun-moon consumer product.

There is a small stove in the room, and Rolek is too lazy to ignite. Without using spells, as a fourth-level mage, it is easy to communicate the fire element and ignite the firewood in the small stove. After a while, the small stove burns.

There was not much time for the fruit wine in the glass to warm up, and a strong aroma of wine overflowed.

Take it out, drink it a little, put the porridge in it, and cut the dried meat and grill it on the side.

Rolek thought about it.

He is actually a Level 4 Master, yes, Level 4!

Prior to the expedition, Rolek had reached the critical point of level 4. In fact, it has reached level 4 here.

There is not much essential difference between the three poles and the fourth level, but the number of spells that can be cast is not the same. In the battle, each mage must ask for his best efforts, and retain at most one tenth of the power.

This is undoubtedly a great physical injury to the magician. In the environment of high-intensity spell casting for a long time, the mage will quickly weaken, and then die on the battlefield due to fatigue and weakness.

The clever Rollec noticed this and immediately concealed his rank.

Moreover, he is only 20 years old. The 20-year-old tri-polar master is not only normal, but also very fast.

So his power was not questioned.

Rollek was originally a magical genius. The mana power is at least about 15 higher than that of the same level, plus the four-level upgrade, so it is at least 35 higher than the average three-pole mage. In this way, each time Rolek casts a spell, it only takes 50. The burden on the right and left is also very heavy, but it is completely within the range that can be afforded.

It will not be exhausted and fished, and it will steadily increase its strength by continuously casting spells.

As long as you can reach the fifth level, your identity will be different immediately. Besides, you have already prepared for the rainy day.

Rollek smiled complacently, and took out two scrolls. The scrolls were tied with magic strings, emitting a faint magic aura in the room.

Fireball, a three-pole spell, causes creatures within a radius of 10 meters around the explosion point to be damaged by explosion waves and fire, and the strength can even melt metal

Flying, three-pole spell, the subject can fly in the air at 100 meters, the maneuverability is good, the ascent speed is halved, the descent speed is doubled, and the speed is equal to the speed of ordinary birds

Both of these are three-pole spells, which Rolek spent a quarter of his wealth to buy.

Regarding the theoretical basis of the two three-pole spells, Rolek has already learned in a precautionary manner, as long as the magic power is reached, you can learn, and you can become a respected intermediate wizard.

"In a few days ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ just let go of Master Chana's suggestion!" At this time, the porridge was already open, and Rolek thought while eating.

The formation of the mage group is not a big deal, but at this time, it is not appropriate. Rolek has already felt that this time is unusual, but if he does not know the inside story, he will secretly fight the will of the mage guild, and the end will only be worse.

Besides, I am still in a good situation now. I am quite valuable if I am promoted to level 5, and it should not be a problem.

No matter what the reason is, the Master ’s Union is not going to make us die. Besides, even if the situation deteriorates to such a point, a master with flying can fly a hundred kilometers in 3 to 4 flying times. , This can avoid most of the threats-Rolek thought.

There was a sound of soldiers patrolling outside: Attention, I was attacked by the little devil last night, now be careful ... "

Luo Leike did not pay attention, after eating Chinese food, aftertaste today's casting process, he lay in bed, began to take a nap, and slowly fell asleep.

The whole building was almost silent. (!)