90012[o]13913 Chapter 406 Out to Sea

This forest is a secluded place with a beautiful view.

There are green grasses, mossy rocks, cool streams, and of course, dappled spots of light cast by the sun

But at this time, blood was splashing

Rolek loomed in the white mist of the morning, his cloak obscuring him.

The soldiers in front were fighting desperately, and there were little devils everywhere.

The mage held the spell in one hand, felt the small bonus of the staff, and began to chant the incantation, a mysterious whisper that emanated throughout the forest.

With the end of the spell.

"Monster Stun Technique!" A red light filled the forest, the magic power was boiling, and in an instant, the little demon who was attacking a large area in front of him was stunned and swayed.

The dizziness didn't last long, but one of the captains in front cheered, "Kill!"

The trained soldiers seized the opportunity to kill the little demons who were stunned and couldn't move, and killed dozens of them at once.

After casting this magic, Rolek gasped violently, and Katahai calmed down.

At this time, the battle was over, and the squadron leader came up, looked at the scene from a distance, and said, "Master Rollek, you did a good job, this time you count the records of ten little devils." ”

Rolek stood quietly, just nodded slightly, recovered the fatigue of casting spells, nodded slightly, tightened the staff in his hand, and then left here.

Twenty minutes away, it was almost noon, the fog in the field of vision dissipated, and a flat ground appeared in front of me.

This flat ground is made up of thick wooden walls, with abandoned towers on top, and inside is a barracks.

Inside the barracks. Rolek went directly to his mage's residential area, and I have to say that the mage's residential area is still focused on being taken care of, which is a building.

Rolek pushed open the wooden door. When I entered, I didn't stop in the hall, and went directly to my room.

The wooden house is simply furnished. There is a fireplace on the east wall, and for that point, the treatment is not bad.

It's October, the autumn chill has arrived, and soon the fireplace will be used, and even the fireside, which is already stacked with split wood.

A wooden bed covered with a layer of animal skins, and in front of the bed is a table.

On the table are magic inks and books.

Rolek walked over to the bed. Lie down in bed and perform a post-cast routine: shallow restorative meditation.

There are three types of meditation in terms of degree.

One is shallow restorative meditation, which consumes a lot of power due to the casting of spells, so through this type of meditation, the balance of the body can be adjusted to the maximum.

The second type is meso-structured meditation, which is meditation to familiarize yourself with and build a magical structure.

The third type is deep meditation, which is done to increase strength.

Gradually, the fluctuations caused by the magic gradually subsided, and the body became harmonious, and after a while, this meditation was completed, and Rolek couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It is performed after the extension of the method. It is also okay not to do this shallow restorative meditation. The body will naturally adjust slowly, but this will wear out the body, and in the long run, it will inevitably produce the occupational disease of a magician

Physical decline.

"Ahem, Mage Rollek, are you there?"

"Oh, it's Gen Chana, please come in. Rolek quickly stood up. Dressed up in magic robes.

Gen Chana who came in. It was a second-level mage, he was wearing a gray robe, but his body was a little thin and his face was pale.

"Did you know that Mage Frasa has died in battle?"

"What?" Although he had expected it, the news still shocked Rollec, and he stood up suddenly, this Frashaya mage was a third-level mage.

"Yes, during the battle yesterday, I was killed from behind by a little demon.

Master Chana's face was pale, and a look of greenness appeared, and fear appeared in his eyes.

There was also a hint of fear in Rolek, the mage was too vulnerable at close range when he was at the beginning.

"Mage Rollek. We've only been here for a long time, and we've already had three mages dead. Master Chana's eyes flickered, "This is not normal. Why would our junior mages fight in such a situation?"

Mage Rollek held back his shock, he thought for a moment, and said, "There must be something wrong inside, but we can't resist now, as long as we can accumulate the results of the Little Demon Battle, we can go back." ”

"Only five or six are accumulated in one game, and there are only ten good ones, and it takes twenty battles to follow, how many of our low-level mages can be fine in twenty games?"

"Besides, in order to enhance our strength and security, we all have to exchange our achievements for supplies, and so on. When can we go back?"

At this, Gen Chana coughed repeatedly.

Continuous battles. Magic is cast, it is very easy to damage the physique of the magician, the mage of Chana was originally only weaker, but not long after he walked to the battlefield, his health deteriorated rapidly, this is a situation that is difficult to treat with divine magic, no wonder he is so panicked

Thinking of this, a hint of cyan also appeared on Rolek's face. After all, he was born as a townsman, and his physical condition was already good for Master Ricana. However, I also felt that my constitution was damaged.

"Master Rollek, we low-level mages have decided to form a mutual aid group to support each other, what do you think?" Master Chana coughed and looked at Rollek: "Do you want to add it?"

Master Rolek was stunned and asked, "Did this matter pass the Mage Guild?"

"Mage's Guild. Which Mage Guild is the Mage Guild in Aps. Or is it the Mage Guild here?" said Master Chana with a sneer, "Whose help can we get?"

Rolek hesitated. He thought for a moment and said, "Then let me think about it for a while." ”

Master Chana showed a hint of displeasure, he didn't say anything: "Okay, give me an answer in a few days, Master Rollek, in such a situation, we can only join forces." ”

So saying, he went out.

Watching Master Chana withdraw, Rolek thought for a moment, reached for the table, and deliberately took out a bottle of fruit wine from the cabinet.

In general, Rolek does not drink, but sometimes. He would also drink half a cup.

As for milk tea. The current economic situation of Rolek cannot be regarded as the consumption of the sun and the moon.

There was a small stove in the room. Luo Lek didn't bother to light the fire, without spells, as a fourth-level mage, it was still easy to communicate the fire element, and it was still easy to light the firewood in the small stove, and the small stove burned in a moment.

There isn't much time. The wine in the glass is warm, and a rich aroma overflows.

Take it out, drink it a little, put the porridge in it, and cut the dried meat, and roast it on the side.

Rolek thought to himself.

He's actually already a fourth-level mage, yes, fourth-level!

Before setting out on the expedition, Rolek had already reached the critical point of level four, but in fact, he had already reached level four by this point.

There is not much essential difference between level 3 and level 4, but the number of spells that can be cast is different, and in battle, each mage must ask for their best efforts and retain a maximum of one-tenth of their strength.

There is no doubt about it. It is a great physical injury to the magician. Spending a lot of time in a high-intensity spell casting environment, the mage will quickly weaken and then die of exhaustion and weakness on the battlefield.

When the clever Rolekfa realized this, he immediately concealed his rank.

Moreover, he was only twenty years old, a twenty-year-old third-level mage. Not only is it normal, but it's already very fast.

Therefore, his true quantity is not in doubt.

Rolek was originally a magic genius, and his mana power was at least about a pea higher than that of the same level, plus a four-level improvement, so it was at least stronger than the average third-level mage, so that every time Rolek cast a spell, he only used the power of his nephew, which was also very burdensome, but it was completely within the range of affordability.

It doesn't go all out of its way, and it also increases its strength steadily due to the constant casting of spells.

As long as you can reach level 5. Immediately the identity is different, besides. I have already prepared for a rainy day.

With a smug smile, Rolek took out two scrolls, which were tied with magic strings and emitted a faint magical aura in the room.

Fireball, a third-level spell that causes creatures within a radius of old meters around the flashpoint to be damaged by blast waves and fire, and the strength can even melt metal

Flying Technique, a third-level spell, the recipient can fly in the air of four meters, with good maneuverability, the ascent speed is halved, the descent speed is doubled, and the speed is equal to the speed of ordinary flying birds

Both of these were third-level spells, which Rolek had purchased for a quarter of his wealth.

As for the theoretical basis of the two third-level spells, Rolek has already studied them in advance, as long as the magic power is reached, he can learn them, and from then on he can become a respected intermediate mage.

"In a few days, I'll get rid of Master Chana. Suggest it!" At this time, the porridge had already opened, and Rolek thought as he ate.

The formation of a mage group is not a big deal, but at this time, it is inappropriate. Rolek already sensed that this situation was unusual, but if he didn't know the situation, he would form a group to secretly fight against the will of the Mage Guild. That ended only worse.

Besides, my current situation is okay, and being promoted to level five has considerable value, so it shouldn't be a problem.

Whatever the reason, the Mage Guild will not insist on letting us die, let's talk about it. Even if the situation deteriorates to such a step, a mage with flying skills can fly a hundred kilometers in the time of 3 to oral flight skills, which can already avoid most of the threats A Luo Lek thought like this.

There was a soldier's patrol sound outside: Attention, Ann was attacked by the little devil last night, now be careful,"

Rolek didn't pay attention, finished his lunch, and reminisced about today's spell casting process, he lay down on the bed, began to take a nap, and slowly fell asleep.

The entire small building was almost silent.