"The Adventures of Chanem Heroes" belongs to a very famous series in European and American games, called "Dungeon and Sky Dragon", and the mages in this series of games are powerful and rich, but the ability to continue the war is very poor, and they need to be as careful as possible to calculate and carefully distribute their spells, so as to avoid hitting half of the spells exhausted, and can only fish in troubled waters with a small dagger or light crossbow, completely losing their sense of existence.

Glian is naturally a powerful mage, but no matter how powerful a mage is, his spells are limited. That's why Pan Long went to fight the goblins and gnolls on his own to help him save spells.

Now, the goblins have been defeated and the gnolls have been wiped out, leaving only the archboss Shalovok and two powerful ogres. These were beyond the limits of Pan Long's ability to handle, so he retreated to the vicinity of the carriage and took Amon with his hand.

She didn't have time to show her skills, but she backstabbed a little gnoll, which made Ammon a little dissatisfied, she said: "I think I can backstab again, my backstab is still very powerful!"

Before Pan Long could persuade him, Chanem spoke first.

"Can you stab an ogre in the heart?"

Ammon estimated the difference in height and shook his head.

Her height is only about one meter six, and the two ogres are only afraid of being three meters tall. She wants to stab the other party in the back of the heart, and she can't reach it on tiptoe!

"I can backstab that bald head. There was obviously something reckless in her voice, "I can stab him in the back!"

Chanem said solemnly, "Are you really sure that you can survive after stabbing him?"

As soon as Ammon heard that the tone of the "brother" had changed, he immediately shrank his head and whispered, "Maybe...... Okay, just be lucky. ”

Chanem smiled and said nothing more.

He knew that his sister had given up on the idea of taking risks.

As they spoke, Glien's cane tapped lightly on the ground, and a silvery white light spread around them, and then a silver transparent owl phantom appeared above everyone's heads. The phantom only existed for less than half a second before it turned into a point of light and fell, but they suddenly felt that everything in front of them brightened, and the night that was so dark that they could barely reach out could not reach out turned into the darkness of ordinary dusk.

This level of darkness does not affect the action and the battle in the slightest.

Chanem hurriedly took out the healing potion and gave it to Pan Long to drink, as soon as the green potion condensed with divine power entered his stomach, Pan Long felt that the messy wounds on his body were much more comfortable, the blood did not flow much, and even the spirit that was originally a little tired from the fierce battle had recovered a little.

He opened the character panel, and sure enough, he saw that his health had recovered quite a bit.

Not only that, but his experience points have also increased.

Five gnolls, each giving him 300 experience, and thirteen goblins, each giving 100 experience. Adding up to 2,800 experience points, this is a staggering number, which means that he can already improve the character level just by fighting this one.

Of course, he didn't hesitate and directly raised the character level, from level 1 to level 2.

A level increase gives him 15 HP points - which is directly doubled.

This made his injuries recover almost instantly, after all, he lost 9 points out of 15 HP, and then recovered 4 points (thanks to the healing potion), which was only 10 points, which was exactly between "light injury" and "medium injury", which was not good at all.

However, with 30 HP points, only 5 points are lost, which is not even a "minor injury", it can barely be regarded as a "minor injury".

To use a more practical example, his injuries were open but did not hurt tendons, bones, large blood vessels, or internal organs, but now his injuries are only a few broken pieces of skin and a little bleeding - no worse than accidentally scratching his hand while making a model with a utility knife.

The next level requires 4000 XP to reach.

(I remember that when the level is not more than level 3, there will be no experience punishment, and the experience points obtained by killing any monster will not be decayed...... In this way, I can reach level 3 and then work hard to accumulate a wave of experience points and increase more levels in one go. ）

(anyway...... Level 3 is exactly where you get an extra weapon proficiency point, as well as support skill points. ）

(Alas, you can get extra attacks at level 7, but it's too far away...... ）

The level increase not only brought about a health increase and injury recovery, but also made a noticeable change in the way he gave people. Chanem and Ammon looked at him enviously - both rookies were level 1, and at least in this battle, they were unlikely to be upgraded.

Grean was well-informed, and was not surprised at all. He just glanced at Pan Long and nodded slightly.

This lost warrior "Pan", who draws a knife to help when the road is uneven, is indeed a reliable helper. But in the battle of his level with Shalofok, both Pan and his adopted son and daughter are still too weak.

Maybe give them a few more years, and they'll grow big enough to change the outcome of this fight, but not yet.

He sighed secretly in his heart, but his face was still calm, and said, "Wait a minute, I will use a spell to knock down two ogres, you go and kill them completely, move quickly." I can't waste high-level spells on this kind of guy, and that's in the hands of Shalophok. ”

"No problem. Pan Long nodded, "As long as you can take them down and give me five seconds, I can turn them all dead." ”

Ogres are not trolls, although they are stronger, have higher intelligence, and occasionally appear mutants who can cast spells, but the ogre's recovery ability is no stronger than that of other creatures.

If Shalovok brought two trolls, it would be more troublesome. This kind of disgusting monster will not die even if it is cut off or even dismantled, and it must be killed by fire or strong acid.

Grian looked at the three young men, smiled, and raised his cane at the two ogres who were already not far away.

"Let's go!"

At his command, a golden glow as bright as the sun appeared on the top of his staff. The light flew out, hitting the two ogres accurately.

The tall monster's body shook twice and fell to the ground. Their eyes rolled, their expressions glazed over, and they fell into a state of vertigo.

(Isn't this spell only effective against weaker monsters?)

Pan Long wondered as he charged, but then he figured it out - Grion was not a low-level mage, but a powerful mage who could make friends with the righteous boss, so that Shalophok, the evil boss, would deliberately bring a group of cannon fodder to consume his spells, so that he could have the confidence to defeat.

A master like him naturally has the means to enhance the power of spells. Or, maybe it's just an advanced version of "Monster Stun".

In this world, there are so many unique spells, what is there to be strange?

It only took him a moment to rush to the two ogres lying on the ground, and was about to kill them, when suddenly his heart was alarmed, and he subconsciously jumped forward, just in time to avoid a stone flying from his chest.

The weight of the stone was not light, at least a dozen catties, but it flew extremely fast, let out a palpitating roar in the air, and then smashed into the nearby woods.

With a muffled sound, a rather thick tree was directly smashed by it, and it fell down with a bang and stood on the tree next to it.

Pan Long's eyelids twitched, he felt that he should not be stronger than that tree, if he was hit by the blow just now, he would definitely die on the spot, and he would explode back.

Looking in the direction where the stone was flying, I saw Shalovok smiling easily, but his smile was very hideous.

"Ah, I actually dodged it, it's quite a two-pronged. He said, "You are a good man, would you be interested in following me, and I can give you much more advantage than the old poor man of Grian." ”

Pan Long landed lightly, looked at him vigilantly, completely ignored the two dizzy ogres who were close at hand, and replied in a deep voice: "When your subordinates, if I remember correctly, you just watched your subordinates die! ”

"Where are the goblins and gnolls who are cannon fodder enough to be considered 'subordinates'?" said Shalovok nonchalantly, "the ogre can barely be counted, but it's not enough. If you're willing to join me, you're qualified to be one of my subordinates. How about it, are you interested? I'm not a small force. ”

Pan Long sneered: "My elders once warned me that for those who are in high positions, never believe their words, but judge their intentions from their actions. What do you think is behind your actions? I don't believe it, you really care about a young man who is just starting out!"

"You mean, you want to refuse my kindness, or even want to fight me?" laughed Shalovok, "what is it that gives you such confidence?

Pan Long replied: "If you can't beat it, you have to try to know." Even if you lose, it's better than being deceived by you and killing you after losing your use!"

"You're so smart. Shalovok stopped laughing, "But smart people don't live long!"

Before the words fell, he suddenly accelerated, and his body roared forward with some vague phantoms, rushing straight towards Pan Long.

Chanem and Aemon had just arrived, killing the two stunned ogres with their weapons. Shalofok's charge brought all three of them into the attack.

Seeing this bald villain rushing over at an astonishing speed, Pan Long knew that he couldn't dodge it this time.

He took a deep breath, completely lifted up his true qi, and instead of retreating, he rushed towards Shalofok, and slapped his palm with all his might.

This palm goes straight to the middle palace, without any change, it is extremely fast and heavy, it is the killing move of the Pan family's iron palm kung fu - heart-destroying style.

With a roar, Pan Long felt that his right palm was almost like hitting the steel, not only could not send out any strength, but was shocked back. The bones on the palm of his hand were suddenly cracked, and one of his right arms completely lost his intuition, and he couldn't stand under his feet, and he was rushed upside down by the force of the shock.

When he landed, he felt pain everywhere in his body, especially the pain in his entire right arm, and when he looked down, his arm had been twisted into a strange shape, and the bones were obviously broken.

"Oops!"

He muttered to himself, but what came out of his mouth was not a voice, but a mouthful of blood.

He tried to hit it, and sure enough, as he had guessed, he still couldn't catch the evil devil of Shalovok.

Fortunately, his efforts were not without results. Not only had Chanem and Aemon killed the two ogres and jumped into the woods to dodge, but even Greon had a spell ready.

With a wave of his cane, the torrential rain fell from the sky, and the preparations for the fierce battle were finally completed.