Chapter 30

Being able to cast one star spell without side effects is a remarkable feature of elementary mages, just as mage apprentices can cast half star spell without side effects.

However, if you want to obtain the qualification of primary mage, this alone is not enough.

Don't forget, fighting is just a incidental means of the mage.

It can cast more destructive spells. No matter how exaggerated the amount of spirit, it can't represent anything. Alchemy bombs can easily achieve the destructive power that mages can't do, but are they mages?

The real focus of evaluating a mage is his understanding, familiarity and creation of magic.

The threshold from a spell apprentice to a primary mage belongs to the low-level stage of "cognition", "learning" and "Mastery".

Equivalent to excellent students, can do Olympic mathematics problems, does not mean that they can be teachers.

Therefore, the standard to determine whether a person is a "mage apprentice" or a "primary mage" is not only mental quantity and knowledge, but also "application"!

That is, combination magic.

Re weave and arrange two or more spells with similar commonalities or mutual restraint to form the semi innovative magic you want.

Use your magic knowledge flexibly, which can be called a mage. Level: Elementary.

The mystery and greatness of the mage are therefore complete.

No one knows how the same spell will shine on different people.

"Blood plague Raven" is a combination of magic, derived from "soul magic · Soul Eater", "curse magic · soul snatching black crow" and lowett's very familiar self created "flesh and blood magic · scarlet anger".

The target's vitality scattered by the scarlet anger is hosted in the target by the Soul Eater. Through the magic circuit of the soul grabbing black crow, it forms bird eggs, which hatch quickly with vitality as nourishment.

The three are mixed to avoid the disadvantages of each other.

Let flesh and blood bloom into a flock of crows flying all over the sky!

These ravens are real. They are creatures that navy soldiers exchange their flesh and blood for "equal value".

Even the taste after roasting is no different from that of ordinary Ravens

Looking at the crows slowly circling in the sky, outside the Bay, behind a reef protruding from the sea, cloobi swallowed.

What a terrible power?!

There was an indelible horror in his eyes.

Even though he is also confident of killing all these navies, he can never make such an understatement.

Unable to even understand what lowett had done, the Marines burst open their chests and rushed out black crows.

Black symbolizes unknown and death, but in the sunset, the ravens rush out of the living man's chest with a bloody picture, which is somewhat sacred and sad.

"Can't understand!"

Cloobi couldn't help touching his chest. The skin that was bitten by the reef gave him a slight tingling. This should have been an insignificant thing. At the moment, his heart beat faster for fear that a group of ravens would rush out of his stomach.

"Brother Chloe Obi..."

A fish man's little brother popped half his head out of the water, shivering and shouting.

"Shh, don't make any noise! We must go back now and tell the Dragon boss about it."

"No, I mean... He's looking at us."

Hiss!!

Croobi's scalp was numb and turned his head. A face that couldn't see its appearance in a mask was close at hand.

"What a fast speed!"

As soon as his pupils shrink, is there at least 100 meters from the beach?

But a few seconds after he looked down and raised his head?

Three seconds?

The remaining light swept across the sea, and a series of clear ripples waved microwaves on the sea.

This is the ocean. There is no leverage point, but the other party stepped on the water all the way with continuous super-high speed.

Not only lowett, but also the bodyguard around the other party is not simple!

"Get ready to fight!"

Being stared at coldly by the other party, cloobi's back was cold and shouted.

But the next second, lowett's voice sounded.

"Calm down, I'm not here to kill you."

"Huh?"

Cloobi looked down and couldn't help taking a breath.

On the chest of the masked man, a face tightened his skin. Although he did not completely drill out that layer of flesh and blood, he recognized that this face belonged to lowett!

Weird ability!

Under the cold gaze of several fishermen, the fuzzy face said slowly.

"Go back and tell the dragon that I will visit him tomorrow and let him prepare more traps to make me happy..."

"Of course!"

Before they were angry, lowett continued, "the 16th branch army was destroyed here. The flying squirrel must send someone to investigate. If he is afraid to escape, remember to make way for me when he meets me later, okay?"

If the Dragon escapes, it must make way for you later?

As a fish man, make way for mankind at sea?

Croobi took a breath.

Don't think, even if the flying squirrel is in front of us now, the dragon will never shrink back!

This is not an exciting method, but a gamble with his pride in his own fish people. He will never tolerate the dragon's contempt for human beings.

"What a vicious guy!"

Cloobi gritted his teeth and his eyes were red.

In the Black Knight's hand, the camera phone bug with orange shell and black lines stared at him.

Stare————

"Oh, don't say that. Aren't you afraid of me?"

The face slowly disappeared. Lowett said, "now, you can go."

Cloobi looked at his compatriots around him. In addition to anger, there was a trace of relief and relief in their eyes.

Not having to confront a dangerous guy like lowett clearly overshadowed their hatred for the death of their compatriots.

Damn it!

Secretly gritting his teeth, he shook his head and jumped into the sea.

"Come on, let's go back!"

……

Dada, dada!

In the trample, the Black Knight returned to lowett.

The telephone bug was picked up and fed on vegetable leaves.

"After all, it's still different."

Looking at the direction the fish man left, lowett's eyes were indifferent.

If they were apprentices before, they would not let them go, let alone allow them to leave. Just sending letters is enough.

But it doesn't need to be so troublesome now.

The Dragon won't escape anyway, so all he has to do is destroy his opponent.

Sooner or later.

The qualitative gap between one star spell and half star spell, even if there is no combination magic to strengthen the use, is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

If the dragon can turn over with these little fish men, lowett has some expectations.

There is no mortal hatred between him and the evil dragon. It is just a process for the necromancer to collect materials every day. If he fails, he can prove that he is still insufficient. For the mage, this is more precious than any material.

Of course, the mage forcibly increases the consumption of spiritual power and increases its mana strength by virtue of his proficiency and deep development of a spell, which is another situation.

The essence of the original spell has been changed, such as spell circuit, release priority, combination arrangement, etc. at the very least, it has been innovated on the basis of the original and has the exclusive naming right.

It can't be changed, but if the same effect takes effect repeatedly

Collectively: force, big, brick, fly!

It doesn't change the star of the spell itself.

This situation is very common. The "skeleton Su Sheng" is a typical representative of being flown by big bricks. He has never been down for thousands of years.

The more basic the spell, the more likely it is to be blown by the powerful brick.

"Well, considering so much, it's better to do something serious."

Put the telephone bug into his pocket, lowett raised his left hand, and a black smoke cloud spread out.

Sasha

The black gloves with the thorns print looked down under the support of the black sand, rolled up the mouse's body, then the withered black sand quickly recovered, threw the body on the beach and returned to the broken limb of lowett's left arm.

"Let me Kangkang, what are you hiding?"

Strands of pure white light floated from the mouse's seven orifices, slowly contracted and gathered under the action of magic, and condensed into a hazy sphere.

Then

Bang!!

The walking stick knocks relentlessly on it, breaking the soul light ball into pieces.

Soul magic · soul searching!

Soul searching and looting do not break the soul. What if good things are hidden?

Controlling the debris and dust floating in front of him, lowett reviewed it in turn.

"Tut Tut, it's really a bad thing."

The soul records the life of the mouse in detail. It's not surprising that all kinds of chicken singing and dog stealing. Even if many things have been forgotten in the soul, only a vague picture is left, and the rest is amazing enough.

Without looking at everything carefully, lowett only looked for the latest pictures.

From the Navy headquarters issued an order to arrest himself, to the rat selling Jody and collecting Monka's benefits, and then the flying squirrel came.

"This is...!"

Suddenly, lowett stopped looking and his pupils tightened.

That was a conversation a few hours ago.

"Mouse, I received a report that I found traces of pirate activities in Kral village. You're near there now, aren't you? Don't hurry back. Come by."

[Kral village? No, it's not the dragon that was found?!]

"I... I know, please rest assured!"

Bang!

Lowett waved violently to disperse the soul fragments, and his eyes flashed with killing intention.

"This fool!"

How naive!

He recuperated here without alerting anyone, even the residents of Kral village.

Then why did the flying squirrel name the village of Klar?

Only the four fishermen who died here yesterday can expose this position!

Obviously, as long as the Colonel did not know, the rat had sent people to the area to investigate secretly.

Even found out where the four disappeared fishmen finally went.

"What a flying squirrel! He deserves to be a famous veteran of the headquarters of the Navy!"

Lowett had respect in his eyes.

Using the world's understanding of the dragon, he convinced him that the mouse was bought by the dragon for revenge, so he couldn't think of him.

But in fact, he already knew what was happening here and watched the tiger fight on the mountain.

Behind his back, he has already laid a snare and waited for Snipes and mussels to compete.

If he is not a normal person and has the means of soul searching, I'm afraid he won't understand what went wrong when he was arrested.

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These two chapters have been mended for more than two hours. I'm not satisfied. This is the best state at present. Dashu is unable to spit blood!