Tia jumped up without hesitation.

The moment she jumped, the huge wolf claws slammed into the place where she had just been sitting.

Tia, who had narrowly avoided it, looked up at the attacker with a solemn gaze.

It was a white wolf, a wounded white wolf.

Almost immediately, Tia noticed the scorched black that was conspicuous on its snow-white fur.

It didn't look like the scars of normal flames.

Not surprisingly, his fierce blow did not succeed, the white wolf took two steps forward and stopped, and the moonlight was just right to cast on it, allowing Tia to see its state more clearly at this time.

Under the bright moonlight, the dark green eyes that belonged to the wolf flickered like ghost fire, and an undisguised killing intent burst out from them.

Tia could feel the hatred of the other party that wanted to chop her apart.

She suddenly felt a headache.

When she saw the scorch marks, she knew what this sense of déjà vu was.

Although there is speculation that it is still alive, she did not expect that the other party still has the strength to chase after it.

In this way, the decision at that time was really right, this guy can survive under the flame scroll, either a strange beast with special talents or a magical beast.

It is also possible for a high-level soul beast to arrive, but only if its soul crystal is intact.

The white wolf bared its teeth, and the cold white gas drifted from its mouth, surrounding it like a cloud.

More than a dozen small ice blue ** magic circles surrounded it and appeared in the air one after another.

Tia's pupils shrank, and her heart instantly sank to the bottom.

It's Warcraft!

Compared to soul beasts and alien beasts, the last thing Tia wants to encounter is a demonic beast.

The source of her jealousy is not strength, but the unknown.

Because it's unknown, it's even more terrifying.

How is magic used? How powerful is it? What kind of magic does a white wolf use, and what is the effect?

She didn't know anything about that.

When the opponent's strength is higher than your own, failure to make timely precautions and countermeasures is tantamount to cutting off your own way of life.

But at the same time, Tia couldn't deny that there was a little excitement in her heart.

The magic scroll didn't count, it was the first time she had seen real magic, and it was also the first time she had come into contact with it.

Despite the danger she faces, she still feels a sense of joy to be one step closer to the wizarding world.

This feeling of worry, defense, and nervous anticipation stimulated Tia like the two heavens of ice and fire.

While holding the long sword and waiting for it, she couldn't help but observe the magic array around the white wolf with anticipation and appreciation.

The azure ice crystals gradually condensed in the circle, and the temperature around them gradually decreased due to its influence.

Gazing at the gradually constructing ice crystals, Tia was stunned.

It was as if the veil of blindfolding had been lifted, and the moment she stared, the world was completely clear in her eyes.

She saw the azure dots of light condense, and saw the elements thicken and transform. The structure of the ice crystals instantly revealed itself in her eyes very slowly and clearly.

That is the world of the elements, the origin of magic.

"Woo-"

Tia's concentration was interrupted by a sudden howl from the white wolf, and she jerked out of this state, and the world in front of her was suddenly buried like a flower in the fog.

Before she could feel sorry, more than a dozen ice picks smashed over her head and face.