The difference between a 6-ring caster and a 9-ring caster is not only in the level of spells they can eventually obtain, but also in terms of the speed at which they can obtain higher ring spells. For example, when Danny Evans, a magister, comprehended the 4-ring arcane, the druid who transformed into a wind-resisting pony was already able to use the 6-ring spell.

Although the variety and strength of arcane arts at the same level often surpasses that of natural gods, the level gap between the two rings is an insurmountable chasm in most cases. However, since the spell casting ability is at a disadvantage, it is better not to let the enemy have a chance to cast spells.

And judging from the combat power outside of spell casting, Mr. Danny Evans, who projected an astonishing barrage, was obviously stronger than the druid who transformed into a wind horse. In the face of the enemy who could pose a threat to him, the thick green secret magic bullets that originally had a pungent smell flashed with blue and white lightning flashing again.

If Barrett had kept an eye on Mr. Danny Evans at this time, he would have understood that he had activated the Arcane Raider ability, which was unique to the Magister. This ability allows the Magister to use his mana to enhance the magic power of the Mystic Bullet. The specific effect is to increase the damage of the Arcane Bullet by 1, and it is considered a magic effect when dealing with damage reduction or virtual creatures. And +1 damage bonus for every 5 caster levels you have, up to a maximum of +5 at level 20.

In addition, at level 12, the Magister can also enchant his magic projectiles with flame, frost, shock, or thunder weapons. Each time the Magister activates his Arcane Raider ability, he can choose one of these effects to apply to his weapon for the same duration as a similar Arcane Strike effect.

Then, at level 16, the Magus can even choose to use Chaos, Order, and Fireburst. Hallow, Ice Blast, Electric Blast, and Evil Weapon enchantments are applied to his Arcane Bullets. The only restriction is that those Magisters can only choose faction-related weapon enchantments when they are in combat status, and the faction of these effects cannot conflict with his Warrior faction.

Although Mr. Danny Evans in front of him was not able to stimulate the effect of further enchantment, the arcane magic bullet with strong acid and thunder at the same time had already beaten the 'Wind Resistant' left and right—only the heart to dodge, and there was no power to fight back.

"Poof-" A mana vibration spread across the body of the Wind Resistant. This is the backlash of a spell that causes him to cast a spell after a failed spell. Although magic casters do not require movement support, they are not unlimited. And under the pursuit of the arcane bullet that will cause a lot of damage as long as it comes into contact with it, the druid who can resist the wind has no chance to cast a spell at all. With his current concentration ability, it was difficult for him to cast spells stably under this series of sharp pains.

So it's obviously the rescuer brought by the druid who turned into a giant eagle - and it may even be the other party's mentor and the strongest spell caster of this raiding fleet. But in front of him, Mr. Danny Evans, who has rich combat experience, took advantage of his great advantage in output ability, and completely fell into the disadvantage in one round.

However, Mr. Danny Evans completely suppressed the druids who were coming in with enemy reinforcements. But with most of his attention focused on the enemy powerhouse, he naturally had no time to pay attention to the enemies on the galleys—the trick sometimes doesn't necessarily have to destroy the enemy, as long as it can form an effective containment, the mission is completed.

On the other side, the short-legged anvil also managed to escape the enemy's encirclement and interception, and rushed to Lalu's side to flank the tattooed monk from the other direction. A tin canned body armor like him canned though he can't be said to be the nemesis of the tattooed warrior monk. But it also made the other party quite a headache when he arrived.

The punching bag's big fist smashed against the steel shield of the anvil, and it was only the effect of the 'tiger tattoo' that caused a small scratch. The iron fist that moved around the shield was only grazed against the gauntlet by the 'Ancient Virtue Warhammer'. Such an attack is not a terrible injury to an anvil that has been 'petrified' in part of its body.

If the tattooed warrior in front of him is an infantry fighting vehicle that can only be used with rapid-fire guns, then the anvil at this time is a main battle tank with a damaged barrel. Although the former's attacks were sharp and dense, most of them were useless when intercepted by the shield hammer that matched like an iron gate.

Of course, because of the difference in rank, the dwarven warriors will inevitably eat a few attacks from the opponent during this period. But before the anvil could make a gesture, the gift of the celestial unicorn that Klaimatis held in his hand shot a soft light. Although the injuries on the anvil that had been treated did not heal in a short period of time, they were still healed.

Of course, it's just a matter of durability. The anvil couldn't hold back the damn tattooed warrior monk in front of him. Don't look at the dwarves who are now suppressed by the other party, and have lost the ability to fight back. But as soon as the tattooed warrior monk changed his target, the anvil would immediately pounce on it. Wield the war hammer in your hand and slam into each other's faces.

At the same time, Lalu did not withdraw from the battle, and wandered aside. With the containment of his companions, not only the 'Scorpion Scythe' in his hand, but even the claw blade with a very short attack range has a chance to pose a threat at this time. And the surprise attacks he launched from time to time at the moment shared a lot of pressure for the anvil.

After being injured by a scorching ray on his left shoulder, the Tattooed Monk, whose punch was affected by the force, did not have as much of an advantage when facing both the Cat-Man Warrior and the Dwarven Warrior. Although the two sides of the meeting for a while and a half have not been able to immediately distinguish the winner and loser. However, Claymatis and Claudia were able to deal with the enemy sailors around them.

The blessed support Klaimatis flipped the mace in his hand up and down. The sturdy hammer surface smashes the enemy's chest into a hollow, and the steel nails on the hammer will tear off the flesh and blood from the opponent's body as they pull. The best weapon against the seafarers, who wore only linen shirts, was a light weapon of the slashing type, which was inferior to the scimitar. Because you don't have to worry about the armor getting in the way, you can do enough damage as long as you cut the meat to your heart's content. But now this is the effect of a mace that has become a can opener. I'm afraid it's not much worse than the scimitar that everyone chooses among the seafarers.

Claudia, who also wields a mace, is far inferior to her friend. Barrett, who swept with his afterglow, understood that it was not only the gap caused by the spell state, but also that Claudia was inferior to Klaymatis in terms of combat consciousness alone.

Fortunately, Claudia fights without affecting the effectiveness of the mouth cannon - apparently she has trained this distraction to fight as her instinct. Although it is not good enough to destroy the enemy's living forces, it is still good at restricting the enemy's movements.

Of course, the two killers in Claudia's hands belong to her. She hasn't activated it yet. After all, hole cards like this can only be used at the right time to get the most effect. If you use it early, even if you can accumulate a little advantage now, you will lose its suddenness and mystery when it is exposed. Such a structure is likely to be broken by the enemy with targeted means.

This is also the reason why the fleets of the Mammoth Dynasty and the Council of Nobles, after catching up with the two ships led by Boram, did not immediately concentrate the power of the Thunderbolt on one point - send all the Formation Masters to launch a general attack. If the difference in strength between the two sides is not small, this all-out attack can be successful. Naturally, there is nothing wrong with that choice.

But if the gap between the two sides was not so big, Boreham's two sailboats survived the first round. The Mammoth Dynasty and the Council of Nobles, which have exhausted their means, may need to face targeted and even restrained counterattacks. At that time, it is very likely that it will become a stealing of chickens and rice.

That's why the battle in front of you will become like a master playing cards, you play a card and I play a card and slowly clash. This is not a tactic that the enemy wants to choose, but a careful choice that cannot be understood in the specific situation of the target. Therefore, players naturally have to hold a few hole cards to save the emergency - after all, the current Boreham fleet is not the previously weakly deceived merchant ship. There are players around who are tall enough to top the tank, so naturally there is no need to be so desperate at the beginning.

At this time, Rieli was able to free up her hands and began to search for more valuable targets among the crowd on the deck. Compared with Barrett, who only saw a crowd in his eyes, Rielly flapped his wings. From a high place, you can give a clear insight into the small movements of the place.

Of course, this also includes the fireball manipulator who can't be found. Spot the weird man hiding behind the crowd and watching Barrett waving his hand through the cracks. Without saying a word, Rielly threw a shiny powder somewhere, and in the blink of an eye there were several sailors in the area who had not been tested, covering their eyes and wailing to lose their light. The rest of the people were also stunned by the shiny dust.

The crowd that had been surging thinned out, and such eye-catching marks appeared on their bodies again. The guy who controlled the 'fireball' and constantly harassed Barrett from all directions finally fell under his nose. Barrett, who confirmed his target, immediately activated the acceleration effect on his shoe, and then launched a charge by aiming at the target's location.

As a martial artist who is proficient in the Shilongliu War, Barrett is like a rhinoceros running in the wilderness at first. But as the steps forward are getting bigger and bigger, there is already a tendency to erupt into flash floods. It was not without enemy seamen in his path who tried in vain to stop Barrett's pace, but they were either cut off with a single sword or knocked away with men and blades. Then he fell into the raging waves in the midst of the tumbling.

In the face of Barrett's amazing offensive against the advance. The guy who was Barrett's target finally changed a little at this time. Although he may think that he is well hidden, his eyes have betrayed his master in the first place.

Although the other party opened and closed his mouth slightly, the fireball that had been rushing around Barrett before suddenly flew back to the guy's side at a much faster speed than Barrett. When the 'fireball' stayed in front of the opponent, the flames on it suddenly spilled out like a fountain. Then, like a peacock opening the screen, a barrier of flames was formed in the direction of Barrett's advance.

After seeing this scene in mid-air, Rielly immediately subconsciously cast a dissolving spell. It's a pity that after that blue-purple light flashed. The barrier of flames didn't seem to be affected. What's more, Rielly realizes that this is not a failure of her spell confrontation, but that it is not working at all: "Damn! Not a spell or a quasi-spell? What kind of supernatural abilities does that guy use? ”

However, Barrett didn't have the heart to think about Rielly's question at this time, because he was already close to the flame barrier in front of him: "Bet on the effect of the flashing technique." I don't believe that these flames can burn me to death at once.

With this in mind, Barrett loaded into the wall of fire with unabated speed, and immediately behind the wall of fire a huge fireball poured out. With the whistling sea breeze, all the flames on the fireball were extinguished, and then Barrett, with black smoke emitting from his body, appeared in the sight of the enemy behind the wall of fire.

At this time, he said that he was embarrassed and embarrassed, but it would not be good to say that he was in a bad situation. He wasn't too lucky to rush into the wall of fire, many of the non-magic items on his body were ignited, and even those two eyebrows were now gone—if he hadn't activated the power of the iron heart in time to expel the effect of the flames, he might have stared at the 120w bulb on his head by now. Of course, in terms of clothing, it is inevitable that there will be some losses.

However, even if this is combined with the burning under the armor, the impact of the damage on Barrett's combat effectiveness is not too great, and the difference between it and the fatal is even more than 108,000 miles!

And at this moment, Barrett finally saw the true face of the 'fireball' that had caused him a lot of trouble before - it was an oil lamp with a quaint shape. The entire oil lamp appears to be made of brass, and the rose-shaped lamp on it is inlaid with polished rubies.

At this moment, this oil lamp was suspended in front of its owner, constantly emitting a strange halo visible to the human eye. At the same time, around it, sparks constantly changed their form as if they were obeying commands. It seems that at the slightest order, someone will pounce on Barrett. (To be continued.) )

PS: Modify the wording. Thank you for "雬belly whale" and "chengmin98" two big commuter passes. At the same time, I would like to thank the three great rewards of "Big Man", "Altar Fat Biao" and "Go to bed early, get up early, and exercise more".