The Magician of Rebirth

In the wilderness, it was not only Salaman's pursuers who were troublesome, but also all kinds of wild animals. At night, in the wilderness, the sound of howling wolves could be faintly heard, which made Flender very disturbed.

When I was wandering with Sasha when I was young, I had suffered a lot from Salaman's wolves.At that time, Sasha had just stepped into the threshold of an intermediate swordsman, and he had no powerful magic power, and magic was not effective at all times.Both of them were full of ambitions at the time, full of young people's dreams, and hoped that through travel and wandering, they could become the heroes of the bards.Especially Flender, who has just realized that he is a magician, and a brand new world that he can't even imagine is presented in front of him. era.But this enthusiasm suffered a blow from the wolves at the beginning of the trip.Surrounded by hordes of wild wolves, the two of them could do nothing. If the knights from Sirey's family hadn't patrolled here, the two of them might have died in the belly of wolves.

If Gaston's light cavalry battalion is fully equipped with armored horses and long swords, of course there is no need to worry about this level of beasts, but in this situation, if they are really surrounded by hungry wolves looking for food, The problem is big... I don't dare to release the forbidden spell rashly. The strong magic fluctuations are likely to arouse Paris' vigilance.

However, there is a good saying that comes when you are afraid. After nightfall, Flender was suddenly awakened by the breath of a rapidly approaching beast in the wind. At the same time, the exclamation of the sentinel knights Get up: "Get up, there are wolves!"

Flender hurriedly grabbed the cloak and put it on his body, only to see that the sleeping knights had lined up at an astonishing speed, and gathered around the bonfire back to back according to Sharamon's instructions.

In the icy night wind, the flame flickered on and off, as if it might go out at any moment.As a magician, Flender was protected in the middle of the team, and through the layers of backs in front of him, he saw countless pairs of green eyes shining with faint light surrounding them.

Sharamon pursed his lips tightly and made a gesture. The surrounding knights took out their personal daggers and laid them across their chests. Under the firelight, Sen Han's blade revealed a chilling chill.

Flender gathered his magic power silently, and the power of the wind surrounded the fire, and the flames shot up suddenly, startling the wolves that were in front of them to take a few steps back.

The previous heavy rain had soaked the surrounding trees. If the fire burned the wood dry, it would be a fatal blow to them in such a night.Creatures like wolves have never been impatient, and long-term confrontation is not beneficial to humans.

Xia Lamon took two steps forward, swung the short dagger in his hand like lightning, stabbed viciously at the wolf closest to him, a cold light flashed, and blood splashed everywhere.

The smell of blood stimulated the wolves, and many young and hungry wolves were already ready to move. The next moment, several gray shadows struck like thunder, and rushed towards the gathered knights. Can feel their hot breath.

The instantaneous wind wall surrounded the knights closest to him, and Flender turned his head to look in the direction of Charamon, wanting to apply magic protection to him.

The green-eyed general looked stern, breathed slowly, and leaned forward slightly. Every inch of his muscles was already tense, accumulating strength, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed. Temporary forbearance heralded a stormy attack in the future.

Sharamon's facial features were blurred in the night, but his blue eyes were cold and sharp, as if they could penetrate the darkness in front of him, just like the eyes of a wolf.

This is the Charamon that Wind Wolf knew. He is always decisive and calm, with persistent and sharp eyes. Even if he is in an unfavorable situation, he will always reverse the defeat with amazing judgment and courage in the end.

Flender raised the corners of his lips slightly, and chanted Fengbi's incantation in a low voice. Under the amplifying effect of the language, the control of the elements became more handy, and his perception was maximized. Come.

The greater the distance that the element deviates from the equilibrium position, the stronger the magical effect will be, but this does not mean that the effect of the spell is the best.A truly excellent mage does not just rely on powerful spells and strong magic power, because sometimes, if the situation is properly grasped, a middle-level magic may produce better effects than high-level magic .

Speed ​​and strength are the basic laws of all attacks.Since he didn't dare to use too powerful magic power, let these wolves feel the speed of the wind.

A long howl came from among the wolves, which seemed to be an official order to attack. The next moment, there was the sound of sharp claws scratching the wind wall. It was broken and piercing, and countless tiny air currents blew past Flender's ears. There was the sound of body collisions, the stench of blood mixed with the smell of beasts, and the sad hiss of wolves sounded.Although the wind wall just now was thin, it was enough to suspend their attack and win them an advantage in time.

Flender closed his eyes. The night could block sight, but not sound.For him, hearing is the gift of rebirth, and it is also the pity of Ilari.

In order not to attract attention, Totti took away more cavalry, and now with him, there are less than 20 people together, and he can barely pretend to be a refugee who was driven out of the manor by the noble lord because of the rebel incident; but the wolf The number of wolves is quite astonishing. If you want to disperse the wolves, dealing with the U-turn wolves first will be the only choice.

'Ah, little Fran, General Beauty has already done it, you just need to find a way to defend him and stabilize the rear. '

"That's it..." Flender folded his hands in front of his chest, and curled his fingers vigorously. In the direction of Charamon's travel, the elements of the wind vibrated slightly along the original trajectory, restraining the surrounding people. The sharp teeth and sharp claws simultaneously covered several vital places on Sharamon's body.

At this time, a muffled groan sounded from behind Flender. A young knight was pushed to the ground by several wolves. His dagger was thrown out of reach due to the impact just now, and a wolf's teeth had been deeply embedded into his shoulder blades, the other wolf appeared to be aiming for his throat.

Several older companions around him wanted to rush over to rescue them, but they were all entangled by several wolves at the same time, and it was difficult to escape. One of the bearded knights was fighting to get a deep wound on his left hand, and turned to him. He ran, but saw that rescue was not enough.

The sharp teeth that were shining with cold light were already close at hand, all the young knight's struggles were in vain under the pressure of several strong wolves, and his eyes showed despair.

At this moment, scarlet blood spurted out, and the wolf's head that was originally on his chest flew out suddenly, and the burning sensation of the flames rose around him, and in the scorching smell of burning fur, the other wolves were in pain. Hissed away from his body.

Flender took a few steps forward, filled the vacancy in the formation, and nodded slightly at the young knight who was still in shock.The spiral-shaped instant wind blades were compressed by him into the shape of silk threads, criss-crossing into a deadly net, and the moment the wolves jumped up, they slashed across their fragile and undefended abdomens.All attacks must hide fatal weaknesses, and what he has to do is to seize this fleeting opportunity and use absolute speed to defeat everything.

Flender controlled the direction of the wind, and put his right hand into the small bag at his waist. The powder of flammable wormwood was mixed with the high-speed wind blade and swung out again. The heat generated by the friction ignited the flames, bringing up high-temperature airflow and deterring power. Completely, it won a respite for the surrounding knights.

'Little Fran, hurry up, something is wrong with General Beauty! '

Flender turned around hastily when he heard the words, only to see that Charamon had already rushed in front of the wolf and had a close encounter with him.He clenched his fist with his left hand and struck out quickly, overturning a wolf that was trying to pounce on him. The short dagger in his right hand stabbed fiercely, aiming at the throat of the leading wolf, but was swiftly avoided by the tall wolf with black fur. Instead, he opened his mouth to bite his sword-holding hand; Charamon turned his dagger, avoiding Sen Han's teeth, slicing across the back of a wolf on the right, and then quickly turned sideways to avoid the attack of the two wolves behind him.

Sharamon's left elbow was soaked in blood, and his clothes were torn in several places, splashed with spots of blood, and he didn't know how many of them belonged to him.In the short time just now, the wind wall on his body has been severely worn, and it can hardly provide effective protection.

Flender was shocked, not caring about leaving traces of magic, and chanted Fengbi's spell aloud. At the same time, the Gale Curse was cast instantly, bringing out a large amount of wormwood powder, and swung it in the direction of Sharamon. .

The thick wind element densely surrounded his body, Sharamon keenly sensed the support from Flender, completely gave up the defense of his body, grabbed the wolf's neck with his left hand, and stabbed the wolf again with the short dagger. Down.

The alpha wolf struggled violently, with its sharp teeth deeply embedded in Sharamon's wrist, bleeding profusely, but he didn't seem to feel anything. With five fingers, he still firmly controlled the alpha wolf's fragile neck. In the burning fire, Charamon's lips were tightly pursed, with a firm expression on his face.

With a flash of cold light, the wolf's body was separated.

Flender bit his lip, increased the output of magic power, and took a few steps forward. The remaining wormwood in the cloth bag was completely poured out. direction to throw.

The other knights also took advantage of this opportunity to push back the pack of wolves in front of them, followed Flender's footsteps, brandished torches or daggers, and moved towards their general to disperse the remaining pack of wolves.

In the scattered flames, the remaining wolves who had lost their leader whimpered and lingered beside them, hesitated for a while, and finally dispersed in twos and threes.Only corpses and bloodstains were left on the ground, and the conditions of the knights were not much better, and almost everyone was injured.

Flender gathered his strength silently, tried his best to restore the flow of elements, and tried to cover up the traces left by the previous spell.

The wound on Sharamon's left wrist was extremely glaring, the sharp teeth pierced the leather wristband, and blood seeped out from the row of small holes.Flender felt a little depressed, and didn't know what to do.

'Ah, little Fran, it's not your fault, it's General Beauty who brought his hand over. 'A certain elf thought brokenly,' don't have signs of the Virgin, it's terrible'.

'Well, I know. Flender frowned, turned his eyes away, and didn't look at Charamon's bandage.

The young knight from before was surrounded by a group of knights, and walked over eagerly, smiling at him a little bit embarrassedly and flatteringly: "Hey, your magic is really powerful, with wind and fire."

Flender raised the corners of his lips slightly, "I can only use wind magic, and fire is produced by friction between wormwood and wind."

"But anyway, it's very powerful. My name is Phil, a high-ranking swordsman, um, that, thank you for saving me." The young knight bent slightly, and solemnly performed the etiquette of a knight with a serious expression. A few older knights made a low sniggering sound.

Flender raised his eyebrows in surprise, then bent down, and returned the same solemn mage etiquette: "My name is Flender, a wind mage, and I probably have high-level strength. Don't worry about the previous things, I think, We are now considered temporary companions."

There was a moment of silence around, and then it became lively again, and the knights began to report their names.When everyone finished introducing themselves, Charamon stood up, walked straight through the crowd, walked up to Flender, and looked him in the eye.

Although the corners of his lips were still tight, his expression was serious, and his eyes were sharp, but the aggression that Wind Wolf was familiar with was removed from the blue eyes, and the entire resolute facial contour was softened.He stretched out his left hand, "Sharamon, great swordsman."

Flender was slightly startled, then showed a shallow smile, and covered his right hand, "Flender, a wind mage."