Feeling the feedback from the plant, she turned around and walked to the small bed, took out some food and ate it in small bites.

In this world, the power of wizards has actually penetrated into the position of the head of various countries, but because of the pollution of spells similar to radiation, ordinary countries and people cannot enjoy the convenience brought by spells at all.

Therefore, the existence of sorcerers is mysterious and invisible to most people, and even some remote areas only exist in legends for sorcerers, and they are spread as mythical human beings.

As a wizard, Freya's difference in life level has set her apart from ordinary people.

However, even so, she is still a human being, she has her own family and loved ones, and she does not feel that ordinary people are just the cornerstone of wizards, which is essentially what sets Freya apart from most wizards who disregard life.

Of course, if it violates Freya's interests or something else, that's a different story.

The tent's good soundproofing allowed Freya to hear only a little outside.

A simple dinner is followed by a daily meditation routine.

Even though the apprentice-level meditation method could no longer bring her any mental strength, she still did this habit of keeping her mind active instead of sleeping.

As she meditated deeply, Freya's breathing gradually stabilized.

As the minutes passed, the light rain that had been falling stopped for some time, and only the accumulated rain of the leaves dripped little by little on the black ground. Make a crisp popping sound.

At this time, outside Freya's tent, a thick white mist was quietly rising.

A black bird flapped its wings and quietly stopped on top of the carriage.

I looked at the quiet tent in a daze.

And as the blackbird stopped, another blackbird flew over. And then another

After a while, the whole carriage was full of this strange blackbird with black feathers, densely packed, looking at the tent, quiet and eerie.

This group of blackbirds was slowly rising in the white mist, and the whole was like a dormant terrifying pitch-black monster.

In this strange atmosphere, a low moan suddenly came from among the birds.

'Boom'

The sound was like that of a baby. It's like the sound of a wild cat in heat, in short, it's unusually harsh.

The cacophony made Freya in the tent snap her eyes open.

But when she looked through the translucent tent window at the white mist rising from the window. But he was slightly stunned.

The alert spell she set up was based on the senses of plants, and abnormal weather like this should be able to give feedback, but the surrounding plants didn't react at all.

She frowned, sensing the connected psychic message. only to find that it was inexplicably blocked.

"What's going on!"

A faint dullness suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

Picking up the crosssword placed beside the bed, Freya alertly pulled open the tent.

It was still pitch black all around, but it was hazy because of the rise of the thick white mist, and the cold and moist water vapor after the rain shook her spirits.

Freya squinted slightly and looked around, but found that the white fog was so thick that she could barely see the carriage next to her, and only a dark outline could be seen.

She sniffed the white mist lightly, but she smelled a faint smell of decay, like the smell of rotting corpses buried in the ground for a long time.

Suddenly. She turned her gaze to the carriage and stared straight at the dark shadow in the white mist.

"Who is it! Come out! Her tone was cold.

A fiery touch burned along the crosssword.

Just as Freya wanted to test it, a strong corrosive aura was mixed with a strong wind pressure pop. Shoot it over!

The white mist around him seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade.

"Humph! Pretend to be a ghost! ”

Looking at the terrifying claws that slapped over, Freya's eyes were cold, the cross sword in her hand suddenly disappeared, and a slender red mark in the air directly greeted her.

'Poof! ’

At this moment, the cross sword in Freya's hand pierced through the terrifying claw as lightly as a fiery red spear, and black blood flowed down the blade, but it was quickly evaporated by the scorching heat above.

"Ga !!"

The sharp pain caused the monster behind the white mist to let out an unpleasant scream. The impaled claw wanted to withdraw in an instant.

But just as it retracted its claws, Freya slapped the ground with a gloomy face.

A fist-sized green rune flashed from his hand.

The aura of invisible energy spread out around her.

Moment. With a sore crunch, two thick brown vines burst out of the ground and quickly rolled up in the direction of the carriage.

The thick white mist was stirred up and tumbling for a while.

The two vines wrapped around the creature like two pythons, and they kept tightening under Freya's control.

After a while, a puddle of black-brown blood slowly fell.

Freya stood there and felt the life pass in it, muttering disdainfully.

"Is this the only way to do it? How dare you attack an official wizard, poor fellow!"

Through the two vines, she vaguely guessed what was attacking her, a special species between ordinary creatures and demonic creatures.

It has a certain energy breath, but its strength is much smaller than that of demonized creatures, and because of the erosion of energy, the deepest biological instinct is gone.

However, although she had already guessed what it was, Freya still did not let her guard down.

Being able to block the aura of magic she used to guard against is certainly not something that a creature without intelligence can do.

He shook the sword and shook off the dirt on it.

'Smack'

Freya snapped her fingers lightly, and a wisp of purple flame floated directly in the direction of the carriage by her.

When she got to the carriage, she opened her palms abruptly.

'Whew! ’

The flames, which were the size of fingernails, swelled instantly.

Huge purple flames rushed down towards the carriage.

Suddenly. The foul smell of burning flesh came out.

Through the intense light of the fire, Freya also saw the creature's general appearance.

It was like a collection of flesh and blood, with a large number of black feathers in between. Some of the bones and muscles were exposed, writhing unconsciously as the ashes burned.

Freya looked at the terrifying creature and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Synthetic creatures?"

I thought it was just a half-demonic creature, but I didn't expect it to be this one, which made Freya a little incomprehensible.

This dead thing was covered in a strong rancid stench, and a trace of the negative energy of the undead permeated it.

"Could it be the real material that escaped from the academy?"

While wondering where the creature came from. While walking towards the carriage.

Because of the precise control of the force, except for the creature. The carriage did not hurt a single bit.

Freya glanced at the dark horse in front of the car, but found that she was lying on the ground for some reason, but the breath of life was still there, and it was estimated that she had passed out.

It gave her a slight sigh of relief. If the horse dies in this forest, it will be a bit of trouble for her.

However, just as Freya wanted to clean up the remains of the creature.

Suddenly, another smell of decay came from behind.

This time, the attack was faster and more powerful than just now, and after adding Freya's attention to the wreckage, he didn't react for a while.

Just as the thing was about to stab her in the back.

Suddenly, a violent cyan hurricane suddenly appeared.

The invisible cyan blade directly sliced the thing into countless pieces, and the broken limbs flew everywhere.

And in Freya's body. A translucent cyan air stream is emerging.

"Anything else!?"

Feeling the breath behind her, Freya slowly turned her head and looked at the flesh foam on the ground with a gloomy face.

In the pupil of her right eye. A cyan rune loomed.

If it weren't for the automatic counterattack of the talent spell, it is estimated that even if this blow would not make Freya die, the injury would be certain.

Glancing coldly around, a large faint black shadow appeared in the originally hazy and rich white mist.

A strong stench of decay came to my nose.

From here, Freya also saw that this was not an accident at all. Someone deliberately dealt with her!

These dark shadows overlapped, but the exact number could not be seen.

'Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ’

Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of breaking through the air. Pitch-black shadows stabbed directly at Freya's head.

As approaching. Freya also saw these dark shadows clearly, but they were strange limbs condensed by countless flesh and blood.

Her face was slightly gloomy, and the Yin Red Cross Sword in her hand swept abruptly.

The tactile sensation of cutting objects is clearly transmitted.

In an instant, all the limbs that came at her were instantly smashed, but there was still something stabbed at the back.

"If it weren't for the fact that I didn't have a wide range of killing spells, these things wouldn't have been destroyed."

Freya fed off the attacks of these things as she watched as she quickly glanced around.

These things are clearly purposeful, and the decision is controlled by someone.

And she still wants to use these dregs to consume her body and spirit.

When quickly slashing off a pitch-black tentacle, Freya quickly pulled out a small black seed from her waist with her left hand without a sword and quietly sprinkled it on the ground.

These black seeds, as soon as they touched the ground, immediately burrowed into them.

While sensing the information of the Scout Seed, Freya also wondered in her mind who was targeting her.

These creatures were weak to her, but they seemed to kill endlessly.

Even Freya had a feeling that the people who controlled these synthetic creatures knew a lot about her, and even did a detailed investigation.

It's just that she thought about it and still didn't get any answer.

Freya was a low-key and transparent type when she was at the academy, and the only thing that stood out was the Rand incident, and she was ignored by the higher-ups because of Ashburn's defection.

"Who could it be?"

Although there are deep doubts in my heart, I have been constantly attacked like this, which makes Freya, who has always been calm, angry.

This attack occurred not long after she was promoted to wizard and her strength had not been completely restored, obviously trying to kill her!

This determination to kill also made Freya's eyes more and more cold.

Five minutes later.

As the battle continued, Freya sliced a monster that couldn't tell if it was a bird or a beast into pieces with a thud, and then exploded under a large tree.

The messy grass was littered with flesh and blood solids, and a strong rancid stench mixed with a strong necromantic energy came from it.

Just as Freya dodged the creature that had swooped down from the treetops, a clear message came to her mind.

This made her slightly stunned, and then showed a strong killing intent.

“！ Finally let me find you!! ”

Countless blood stains, even if they are blocked by innate spells, will inevitably stain their bodies.

At this time, some black spots had been splashed on her white robe, and her boots were even more disgusting and sticky when stepping on the grass.

Now after receiving the information suddenly, a strong white air flow suddenly erupted around Freya, who had been deliberately maintaining her body.

A row of cyan runes slowly lit up on her.

"Charlt Beslindra Wind!"

As the muttering spell broke, a cyan air flow slowly swept up with a strong sense of eruption.

In an instant, Freya's figure rushed out at an unbelievable speed.

The invisible talent force field immediately shredded the creatures that stood in the way and left them behind.

The wind was howling, a large amount of green vegetation was rapidly retreating, and Freya's figure seemed to be stretched for a long time as she ran rapidly.

As she got closer to the message point, she raised the cross sword in her hand with a cold expression and wiped it lightly.

The originally crimson cross immediately lit up with a cyan light, and an extremely dangerous aura permeated her body.

"The Final Chapter - Blood Bird!"

With the whisper of the crosssword, a blood-red flame erupted all over Freya's body.

The flames rose rapidly, gradually turning into a huge firebird composed of sharp air currents, and it was flying towards a huge tree with huge wings.

Wherever the firebird went, everything was reduced to pieces, and it was cut directly by the raging air currents!

'Boom!! ’

The beak of the cross sword turned into a bird, directly piercing the giant tree.

In the midst of countless flying flames, a black-robed man with a stunned face suddenly appeared from the shadows, and in front of him was a black distorted force field, although it resisted most of Freya's sharp air currents, it still suffered a lot of damage.

"How is that possible!" The stunned expression was followed by a hideous expression.

Looking at Freya, who was close at hand, the black-robed man quickly took out a black eyeball and threw it directly at her.

The eyeballs grew directly in the air, and a large deformed mouth suddenly cracked underneath, and dense Sen Ran sharp teeth bit at Freya.

"Ghost Eye Soul Eater!" Freya's face was solemn, and she stretched out her hand, and the cyan air flow slapped towards the big eyes.

At the same time, Freya was on the side of her body, forcibly dodging the bite.

The smell of fishy smell is missed from around.

This necromancy can't be directly touched at all, and can only be cracked or dodged with spells, otherwise it will be slowly assimilated once it is contaminated, and it will become a necromantic creature even if it is not bitten to death. (To be continued)