The attack began with a pre-spell attack, and the vines released by the ranger grew extremely fast, and after a dizzying meandering bounce, these purple-green vines not only overturned Lin Ze's rib cage, but also hoisted his entire upper body, among which the mouth and dragon wings that could breathe breath were the focus - but that was limited to it, the thorny vines couldn't even help Lin Ze's three-layer eyelids, let alone the scales that were more defensive than the heavy armor.

Lin Ze struggled to dodge the flying arrows while activating the rotten aura, the chaotic effect of distorting the spell ability made the vines on his body loosen a lot, and the black dragon used his two hind feet to tightly fix himself to the ground while tearing the vines frantically.

The vines created by the spell are still getting thicker and longer, although some of the branches have been twisted into useless weak branches, but the ranger still has not lost control of the vines, and the vines that keep creaking want to tie the black dragon to the ground in one fell swoop, so that the few of them can avoid getting close to the black dragon with a poisonous aura, so that maybe only a few arrows with magic power can shoot through the heart of the black dragon, and it may be enough to finish it.

"Damn long ears, I'm going to eat you as a snack!" Lin Ze, who finally freed his head, let out an earth-shattering roar, and in a short period of time, his lower abdomen was close to three spears, and the tip of one of the spears was only a little distance away from his well-developed lifeline! There were also some arrows scattered in other positions, and the two hind feet supporting the body were even more focused, and an armor-piercing arrow shot directly through the black dragon's right hind leg, leaving a small hole in it.

The air is inhaled hard by the exaggerated lungs, and the glands in the stomach quickly secrete the main component of the breath.

"Whew-"

As soon as the strong liquid breath appeared, a dazzling green poisonous mist rose in the air, and the strongly corrosive oily breath was sprayed in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree ring by Lin Ze using his body structure, and the vines that directly touched the liquid breath withered instantly.

The breath that volatilized into a poisonous mist obscured the vision, and the constant sweet fragrance from the air made several long ears dizzy and dizzy.

"Damn it, despicable fellow!"

Lin Ze dragged his injured body and instantly rushed to the forest ranger who had just output magic to keep the vines growing, and swung a dragon wing swing, the heavy dragon wings slashed on his neck with a crisp rattling sound, and this half-elf with a little talent for spell casting died instantly.

"Yawei!" The ranger let out an angry shout, threw away the longbow in his hand and pounced on Lin Ze, the poisonous mist spreading in the air was constantly stimulating his eyes, and the elf ranger simply closed his eyes and relied on his long-cultivated combat consciousness to hold a pair of knives against Lin Ze to play a wonderful set of night battle knife techniques.

It's a pity that the ranger still hasn't gotten rid of the ending of being hit by the aura of rotting souls and dying in a trance. But under the impact of the elven ranger's death, Lin Ze's state was not good, and the black dragon, who claimed to be "more capable of fighting" after killing the four people, was also injured and exhausted.

"In the future, I must give myself some spell casting ability, if it weren't for the breath today, I might be cold. Flying crookedly in mid-air, Lin Ze flickered his wings in pain, today fortunately, there is only a half-hung forest ranger who has a part-time mage ability, if he comes to a decent mage, he will have to be cold on the spot, and the thought of himself being cold This black dragon speaks a mouthful of Chinese is a big scolding.

The rotten aura that distorts and confuses the surrounding environment is easy to use, but there will also be an embarrassing scene of insufficient strength in the face of high-level spell abilities, if the young black dragon does not rely on a mouthful of corrosive breath to solve the crisis of being entwined with vines, I am afraid that it will be too late by the time the rotten aura is built, and the dragon death lamp will be extinguished.

Scolding and scolding back to the dragon's nest, Lin Ze lay on his back on the stone platform and waited for the wounds on his body to recover slowly, the original black and smooth scale armor was now densely covered with huge wounds like a smile, the muscles contracted to stop bleeding, and the scars like a huge mouth made Feng Lun, who was awake, couldn't help but be shocked, what happened to make such a black dragon that grew beyond the specifications become like this.

"Is your spell ability still there?" Lin Ze changed his posture slightly, so that his injured body was not so uncomfortable.

Feng Lun's aura in front of him, who had completed the transformation of his dependents, was stable, and there was a cold and strange feeling in the original natural aura that should not belong to the authentic druid, although it also had natural vitality and change, but the careful perception was still very different from before.

"The spellcasting power is still there, sir, but I can't sense the will of nature anymore. Feng Lun waved a ball of healing magic aura at Lin Ze, who was covered in bruises, and then explained: "The spell abilities I have now are from my heart, except for the ones I memorized when I was a part-time mage, give me some time, if my will is strong enough, I can slowly recover the ability of the druid." ”

"You have become a psychic warlock?" Relying on pure will and spirit to complete the interference spell on reality, isn't this the ability of a psychic warlock?Lin Ze suddenly felt that he needed to teach his druid about the subjective idealism of another world.

"It seems that I am not a psychic warlock, I can't use the abilities of a psychic warlock, my spellcasting ability is still limited to the direction of the druid's development, I have lost the favor of the natural will, but I seem to be able to steal some things from the hands of the natural will to complete the spell casting, or communicate with the jungle creatures...... And it's no different than before. Feng Lun's words made Lin Ze a little confused, always saying that he only knew what kind of psychic warlock and what was a druid, but the difference between them was not clear at all, so he had to ask: "Does it affect you to be a druid?"

Feng Lun was overjoyed when he heard this, and his words were full of eagerness, "It's no problem at all, I even feel that my spell casting level will have a chance to increase soon." ”

"That's good, you go to Hathaway and put the village's house construction plan on the agenda as soon as possible, she has a construction proposal I gave there, you can cooperate. Lin Ze waved his claws, and he was a little upset when he thought that his subordinates were all covered in injuries when they got the benefits.

Feng Lun bowed down and replied, but was about to go out but was stopped by Lin Ze, "By the way, Feng Lun, since you are an orthodox academic druid, do you have any reserves of knowledge about psionic energy?" Lin Ze suddenly felt that he could also emulate his dependents and develop the ancillary ability of psionic energy.

"I'm sorry sir, I only had a superficial knowledge of psionic powers, and I wasn't a professional in the specifics. Feng Lun hesitated for a few seconds, then hesitated: "However, there is a lady in my same level who has refined spiritual energy and has outstanding talents, she is an intermediate and close to high-level psychic warlock, I may be able to invite her to your territory." ”

"Is it difficult?" Lin Ze's druid family was only of a low level, and according to him, the talented lady was not far from him.

Lin Ze kindly asked, but Feng Lun's answer was very confident, "No, sir, there is no difficulty at all, she is my cousin, and I have been able to get to this point all these years thanks to her guidance and help." ”

Yes, yes, she helps you so much, but you like men. Lin Ze silently complained in his heart about Feng Lun's unclear orientation, and asked Feng Lun to buy a batch of related books at the same time as inviting his cousin if he could, as for the cost of it, Lin Ze planned to make a deal with the caravan that passed by here twice a year after the beginning of spring next year.