Arcane Missile!

Perhaps because the rage value reached 100 points, the arcane missile that Sean guided this time was obviously twice as large as before.

A fist-sized arcane missile flew towards Brad.

However, Hakuba is too fast, and Sean is too slow to react. By the time Sean guided the Arcane Missile, the white horse had already flown out 30 meters away, could the Arcane Missile still catch up?

Can't catch up!

However, at this moment, a pig's cry suddenly sounded, deafening, like a thunderbolt from the sky, like a mountain collapsing, like the elf of Mount Hyjal blowing up Akmund, and like the explosion of the Well of Eternity in ancient times......

Rumble!

A tall and great sow, entrenched in the road, glared angrily at the white horse and Brad on the white horse's back, and roared angrily.

Then the white horse, frightened by the domestic sow, stopped its hooves instantly. Sean was sure that the white horse hadn't been so obedient this time along the way.

Then, frightened, Brad almost fell off his horse, but fortunately he grabbed the reins in time and hung himself around the horse's neck...... Alive.

Brad was completely stunned.

It's that house sow again! The ghost is not gone, is it too much? What kind of hatred is this, it's not okay to chase it for half a month? Auntie, please let me go!

Brad scrambled onto his horse, urging the white horse to run.

Don't say it, the white horse also knows how to run. In the short memory of Hakuba's life, he has never encountered such a terrible ...... Domestic sows.

However, Brad was still wrong.

The white horse turned his head and ran, even running the fastest speed in his life, but the speed of the domestic sow was far faster than he imagined.

Just look at the domestic wild boar, four hooves on the ground, crazy running, smoke and dust behind him, the ground trembling under his feet, almost instantly, rushed behind the white horse, and then lowered his noble head, four hooves exerted force, jumped violently, rushed at the white horse's buttocks, and crashed over.

Rumble!

Can you imagine what kind of scene it is like for a pig of at least 800 pounds to hit the butt of a white horse of up to 300 pounds at the speed of a meteor catching the moon?

This picture should not be too pretty.

The white horse screamed, the four hooves fell to the ground, and there was no chance to sing and conquer, and the poor horse was born for just a few years, and it ended like this, and he didn't even get a horse girl before he died, how a miserable and miserable relative.

And Brad, this time he finally failed to grab the reins, the whole person was planted from the white horse, the slender and thin body, there was no time to react, he directly turned his head to the ground, made a close contact with the ground, his neck was crooked, and he swallowed.

One crash, two lives!

Sean was dumbfounded.

Rick was dumbfounded.

The white horse under Rick's seat trembled.

The domestic sow was triumphant and raised her head proudly.

It was at this time that the arcane missile that Sean had already released had a close encounter with the domestic wild boar.

Yes, complete intimacy, direct slap in the face, slap in the face, slap in the face......

Sean's mouth opened wider, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Of course, the domestic sow did not expect that some missile would hit her in the face when she was most proud of her life.

Although the brass collar around her neck flashed yellow, and an invisible mana shield blocked the arcane missile, the domestic sow was still angry.

Anyone still dares to slap themselves in the face?

He is the beauty pageant champion, fighting champion, running champion, and push-up champion of the All-Elwin Forest Domestic Pig Competition...... All kinds of champions, the only winner of the first prize!

Don't see the brass collar around your neck, which is the prize for the first prize?

The first sow in the whole of Alwyn Forest, the great "princess", was furious.

She bowed her noble head slightly, and kicked the ground on all fours, ready to teach the guy who had angered her an eternal and unforgettable lesson.

Sean saw the princess not far away kicking the ground on all fours, and the whole person was not good.

Losing an eye of insight at the domestic sow, Sean is even worse.

"I'll go, isn't it just a domestic sow, how to challenge the level up to, up to level 8!"

Yes, the domestic sow in front of me has a challenge level of 8. If you compare it to the warrior class, then it is at least a mid-level warrior with class level 6.

How could there be such a terrible domestic sow!

In the depths of Sean's memory, some information suddenly emerged.

"I'll go, this pig, this pig, can't it be the most famous sow in the Elwyn Forest, the legendary 'princess'?"

The princess is just a name, but its heroic appearance is vividly remembered by every human gamer.

Back then, it and its two little brothers were so difficult to mess with, how enchanting, and how sexy......

Well, how terrible.

Sean knows very well that at this stage, against the "princess", there is probably only a loss in addition to losing.

"It's miserable."

Sean wanted to cry without tears.

When I turned my head, Rick had already run away, ran away, ran away......

"This shameless Rick, when the master sees you, he will definitely not spare you!" Sean was so angry that his teeth were itching.

Do you have to face domestic sows alone?

Could it be that his traversal career is about to be buried under the hooves of a domestic wild boar?

It was at this time that Sean suddenly remembered something.

A good thing.

A good thing that was drawn by lottery after clearing the "Fishman Shoal".

He thought he wouldn't use that thing for a while, but he couldn't imagine that it would be used today, now, and on that domestic sow.

"Ghost reins, blue quality, well-equipped. Can be used on any creature up to challenge level 10, taming it into its own mount. And because of the ghost possession, the strength of the mount will be improved to varying degrees. ”

Take out the ghost reins, and Sean strikes a pose.

When the domestic sow rushed in front of him, Sean dodged beautifully, and then put the ghost reins around the neck of the domestic sow.

This is definitely the best skill of a young mage in his life.

The ghost reins are worthy of being produced by the Space Fortress, and they must be high-quality.

After slapping the sow in the neck, the sow quickly stopped her hooves and turned around, a flash of struggle in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared and became extremely docile.

It walked up to Sean with graceful steps, its front legs slightly bent, and made a standard pig salute.

From then on, the house-bred sow named "Princess" became Sean's first mount.

Among Sean's many resounding titles in the future, the loudest title, the first one, was finally born.

"Pig Rider Mage, Sean Hazuki!"