It was a Spectre of Fire.

The Spectre of Fire is the embodiment of white-hot evil, the cursed reincarnation soul of a person who died in the never-ending flames of hell.

Standing a whopping 4 meters tall, the Fire Ghost is an imaginary humanoid made of burning fire.

The white-hot flames crackled and burst and burned. The only part that could discern its shape was the red, sharp eyes that seemed to pierce all falsehoods.

Spectres of fire can usually be found away from the main material plane, and occasionally invading the main plane with a specific environment, such as this one.

This powerful ghost blessed with elemental power is terrifying enough in itself, and when it is accompanied by a legendary monster lava demon with a full level 23 challenge level, the challenge will increase exponentially.

Lava Spirits are undead creatures encased in molten magma.

The Lava Demon manifests as a giant humanoid skeleton cloaked in a thick layer of molten rock. The lava is its scorching "flesh", but that doesn't stop it from moving; Razor-sharp shards of massive blazing black shards were embedded in each fingertip, its claws.

It had no magma on its skull, and a circle of white flames surrounded it like a corona

its surroundings.

Lava Spirits are made up of the remnants of victims who have been killed by the Ghost of Fire.

What's more, this time the lava ghost is extremely difficult to detect. To be precise, this demon has not yet been fully born, I don't know when, it should be not long ago, a strong man who is also a legend seems to have come to crusade against the fire ghost, and was killed by it and transformed into a lava ghost.

At this time, the demon is buried in the hot lava beneath the feet of the fire ghost, and unless the scout is a legendary elemental mage, such as a mage or warlock, he will not feel the catty in it at all.

It's not easy for Sanders, a master tool man, to come this time, after all, it's too much beyond his professional ability.

Wren crossed Erlang's legs, thinking a little maliciously about how to clean up his disciples.

"Harry! Partial is not a drop. Your protective magic takes too much time to arrange. ”

"It's not that the teacher deliberately tricked you. This is to teach you a lesson, the enemy doesn't always wait for you to be ready to attack you. Not to mention stepping into your trap in the quantity and quality you want, in the way you want. ”

"How can a legendary mage not know [Flash]?"

"Can't you run if you can't beat it? Do you expect Master to come out and wipe your ass with you every time you ask? ”

The above are all the lines that the master surnamed Lei thought of for himself in his malicious fantasy to force his second disciple. There are so many words of training, in Wren's opinion, there is always one that can be used.

Maybe you can use it all.

Harry's coward, even if he was given a barbarian and a foodie fourth junior brother, how could he dare to be a level 26 or level 23 legendary monster?

In the end, Wren has thought about it: "Failure is success for his mother." You go back and practice hard! ”

Wren watched Sanders as always, moving swiftly in the direction of the fire ghost.

Hey!

A set of Shadow Dragon Leather Armor is a perfect match for a master shadow dancer.

If it weren't for Wren's locking on Sanders's figure in advance, he would have sensed it casually, and he really couldn't find that kid.

Not surprisingly, Sanders reported to Harry: "There is indeed a ghost of fire, and that flame and the breath of the undead will not be mistaken." ”

Gontya pulled out a big axe: "How?" ”

Matt was succinct: "Beating? ”

Only Harry frowned, "I always felt that things were not that simple! ”

The three of them did not speak, but looked at him together, waiting for the following.

Harry touched his chin and thought about it, as if he were talking to himself:

"Master, he never asks his disciples to do something that is absolutely impossible to do, and every order he gives is absolutely deliberate. It's like asking me to guard the Marat Tunnel, or delivering a bomb message to the Southern Pirate Kingdom Marshal. So first of all, I ruled out the possibility that Master was angry with me because of something. ”

"Master is used to teaching students according to their aptitude, and he saw through my strengths at a glance, so he encouraged me from the beginning to specialize in magic with protection. But when I was promoted to master, I saw that I was really biased, and he tried to correct me, so that I finally mastered the plastic energy department, which can be regarded as an offensive and defensive integration. ”

"If Senior Brother is too reckless and likes to be just frontal, Master let him learn the mage's targeted fighting style. Then Master's test for me should be reversed. ”

Harry couldn't help but blush as he said this.

Ay!

People who play trap streams are dirty.

He's still a little bit pressed on this.

Harry was stunned: "Wait! Didn't Master prepare me a powerful monster that was fast and would swoop into my face? ”

As soon as he said this, the three of them were startled.

Playing traps meets those who like to protrude their faces. In a sense, this is also a perfect match!

This is not to blame them, they did not open their eyes. Even the Adventurer's Guild can't have a system to help scan like Ray, and you can know most of the monster's characteristics and data at a glance.

The materials in the Adventurer's Guild are all desperately exchanged by the adventurers and then resold to the Adventurer's Guild.

The more powerful the monster, the more detailed the trait information is lacking, especially the legendary monster. Those who dared to try or reconnoiter were often killed on the spot. That's common sense.

At the thought of this, Harry suddenly snorted like a toothache.

"Oh my God! What kind of scare did Master have prepared for me, I am getting more and more out of shape. ”

Skimming the master who was watching the play with Erlang's legs crossed in the distance, Harry was even more bottomless.

There is such a kind of person in the world who will have a strong paranoia about the end and danger, and is willing to pay money and effort for it, hoard in advance, and be a [doomsday preparation freak].

Apparently Harry is that kind of character.

In a panic, this thing silently wrote all the theorems he had learned in the nearby open space, and by the way, he wrote the names of all the great scientists in physics.

Well, it's still Chinese.

Harry had studied for so long and found that the names and laws written in Chinese were more magically powerful.

Because he regarded Chinese as the secret of his master, an ancient rune with infinite power, Harry's current Chinese level was comparable to that of an elementary school graduate before Wren crossed over.

After setting up a 'rune circle' the size of a football field, Harry, wiping his sweat, finally smiled contentedly.

"Sanders, please lure the enemy here!"

"Good!"

After a while, Sanders, who was a hundred meters away from the Fire Ghost, bent his bow and arrow, and on the bowstring was a valuable ice magic arrow.

This arrow alone is worth 50 silver coins!

It is definitely a luxury to use such arrows to open monsters.

"Whew!"

As soon as an arrow passed, the roar of the ghost shook people's souls a little unstable.

Sanders looked at the spectre of fire that swooped down, and everyone else went numb.

"! [Lightning speed]!? ”

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ps :yeah！ Five more words!

(End of chapter)