Was there something wrong with his mind?

Was the hypothetical conjecture about wandless casting wrong from the start?

Joel was lost in thought, and he repeatedly simulated the two spell casting, looking for the differences.

The speed of the eight-legged horse was not slow, but the atrium was too large and it would take a long time to reach the edge of the North Sea, and Joel did not use the illusion to reach his destination directly, he had to wait and see what the atrium was like now.

Many monsters will eventually run to Asgard to fight the gods to the death, knowing that they will not be defeated in a hundred battles, and Joel knows how to do it.

Sleipnir's eight gray hooves stomped heavily on the ground, and once again he leaped high and his body was ten feet away, his swollen muscles gracefully curled, and he galloped like a silver-white lightning bolt, and Joel could hear the heavy breathing beneath him and the crisp sound of the horse's hooves on the scorched earth.

The civil strife and war in the human kingdom have been going on for some time, and Joel can see corpses strewn across the field, some vultures have landed on top of the corpses and start enjoying a delicious meal called carrion, in addition to several packs of wolves roaming around.

They can't find fresh and delicious flesh, so they can only find the fresh flesh of the corpses that have just died, and they can barely swallow them, and the wilting and necrosis of the plants after losing sunlight affects the entire food chain.

The wolves also spotted the mighty Joel and Sleipnir, who looked at each other and hesitated for a moment, but suppressed their hungry stomachs and did not come forward to look for trouble.

They are adept at taking advantage of the odds and avoiding the disadvantages, and both the strange eight-legged steed and the sturdy human with a spear on it exude an unrivalled ferocity.

But there were creatures who were not afraid of death, and three emaciated leopards rushed from the withered woods, their eyes glowing green, and they were completely hungry.

They headed towards Sleipnir beneath Joel, and in the eyes of the three leopards, the fat eight-legged horse was enough to feed their family of three for a week, and it was not in their eyes to think about why the erect ape dared to swagger around on horseback.

Joel didn't panic when he saw three lightning-fast yellow-black figures coming from his side, and he didn't mention himself, even if his mount Sleipnir made a move, the three hungry leopards would not return.

An idea came to his mind, and it was fitting to use these animals who were not afraid to rush forward to practice their hands.

The magic power and spiritual power in the body were blended together, and it kept rotating along the body, and it took two weeks to send it out.

At that time, the three leopards had already rushed in front of Sleipnir, and they opened their bloody mouths and excitedly bit at the horse meat at their fingertips, they had been hungry for a long time, and they couldn't wait at the moment, and their brains were now full of sharp teeth biting into the muscles of the horses.

Sleipnir paused, three of his hooves raised, striking the three leopards with great precision, and Joel's long-brewing magic came out of his hands.

The flames struck the body of a leopard flying upside down, and instantly swept up and devoured it, leaving only a cloud of ashes three seconds later.

The other two leopards were kicked hard by the eight-legged horse, and the pain was unbearable, and the bones on their bodies seemed to be falling apart, and then they looked up to see that their family members had been turned to ashes in the flames, and hurriedly fled into the distance at a loss.

Sleipnir tried to chase after him again, but was stopped by Joel.

He froze, silently contemplating the fire he had unleashed earlier.

In terms of power alone, this cluster of flames that burned the leopard's bones was much stronger than the previous wandless spell, and sure enough, Joel's mental power could not quickly "tame" the magic power, and the two energies had to be fused in the body for a period of time, and the spell cast could have extraordinary power.

How did he cast the spell that he had used to fire in accordance with Odin's instincts?

Joel urged Sleipnir to keep going, the spell still casting, fumbling for the difference between the two wandless spells.

Sleipnir traveled through the wilderness all night, and it wasn't until the next morning that Joel heard the sound of the waves crashing against the reef.

Joel figured out a lot this night, wandless spell casting is not just a combination of magic and spiritual power, if it is really that simple, even in modern wizarding society, there should be many wizards who can discover this law and put it into practice.

Wandless Spell Casting - There must be some kind of medium between the combination of mental power and magic power that acts as a neutralizing and accelerating effect.

Sleipnir stopped at the very edge of the cliff, below the icy waters of the North Sea.

It turned its head to look at Joel, and after receiving the approval of its master, spread its hooves and plunged forward.

Sleipnir was an eight-legged Pegasus capable of flying through the sky for a short period of time, stepping on the void as if it were on the ground, and struggling forward.

Joel looked at the choppy waters beneath his feet, looking for the giant squid Kraken.

Since the twilight of the gods is about to fall, the Kraken, which has been sleeping until now, should also be about to wake up from the bottom of the sea.

Joel's targets are mainly camouflages in the North Sea, and given the Kraken's body length of more than 100 meters, it is likely to disguise itself as some kind of imperceptible target when sleeping.

Compared with the land in the atrium, the scope of the North Sea is not so wide, and after a stop-and-go search for half a day, a suspicious figure was finally found in the open sea.

It was a small reef, standing alone in the depths of the sea, surrounded by a few small boats.

The ship was empty, and everything seemed calm and eerie.

Joel urged the eight-legged horse to fall into the boat, which contained fishing nets and some household items, which were apparently left behind by fishermen who had gone out to fish.

But where did the boatmen go?

Joel looked at the reef in front of him, which was covered with some moss, and because of the lack of light, it was cold and damp, and the water was dripping out.

"Kraken," Joel reassured himself as he raised his voice, "show up, I don't have much patience. ”

The reef began to float slowly upward, and Joel rode Sleipnir to follow the ascent, and the fishing boats around the reef were directly swept away by the huge waves that set off, and fell into planks and fell to the sea.

It is a huge giant squid, with only one eye bigger than Joel's Odin, and it has several tentacles, each hundreds of meters long, and it stands still in the middle of the waves, like a small island.

"Odin," it said in a slow, low voice, its voice full of vigilance and fear, "what are you doing here?" ”

"I'm here to kill you," Joel clenched his grip on Gangunir, "to save the future!" ”