Brad glanced towards the hillside, then asked the dogboy on the side, "Dog, how do you use your magic?" ”

Although the dog baby was told by Aldilan that he had a talent for fire magic, he never tapped it.

And the wind system is the magic of the dog baby.

"It's easy! Use the acceleration effect in the wind magic to speed up my arm......"

As she spoke, she condensed her wind magic on her right arm and smashed it into a big tree next to her.

"Then this punch can explode faster and stronger."

Boom!

As the dog baby owed for a while, the smashed tree slowly turned around and glanced at the dog baby.

Only then did the dog baby realize that she owed a little money on the side of the road, and she actually met a tree man.

And this tree man, with a dense canopy, is like an exploding head, stretching out seven or eight hands, grabbing the dog baby.

Fortunately, the speed of this tree man is not very fast, and the dog baby immediately used his storm fist technique to fight fiercely with the other party.

From standing against you, to lying down against you, to being thrown back and forth on the ground to fight.

And in Brad's palm, a blast of wind condensed, constantly circling and changing.

Previously, all of Brad's spells required spells, except for very low-level spells like fireballs.

Brad didn't know why low-level magic could be unleashed without spells.

Recently, Brad has combined spells based on his need for magic, and has discovered that if you can think of an effect, you can find a spell that achieves that effect, or rather, a spell that you want to combine with magic.

But now, Brad suddenly understands that maybe he has been thinking wrong all along.

Spells are just a means for humans to help themselves better control the use of mana and the elements.

As long as you can clearly understand the effect of the magic you want, then you don't need a spell to cast it.

At this moment, as soon as Brad raised his hand, the surrounding ground was swept up one after another, turning into a storm, rising into the sky, and then dissipating in an instant.

"I see, there are only two kinds of magic in this world. A kind of magic that can do whatever you want. A kind of magic that can't just do what you want. ”

Brad knows that as long as you understand magic well enough, you can unleash any effect you want.

Even if there is no mantra, even if there is no one to teach.

On the contrary, more wizards spend their entire lives only controlling magic through spells, without understanding the true meaning of magic, so they can only release known magic formulaically.

Doing what you want is the true meaning of magic.

At this moment, Brad excitedly glanced at the dog baby next to him, wanting to share the good news.

It turned out that the dog baby was being pressed to the ground by the treeman on the side of the road and rubbed.

This rubbing on the ground is not a metaphor.

It was really pressed to the ground by the tree man and rubbed.

Brad sighed helplessly and said to the tree man, "Tree man, let go of that dog!" ”

After saying this, Brad himself felt awkward.

And I also realized a very serious problem, I found four henchmen, why didn't I find a beautiful woman to raise my eyes.

After looking for these four goods, it gives me a headache when I think about it.

The Treant stopped, turned his head to look at Brad, and then flipped his ass over at the dog on the ground and continued to rub it.

"Your Highness, help! It's going to be worn out......"

Brad pursed his lips and blew lightly at the canopy above the treeman's head.

Whew-

A breeze blew, but when it drifted into the distance, it turned into a strong wind.

Hula all at once.

The Treant stopped his hand again, stretched out a few dry and rough hands, and touched the top of his head.

The originally dense explosion head is now left with leaves in the three directions left and right.

Before, Brad didn't understand why there was a song that sang "I want to break into the forest and dive to the bottom of the sea with you".

The forest is the forest, and the bottom of the sea is the bottom of the sea, and these two places are not together.

But now it seems that in the forest, you can really see the sea.

If the Mediterranean Sea is also a sea.

The tree man dropped the dog in his hand and turned to hide his face and weep.

The dog, who was finally saved, stood up and slapped the dust off her body while thanking Brad.

"Thank you, Your Highness, it was really too dangerous just now."

Brad glanced at the dog's ass.

"Do you have any spare pants?"

"Nope! Why do you bring spare pants, I'm sixteen and I won't wet the bed. ”

The dog baby said, slapping the dusty hands on her body and landing on her buttocks.

"Huh? Where's my pants? ”

Brad shook his head helplessly, was he too hasty when he was looking for a henchman before.

The dog baby is the person who wants to train himself to become his own herald.

Sixteen years old, and still bare-assed!

Hey—

Brad ignored the dog, but looked towards the hillside, stretched out his left hand, and a gust of wind swept up the iron ring on the ground to his hand; With his right hand stretched out, the iron rod of the U-shaped head came into his hand.

Brad then pushed the hoop forward, while the endless wind swirled around him, forming a powerful shield that protected Brad as he pushed the hoop forward.

Even around the hoop, there is a strong wind guarding the hoop, so that the hoop keeps moving forward.

The dog baby in the back was stunned when she saw this scene.

"Your Highness, are you cheating?"

"No ......"

Hearing Brad say this, the dog baby nodded.

That's right!

For example, how could His Highness be such a handsome and noble person, how could he cheat?

Then, the dog heard Brad say leisurely, "I call it - hang!" ”

Brad said, pushing the hoop and almost reaching the top of the hill.

"God didn't give birth to me Brad, it's boring."

Brad said, shouting at the stones and trees flying from the other end of the hill, "Hang on! ”

Around the hillside, endless storms condensed, like rolling wheels, directly crushing the hillside to the ground.

Endless tornadoes, obscuring the sky and the sun.

On this day, Brad Chadson, the prince of the Kingdom of Chadson, broke through the seventh-order wind wizard.

The dog baby stood behind Brad and was shocked to see the nice little hill being razed to the ground.

"It turns out that I have been listening to Zhao Si say that the wheels of history have been rolling over, and today I finally understand, what does it mean to run over? Your Highness is mighty, Your Highness is majestic, Your Highness is long-lasting, Your Highness's specialty-"