In fact, the situation at this time has slowly become a little unfavorable to Ain.

The flames on the surrounding trees that had been ignited by the fireball technique had been slowly extinguished, and the damage and damage to that piece of bone frame were far less serious than before.

"If it drags on like this, maybe those bones ......" Ain couldn't help but be a little worried, even if it wasn't difficult for him to get out of the battle, but in this situation where there were no supplies and the White Mountain Range was cleared by the Drew army, this group of survivors should be Ain's greatest hope for replenishment.

However, after Ain used the wall to block the rancid cyst, the necromancer did not draw another scroll to attack, but used the spell he had memorized in the spell slot in a decent manner.

"Acceleration ......" Ain watched the necromancer's action of casting spells, and his brain couldn't react, "What kind of acceleration ......technique do you use at this time?"

Since there was no way to grasp the attack routine that this necromancer might adopt in the future, Ain could only choose a round of magic missiles to suppress the past.

However, the necromancer's hand stroked the badge on his chest slightly, and a Dao Demon Energy light enveloped him again.

"Jumping ......" Ain watched as the necromancer turned into a kangaroo with the blessing of these two spells, jumping and dodging the attacks of his five magic missiles.

But at this time, the path of the necromancer's advance had already revealed his intention to attack - he wanted to get close to Ain and engage in contact battles at close range.

Indeed, many of the Necromancy's spells require close contact to be effective.

The duration of the effect of the flying spell blessed on Ain has almost come to an end, and Ain is trying to find a way to distance himself while using magic missiles to counterattack.

However, this magic missile is different from the last five, if you don't back down or turn around, this necromancer will be hit by at least one magic missile.

However, the necromancer was undaunted, and when a magic missile was about to arrive, he completed the spell of a false life.

Ain smiled a little when he saw the necromancer's performance.

The magic missile that hit the necromancer did not explode at all, nor did it shine a strong impact on the hit area, but instead knocked the necromancer out of the air.

Like the magic missile that converted magic energy into speed just now, Ain still relied on spellcasting skills from the game in his previous life, which did not count spellcasting skills. Converts the magic power contained in the magic missile from explosion damage and point impact to knockback.

And of the other four magic missiles, two are still in the air. When the necromancer was knocked away by the knockback effect, it also suddenly turned around and hit the necromancer directly.

In this way, the distance between Ain and the necromancer is controlled at a safe distance again.

Aine was still a little apprehensive. Because in the game of his previous life, the race of the character he played was the day elves. While elven swordsmanship is also a combination of art and strength, Adam's weapon of choice is the longbow......

Later, when he was used as a joke by his teammates, he didn't realize what the problem was, until one time, after being caught by a disgusting spellbreaker slime and having to use a very precious spell item, he realized how stupid the longbow he chose as a racial specialty weapon.

But in the end, Aine chose to break the jar and broke it...... So much so that when someone later commented on Aine on the forum, there was such a sentence in the evaluation language: In addition to not being a qualified melee fighter, he has no regrets in his life......

But now Ain doesn't have a longbow or arrows in his hand, although he has a dagger, but one-on-one, and the other party is also blessed to detect invisibility, it seems that it is not a good idea to work part-time as a wanderer.

In a situation like the one where the necromancer is determined to get close, Ain has no effective way to keep a distance. If you are one-on-one in a more open area, you may even try to fly a kite to force the necromancer to spell spells with yourself. The current terrain, combined with the skeletons that could be enclosed at any moment, are a few of the reasons why Ain is limited to flying kites.

The spellcasting material was evaporated again, and a ray of Vigna's light shot towards the necromancer.

However, this time, the spell of the false life blessed on him could help him absorb the damage of this round of Viña's light. There is nothing Ain can do, if he doesn't prioritize the false life effect on his body, he may not be so easy to use spells that can control the effect.

It can be said that this round of spells was exchanged, compared to the necromancer rushing towards Ain just now, it only bought Ain about one more spell.

One spell isn't a lot, but it can be a winner. What's more, he also swapped one of the Necromancer's spells for defense.

You must know that not every mage has a magic pool, no, it should be said that only Ain has a magic pool, and you can choose a spell according to your needs when it is about to be released.

The other mages, including the necromancer who rushed towards Ain, had to prepare their spells every day before fighting. There is not enough quiet rest, and there is simply no way to modify the spells that have already been prepared.

Indeed, at this time, the necromancer's heart was very upset. His mission was to sweep away these small villages, which had no power to fight back, so he was conservative and prepared a false life spell for himself to save his life. I didn't expect to be deceived directly by that strange magic missile, and if I had to use it a little later, he would have been able to stick it directly to Ain's face when Ain consumed the false life.

Now that the cover of the false life has been lost, even if the displacement technique is used, there is almost no possibility of easily attaching to the face.

Ain, who seems to have suffered a little bit from the use of spell slots, is the winner in the round of exchange just now.

The necromancer's dash came to a halt, and Ain and the necromancer looked at each other about twenty yards apart.

"I didn't expect ......" The necromancer's voice was a little hoarse, and after a slight sigh, he then pulled out a scroll and chanted directly.

"It's a scroll again......" Ain frowned when he saw this kind of spell casting that was completely burning money, because all his income was used to pay off the debts he saved from spell learning, so now Ain can basically be regarded as the poorest three-ring mage in the entire main plane.

The other mage's scroll wands were so happy that he could only cast spells silently - either with spell slots or with manic slots from the magic pool......

"But even if you have so many scrolls, the one who dies is still you." Ain said coldly, but the action of grabbing the spell materials did not stop. Because the spell he is unleashing now, combined with the spell silent specialization on the oak staff, a mouth is free to taunt.