Due to the distance, the "flamethrow" cast by the "Gloves of Arson" did not have much effect, and only barely burned a few centaurs.

Leo didn't really have any additional thoughts, he wouldn't be naïve enough to think that such a magic could cause damage to an enemy. His real goal is to make the "arson gloves" visible to several centaurs, thus arousing their greed.

The next moment, after an incomprehensible roar, the four centaurs burst out of the flames and galloped towards Leo.

By the light of the fire, Leo could clearly see their expressions, but he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

"Isn't it just a magic glove, as for such a bitter and bitter appearance?"

He dreamed so much that the four centaurs didn't notice any gloves at all, and they thought it was another instantaneous magic of Leo, which was much more powerful than the previous "tremor shock" and "amplification"!

Obviously, both sides misunderstood each other's intentions, but the end result did not change.

Seeing the centaurs rushing towards him, Leo didn't know what to do, and almost instantly, the "magic arm" had been activated, and then he turned around as fast as he could, running towards the chosen bush.

For the nomadic centaurs, hunting prey is as instinctive as running.

Even though the bush ahead is quite dense and it is not easy to find the prey accurately, they are confident enough to deal with it.

Ossa, who was running at the front, didn't say much, just whistled in a strange tone, and the three centaurs behind immediately fanned out and entered the hunting state. They believe. The bush is an obstacle to itself, and it is no less true for the human.

Unfortunately, the centaurs didn't know that the quantity and quality of magic that Leo mastered was far beyond their imagination and cognition, and that there were too many ways to pass through here. For example, Byron's shrinking and vacating techniques can turn the bushes from obstacles to umbrellas.

As for how to achieve the final result. It is also necessary to wait for the time to come and patiently find the best place to ambush.

............

Minutes and seconds passed, and in the blink of an eye, Leo and the four centaurs took a few turns through the bushes, making some noise from time to time, to reassure them that they would not leave.

In order to find Leo's traces, the centaurs had to disperse even more, searching the entire undergrowth. But they are not completely disconnected, but always rely on the complex and penetrating whistle to communicate.

It's obvious. As soon as anyone encounters Leo, the other three companions will immediately arrive.

A few minutes later, on the branch of a tall shrub, Leo remained miniaturized, his spiritual power radiated, and the heart waited.

It wasn't long before a centaur scrambled out of a bush. He was still muttering something.

Seeing his target, Leo grinned. Smiled silently.

The centaur walking in front of him was short and stocky, and he was the one who had eaten a "strong acid jet" in between. He didn't seem to be in a very good state, and he wasn't in a good mood, so much so that he didn't notice Leo's presence at all.

The target was getting closer and closer, Leo repeated the plan in his mind, and the scattered mental power also determined that the other three were hundreds of meters away. It was definitely a good opportunity not to be missed, so he immediately began to count down silently in his heart.

When the count reached zero, the stocky centaur just walked up to the side.

A long-prepared spell is cast and projected in the material world.

Feeling clear magic fluctuations rippling around him, the stout centaur was startled. But his first reaction was not to dodge the possible danger, but to raise a warning!

However, the whistle he made with all his might did not have any effect.

Because long before that, Leo's magic had worked.

An invisible barrier limited the air fluctuations in the area covered, and made the whistle of the stocky centaur almost non-sounding.

This level 4 protection magic is called the "Silent Enchantment" and is one of the magic that almost all mages must learn. Its main effect is certainly not to prevent whistles, but to limit spells that require spells to cast, and the disadvantage is that it is small in scope, which can be easily dislodged and not conducive to long-term use.

However, Leo used this magic for the moment, and it was just right, all he needed was to briefly cut off the connection between the centaurs.

Feeling the whistle blocked, the stout centaur was shocked, and he finally understood what was going on.

Ambush! That cunning human wants to ambush himself!

Having lost the lead, the stout centaur almost instinctively held the heavy mallet in front of him, while quickly looking towards the source of the mana's fluctuations.

Judging from the feeling half a second ago, the human was close by, as long as he could find it quickly, smash it away, and let him cast any more magic to no avail!

But what the centaur didn't expect was that when he just shifted his gaze, he happened to see an expanding fist, and an equally expanding human figure behind it.

He ...... He's going to fight me?"

No sooner had the idea come to the stout centaur's head than Leo's fist made close contact with his nose.

"Click!"

The sound of tooth-aching bone cracking sounded, and it was silenced by the silent enchantment.

With the support of the "Brute Bear Power", the "Magical Weapon" and the "Red Dragon Bloodline" burst out with all his strength, Leo's power in a short period of time is no less than that of a mid-level warrior. With this punch, the nose of the short centaur was smashed into the face, and the body flew upside down, out of the silent barrier!

But even so, the centaur has not been teleported back to Lordaeron, and it is impressive that it has not completely lost its combat effectiveness!

Leo gritted his teeth, ignoring the sharp pain in his fist and the possible fractures, took a step forward, grabbed the large wooden mallet that had fallen next to him, and continued to attack the opponent.

The centaur was suddenly hit hard, and it was the most fragile nose, and for a moment it was powerless to dodge, and could only watch as the giant mallet was raised high and fell down, but it could not even utter a single shout.

"Bang!"

The mallet smashed into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, and the centaur was gone, finally ruled out. (To be continued.) )