Wizard: I brought the wrong system

The oak tree caught the jade with its huge palm.

There was no chanting of any incantations, and the natural magic power continued to pour into it, and bursts of soft emerald green halos were quickly released from the jade, and soon stretched out.

From the surface, the whole process is almost the same as when Yarrow activated it.

But that soon changed.

Under the mobilization of the power of nature, the surrounding trees began to shake continuously, and with the rustling of leaves, the weak natural magic power began to spread layer by layer with a magical frequency.

Not long after, the tall oak tree stopped its beating magic power, and the big mouth condensed with knots made a buzzing voice: "Northwest, about fifty miles away."

Northwest direction?

Yarrow looked in the direction the oak tree was pointing at, and made an estimate—it was roughly around Perrin Manor.

Before he had time to think about it, he took the shrunken jade and flew into the sky. A cold and heartless sentence echoed in the jungle:

"I hope you don't lie to me, otherwise... I will come back and level this forest!"

Looking at the gradually thinning figure in the sky, the oak tree's rough face began to crumble, but it sighed faintly regardless, and whispered: "At that time, why did I meet...he?"

……

Under the clear and clear blue sky, the sea of ​​trees is boundless.

The gentle sunshine awakens the forest that has been silent for a cold winter.

The silky warm wind blows over the delicate flower buds, and the dormant spring insects hum.

Macaques are leaping forward, deer are jumping, flocks of birds are spinning and dancing in mid-air.

The hungry brown bear also woke up at this time, and the leopard in the shadows also quietly stretched out its sharp claws.

But soon,

The scene where everything was alive was broken by a strange sound resounding in the air.

The sound roared and approached, scaring the dancing birds to run away.

Before the animals in the jungle could hide their bodies, a golden light shot across the sky in an instant.

Only a straight line of off-white fog remains.

The distance of fifty miles is not too short, which is also a big challenge for Yarrow, who is using magic to drive.

In the past, after turning on the magic attack, the battle will soon be ushered in.

But at this moment, the only thing that keeps coming into view is the monotonous jungle of trees.

It's like raising a sword and looking around, but you can't see any enemies. There is a kind of aggrieved feeling that you have all your strength but can't vent it.

An impulse to destroy everything kept growing in his heart.

In the past, this destructive emotion was confused with the fighting spirit of the enemy, making it impossible for Yarrow to distinguish.

Even sometimes, I thought that after entering the fighting state, I would fall into a more frantic mood, and that was just a normal situation.

At this time, Yarrow had never felt so clearly the extent to which the power of the abyss had an exaggerated effect on emotions.

This is what makes peaceful people warlike.

An increase in the horror emotion that can make the berserk feel bloodless!

It's no wonder that the power of the abyss energy is so powerful. The wizards have been spying on it for so long, but they still haven't been able to find a suitable way to use it.

After all, Magic Fighting Technique can only be used indirectly, so it will have such a serious impact on one's emotions.

One can imagine the mentality and emotion of those abyss warlocks who directly used it.

If it weren't for the memory of the previous life, the Three Views had already been established, and it was many times more peaceful than the original residents.

If it weren't for the many years of experience in facing evil gods when he was young, his spiritual endurance would have been honed.

Yarrow reckoned that he would eventually become a lunatic because of the ups and downs in his emotions.

Anyone who plays with fire will be set on fire!

"Recently... when dealing with enemies, it is still necessary to avoid using magic strikes as much as possible."

The reason why Gu Di</span> avoids using it is not only because of the negative effect of the magic strike, but also because of Ian's letter.

That letter can be seen as a reminder, a signal.

A red flag that someone else has seen a weakness in Magic Fighting.

What would happen if Ian used the simplest spell of holy light to Yarrow, who had started magic strike, as Ian said?

Magic spell collapse?

wrong!

The essence of Magic Fighting Technique is to restrain the magic power of the abyss and let the magic power of the abyss flow according to its own needs. The process is similar to that of a nuclear power plant.

What happens if the operation of the nuclear power plant is disrupted?

Due to the numerous defensive measures in nuclear power plants, only nuclear leakage will occur under normal circumstances.

And after the magic attack is disturbed, there will be a possible occurrence—a nuclear explosion!

"Magic strike is like accumulating gunpowder on one's body. Just a little spark can turn oneself into a self-exploding bomb."

"It's not difficult to make such a simple spell into a simple enchanting device, right?"

"If someone throws this kind of thing to ordinary people, he will send it to himself when he is not paying attention..."

Thinking of the consequences, Yarrow shuddered even though his emotions were still aroused.

Why the emphasis on ordinary people?

Against the superhuman, it is impossible for Yarrow not to guard against other people's spells.

No matter how powerful the spell is, it is useless if it cannot hit people.

Feeling the howling wind on both sides, Yarrow secretly set a short-term goal in his heart.

——While improving your core strength, you must also seize the time to make flying armor.

The single-person destructive power of an official wizard is only equivalent to that of a mortar. Why can it have such a strong deterrent effect?

The key is to fly!

What is a mortar that can fly?

Be the soaring bomber!

In the previous life, the training cost of pilots alone was hundreds of millions. If this price was used to arm tanks, it would be enough to produce tens or hundreds of tanks!

But an excellent pilot flying a fighter plane may be able to kill an aircraft carrier, and no amount of tanks can do this amazingly.

That's mobility and strategy!

Only within the sword can there be peace, and only with peace can we develop ourselves with peace of mind.

In order to hide the replacement, Magic Fighter must have the ability to replace it as soon as possible.

"When the time is almost up, you can also go to Ian to see what solution he thinks of."

"If the effect is really good, it's not that I can't copy my homework."

"After all... the magic strike technique can be used as long as you wear any armor, and the cost required is much cheaper than specially making flying armor."

The time was spent while Yarrow was resisting violent emotions, maintaining rational thinking, and thinking wildly.

The forest below gradually thinned out, gradually entering the area of ​​human activities.

……

"Pooh!"

A blood-stained tooth was spat out by Benson. He wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, threw the weak girl in his hands, and said coldly, "Tie her up."

Among the broken tree branches, heavy armored soldiers with broken arms and limbs kept wailing.

Looking at the girl who was left on the open ground, the soldiers on the periphery trembled, but they didn't dare to get close at all.

"Her hand has been broken by me, don't you even have the courage to do so!"