Chapter 27

This is a third-class Warcraft. When it grows up, it can be up to 10 meters long with teeth as big as a man's fist.

Although it is huge, it is relatively weak in Level 3 Warcraft, because it is only powerful in a talent of brute force magic, not other difficult skills.

Therefore, this juvenile ray, which is obviously not yet mature, may even become the prey of ordinary fishermen.

However, most of the value of Warcraft is reflected in its skin. A third level scroll costs 3 gold, of which 30 silver is the casting fee, and the remaining 2 gold and 70 silver. More than half of them are on the paper for drawing magic.

The skin of such a young manta ray can be cut into 40 cm wide and 30 cm wide in a standard scroll pattern, which can produce about 156 pieces. Even if a thick layer of profit is to be wiped off in the process of drying and drying in the air, it will be at least 56 gold coins.

Therefore, the manta ray has fallen into the net, the magic effect it relies on has passed, and there are still people in danger under its mouth A circle of fishermen surrounded the young rays, spears and sticks waving up and down, but no one dared to hit them.

If the fish skin is broken, maybe one or two gold coins will fly like that. Who can bear it?

Wood and Sylvette jumped off the cliff, which was 20-30 meters high, which was not the distance for them to land safely. However, they had been playing at the seaside since childhood, and they knew it very well. Every time they fell, they could find the gap between the cliffs or other places to fall.

After about ten leaps, the two fell to the bottom of the cliff and ran to the sea.

"Pathetic, poor civilian!" This is the world in which nobles, religions, mages and fighters occupy the top of society, while civilians, serfs and slaves all live at the bottom of the society. They work day and night only to get enough food and clothing. Even for the money that noble masters despise, they will ignore their lives and distort human nature.

It's a pity that I'm lucky to have a family, but I don't have to lament the fact that I have no family.

He didn't mean to go down the cliff to help. Doing one good every day doesn't conform to his world outlook, and

In his ears, he heard some small sounds coming from behind. Fowles suddenly turned to his side, and the dagger with the green poison light just passed by his side. Then there was the surprised face of the masked robber, and his thin body out of balance due to the back stab failure

The last existential crisis that I am facing has finally emerged

The last time he was in danger, the extent was not that he was assassinated. His predecessor, Fowles, was so unlucky that he was taken over by the climber when he was weak.

The original intention of the assassin, after careful consideration, is not to take the life of Fowles, but just to let him fail in the trial, and even calculated the divine cure fee.

Since he was so careful and calculated, it would not be a once-in-a-lifetime task. Fowles had made up his mind that this guy was still around him and would continue to interfere with his trial results until the end of the trial.

Although this period of time is full of sundries, Fowles has never forgotten that there is such a person hiding in the corner, coveting himself.

At the beginning, he had no money, so he could roam the streets without attracting assassins. When he got money, he had been resting in the villa and had not given the assassin a chance. Until now

The assassin also had to do it. Fowles made more money every day. His yard was full of muscle men. Every one of them could not play his own cruel role. If he didn't do it today, the assassin was afraid that he would never be able to move his hand, but

Must hit unexpectedly by the other side?

There is a void in the assassin's heart. It is like falling into the abyss in his sleep. When he will shoot, he finds it is a spring dream.

However, after all, he was a fighter after actual combat. At the moment when his mind was lost and his body was out of balance, he stretched out his other arm and took Fowles with him and fell down a cliff as high as 20 meters.

In no hurry, Fowles vomited out a few meaningless mantras: "Alas Well "Hiss..." With a slight push on the assassin's body, the Armhand widens the distance between himself and the assassin to several meters.

Suddenly, compared with the assassin's body, a few characters suddenly slowed down, and then suddenly appeared in the air.

Feather falling skill, change is a level one magic, the greatest dependence on which a mage will not fall to death.

The assassin was not surprised. He grinned grimly on his face. With a wave of his right hand, the poisonous dagger was shining and slowly stabbed at Fowles in the air.

The essence of the dagger is usually called fighting Qi. The fighter and the fighter can only condense in the body to counteract the magic. Only when they reach the level of fighting division, can they be released to hurt people.

It's hard to resist the protection below level 3 when throwing weapons at the division level, and it can reach the speed that ordinary people can't distinguish.

However, the assassin is famous for his careful calculation, and he will not miss this opportunity to play with his opponent - Feather falling is a kind of magic that makes people fall like feathers, and it can't control the direction and speed of his body's falling.

Therefore, the assassin's fighting throwing not only failed to reach the upper limit of speed, but also slowed down as much as he could. He even needed to calculate the advance to accurately hit Fowles, whose landing speed was not very fast.In his mind, the assassin outlines the picture of flowers being stabbed by a dagger

Fowles, with the same trick, laughed, waved his hand, turned his body, and lightly avoided the dagger.

How How is that possible? Although the assassin himself is not a mage, the target of his action is often. He knows the mage's ability very well. It is the first time that Fowles has violated common sense.

Obviously, it's just a feather falling technique. It can move horizontally

However, it doesn't matter. When he falls back to the ground and keeps his feet on the ground, is this boy still easy to catch? If you jump from the bottom to the top of a cliff more than 20 meters away, you may not be able to fall to death if you jump more than 20 meters.

The assassin's mind is very good, but he has no chance!

He saw that Fowles, who was getting farther and farther away from himself, showed a strange look on his face, and drew at him from afar. A whirling sensation came from his face, and his whole body turned upside down.

The assassin instinctively struggled, but the more he struggled, the more stable his body was. He was like a cat falling from the sky, but his body instinctively flipped with four claws upward rather than normal downward.

This seems to be a magic, flying on the eaves and climbing the wall, which can greatly enhance the sense of balance, but How does the increased sense of balance go up? What's more, it seems that the magic can only be released by close contact?

The assassin has no time to come up with the answer. The meteor falls on his head and feet!

It's a fact that a strong fighter can jump from a height of thirty or forty meters without injury. But Also score with what part of the ground!

Leg, no problem. I'm afraid I'll be seriously injured if I pat my body flat. As for landing on the ground with my head amitabha!

At the bottom of the cliff is a soft beach. When the assassin falls on it, his whole head and chest are inserted into the sand. His lower body and two legs point straight into the air for half a day. It seems that plants are planted on the ground, and you can imagine the impact on landing

The cliff is 20 meters high, and its landing speed is 20 meters per second. According to the weight of the assassin, the arm strength parameters of Doushi and the depth of the assassin's insertion into the sand, Fowles can estimate that even if the assassin held up his arms at the last moment, he could not be awake now.

But, careful, Fowles did not fall to the ground, but slowly flew back to the top of the cliff.

At this time, Fowles felt his heart beat violently and felt his legs soft. Although he had simulated it for countless times in his brain, this was his first real battle since he passed through!

Human beings are animals with emotions controlled by chemical hormones. Even if Fowles' soul is any more special, it will be affected by the body.

The fallen assassin did not move, and Fowles on the cliff did not dare to go down and gasped. If it had not been for the benefit of the cliff, Fowles would not have been his opponent on the flat ground, even if he could still fire, fix the Dharma, fast fire and instant fire

The power of magic lies in the area and scope. First level magic can make people who are on the verge of death really die. Second level magic can turn people who are alive and kicking into dying or even dying. But It's all about ordinary people.

Only level 3 magic can cause damage to the fighter. Level 4 magic can kill the fighter and hurt the fighter Fowles is far from that standard!

Although the fight just now lasted for a moment, Fowles did not know how much time he had spent in rehearsing, choosing a place favorable to him in the city of allando, analyzing the assassin's psychology, what might happen during the fight, and repeatedly reconstructing the whole process

After all, there is only one small life. Every mistake can be doomed. Fowles can't do it carelessly.

As the heartbeat subsided, Fowles was finally in a mood to look around again. Far away, Sylvette and wood were struggling to snatch people from their mouths. They had no time to pay attention to the conflict and the deadlock they were in. However, Fowles was not in a hurry.

Just a minute or two later, elanfa, the mage stationed in the tower, came down from the sky and looked at Fowles with a smile: "are you really busy with business here? Do you have assassins?"

Fowles nuzzled to the bottom of the cliff: "well, a fighter."

Elanfa didn't care. In his impression, the level of Forrest's casting was as high as seven or eight. When he was ready, it was not strange to kill a fighter: "OK, give it to me."

Although his strength was an apprentice, Fowles got his diploma after all. He had 800 registered mages. When a mage was beaten, he was under the control of others, not to mention being assassinated.

Elanfa flew down, waved his staff and read out a series of incantations. He pointed at the assassin. A large number of metal ribbons were made out of nothing and bound the assassin tightly.

Then Elan tapped on the ground, and a big hand came out of the sand. Three or two of them pulled out the assassin.

The assassin coughs and wakes up. His feelings were really dizzy just now. Although he wakes up, the assassin would rather never wake up

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