Chapter 11: The Wolves
"Why do you all call me master?" Yang Fan asked suspiciously.
Gate humbly replied, "You are God's spokesman, and only you can call us." When we are called by you, you become our master, and this is a rule set by God. All creatures summoned by their masters will be your most loyal warriors and servants. ”
Is it God again? Yang Fan couldn't help but smile silently.
He was both familiar and unfamiliar with the mutation system on his arm, and more curious about why it mutated.
But no matter how it mutates, it's not a bad thing for me now.
Whew!
While the two were talking, a terrible wolf howl was heard in the distance.
Hearing the voice, the two looked at each other, and hurriedly turned to gather the quarrying farmers and prepare them for defense.
Looking at the endless wasteland in front of him, Yang Fan secretly prayed in his heart, praying that he and the others would not be discovered by the wolf, praying that the cry just now was just a lone wolf.
But reality is always contrary to his wishes, hearing the wolf howl that is getting closer and closer, Yang Fan's heart almost blocked his throat.
The peasants here were his first people and an indispensable labor force now, and he could not just give it up. And now it's not a game, these people are all living beings, and as the master of these people, he is not cowardly enough to leave them and run away alone.
Seeing that Yang Fan seemed a little nervous, Gate walked up to him and said, "Don't worry, master, I will protect you and these farmers, just a few wolves can't resist my magic." ”
Gat's self-confidence did not reassure Yang Fan, it was not that he did not believe in Gat's ability, but that he did not understand the comparison between the troops in the Hero Invincible and the strength level of this world.
And from the memory of the little prince, he learned that the demonic beasts in this world are generally more powerful than humans of the same level, and if the wolf that appears is a high-level demonic beast, or a group of medium-level demonic beasts, I am afraid that everyone present will die here.
Just as he was worried about it, there was a rustling sound in the bushes.
Seeing that the large shrubs were shaking, Yang Fan's heart sank, and the thing that worried him the most still happened, it was not a lone wolf that came, but a large number of wolves.
However, when the first wolf appeared in front of him, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, because he recognized this kind of wolf.
This kind of wolf is a level 2 demonic beast white-tailed wolf, and most of its body is similar to that of ordinary wolves, the only difference is the thick and long white tail behind them.
This low-level demonic beast has a trace of wind elemental caste on its body, and it does not release magic, but its speed is much faster than that of ordinary beasts, if ordinary people encounter them, they may not be able to see their movement until they are bitten by the throat.
In fact, the demonic beasts in this world, like humans, have no special abilities in the first three orders, and most of them are much more powerful than ordinary people in a certain aspect of their bodies.
For example, human warriors are also higher than ordinary people in terms of physical fitness in the first three ranks, but as long as they exceed the third order, they can use the cultivation of fighting spirit, and the power is at least several times higher than that of pure ** attacks.
Of course, these things were all obtained by Yang Fan from the memory of the little prince, after all, he is a prince, and he has naturally seen more of the world than Yang Fan who has just arrived in this world.
When the first wolf came out, more wolves came out of the bushes one after another, and Yang Fan probably counted at least 50 or more.
A cold sweat suddenly dripped from his head, if the more than fifty wolves were assigned to the fifteen people here to deal with at least three each, not to mention whether Yang Fan himself had that ability, it was unlikely that the thirteen farmers alone would want to deal with so many wolves, so he could only pin his hopes on Gat.
"Gat, are you sure you can kill so many wolves?" Yang Fan asked worriedly.
Gate said proudly, "Master, have you forgotten that I am a great magician, and a single fireball can kill a quarter of them." ”
Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and then he remembered that Gate was the upgraded class of the academy's fourth-level mage, and he was much stronger than before he was upgraded, and his talent and skills alone were stronger than many troops of the same level.
Caster: Can cast Iron Fist Invincible (Advanced), Fireball Beads (Basic), Anger Force (Advanced), and Magic Purification (Specialist) in combat.
Energy Tunnel: Reduces the hero's mana consumption by 25% when casting.
Yang Fan has seen Gat's information, and it is similar to the surname of the great magician in the game, but several items are different from the original, and the original surname of the great magician should be like this.
Attack: 10
Defense: 10
Damage: 7-7
Health: 30
Speed: 4
Priority: 10
Ammunition: 4
Body size: 1x1
Yield: 5
Experience: 55
Price: 340
But now Gate's caste has no priority, ammo, size, experience, mana, or elementals, just like the peasant.
In other words, the great magician can also be trained to become more and more powerful, which made Yang Fan feel excited again.
But then Yang Fan figured it out, they are all real people now and no longer a piece of computer data, they can talk, eat, laugh and cry, and they can also learn.
Since they can learn, they will naturally make continuous progress, Yang Fan even wondered if they could also learn the magic and fighting spirit of this world, if they really could, I was afraid that the combat effectiveness of each class would be stronger at that time.
Just when Yang Fan was fantasizing alone, the wolves had quietly surrounded him.
"Master, please give the order to attack!" Gatet can't wait to show my master. Seeing Yang Fan bowing his head and pondering, Gate said with some eagerness.
Yang Fan, who was awakened, raised his eyes and looked around, the wolves were only ten steps away from them, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and hurriedly said, "Gat, attack quickly." After speaking, he looked at the peasants standing behind him, and saw that they were holding machetes in their hands, and they looked like they were waiting for battle, but they did not show much panic.
The farmer's calm appearance made him a little ashamed, and he hurriedly rubbed his nose with his hand to hide his embarrassment.
After hearing Yang Fan's words, Gate's hands made a prayer shape, muttering to himself, and in the blink of an eye, he was ready to magic.
I saw that his clasped hands suddenly opened to both sides, and five fireballs of the same size appeared in front of him, and then roared towards the old group.
When the fireball was about to approach the wolves, it suddenly dispersed in a straight line and exploded in the wolves like five petals.
Yang Fan was only slightly stunned, and when he saw the pride on Gate's face, he knew it in his heart. Since it is magic, it is naturally controlled by the magician, and it is not up to the magician to decide whether the beaded fireball is a straight line attack or a fan attack, so Get's release of such a special beaded fireball did not surprise Yang Fanduo.
On the contrary, it was the power of those five fireballs that opened Yang Fan's eyes, only to see that the place where the fireballs attacked was blown out of a deep pit several meters wide, and there were several dead or crippled white-tailed wolves lying around.