Chapter Forty-Five: Strange Teeth
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This surprise was not trivial, Vanessa subconsciously waved at the wolf, sat on the ground and stepped back. Unexpectedly, her hand waved over the wolf's body, and she wore it like this, without any strength.
This wolf with pure black hair turned out to be a phantom.
Vanessa was stunned, and suddenly felt the palm of her hand supporting the ground, and subconsciously raised it to take a look, only to see that the fangs were stuck in the palm of her hand. It's just that now this fang is unremarkable, and there is no longer any abnormality in the daytime.
But now that the strange scene was in front of her, Vanessa didn't care about it, she quickly pulled out her staff from behind her back and pointed it at the black wolf.
"Stand back! Whatever you are, otherwise, I'll burn you! Vanessa shouted, her voice trembling. She was now drenched in sweat, her heart was pounding, her breath was short, and she was extremely nervous.
Under such a moonlit night, in such a dangerous environment, a lone woman encountered such a strange thing, and the fear in her heart can be imagined. But who else can she rely on now?
Facing the sparkling staff, the black wolf's expression did not change, and it remained motionless.
After a long confrontation like this, it was not until the blue moon began to tilt westward, that Vanessa saw that the strange wolf had never made any moves, and her mind calmed down a little. She began to step back a little, the black wolf watched her quietly, and did not make any further moves, Vanessa was more determined, and turned to run after pulling a safe distance.
There was no movement behind her, and Vanessa became more relaxed, and she began to run in the predetermined direction, panting breathlessly.
Suddenly, the black light flashed around her, and Vanessa looked away in shock, only to see that the black wolf had caught up with her at some point, running side by side, silently.
Her mind suddenly lost her mind, and in a panic, she stepped on the hem of her skirt and fell, and when she scrambled to get up, her delicate fair face was already covered with mud.
"What the hell are you? Why follow me?! Vanessa brushed her hair away and pointed her staff at the wolf again, her voice tinged with a hint of anger in her panic, and she was so frightened that she became angry. You must know that she is not a weak woman, but a demon evoker at the top of the second order!
In the face of Vanessa's reprimand, the strange wolf did not move, and looked at her silently.
Vanessa was really on fire at this point, she frowned and began to chant the incantation aloud.
As far as the casting mode is concerned, magic is divided into two categories: instantaneous magic and chanting, of which instantaneous magic does not need to be channeled, but only uses its own stored mana to emit it, which is extremely fast, but less powerful. The magic that needs to be chanted means that it cannot be emitted by itself, and can only be completed by guiding the elements of nature to join, which takes a long time, but is powerful.
As Vanessa's chant grew louder and louder, the fire elemental in the air began to gather towards her, and instead of attacking, the wolf sat down, and the red wolf's eyes showed a hint of curiosity. Vanessa was annoyed when she saw it, so she didn't rush to cast it, just blindly gathered the fire element.
Soon, flames were raging around her, like a humanoid torch, and by this time she had reached her limit, and she could no longer control more fire elemental energy.
"Firestorm!" Vanessa snapped, and the staff pointed at the wolf, and the flames attached to her burst like a flood of water, roaring and surging towards the black wolf. The black wolf sat still, letting the fire that rushed over him,
After engulfing the black wolf, the fire immediately began to spin at an extremely fast speed, and soon under Vanessa's guidance, it turned into a whirlwind of twisted flames, sending the air into a piercing scream. Vanessa gritted her teeth and used her staff to sustain the whirlwind, struggling to hold on.
After about 20 seconds, Vanessa finally couldn't hold it anymore and sat down on the ground, gasping for air. With her current ability, even if there is no external interference, this can be regarded as a super-level performance, and after guiding her for so long, she is like being cramped, and she no longer has half of her strength.
Without guidance, the fire elemental could not maintain its form, and the whirlwind took advantage of the inertia to rotate for a few more weeks before dissipating into sparks. Vanessa's eyes widened, and she almost cried after looking at it.
I saw that the black wolf was still sitting in the same posture as before, as if nothing had happened, and he didn't even curl his mane.
Vanessa was completely desperate, lost her soul and got up and left, her steps staggered, waving her hands with a crying voice and saying nonsense: "I don't mess with you, I want to leave ......"
When she had walked about ten meters away, the black wolf stood up again and followed from a distance, this time not getting closer.
Vanessa was now weak, in a state of broken jars, and she didn't care about the wolf that followed suit, just walked forward. After walking until the dawn of the day, the vision in front of me suddenly opened up, and I had come to the small lake.
This was the resting place she had foreseen, about 300 meters in diameter, the water was blue and calm, and the small island in the middle of the lake was about a third of the area, and there were a few dwarf crooked neck trees on the island.
Looking back, the wolf was still 10 meters behind him, and when he saw Vanessa stop, he stopped with him.
The corners of Vanessa's mouth finally showed a smug smile, and after laughing, her figure flashed, and she had already appeared on the island. The black wolf followed a few steps and ran to the lake, and after hesitating, he did not follow again, but lay down on the spot by the lake, curled up in a ball and pretended to sleep.
On the island, Vanessa saw this scene and finally breathed a sigh of relief, wolves are wolves, they don't like water, and it seems that this one is no exception.
After making sure again, Vanessa saw that there was no more danger, so she found a small tree on the island and climbed up, found a place with dense branches, and lay down and slept. Xu was so tired that after sleeping for a while, she actually let out a rhythmic snoring sound.
The black wolf didn't look up, and its ears trembled slightly when it snored......
Not long after Vanessa fell asleep, the sun came out, and the sun shone on the earth, spreading soft warmth. More than ten kilometers north of this small lake, the fangs are lying quietly on the ground, emitting the cold light of Bai Sensen under the reflection of the sun.
Suddenly, a red shadow flashed on the surface of the fangs, and then a shadow covered it. As yesterday, the fangs were found again and were about to crouch down to examine them closely.
Dressed in a gray magic robe, with a black stick in his hand, and dressed like a down-and-out adventurer, the man looked extremely downcast, and the only thing that stood out was his red hair. Red-haired humans in Azeroth are common, but there is no second human as red as he is, except for those dyed......
This person is the current Archon of the Magical Kingdom of Dalaran, the Weaver of the Spell - Ronin.
Magicians are all erudite men, and weavers are more pedantic, and the peculiarity of this fang, which immediately attracted Luo Ning's attention. After observing it, he simply put down the wooden stick in his hand, bent down with both hands on the ground and looked closer.
The horses beside him neighed uneasily, and they couldn't stop stumbling, Luo Ning's face was almost on the ground, and he turned his head to reassure: "Don't be afraid, my old fellow, the curse power originally attached to this has left, only a trace of remnants, and there will be no danger."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the forest behind him, and a brown horse rushed into the clearing, riding a young and handsome blue-robed mage, who was none other than the mage Drandon who was traveling with Luo Ning.
"Looks like there was a big battle here last night!" Durandon looked at this large and messy clearing, and muttered to himself with a shocked face: "Judging from the traces, the two opposing sides should be two nature messengers (fourth-order druids)."
"Derlandon, come here and see what I've found!" In the middle of the clearing, Luo Ning lay on the ground in a strange posture and shouted, his tone was both excited and nervous, as if he had made a major discovery.
When Durandon heard this, he hurriedly beat his horse and ran over.
Before he could get to Luo Ning's side, cold words suddenly came from the edge of the clearing. "I advise you not to touch it, that thing is mine." (To be continued.) )