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The thin stream of blood flowed down his earlobe and into his neck, soaking his expensive and delicate red flannel pajamas.

A translucent shadow quickly flashed behind the corpse.

He rushed towards the nearest pond fishing.

Chi Diao dodged sensitively, spitting out the spell of the Light Binding Curse.

A small ball of light appeared from his hand, grew from small to large, and finally condensed into a thin net, flying towards the shadow.

The shadow blurred for a moment, and was firmly held underneath.

That's why it had to show its original shape.

Chi Diao saw the true face of that thing clearly.

It is like a mutated grass spirit in a fairy tale, with two long tentacles and four strange long legs, and the shape of its body twists and changes.

The little green thing wags its two antennae and makes a rat-like squeaking sound.

"It's the haunted undead! Undead!"

Someone next to him screamed.

"No, this is just a mutated Puying grass." Chi Diao said.

He added another binding spell, bending over the creature.

The tiny creature dodged his approach, its entire body stuck to the white net, screaming at the power of the light spell above it.

"We have never seen such a creature here. This is a demon from another continent. The darkness has invaded Naga!" The innkeeper's face was pale.

"That's right! It's all the devil's fault! That's how my son disappeared." A woman shouted.

Someone began to cry.

"And that poor Mike, he hasn't come back since he went to collect achnatherum in the west forest."

"Now that I think about it, something must have happened to him."

"Please help us!" The hotel owner looked at Chi Diao and made a big gift to the two of them.

"Please." Someone beside him echoed, "We really have no choice, sooner or later we will all die at the hands of these devils."

These people have obviously regarded them as the last straw.

"You don't have to do this." Chi Diao hurried forward to help them up.

"You are respected magisters, you will definitely find a way."

"Okay," the blue-robed mage replied softly beside Chi Diao.

"Then, leave it to us."

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"teacher."

In the hotel room, Chi Diao hesitated to speak.

"You want to ask me why I promised them, don't you?"

Cathorn closed his eyes and leaned comfortably against the edge of the bed.

The magic ball in his hand flickered and glowed.

The strange creature screamed with flashes and flashes.

It's like a remote control doll.

"Yes."

Chi Diao still didn't understand his teacher very well.He didn't know his identity, he didn't know his origin.

I don't know why he suddenly told himself that he wanted to be his teacher.

He didn't know anything about him except his name and his identity as a third-level light-type water-type dual-type magister.

As for why he agreed to such a thing, Chi Diao didn't understand.

The anomalies in this small town obviously came from another continent's invasion, and those missing people were most likely killed by those dark creatures.

Such a thing is still possible to solve one or two dark mutated creatures, but it will never be completely eliminated from the source.

"What is your current Magister level?" Kaensuo asked.

"First-rank four-star magister." Chi Diao replied honestly.

"Too weak." He shook his head.

"There's still something missing. Don't let your talent go in vain."

"..."

It has only been a few months since Chi Diao came into contact with magic power, and his magic power level has risen rapidly during the time he left Fengyu City.

It's just that he encountered a bottleneck in the past two days, and he still couldn't completely rise to the five-star level and become a quasi-second-level magister.

"Remember what I said when I brought you out?" The blue-robed mage waved his hand casually, and threw the ugly creature onto the table.

"You need to fight more, and only the level promotion obtained in the front line of blood and life and death is a real promotion."

His blue eyes were fixed on the pond fishing.

"So this is a good opportunity. I hope you need to enter the forest near the town to explore the source of darkness. If it is not necessary, I will never make a move."

The next morning, after asking the townspeople, Chi Diao took the staff and entered the nearby forest where accidents frequently occurred.

The staff was a kind offer of his loving teacher.

The magic power of a magister needs a suitable medium to trigger it. The magic medium that is really suitable for you is tailor-made for each magister by a manufacturer, in line with his hand habits, magic power type, and even his usual spells.

Those legendary powerful magic tools even have their own souls, and they will choose their own masters.

But Chi Diao still doesn't have its own magic weapon.

According to his teacher, it was because he hadn't really formed his own mana habits.

In general, it is too early.

But what makes Chi Diao strange is that Cathorn doesn't seem to have his own magic tool.

Whether it's the blue staff or the magic ball, he doesn't seem to be fussy about using it.

The forest here is different from the Misty Corridor. Without the layer of dark mist, the line of sight is wider.

A long-tailed squirrel hopped in the treetops.

After crossing a thin stream, the pond fishing stopped in front of a small hill.

He studied the map in front of him.

This map is very strange, there are no mountains or rivers on it, just some shades of black.

Like a drop of ink dripping on it.

His location is in the center of the map.

According to Cathorne, Chi Diao walked in the direction of getting darker and thicker.

In the beginning, some unspoiled wildlife passed him by.

But as he went deeper, those creatures became less and less.

In the end, he was the only one walking in this quiet forest.

A gust of wind came from above, and Chi Diao raised his head sharply.

A large black bird hovered above him.

That might be an eagle, or some other creature, at least the pond fishing couldn't see its original species at all.

The wings are more than 5 meters long when fully expanded.A pair of black and gold claws shone with sparkling light.

Chi Diao bent down and hid behind a tree, and cast two first-order light spells, the binding spell, in succession.

Blackbird ducked away.

It's so fast, normal spells are dodged before they can hit it.

The enraged blackbird rushed towards the pond from the other side.

Pond fishing circled the tree and the few surrounding bushes and it.

But his spells never hit it.

His arm was scratched by the sharp claws of the black bird, and it was immediately dripping with blood.

That does not work.

Chi Diao covered his wound and thought carefully.

He casts a non-offensive spell, Flash.

Blackbird was obviously affected by the sudden light.

Its movement stopped.

Chi Diao took the opportunity to use a slowing spell.

This time the blackbird was successfully hit.

The big bird slowed down by the slowing spell can no longer dodge the attack of the pond fish.After being hit many times, he finally lost his fighting spirit and flapped his wings to leave.

But how can pond fishing let it go.

The last arrow of light was sent out, killing the dark creature.

Not caring about its corpse, Chi Diao quickly left while using a low-level healing technique on himself.

He must stop the bleeding in time, because the smell of blood will attract more of their kind.

After the battle just now, the magic power in Chi Diao's body has been used up by him.

During his battle, the blue-robed mage was wearing a concealment spell that could hide his aura, and he was leisurely leaning halfway on a nearby tree trunk, grabbing a sage leaf.

She didn't look worried at all.

When he left, the leaves of the sage plant had been pulled out.

After that, he was attacked one after another, but fortunately, they were all out of danger.

The darkness on that map started to spread from a small point, and the center was a tiny, thick black.

He goes on.

In the end, there is no magic power to heal the wounds on the body.

The whole body is screaming for pain, and the muscles that have been torn many times and then healed again can't see the wound above, but there is still a feeling of pain.

On the map, he has reached the place with the thickest black.

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