For water magicians who are good at auxiliary skills, "light body technique" can be regarded as one of the low-level skills that must be learned in the early magic class, and for academic magicians, maximizing the capacity of the magic pool and learning enough magic skills is an important condition for demonstrating the ability of magicians. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThey rated the mage by checking the mana capacity of the mage's magic pool, as well as checking whether the affinity of the magic element was enough to learn more advanced magic skills.

If a mage is going to be ranked, they must have the above two factors, which are a strong magic pool and a higher level of magic skills, both of which are indispensable. Therefore, for an auxiliary magician like Sister Guoguo, "Light Body Technique" and "Ice Shield" are both mandatory magic skills for her, and compared to those skills, "Ice Ridge Path" can be regarded as a higher level of ice magic.

According to the level of magic skills in the Academy of Magic, there are usually five levels of magic skills. This introduction is a bit too vague, using fire-based skills as an example: the most common first-level fire-based magic skills are: small fireballs, second-level fire-based magic skills: Lianzhu fireballs, third-level fire-based magic skills: burst flames, fourth-level fire-based magic skills: meteor fire showers, and fifth-level fire-based magic skills: summon a nine-headed fire snake. There is even a more advanced forbidden spell: Doomsday.

"Light Body Technique" and "Ice Shield" are considered first-level beginner-level magic skills, while "Ice Ridge Path" is a first-level high-level magic skill, because this magic skill itself has a certain slowing effect, so it is barely a support skill. For those academic instructors, a magician who has learned the "Ice Ridge Path" is far stronger than a magician who can only "light the body". However, this is not the case in real combat. It's like the battle in front of you. The "Ice Trail" doesn't actually play a big role, but the role of the "Light Body Technique" is very important.

For these orc warriors. The most difficult thing to overcome is the natural skill "Gravity Field" of the swamp zombies. The entire camp was already in a state of double gravity, and the orcs were in the gravity field. Although they will not be pressed to the ground and unable to get up, it takes a lot of physical strength to make every movement, and if there is a blessing of "light body technique", at least they can return to their usual state.

Sister Guoguo and I walked out of the tent, we felt like we were carrying a boulder on our backs, and each step required twice as much physical strength, looking at the trench in the distance, I don't know how many swamp zombies fell in the four-meter-wide trench, becoming the cornerstone of the activities of other zombies. I followed Sister Guoguo to cover my mouth and nose, endure the stench around me, bypass the huge pile of corpses in the open field of the camp, and climb the dirt wall that has been trampled to a disproportionate place.

The trench around the camp was like a river of death, the River Styx, filled with corpses, and countless zombies struggled to crawl out of the trench, but it became difficult to climb out because of the tearing of each other. Behind them, swamp zombies stepped on them one after another, and the zombies stacked on top of each other let out a low, angry roar, which would make people feel terrifying even if they looked at it.

The gray dwarf slave on the side was shirtless. Sweating, he hooked a swamp zombie that was about to break out of the trench with an iron hook, and the swamp zombie seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and he clung to the iron hook and did not let go, and he smelled the fresh flesh at the other end of the hook with his keen sense of smell. It tried to lean in and taste the delicious orc blood.

However, as soon as its body came out of the trench, it felt a violent sound of wind breaking through the air reaching its ears. Subconsciously raised its strong arm to block its face, and a sharp short spear pierced its arm. Plunged directly into its head, green juice and cloudy brain splattered. The zombie hung on the iron hook, its body twitching, and the soul fire in its eye sockets kept dimming.

The spear was withdrawn by an orc-girl, her hands trembling slightly, carefully wiping the sticky corpse fluid off the wooden pole of the spear. Sweat ran down her cheeks and into her chest, forming countless streams on her wheat-colored skin. Her arms were strong and powerful, but by this time she was out of breath even with a short spear.

That zombie was just one of the thousands of swamp zombies, and the zombies that pounced on the back, under the cover of night, didn't know how many there were. After more than a month of recuperation, the physical fitness of this beast girl has improved significantly, even in the tribe at the beginning, the life of the beast girl is not good enough to eat meat every day.

And now she can drink a bowl of fragrant dried meat batter porridge almost every day, her leather armor is still the one she wore when she fled from drowning, and now the tight hoop is on her body, and the full chest will always break the rope buckle on her chest, and she doesn't even have to deliberately bow her head to see her majestic ****. Usually, she always has inexhaustible strength, and can even run a few kilometers in the wilderness with the argali, but now, she is almost so tired that she wants to lie in the mud, gently close her eyes and squint for a while, and a short time is also good.

The muscles all over the body have become sore, and even if you hold your hands on the short spear, the tendons in your arms will pull together. But she still stood on the earthen wall, watching intently at the corpses in the trench, and if any zombie was hooked, she would quickly send a short spear into its head. Then use a sharp plate axe to chop off the entire head of the swamp zombie and pile it around. The entire corpse of the swamp zombie will be quickly dragged away by the gray dwarf slave behind him.

This is the thirty-second swamp zombie she killed tonight, the head of each swamp zombie is the merit card of the orc warrior, and the corpse of those swamp zombies is the proof of the reward of the gray dwarf slaves, the orc overseer of the quarry personally said to each gray dwarf slave that every time the headless corpse of a swamp zombie is dragged back, he will be rewarded with a vegetable ball after the battle, these gray dwarves were starving to death a few days ago, and now they heard that there was food to eat when they worked, and the gray dwarf slaves began to drag the zombies in the trenches desperately for their vegetable dumplings。 It is precisely because these gray dwarf slaves are like being beaten with chicken blood that this orc warrior has so much to gain.

She poked her spear against the earthen wall, reached out and touched the water bladder around her waist, wanting to take a sip of water to moisten her throat, which had been hoarse and dry. But the bladder has become shriveled, open the cork and bring the water spout to your mouth. Shaking vigorously only allowed a few drops of water to flow. These few drops of water didn't even soothe her chapped lips.

At this moment, one of the orc overseers in the quarry withdrew his gaze from the orc warrior's short spear poking into the ground with some greed. looked at the dull iron chisel in his hand, and smacked his tongue with envy. His little bean-sized eyes kept blinking, and he took out the water bladder on his waist and handed it over.

The orc warrior looked at the orc overseer with some surprise, which made the orc overseer look a little embarrassed, and the somewhat weak-hearted orc overseer was about to hang the water bladder back on his waist, and the orc warrior had already snatched it up, bit off the cork, and drank three sips in succession. Then he quickly returned the water bladder to the orc overseer, just thinking of saying thank you. At this time, it happened that a team of gray dwarf slaves walked up to the earthen wall and reported to the orc overseer: "According to your orders, our team has gathered a hundred zombie corpses......

When the orc warrior saw the gray dwarf slave reporting to the orc overseer, she swallowed back what she was about to say, turned to look at the zombie who was about to crawl out of the trench, and was not paying attention to the orc overseer, so angry that the orc overseer gave the gray dwarf slave who came over to show her merit.

Sister Guoguo pulled me. Drawing a simple magic array, I saw that the balls of light of the wind elemental intertwined with each other and flew into the legs of the beast female warrior. Suddenly, the beast female warrior looked at her legs in surprise, and raised her thighs suspiciously, feeling relaxed for the first time in a long time. She looked at the gray dwarf slaves around her with some confusion who were trying to hook zombies with iron hooks, and found that they were still struggling to move, and for a moment she wanted to jump with joy.

Sister Guoguo doesn't allow me to get separated from her in this mess. She now has a good reason for that, and that's the sapphire drum. As long as I infuse the stone drum with pure water elemental mana, the stone drum will be within two or three meters of it. The "rain of mana" continued to fall from the sky, and these gentle magic elements were very quickly replenished into Sister Guoguo's body, turning into the magic power in the magic pool in her body.

The mana cost of the primary magic of "Light Body Technique" is not high, and Sister Guoguo is relying on me to follow her, and the stone drum totem with the effect of "Magic Recovery" has been slowly recovering the magic power in her magic pool, and she actually made the skill of "Light Body Technique" like a cheap cabbage, throwing it around, and I secretly despised her.

This is the power of the magician, infinitely magnified on the battlefield. A support mage like Sister Guoguo, if she has enough mana, she can almost change the combat power of the entire team.

It's like now she's walking on an earthen wall, reaching out to draw a snowflake-shaped magic pattern circle in the air. Just with a light touch of the hand, the magic pattern circle turned into a light blue ice shield, appearing on a fallen orc warrior, behind her struggling to crawl out of the trench of the swamp zombie, a claw slapped on the ice shield, and immediately crushed the ice shield, the bulky giant claw was blocked by the ice shield to stop for a moment, when the ice shield was broken, so that the entire zombie claw was frozen with a layer of frost, the orc warrior hurriedly climbed out two steps, and the zombie's big claw swept over the leg of the beast warrior dangerously.

The orc warrior was about to run over from afar, and thanked Guoguo in person, and Qiangbach in the distance shouted, "Return to your position and continue to fight!"

Too many swamp zombies rushed through the trench and were crawling towards the dirt wall, and the swamp corpse king who followed behind also advanced little by little with the corpse tide, and there were already several sections of the earth wall that were broken by the swamp zombies, and those orc female warriors standing on the dirt wall, who ran a little slower, would be torn to pieces by the brutal and cold-blooded swamp zombies, and the warm blood sprinkled on the faces of the swamp zombies, making the zombies stained with orc blood even more crazy.

As more and more swamp zombies trampled on their companions and crossed the trench, the first line of defense of the entire camp became precarious, and Kuz had already conveyed the order to retreat, but there were still some orc warriors who could retreat in time in the future, and were instantly overwhelmed by the rush of corpses.

The entire defense line was engulfed by swamp zombies little by little, and I was standing beside Sister Gogo at this time, and Kutz ran towards me, followed by the maid Asakusa who did not leave an inch. I saw that the ground on the back of the earthen wall was covered with frost traps, so I asked Kuz: "Az, how many scrolls have you used this time?"

"The scrolls in the two demon sealing boxes that I brought were all made into traps and laid on the earthen walls of the camp!" Kuz said to me indifferently, as easily as casually throwing out twenty or thirty magic scrolls, he saw that I was speechless for a while, and knew that this thing was not done properly, and hurriedly explained: "Didn't we do the same thing a few times before, and after the battle, we will put away those magic traps that are not used, and it will be the same next time!"

Four hundred reinforced frost scrolls, it took me and Qige more than half a month of **** nights and nights to draw hard, and twenty-seven ice grass alone were used, these scrolls were all on the way back to Gurudin, Qige and I stayed up late every night to make them. Some of the twenty-seven Ice Grass were purchased from orc gatherers in the wasteland, a few were collected from the Grey Dwarf Bandits, and even the last few were turned out of Sister Guoguo's pocket.

Using so many scrolls at once is equivalent to using up more than four hundred yellow-orange-orange gold coins, and I suddenly feel that even if it is a victory, this battle is paved with gold, and this time the price is a bit big, for no other reason, just because Qige has gone home, and now no one is able to equip us with that special milky ink, this enhanced version of the frost scroll, even if it is one less than one.

Kuz thought I was angry, after all, I and Kig stayed up for several nights to make these scrolls, and when they set the traps, they didn't have time to tell me, so they came over and put their arms around my shoulders and said, "I think it's worth it to replace the female warriors of the Raitu tribe with four hundred magic scrolls!"

I lowered my head and whispered in Kuz's ear, "The first battle with the swamp zombies, take out all our scrolls, what do you want us to do in the future, this thing will be one less when we run out! ”

The speed of speech was a little urgent, and I was a little excited when I spoke, but before that, our plan was only to block the footsteps of the swamp zombies with a small number of frost magic scrolls, and then evacuate the camp with the entire tribe, and use the speed advantage to eat away these zombies, with Viru and the members of the Wind Chaser Adventure Group to escort our tribe, we can say that the damage caused by the Swamp Corpse King and the Death Scythe can be minimized.

Kuzi also understood what I meant, and at this time remembered the plan he had discussed with me before the war, and it was obvious that this guy would not care about anything as soon as his mind became hot. Scratching his head with some regret, he looked back at the earthen wall on the outskirts of the camp, and by this time, the swamp zombies were already standing on the high earthen wall, and even the gray dwarf slaves running at the back had all retreated into the camp.

A death scythe suddenly appeared above our heads at this time, and before the body could completely poke out of the spatial crack, it was pierced through the head by Viru in the shadows, and fell directly from the night sky, and the bones of the whole body fell to the ground, only the black tattered cloak fluttered in the air, slowly falling.

The screams of zombies in the distance, the swamp zombies that had been on the earthen wall finally swooped down like a tide.

Ice Explosion!

Almost at the same time, the frost trap on the back of the entire earthen wall was triggered, and the ring-shaped earthen walls around the camp were instantly shrouded in the white cold air rising from the cold wave, perhaps the power of the four hundred enhanced frost scrolls was too great, and the night sky of the entire camp actually floated snowflakes, and the entire earthen wall turned into a world of ice crystals.

After the zombies that rolled down from the earthen wall triggered several frost traps in a row, they were frozen into a round lump of cylindrical ice, and the zombies on the earthen wall were already frozen into ice sculptures by the ice explosion when they pounced, and nearly a thousand swamp zombies lined up on the earthen wall, squeezed together and frozen solidly.

Only those swamp corpse kings in the corpse tide are covered with white ice crystals, and they walk slowly like a rusty machine, and those swamp zombies pushed away by the swamp corpse king are brittle like glassware, and those corpse kings only need to wave their big hands, and those swamp zombies that freeze into ice sculptures are shattered like glass, and the ice cubes are scattered all over the ground with the broken limbs. (To be continued.) )