The information captured by the afterglow is back.

There weren't just seven water spirits and a swamp witch here, in fact, Lan En's last reconnaissance was limited by his vision, and he himself knew it was flawed.

But he didn't expect that there was a water ghost not far away.

Lan's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"He's showing his head early."

Yes, Bernie showed up early, and before Rann could focus all his threatening eyes on him, Bernie stood up from the bushes.

Maybe he was too nervous, maybe he was afraid that Lan En wouldn't be able to hold on...... The reason is not important.

Anyway, it turned out that a water ghost was haunted by Bernie.

In Lan En's hunting these few times, under his violent swordsmanship, these monsters that are not very strong will even turn into stumps.

And among the people, everyone also recognizes that the water ghost is a kind of monster that farmers can kill one-on-one with a dung fork.

It seems that this monster is not the slightest threat.

But there is an inherent logic to this situation.

First: The farmer with a dung fork has a much larger attack range than the water ghost's claws.

Second: The claws of the water ghost cannot break the wooden pole of the dung fork with one blow, let alone destroy the metal fork head of the dung fork.

Third: The piercing attack of the dung fork can inflict fatal damage on the water ghost organs, even if it does not have the evil destroying effect of silver.

Logical and organized.

This is the reason why the water ghost can't beat the dung fork farmer alone.

Now, Bernie is a veteran hunter, and his combat experience is sky-high above that of the average farmer.

But in addition to the bow and arrows, all he had left was a hunting knife.

The monsters that the dung fork farmer can defeat are not easy to say to the old hunters now.

There is no level in the real world, as long as the conditions are right, the water ghost can also kill the old hunter alone.

"Quick fix."

Looking at the swamp witch with her paws on her chest and pacing with a strange smile, Lan En's eyes narrowed slightly.

If it drags on any longer, Bernie may be gnawed by that water ghost!

"Mentos, I need you to build a model of air circulation now."

"The task is being accepted...... The airflow model is completed, and the real-time change has been bound to the subject position information. ”

After a pause of about a second, the intelligent voice made a note on Lan's field of vision.

And as he moved, the markers changed due to changes in terrain or humidity.

"Sir, according to the regulations I must give you a reminder. If you go according to the plan, there is an 87% chance that you will fall into a state of mana drying for several minutes, so decide carefully. ”

The Demon Hunter's Seal only uses the mana stored in the body, which is not the same as the mage's large-scale mobilization of the chaos magic of the outside world.

But it is precisely because of the scarcity of mana that under the extremely fast physical recovery power of the demon hunter, even recovering from the dry state of mana can take a few minutes at most.

"Stick to the plan."

"Understood."

There was not the slightest waver in the young man's tone.

He lowered the silver sword in his hand, which had just dismembered the corpses of the three water ghosts, and hunched over his body, pacing in an arc.

Hostility and murderous energy tug at the nerves of the remaining monsters, making them have to respond to the enemy's movements.

The response may be big or small, even if it's just a few movements of footsteps.

But for Lanen, that's enough.

The remaining four water ghosts, and a swamp witch who had picked up a stone from the ground, stood faintly on a straight path in the midst of this invisible restraint.

At this point, Lan En's originally arched body slowly stood up straight under the monster's gaze.

The abnormal behavior of human beings only stimulated the monster's vigilance even more, and the low roar and screaming continued.

Until the young man put his silver sword, which was still stained with blood, into the scabbard behind his back leisurely.

"Wow?"

The water ghosts were a little puzzled, their fish-like heads couldn't understand why some creatures put away their claws when fighting.

But they don't stop hunting because of doubts.

An even stronger and unbridled hostility began to emerge from the monsters.

Faced with this scene, Lan En calmly raised his left hand in their direction.

A cold white magical aura spread out.

"Alder."

Mindful shockwave.

"Bang-"

A non-violent blast of air struck the monsters.

Instinctively, the monsters who made a defensive posture and guarded their heads with their arms were even a little blindfolded.

This power ...... So small?!

The dead fisheyes looked at each other.

This is not so much a "mental shock" as a fairly strong gust of wind.

Compared to Lan En's violent and ferocious swordsmanship just now, it was even a little weak and not worth mentioning.

The air flow brought up by the French seal is still blowing.

Wind?

"Wow?"

The swamp witch sensed something was wrong.

In such a dense understory of woods, when will there be ...... It's windy?!

"The air circulation model has been formed, and the completion rate is 68%, which meets the use standard."

Then the swamp witch saw the human not far away, and raised her right hand before she could put it down.

The same dazzling gestures, this time lit up with a warm orange glow.

Inexplicably, a sense of danger made it scream in an instant.

"Wow Wow Wow !!"

But with the screams came a soothing human voice.

"—Igni."

"Boom !!"

The scorching fire burst out from the center of Lan En's handprint in an instant!

But the magic flame that was supposed to shoot forward was swept into the inexplicable wind half a meter away from the palm of his hand.

It is only then, after the rendering of the flames, that the invisible wind is depicted in concrete form.

- That's a spiraling winding current!

It's like a small tornado that has been placed horizontally!

The air flow is constantly enveloping the surrounding air, bringing plenty of oxygen, and Igna's flame burns brighter and brighter with the supply of oxygen!

A fire tornado with a diameter of more than two meters and a length of ten meters enveloped all the water spirits and swamp witches in a straight path.

The bodily fluids beneath the skin were boiling, and the monsters let out a scream that would make other monsters tremble.

In a warm environment like a small tornado, even a magic flame can easily reach thousands of degrees.

The group of water spirits and swamp witches waited for the fire tornado to collapse a few seconds later, leaving only corpses whose skin had been completely burned.

The puddles in the forest have been steamed dry, and the foul-smelling soil is smoking white.

Rann immediately braced his legs and gasped for air as soon as he made the Ignifa seal.

The subsequent flames were purely the spontaneous combustion of the fire tornado.

Two consecutive French seals...... This should be the strength of the griffin school, and it is not easy for him to use it as a bear school.

The fire tornado in front of him had collapsed, but only the residual heat was roasting people's skin painfully.

Lane had been gasping for breath for several seconds, but he couldn't feel the abnormality in his body recover with his breathing.

Because what he lacks is not physical strength, but magic. It's just that the lack of magic is very similar to the lack of physical strength.

Dragging his body, which was still a few minutes away, Lan En endured the discomfort and pulled out the silver sword behind him and threw it in Bernie's direction.

When the water ghost was about to peel off his neck with his claws, he pierced the other man's heart.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

The water ghost, which was suddenly paralyzed, fell down with a silver sword, making a crisp sound of "ding".

Lan En's originally soothing brow immediately froze.

"Damn, the sword I just repaired! ...... It was designated that the blade of the sword was smashing against the stone! ”

Lane walked over to Bernie and pulled him up from the ground, frowning.

"I just put my bloody sword back into its sheath...... This time, even the scabbard had to be replaced. ”