Chapter 325: Little Red Riding Hood, who hates the big bad wolf
Little Red Riding Hood is a very well-behaved girl, and of course, this means that she barely speaks. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Cyril, who was walking in front, looked back from time to time, for fear that Little Red Riding Hood would be lost.
The silence between the two had been spreading for a long time, though Cyril would occasionally bring up a few topics to try to talk to Little Red Riding Hood.
However, Little Red Riding Hood usually answers Cyril's question with the simplest nod or shake of her head.
Feeling the long silence and scratching his hair, Cyril broke the branch that stood in his way.
Then he opened his mouth and asked again, "That...... Nelly, why did you come to this forest, is there something going on?"
Little Red Riding Hood nodded, and just as she was about to speak, three blue figures appeared in the jungle beside her.
Cyril looked at it, and the monster in front of him, which was slightly smaller than the white-horned wolf, but looked more ferocious, was it not the ice wolf?
Little Red Riding Hood doesn't seem to be very good at fighting, so Cyril takes a step forward and reaches out to stop it.
He opened his mouth and said, "Nelly, you go back first, and I'll get rid of these guys?"
Although he said a righteous and awe-inspiring look, Cyril's legs actually trembled slightly.
The lower-level mid-level ice wolf is much weaker than the middle-level low-level white-horned wolf, but there are three ice wolves in front of him.
The reason why the white-horned wolf was killed by Cyril last time was entirely because there was only one, and most of the wolf clan were social monsters.
And now Cyril, he barely has any ability to fight in close combat, plus he has an extremely long spell casting time.
In a one-on-one battle, he may be able to win with his telekinesis and relatively agile skills, but if it is a one-to-many, the odds of winning are too small.
But even so, Cyril still didn't consider asking Little Red Riding Hood to help, after all, the Ice Wolf can be regarded as one of the most ferocious magical beasts in the lower level of magical beasts.
Despite their blue and white fur, they look very beautiful, and they don't have very prominent fangs.
But Cyril, who had read a lot of books about Warcraft before he came out, knew that this seemingly ordinary Warcraft actually had a very bloody and violent character.
Adventurers who are targeted by ice wolves, if their strength is not strong enough, usually ends up in a very bloody and miserable end.
The number of low-level adventurers in White City is about eighty to one hundred and fifty people die every year, and more than half of them are buried in the mouth of this magical beast.
In front of the three ice wolves grinning at the two of them, Cyril took a deep breath, stepped forward, and took the lead in attacking.
His clenched right fist flicked forward, and the invisible telekinesis hit the head of one of the ice wolves, which let out a terrible howl before stumbling back a few steps.
With his right hand retracted and waved from top to bottom, Cyril shouted, "Come on, Fire Elve—Thirteen Flame Marksmen." ”
With these thirteen flame marksmen, Cyril barely managed to stop the progress of the two ice wolves.
He flipped through his notebook and began to chant aloud the incantation of the Flame Blast.
One of the ice wolves had approached Cyril's body, but Cyril's spell had already been completed.
A large cloud of crimson flames instantly covered the ice wolf, and after the flames dispersed, only the corpse of the ice wolf with charred hair fell to the ground.
Although the temperament is more ferocious than that of the white-horned wolf, whether it is physical resistance or magic resistance, the ice wolf is far worse than the white-horned wolf.
At least Cyril's full power of the Flame Burst was enough to kill this beast.
At this moment, another ice wolf stepped over the corpse of its own kind, leaping high and opening its mouth full of sharp teeth, as if Cyril had bitten down hard.
At the last moment, Cyril rolled backwards, and at the same time, a telekinetic bullet in his right hand hit the ice wolf in the mouth.
With a muffled sound, a puddle of blood erupted in the mouth of the ice wolf with its mouth wide open, and even the sharp teeth that flashed with cold light were broken several times by the telekinesis bullet.
Let out an angry howl, and it seemed that Cyril's telekinetic bullet had not only failed to make it retreat, but had only provoked its ferocity even more.
At this time, the ice wolf that was far away also spread its limbs and rushed towards Cyril at a very fast speed.
Taking a deep breath and concentrating his attention, Cyril began to chant the incantation again.
However, although the length of this magic spell was not long, the two magical beasts were too close to him at this time.
Before he could read halfway, the ice wolf, which had lost several teeth, had already rushed to his side again.
The big mouth bit down hard, but when it was still a few centimeters away from Cyril's body, the ice wolf's teeth could not advance a single centimeter.
It was as if there was something invisible in the air that blocked him, and if you looked closely, you could see that there was a faint magic circle between the mouths of Cyril and the Ice Wolf.
This is the magic that every physically weak magician must have, the magic barrier.
However, although this magic barrier can be regarded as a panacea defensive magic, its defensive strength is very limited.
Under the fierce bite of this ice wolf, several cracks had begun to spread on the thin layer of magic barrier.
Cyril was a little anxious, and as he continued to chant the spell of the Flame Burst in his mouth, he pushed forward with a fist in his right hand.
This time, he didn't use an ordinary telekinetic bullet, he used a more special trick, telekinetic explosion.
The telekinetic burst is to burst out of one's spiritual power in one breath, and then form a powerful telekinetic impact to blast forward.
Compared to the more condensed telekinetic bullet, although the telekinetic explosion is less lethal, but because of its large coverage and extremely strong power, it can knock back larger creatures far in one go.
The ice wolf was knocked back several meters by Cyril's blow, and Cyril also finished reciting the incantation of the Flame Explosion in his mouth.
Under the blazing flames, the second ice wolf also fell, and Cyril turned his gaze to the third ice wolf.
Probably because he saw his companions being killed by Cyril one after another, this third ice wolf showed to be a little smarter than the first two.
As Cyril began to chant the incantation, it circled and spat out two ice bullets in succession.
Although the frost-filled ice bombs were blocked by the magic barrier, the frost mist after the ice bombs exploded still made Cyril's voice pause when he chanted the spell.
After unleashing six flame shooters in a row, he successfully forced the ice wolf back.
Cyril took a deep breath and was about to continue chanting the spell when the situation on the field suddenly changed.
An ice wolf, which was larger than the three ice wolves that had just appeared, scurried out of the forest next to Cyril.
He lunged forward, his giant claws slammed into Cyril's body.
The layer of magical barrier that had originally wrapped around Cyril's body collapsed in an instant under this claw.
With a crunch, Cyril watched as the layer of magic avoidance beside him shattered, and then the huge ice wolf pounced on him.
Just when Cyril felt desperate and thought he was going to die at the mouth of this ice wolf, Little Red Riding Hood, who had been quietly watching him fight from behind, suddenly jumped out.
Little Red Riding Hood stood in front of Cyril, and she pulled out a handful of ...... more than half a meter long from her cloaked waist Hatchet.
This chai knife is not only covered with rust, but also stained with blood, holding the chai knife and looking at the ice wolf that pounced on him, Little Red Riding Hood did not have the slightest expression on his face.
She leaned slightly to the side, then dodged the ice wolf's attack at an incredible angle, and the hatchwood knife in her hand slashed a strange trajectory.
With a flash of blood, the ice wolf's huge head was easily cut off by Little Red Riding Hood's knife.
Looking at the headless corpse of the ice wolf lying on the ground, Little Red Riding Hood pursed her lips, and for the first time there was a slightly unhappy look on her face.
"So, wolves are the most annoying!" (To be continued.) )