Located in the south of Calbain, the Beast Forest is also the natural border between the Kingdom of Farr and the Kingdom of Rand. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info here breeds all kinds of strange magical beasts and rare magical materials in the world.

The level of Warcraft here ranges from no level (beast) to level nine. There are even rumors here that there are tenth-level magical beasts in the innermost part of the forest. The level of the Warcraft corresponds to the level of the Mage Warrior. The only difference is that special Warcraft of the same level can beat warriors and mages of the same level. The premise is that warriors and mages are not the best among the human race.

The edge of the Warcraft Forest is the habitat of the Beasts and the Tier 1 Warcraft. The reason why Merlin hadn't encountered too strong Warcraft before was because he had been wandering on the edge of the Warcraft Forest.

Merlin was dressed in cloth and had a short sword pinned to his waist. At the same time, he also put away the coat of arms of the Harut family. Since he was kicked out, Merlin was not a nobleman. Wearing the badge again will result in arrest for impersonating a nobleman.

But Merlin stood there like a young swordsman. No one would associate him with a mage. However, in the past, Merlin was both physically and spiritually powerful. Now that he is a fragile human, Merlin also wants to strengthen his physical body by taking the mage route. Merlin knew what was going on with his body, and the so-called Dou Qi and Magic dual cultivation would not work on him.

Maybe you can go with the genre of Halsaith battle mages mentioned in the books.

"But the most important thing now is to find out where the Storm Wolf is. Merlin shook his head, his strength was too weak now, and it was not too late to think about it later.

"Wind wolf, the edge is probably gone, let's go inside and see. Merlin picked up a stick and walked deeper.

"Oh yes, it's soft iron ore. Merlin peeled through the grass and saw a large stone jutting out of the ground. There are some places in the stone that are pale blue in color, and if it weren't for the books in the library, Merlin would probably pass by it and waste it, right?

Merlin picked up the sword in his hand and began to dig into the soft iron. Soft iron is different from normal iron in that it is much softer than normal iron, but it is the same degree of hardness. They are added to weapon forging to provide a good elastic bending.

When, when, when. The sound of chiseling iron was heard. Soft iron is attached to the stone, and Merlin is only a mage, and his tools are iron swords. As a result, Merlin was very slow to dig soft iron.

"Should I call the little skeleton to dig iron with me?" Merlin put down his sword in his hand and pondered. I want to lie on the ground and rest. The body fell backwards.

"Huh?" Merlin was surprised to find that he seemed to be leaning against something, but there was obviously nothing behind him to lean on.

A huge boar was looking at Merlin, who had been behind him for a long time, judging by the fact that the hara that flowed out of it had become a small puddle.

"Nima, when did this thing come about?" When he spoke, his body was not slow, and a swift wind step instantly slid out dozens of meters away.

"Thorny Pig? Its two big fangs were a threat..."Merlin looked at the cart-sized boar and thought of what to do with it.

Suddenly, Merlin sighed, "Think of a hairy method, a first-class wild boar, and you can torture and kill as much as you want." ”

After speaking, when he looked up, Merlin froze instantly. The wild boar in front of him was still there, but there were several more stinging pigs.

"Rub! I said why doesn't this pig attack. This is a scheming pig! Merlin scolded and said to the prickly pig, but unfortunately the prickly pig didn't understand what he said.

The pigs rushed towards Merlin with their front hooves and their eyes red.

"Gang fighting! underestimate me, right? How many of them still want to kill me?" Merlin turned back confidently, and with the Wind Walk, could these brain-dead pigs catch up with him?

But soon Merlin didn't think so. A few more pigs appeared in front of them.

"I'm going! Will the prickly pig still use tactics? Is this still a pig?" Merlin's eyelids jumped, this rhythm must be a fight?

"Don't be idle, little skeleton!"

The door of the dead opened, and the little skeleton walked out in what he thought was very dashing. As soon as he came out, he looked around blankly, and at first glance he saw the charging prickly pig... And then... No then anymore... The head and body of the little skeleton are directly separated. The little skeleton with one head left was knocked into the sky, and looking at the prickly pig below, he didn't understand what was happening.

"Brother Skull, I'm sorry for you! But don't blame me, I'm also here to protect myself, I didn't know you were so resistant. Merlin bought him a short time with a small skeleton. Make him more than enough to handle this kind of scene.

Merlin's pupils contracted. The charge of the prickly pig instantly crashed into Merlin, who was torn apart. But there were no corpses and the smell of blood made the pigs stop in a daze.

Brush!

The shadow of a sword falling from the sky swept by. In an instant, a piggy was cut in half.

Merlin uses the Shadow Step to jump himself into the air and complete the spell in the air. The sword light slashed out, and instantly harvested the life of the wild boar.

Even a junior swordsman with a full blow can't cut the piglet in half.

Merlin did it as a junior magician!

"Sure enough, casting spells from a distance is really not suitable for me, and it is still a pleasure to come up close. Merlin shook his sword and shook off all the blood stains on the sword.

The pigs shaved their front hooves to hide their horror. They feel the breath of fear and death.

Merlin's sword glowed with a layer of silver light, and the space around the sword was distorting.

"Space magic is really easy to use, and the cutting ability is really top-notch. Merlin walked towards the prickly pig with his dagger in hand.

"But this is a lost magic, although it is only a simple skill of space magic, but it can also be called magic in this period, and the magic power consumed is not very much, it is just difficult to master. Give it a name and call it "cut". It's too hard for me to come up with a name or something. Merlin set his eyes on the prickly pig.

"I hope you can run away, I've tasted the taste of fear. ”

Feeling the gaze and the aura, the prickly pigs silently took a step back, instinctively sensing that this human was very dangerous. But for them, the human magician is a great tonic, delicious and can increase strength. This made them forget their fear, gasping for breath and charging at Merlin.

"That's right, if it weren't, it wouldn't be fun!" Merlin looked up, a look of contempt crossed his eyes, and he quickly ran to meet the pig.

..........................................

"Here..... What the hell is going on..."The tragic situation here is unbearable. Vast numbers of beast stumps and blood stained the land. The new adventurers trembled at the terrible sight.

The seasoned old hunter looked at the severed limbs and the stripped pigs and said to the new adventurer, "The cut is so neat that it is hard to imagine what sharp weapon was used to cut it. If it's a vindictive cut, it can't be so neat. Hurry up and go, the smell of blood will only attract new monsters, and those who die here are destined to become rations for other monsters. ”

The old hunter looked at the forest in the depths, the light in the forest was dark, the tall trees blocked most of the sunlight, and only the dappled and sparse light shone through the branches and leaves of the trees, making the forest particularly mysterious and strange.