28. Fire tornado

The information captured by Yu Guang came back.

Not only are there seven water ghosts and a swamp witch here, Lan En's last investigation was actually limited by his field of vision, and he knew it was flawed.

But he didn’t expect that there was a water ghost not far away.

Lan En’s eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

“He showed up early.”

Yes, Bernie showed up early. Before Lan En could focus all threatening eyes on him, Bernie came from The bushes stood up.

Maybe he was too nervous, or maybe he was afraid that Lan En wouldn’t be able to hold on. The reason didn’t matter.

Anyway, it turned out that a water ghost entangled Bernie.

In Lan En's several hunts, under his violent swordsmanship, these not-so-strong monsters would even turn into stumps.

In the folk, everyone also recognizes the water ghost as a monster that farmers can kill one-on-one with a dung fork.

It seems that this kind of monster has no threat at all.

But this situation has its own internal logic.

The first farmer holding a dung fork has an attack range much larger than the water ghost's claws.

The second water ghost’s claws cannot break the wooden pole of the dung fork with one blow, let alone destroy the metal prongs of the dung fork.

Even if the piercing attack of the third dung fork does not come with the evil-destroying effect of silver, it can still cause fatal damage to the organs of the water ghost.

Clear logic and organization.

This is the reason why the Water Ghost cannot defeat the Dung Fork Farmer one on one.

Now, Bernie is a veteran hunter, and his combat experience is as high as that of ordinary farmers.

But apart from the bow and arrow, he only had a hunting knife in his hand.

The monsters that the Dung Fork farmer can defeat are hard to say for today’s experienced hunters.

There are no levels in the real world. As long as the conditions are right, a water ghost can also kill an old hunter alone.

"Quick victory."

Looking at the swamp witch who was pacing with her paws on her chest and a strange smile, Lan En's eyes narrowed slightly.

If you delay any longer, Bernie may be bitten by the water ghost

"Mentos, I need you to build an air circulation model now."

"The air circulation model during task acceptance has been completed, and the real-time changes have been bound to the subject's position information."

After a pause of about one second, the intelligent voice made a statement in Lan En's field of vision. marked.

And as his footsteps move, the labels also change due to changes in terrain or humidity.

"Sir, according to the regulations, I must give you a reminder. If you fight according to the plan, there is an 87 chance that you will fall into a state of magic dryness that lasts for several minutes. Please make a careful decision."

But precisely because of the scarcity of magic power, inDue to the demon hunter's extremely fast body recovery, even recovering from a depleted state of magic power can only take a few minutes at most.

"Stick to the plan."

"Understood."

There was no wavering in the young man's tone.

He lowered the silver sword that had just dismembered three water ghosts in his hand, bowed his body, and walked along an arc.

Hostility and murderous intent tug at the nerves of the remaining monsters, forcing them to respond to the enemy's actions.

This response may be big or small, even if it is just a few movements of footsteps.

But for Lan En, it was enough.

The remaining four water ghosts and a swamp witch who picked up another stone from the ground stood vaguely on a straight path amid this invisible restraint. superior.

At this point, Lan En's originally arched body slowly stood upright under the monster's gaze.

Humans' abnormal behavior only further aroused the monster's vigilance, and it kept roaring and screaming.

Until the young man put his silver sword, still stained with blood, back into the scabbard on his back leisurely.

"Wow"

The water ghosts were a little confused. Their fish-like brains couldn't understand why there were creatures that put away their claws when fighting.

But they won’t stop hunting because of doubts.

More intense and unbridled hostility began to appear on the monsters.

Facing this scene, Lan En calmly raised his left hand in their direction.

A cold white magic light spread out.

"Alder."

Psychic shock wave.

"Bang"

A moderate blast of air hit the monsters.

The monsters who instinctively assumed a defensive posture and protected their heads with both arms were even a little confused.

This power is so small

The dead fish eyes looked at each other.

Rather than saying this is a "telekinetic shock", it is better to say it is a fairly strong wind.

Compared with Lan En’s violent and ferocious swordsmanship just now, it was even too weak to be worth mentioning.

The air flow brought up by the seal is still blowing.

Wind

"Wow"

The Swamp Witch felt something was wrong.

When will there be wind in the lower level of such a dense forest?

"The air circulation model has been constructed, with a completion level of 68 and meets the usage standards."

Then, the swamp witch saw the human being not far away, and before she could put down her left hand, she raised her right hand.

The same dazzling gesture, this time lit up with a warm orange light.

Inexplicably, a sense of danger suddenly made it scream.

"Wow wow wow"

But accompanied by the scream was aSmooth human voice.

"Igni."

"Boom"

Hot fire burst out from the center of Lan En's handprint in an instant

It was only then that the invisible wind was rendered into a specific shape by the flames.

It is a spiral winding airflow

It is like a small tornado that has been laid sideways

The airflow is constantly enveloping the surrounding air. Bringing sufficient oxygen, Igni's flames burned more and more fiercely with the supply of oxygen

The fire tornado with a diameter of more than two meters and extending to ten meters away swept the water ghost on a straight road. and Swamp Witch all shrouded.

The body fluids under the skin were boiling, and the monsters let out screams that would make other monsters tremble in fear.

In a temperature-condensing environment like a small tornado, even the magic flame can easily reach thousands of degrees.

This group of water ghosts and swamp witches, when the fire tornado dissipated a few seconds later, only the corpses whose skin had been completely burned were left.

The puddles in the forest have also been evaporated, and white smoke is rising from the foul-smelling soil.

After Lan En drew the Igni Seal, he immediately propped up his legs and gasped for air.

The subsequent flames are purely the spontaneous combustion of the fire tornado.

The ability to fire two seals in a row is supposed to be the strength of the Griffin School. It is not easy for him to use it even if he is from the Bear School.

The fire tornado in front of him has disintegrated, but the remaining warmth makes his skin ache.

Lan En had been panting for several seconds, but he could not feel the abnormality in his body returning with his breathing.

Because what he lacks is not physical strength, but magic power. It's just that the lack of magical power is very similar to the lack of physical strength.

Drawing his body still tired for a few minutes, Lan En endured the discomfort and pulled out the silver sword behind him and threw it in the direction of Bernie.

When the water ghost was about to peel off his neck with its claws, it pierced the opponent's heart first.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

The water ghost suddenly collapsed and fell down with the silver sword, making a crisp "ding" sound.

Lan En’s originally soothing brows immediately froze.

"Fuck, the sword I just repaired must have the blade hitting the stone."

Lan walked to Bernie and pulled him up from the ground, frowning.

"Just now I put the bloody sword back into its sheath. This time I even had to change the scabbard." Please remember to bookmark it, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading