Chapter 228： Four-year-old three-level magician (thanks to Oolong Tieguanyin’s Wanjue!)

Gay's face is a bit ugly. As a seasoned hunter, from the snoring of the copper boar, he can hear that the wild boar has been completely irritated, and the copper skin wild boar in the mad state. In this terrain, even he has to shun. .

As a three-level Knight, although he has been nearly fifty years old, he has always maintained a strong physical state and a cautious attitude. He has made almost no mistakes in his more than 20 years of mercenary career.

But today he especially didn't want the half-elf girl to have an accident, perhaps it was too cute when looking up at the magic crystal version, or because his granddaughter had a very good half-elf friend at school, almost The age should be happy to grow up.

Therefore, even if it is likely to become a new target for the copper skin wild boar, even if it is very likely that it will not be able to see a terrible image, he still wants to go and see, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.

"That kid is too unreliable. How can a niece dare to bring it to such a place!" Gay’s heart was too angry, his footsteps accelerated, and the sound should be very close. He held a black javelin. The blue veins of the hands are violent, and the hillside is the most unfavorable place to deal with the copper skin boar. He only has one chance. If he can't hit the deadly place, he may have to end his mercenary career for more than 20 years. No one can run a maddening wild boar in the downhill.

With a hand press, Gay jumped on a stone with a flexible shape, and took a step forward with his left foot. He held the right hand of the javelin and the body looked like a tough long bow, and made it almost instantly. The best posture for projection.

Impotence, strength, accuracy! All condensed in this javelin, he only had one chance!

Then he saw scenes that were hard to forget in this life.

The half-elf girl in a black little skirt stood on the blackened stone and threw a fireball at the fluttering copper boar.

The blue-violet fireball is only the size of a child's fist, and it is like a bubble that a child spits out compared to a large and constantly speeding wild boar. It does not seem to be the most threatening.

And with a sword standing there, McGonagall, it would be like watching a stay, but it is still motionless, I do not know dodge.

Then, the small fireball fell on the head of the copper boar.

"Hey!"

A loud explosion, the fist-sized fireball suddenly blasted open, and the blue-violet flame exploded. At the same time, the copper skin boar was wrapped, and the huge sound and the rising air wave directly let the ground sink ten centimeters. Shake for it.

The copper skin wild boar that rushed quickly seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. The body shape stopped almost instantly, and the skull's head was deformed by the bomb.

The blue-violet flame passed over, and the black hair of the small thumb was burned all at once, and the bronze-colored pig skin with metallic luster suddenly became golden red, as if it had been burnt.

After a moment of silence, the copper boar screamed with a fierce scream, slamming into flames and madly turning around and heading for the mountains.

But only ran for a few tens of meters and fell to the ground, twitching a few times, completely without breath, the air is floating in the aroma of the pig oven.

"This...this...how is it possible! A four-year-old three-level magician?!!" Gay, who witnessed all this, his lips were shaking, and it was hard to describe his mood.

It’s not that he hasn’t seen a more powerful magician. It’s just that this half-elf girl is too small. Three or four-year-old three-level magician, if it’s spread out, I’m afraid that the whole Nolan continent will be sensational!

The last genius magician who made the mainland vibrate was the Elena Princess Irina, who was born and kissed with magic. When he was three years old, he became a first-level magician. At the age of five, he was already a third-level magician. At the age of twenty-six, he reached the top ten magician, and this talent is the youngest generation.

With the life of the Elf family for at least eight hundred years, no one knows what height she can reach in the future. Even the Elf Queen of the year spent more than 40 years to become a 10th-level magician.

Now, this little half-elf girl has been able to easily use the magic that is comparable to the three-level magician's full blow. This talent may be stronger than the elf princess of the year.

She will surely become a dazzling star rising in the magician world, and may even reach the height of the elf princess, becoming an unprecedented half-elf magician.

"It seems that I think more, they are prepared, but the little girl responsible for the protection..." Gay glanced at the roasted golden copper wild boar, and took back a bit of awkwardness. javelin.

"Would you like to be so ferocious!" Before the explosion, McGonagall had already retreated a few meters under the warning of the system. He was almost turned into the hot spring pool by the blast, and he was astonished to see that it had turned into a golden roast. Pig's copper skin wild boar.

Amy is always a genius, he has always been very clear, otherwise the two great magicians of Krassu and Julian will not rush to rob Ami.

But Amy’s hand has always looked like a cute little fireball. When did the power become so terrible? Although I burned Sargeras and burned Krassu, it was just burning, but the fireball had just exploded, which was no less than a small shell.

"System, you said that the 100% chance of survival really makes sense. Bringing Amy is indeed a wise choice, but fortunately, I didn't buy your equipment." McGonagall said in his heart.

"If you purchase the equipment of this system, this system will be accompanied by a life accident insurance, if the host has an accident, the system will also make your family get rich compensation." The system tried to refute.

"Should I be happy?" McGonagall couldn't help but rolled his eyes in his heart. The sword in his hand went to the ground and went to the big stone and opened his hands and looked at Amy and said with a smile: "Millet is awesome. Today, I helped my father a lot, come down."

"But..." Amy looked at McGon's right hand, which was stained with blood. He said with concern: "Father, your hand must be very painful? Pig and pig stupid, bleeding you, so I will take it. Cooked so that it won't crash."

"My father is fine, just a little wound, it doesn't hurt." McGonagall looked at Amy's worried look, and felt warm, smiled and shook his head, took a gray handkerchief from his pocket, and spared it in his right hand. A circle, just a little wound, really nothing, reaching out and holding Amy and the ugly duckling.

"Then I will blow you up, it will not hurt if you blow it." Amy still didn't feel relieved, pulling his hand and blowing it gently, the serious little expression stayed cute.

"Well, it doesn't hurt at all." McGonagall nodded with a surprise, and his left hand smiled and touched Amy's hair, which turned to Gay standing not far away.

"Hey? Grandpa Tiger, how come you?" Amy asked curiously as he looked at Gay.