Versatile Mage: Thunderstorm

Chapter 47: Alternative Uses of Primary Wind Tracks

"It's you?"

Principal Zhu couldn't help but speak when he saw this familiar face, and then asked uncertainly:

"Feather Dust Hunter? Are you a high-level mage?"

After all, the wings of wind behind the opponent are really eye-catching, and they are quite shocking against the backdrop of the night sky and lightning.

"High-level? Not yet."

Li Yu, who was on the trumpet again, shook his head and explained:
"It's just a winged magic tool."

"Winged Magic Tool!"

Principal Zhu: You should just say you are a high-level wizard!
NM! Which young man came to this small place like Bocheng to experience the suffering of the people, right?

Since when did a mid-level mage have a winged magic tool? Not to mention the mid-level, even high-level mages like Zhan Kong gave people the feeling of being poor.

Without giving Principal Zhu a chance to continue speaking, Li Yu quickly pointed the way to him.
"Principal Zhu, if you are planning to retreat to the safety barrier, the road to Liyuan Community should be relatively safe for you. I have already cleared out the two three-eyed demon wolves there, and the remaining free one-eyed demon wolf that I have not yet cleared out should not be a problem for you."

"I need to go and clear out the general-level demons in other places now, so I won't say more to you."

"Then please go ahead, Yuchen Hunter. Thank you for your help."

As the winged magic tool was summoned, Li Yu flapped his wings and flew away again. Looking at the figure flying quickly into the distance, Principal Zhu felt only admiration.

The other party's words just now revealed that he had hunted down at least three general-level demons. In the bloody alert, when everyone is in danger, perhaps only a powerful magician of this strength can put out fires everywhere in the city.

"Principal Zhu, is that the Feather Dust Hunter?" A young wizard from the association came up and asked curiously. Since the other party appeared, he has been active in the hunter circle of Bo City, but not very active, after all, not many people have actually seen him.

However, the difficulty and speed with which the Feather Dust Hunter completed the bounty was astonishing, making him a legend in the Bo City hunter circle.

Originally the association's mage didn't feel much, until today when someone's divine soldier descended from the sky and saved his life, and he witnessed with his own eyes the other party instantly killing the general-level demon three-eyed wolf, and then he truly realized what it meant that a great reputation is a true hero.

"Yes, and he's as young as you are."

Principal Zhu looked at the association's wizard who seemed to be worshipping him and explained with a smile.

Just then the surrounding demons were cleared out, and due to the remaining power of Yuchen Hunter, no demons would dare to attack for a while. A group of mages who were already at the end of their rope also needed time to recover. Principal Zhu, who had free time, resumed his education career.

"You are all young people. The Feather Dust Hunter is your goal. You don't want to be as powerless as you are today."

For the first time, Principal Zhu's sermon was remembered by the association's mages. The lessons of the past were still before their eyes, the bodies of their comrades were still warm, and the corpses of the generals, slaves and demons lying around told them that today's experience was not a nightmare, but hell shining into reality.

……

On the other side, Li Yu, who didn't know he was being used as an educational material, once again discovered his target, which was not to fight against demons, but...

"Black Church!"

When his eyes fell upon the familiar gray and black cloak and the black, deformed, and fast-moving monster, Li Yu's eyes turned cold.

Mo Fan felt that he was a bit unlucky. It was because he was surrounded, along with all the members of the Vanguard Squad.

People are so unlucky that even drinking cold water will get a toothache. Not long after leaving the school gate and reaching the pedestrian street, a large group of monkey-faced deformed monsters suddenly appeared and surrounded the vanguard team.

Contrary to Mo Fan’s feeling, the Black Church members who successfully captured Mo Fan felt extremely lucky - extremely lucky.

A large group of Church members were captured by Bo City the day before yesterday. The biggest loss was the capture of Mu Yuang, which caused the Black Church's plan to obtain the Holy Spring to fail, but it allowed this lucky guy named Mo Fan to get the advantage.

Look, today, the demons were planning to attack the city. In addition to arranging most of the members to cause destruction in Bo City, the deacon also specially arranged people to prepare to snatch the Holy Spring.

The deacon has issued a death order, no matter whether it is that woman or that boy named Mo Fan, no one can be left behind!
It is better to kill the wrong person than to let him go.

If you get the Holy Spring, you will be promoted directly to a priest, and the priest will be promoted to an apprentice blue-robed. Even if you don't have it, you can be rewarded with a cursed beast if you capture or kill anyone.

So, the three of them couldn't get the most likely mission to chase that woman, so they could only try their luck at the Magic High School. As luck would have it, they ran into a dozen black beasts besieging a group of high school students who were trembling with fear at the sight of the beasts.

The advantage is mine!

The priest led the way, followed by two believers. Their eyes fell on Mo Fan, who was blocked by the class teacher Xue Musheng. "Boy, do you have the Holy Earth Spring? Hand it over, and I can spare your life."

Mo Fan was frowning and thinking about how to get out of the situation when his eyelids suddenly jumped. He grinned and pointed behind the other person.
"I feel like you should be the ones to die."

The three of them turned around following Mo Fan's gesture. Several transparent wind tracks appeared faintly, and a person was rushing towards them on the wind tracks at an astonishing speed.

The priest was horrified.

"Black beast, block it..."

Before he finished speaking, that figure appeared in front of the three of them.

"call out!"

After three brilliant knife lights, blood gushed out from the necks of the priests and believers. The vitality of the three people quickly dissipated. With the death of the members of the Black Church, the black beast also turned into a pool of dirty water with a disgusting smell.

"A few bastards!"

Li Yu looked at the corpse with its eyes open and put away his knife expressionlessly. To deal with such a man, he was too lazy to even waste his lightning magic energy. He just rushed to his face with Feng Gui and killed him with one blow. It was simple and easy.

Seeing the Black Church's quick and swift death, the class teacher Xue Musheng and a group of unsophisticated high school students were dumbfounded.

"Monkey... Monkey, can your wind track do this?"

Mo Fan asked Zhang Xiaohou who was stunned beside him.

"No."

"Isn't your wind track also level 2?"

"Brother Fan...don't ask anymore."

Zhang Xiaohou felt like crying but had no tears. It was so heartbreaking!
They are all level 2 Wind Tracks, why can they get close to the enemy and kill three people at once, while I can only be a pathfinder soldier!

Shouldn't the beginner wind element be positioned as a scout? How did this stranger become an assassin? They didn't teach that in school!
This scene was deeply imprinted in Zhang Xiaohou's mind. It turned out that the wind system could be used in this way?

He understood. He could buy a good knife in the future. If he couldn’t defeat the monsters, he could kill the wizards?
"You should be a teacher, why are you with these students?"

The stranger frowned and looked at Xue Musheng, who was obviously an adult, and asked.

Xue Musheng quickly told his original plan. He finally understood that the person in front of him could use the basic wind magic as an assassin's skill. He was at least much stronger than him.

"The Vanguard Squad?"

The stranger did not continue to interfere. He just pointed to a few areas where demons were densely populated and asked the other party to avoid them, then prepared to leave, looking quite hurried.

"Wait a minute, sir!"

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Xue Musheng hurriedly called out to stop him.

"what's up?"

The stranger turned around and spoke in a rather impatient tone. This was indeed the case. With just a quick glance at the sky, he knew that there were quite a few general-level demons entering Bo City.

Although they were cleaning out the war generals, they couldn't just sit back and watch when they encountered a group of demons gathering on the road. Their lethality was no less than that of a war general, and because they could be dispersed at any time, their potential destructive power was even more terrifying.

After all this busy work, we have only just killed six three-eyed demon wolves. We really don't have time to waste here.

"Mo Fan, is it true that the people from the Black Church just said that the Holy Spring is in your hands?"

Xue Musheng heard the impatience in the other party's words and spoke to Mo Fan in a low voice.

“Teacher Xue, why are you asking this?” Mo Fan actually didn’t quite believe this guy who suddenly appeared. How could it be such a coincidence that he arrived just when he and his companions were surrounded.

Knowing that human nature is treacherous, he has never hesitated to assume the worst of others.

"The Holy Earth Spring is in your hands?"

(End of this chapter)