Legendary Mage

Morin saw that the road ahead was already full of enemies. Not only did he not feel pain, but he was also very happy. Because, after he entered the third layer of the tower of the Nexus, he had never encountered enemies and had not engaged in real battles.

Now, there is finally a head-to-head battle, which on the surface seems to be a crisis, but Morin understands in his heart that this secret enemy is already intolerable.

Otherwise, how can you block yourself by using the other party's means in this most direct way? This situation can only explain one problem: that is, this is already the opponent's last line of defense.

"As long as I break through here, I will see the mysterious guy behind that!" Morin said, and then closed his internal pupils, and his normal vision immediately appeared, so that he would benefit his battle.

Moreover, at this time, the other party's magic is no longer working, and it is not necessary to turn on the inner pupil again, or wait until the critical moment to turn it on.

Moline walked towards those enemies, and those guys rushed to Moline.

These monsters, in addition to the previously mentioned tree people and mountain giants, there are some snowball-like things that jump one by one, and these things are even rushing ahead.

The first thing Morin encountered was these snowball-like monsters. I saw that when they were still twenty or thirty yards from Mo Lin, they all jumped in the air, and then quickly rotated, turned into a cone, and immediately shot at Mo Lin.

"Whoosh, swish, swish"

The snow-white cone swayed the wind and hit Morin like a dense cold star. Morin only protected his eyes slightly, and he didn't pay much attention to the attacks of these little monsters.

A moment later, those cones shot at Morin. Under the protection of the ice armor, Morin just felt that he was hit by the storm. His body flashed back slightly, then he stood still again.

And those cones, who hit Morin, hit themselves with crushed bones. Mo Lin looked back and saw that the ground was smashed with piles of snow foam, which really seemed to be a scene of snow fights between children.

However, now Morin is skeptical of all the scenes here, and he can't guarantee that these broken guys must be snow balls.

After this first wave of attack, Moline rushed forward. Those cones that crossed Moline did not give up, but turned their heads and continued to shoot Moline.

For these guys who like to commit suicide, Morin doesn't care about them. The next thing he has to face is all three or five people hugging each other, and they are seven or eight meters tall.

Mo Lin had seen it with an internal pupil before, so he knew that these tree men were actually transformed into the blue dragon guards by "transformation".

Although it was transformed, Morin knew that the "transformation technique" of the person behind was very powerful. Since he transformed these blue dragons into a tree person, these guys were no different from the tree person.

Sure enough, these deformed treemen would also use the treemen's attack.

Just as Moline was about fifty yards away from them, the treemen launched a double attack up and down.

The upper layer of attacks is the sharp branches they stretched out, like several spears that can be extended indefinitely, impacting Mo Lin.

Below, Mo Lin saw a large number of roots rushing on the stone ground, coming to Mo Lin's lower limb.

Such a double attack made Morin unable to escape.

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It first attacked Morin's, but instead the roots that traveled on the ground. They advanced to Moline's feet, and extended toward Moline like a rope. Not only entangled Morin's legs, but like a vine, climbing towards his whole body.

These roots were dragging Moline underground, while tightly binding Moline's body.

In this way, Morin would not be able to move. This is also the basic attack of creatures like the Shuren, called "root-beard winding".

In a team, with such a spell restricting the movement of the enemy, then this person will face a ruthless long-range strike.

And now, Morin has ushered in a long-range strike from the Shuren. The spears that those branches turned into, followed by the "roots of tangles", all shot Morin's body.

However, these attacks were like tickling to Morin, but he couldn't help it.

This is the gap between strengths. These tree people are small characters no matter what they say, and their attacks may also play a role at a level similar to that of a senior magician.

However, for Moline, it was simply-oh, no, Moline is also a senior magician, except that he, a senior magician, is not an ordinary senior magician.

The tree's up and down attack almost submerged Morin. Mo Lin was like being in a dense forest, and he could not see him at all.

However, in the gap between the branches, an ominous fire burst out. The tree man also made a painful "click" sound at the same time, and then heard an explosion, and Molin immediately burst a large ball of fire.

Broken branches and roots splashed with fire. The branches and root stumps of the treeman were flamed, and they quickly retreated with a flinch.

The fireball dispersed, and a fire figure stood there. This was Moline, who had flames all over his body.

Flames, especially those like Morin, are the nemesis of those trees. Now, these tree people see Mo Lin, just like ghosts living in the dark see the noonday sun.

However, regardless of the enemy's flinch, Morin quickly waved his hands in succession, and the fireballs attacked the distant treemen like falling stars.

The explosion of "Boom", the flames flying around, the wailing of the tree people staged a sense of sight of a forest fire.

Under Moline's flames, those tree people could not hear for a long time, and they became the most what they should be-firewood.

And they were also sublimated in the flame. The spirits of the blue dragon appeared in the flame one after another. They did not hate Moline because of their death, but all bowed deeply to Moline and then flew upward.

Mo Lin was able to understand this scene. It is not always good to live. These blue dragons are transformed into other things by external forces, not the self; and they are still muddled.

For them to be alive, it is meaningless and fun for them. Their deformed bodies became their shackles, and now, Moline finally gave them freedom.

Come back and think about it, every one of us who lives in reality is not a monster that has been transformed, and which one will still retain the true self in the past?

And who dares to be that real self? Because, the price of becoming the true self is that, like these blue dragons, it almost takes a life.

Mo Lin looked at the souls of those blue dragons, but what he thought was: Poor people, there must be hateful things. And next, he will face the forest giant.