Werewolf wizard

Before Bloom could react, just as he was about to dodge and speak to Su Nan, suddenly, an invisible blade like the wind sliced through his armor, neck, and head.

The werewolf veteran Bloom's head flew into the air.

The wolf pack roared in anger.

Bloom's eyes widened as he saw his own back; his head, now separated from his body, traced a line in the air as it fell towards the grass.

In the very first instant that the cultist used his spell-like ability, his head had been cut off.

At this moment, the Bulgar cultist looked at the surrounding werewolf messengers and the super werewolf messenger Wolf Two, raising the Bulgar wood-handled battle axe in his hand, which was swirling with countless tiny wind blades, preparing to attack Wolf Two in the same way, "Starting with killing all of you… that wizard lord's magical servants."

"Speaking of which, I must also thank that wizard lord, for if it weren't for him, the Blind Sister wouldn't have given me such powerful bloodline power, allowing me to become a One-Star Bloodline Sorcerer."

"Tonight, I will break through this wizard lord's territory."

"Hail the Supreme Order!"

He raised the Bulgar battle axe above his head, about to swing it down at Wolf Two, when suddenly the pupils of his half-blind eyes shrank sharply, and he turned his head to look aside.

At this moment, the super werewolf warrior, whose head had clearly been chopped off by him and should have been completely dead, was still standing upright, even bending down to pick up his head from the ground and reattach it to his neck.

The bloodline on Bloom's neck healed rapidly, as if he had never been injured.

The Bulgar cultist took half a step back in disbelief.

Su Nan, manipulating Bloom's body, said, "I see, the spells you use originate from the power of your bloodline, which means you can only use a fixed number of spells."

"Moreover, you yourself don't understand the principles behind these spells."

"I can compare you to a kind of turret; you've been loaded with a shell by some mysterious power, so you can choose who to fire that shell at."

"Perhaps every day, you can be reloaded with a certain specific shell by a mysterious power. Or maybe the time interval is longer."

"In terms of mental strength, what you call a One-Star Bloodline Sorcerer should be equivalent to a Third-Class Wizard Apprentice."

"The price is that with each use of this ability, you will get closer to blindness."

"Because it was the first time seeing this type of attack, even with my reminder, Bloom still didn't react in time. Your axe should be able to manipulate some kind of wind."

The Bulgar cultist swallowed, turning to look at the super werewolf warrior Bloom, his pupils shrinking sharply.

So, even chopping off these werewolves' heads is not enough to kill them?

Can these still be considered life forms of the material plane?

The Bulgar cultist said solemnly, "You… you haven't died yet? Wait, you don't seem to be the same werewolf as before…"

Su Nan did not answer.

If it had been an ordinary werewolf just now, Bloom would have been dead.

Because the ordinary werewolf's immortality is not enough to keep them alive after their heads have been chopped off.

But super werewolves have fourfold immortality.

Even if their heads are chopped off, as long as they are reattached within about ten minutes, they can recover quickly.

Su Nan had observed the Bulgar cultist's attack and found that when he swung his axe, he would launch some kind of invisible slash forward.

Through the intelligent brain's detection, this should be some kind of wind; the opponent's bloodline spell ability is to grant him control over this wind.

Moreover, this should not be an ordinary wind.

Firstly, the wind blade formed by this wind has a very strong cutting ability; even plate armor can be cut open instantly.

Secondly, a layer of frost appears wherever this wind passes.

This should be a kind of wind from that energy world, possessing special properties that the wind of the material plane does not have.

Su Nan said, "But in that case, you are essentially just a turret frame; you don't even understand the power you're using, simply using a tool. What's outstanding is not you, but the bloodline within you."

The Bulgar cultist became angry out of humiliation. "Who cares about the principles? I just need to be able to use it. What good does knowing the principles do me? I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time."

"Wind of Apathy."

He once again swung the battle axe in his hand, chopping towards Bloom's body.

But this time, Su Nan predicted his movements in advance, and when he raised his hand, he jumped away from the spot, so the cultist's attack missed.

Only a patch of grass was cut open.

The Bulgar cultist was somewhat stunned, because he didn't expect Bloom to be able to dodge the wind scythe; he clearly couldn't dodge it before.

Su Nan said to him, "How can knowing the principles be useless?"

"If you can decipher the principles, you can think of a way to prevent your eyesight from being sealed when you use [Wind of Apathy]."

"Your bloodline ability clearly has obvious flaws, but you seem to be only concerned with using it, without even thinking about removing the flaws."

"Only by knowing what it is and, more importantly, why it is, can you explore the ultimate mysteries of magic."

While speaking, Su Nan was releasing mana fluctuations into the air, with a frequency of once every thirty seconds, using this method to test the Bulgar cultist's body.

Because Su Nan had noticed something.

The cultist's normal mental strength was only 2.5, not too high, but after he chose to release his bloodline, his mental strength suddenly increased to 7, equivalent to a veteran Third-Class Wizard Apprentice.

Mental strength is the most important fundamental ability of a wizard.

If he could decipher the mysteries within this and apply it to himself, it would definitely be of great benefit to him.

Moreover, the so-called [Wind of Apathy] bloodline spell on him is also worth studying.

This guy's basic mental strength is not high, and his basic stats are not high either; the reason he has such destructive power is entirely because the combat power bonus coefficient brought by that [Wind of Apathy] is simply too high.

Su Nan suddenly thought, 'It seems that every time I encounter the existence of this energy world, it brings me some new benefits.'

'Looking at it this way, this energy world isn't so annoying after all.'

Su Nan continuously dodged the Bulgar cultist's attacks several times; the opponent was definitely unable to hit him, because he was now controlling Bloom's body.

Accurately speaking, he was cooperating with Bloom to jointly control Bloom's super werewolf body.

He was responsible for controlling Bloom's legs, focusing on dodging the opponent's attacks, while Bloom himself was controlling his hands.

This distributed mode of control is a special ability that Su Nan only possessed after sublimating the werewolf leader into a super werewolf leader for the second time.

Bloom thanked Su Nan amidst his busy actions, "Lord Su Nan, thank you. If it weren't for you remotely manipulating my body in time and helping me reattach my head, I would already be dead now."

Su Nan said, "It's a small matter. Bloom, now it's your turn to control your legs, and I'll control your hands."

The super werewolf leader is a potion specially created by the intelligent brain to control the wolf pack; after the second sublimation, it can do more than just more precise distributed control, it can also do more things.

For example, temporarily transferring his Hand of Sacrifice to Bloom's body through a mana connection.

For example, gathering the magic power of the surrounding twenty-odd werewolves onto one werewolf in a short period of time to maximize combat power.

The wolf pack has always been a unified whole.

Werewolves never fight alone.

The Bulgar cultist discovered that all of his attacks had missed, and he became even more frantic, wielding the battle axe in both hands and continuously swinging it in mid-air. "Damn it."

"Can't hit, can't hit, can never hit, damn it, why can't I suddenly hit! Ahhh!"