It seems like they overlooked something! Riska scratched his scalp, but...what did he overlook? He couldn't remember it for the moment, so forget it, let's start meditating. Replenishing his depleted magic power is the most important thing.
Riska sat on the ground leaning against the roots of a tree. He used to sit on a very comfortable chair when meditating. On the way to escape, he learned to use any posture to enter the meditative state. If you don't learn, it won't work, otherwise you won't be able to do it. I won’t have the magic power to rush in two days! In fact, being "forced into helplessness" is also a driving force for the progress of intelligent life, just like Riska is now.
After a while, Riska, who had already entered meditation, was suddenly awakened by an inner fright. He opened his eyes and suddenly saw a tall shadow appearing on his left, and vaguely heard a suppressed voice. Gasps.
Oh my god...it's a wyvern! Riska was about to be stunned. He suddenly remembered what An Fei said before leaving. He must ensure his magic power at all times. When the magic power is more than half depleted, he should not continue to use the Eye of the Sky magic and replenish it through meditation before starting again. Unleash the magic.
But during the long wait, both he and Susanna forgot An Fei's words. They became more and more anxious, and the time to release the Eye of the Sky became longer and longer. In the last two times, Riska ran out of magic power. , and had to stop the operation of Eye of the Sky.
Now Riska finally understands that he should never ignore An Fei's instructions! If he could always maintain a certain level of magic power, he would have used the floating technique to rush back at this moment, instead of sitting here to replenish his magic power, and he would not be facing a serious crisis!
Although the wyvern is a high-level monster like the unicorn and the manticore, its movement speed is not as fast as that of the manticore, let alone the unicorn that comes and goes like the wind. However, the wyvern also has a well-known Nickname: Forest Lurker!
The body of the flying dragon is a bit bulky. Whether it is flying in the air or fighting on the ground, it is not as good as other high-level monsters and is not conducive to their hunting. However, the flying dragon has a long and extremely flexible body. Neck, and teeth that can release concentrated acid. If concentrated acid is injected into a person's body, the person will turn into a pool of blood within a few minutes. Even if it touches the acid mist released by the Ssangyong Feilong, it will also cause death. The human body causes permanent trauma. The way a wyvern hunts is to hide its scent and wait for the prey to pass by or quietly approach the prey. When the opportunity comes, it uses its extremely flexible neck to quickly capture the prey.
Although the flying dragon is the least threatening compared to other high-level monsters, its preference to live in groups means that the flying dragon's status among the high-level monsters is that they need to rely on "the strength of the beasts" to protect themselves, but the high-level monsters after all It is a high-level monster. If Riska still has enough magic power, there is some possibility of escaping, but now his chances of survival are slim.
The World of Warcraft Forest contains dangers at every step. Being safe just now does not mean it will be safe now, and being safe now does not mean it will be safe in the future. A magician without magic power is equivalent to a useless person! Riska realized how stupid her actions were. They both knew that wyverns were high-level monsters that liked to live in groups. When they saw the first one, they were likely to see the second one. However, neither of them thought carefully. Ruiska Scar really wanted to scold himself, but no matter how hard he scolded, it would be of no use. He could only face it!
Riska quietly released the magic signal, Susanna...come and save me! Riska prayed while nervously looking at the shadow of the wyvern.
The manticore slowly approached the wyvern that broke into its territory, and kept making low roars from its mouth to intimidate its opponents. It is true that high-level Warcraft are intelligent, but Warcraft cannot escape the category of "beast" after all. Firstly, they will not take the initiative to find other high-level Warcraft duels in order to improve their technical and tactical levels. Secondly, they do not unify Warcraft. The dream of the forest, feeding all day long and reproducing offspring is their only wish, so this manticore obviously wants to scare away its opponents without using force.
The wyvern made an unpleasant hissing sound as it backed down, but it never had any intention of escaping.
The manticore was angry, its red shiny tail stood upright, and its tail needle shone coldly in the sunlight.
Further away! Further away! Susanna was also praying. There was still some danger at this distance. If the manticore could reach the position of the wyvern, there would be no danger for her to take action. Not only could she easily kill the little manticore, but she could also escape calmly.
The big manticore was intimidating the wyvern, and the wyvern was also nervously observing the manticore. The little manticore poked its head out of the grass, curiously looking at its mother and the three monsters. No lurking guests were found.
At this moment, magic fluctuations came from the distance. Susanna's heart tightened suddenly. Riska was in danger! She didn't have time to think too much. She summoned up all her fighting energy immediately and shot out from behind the tree like lightning. She held the sword in both hands above her head and aimed at the little manticore and struck it hard.
At the same time, the Manticore let out a roar, turned around and rushed towards Susanna, its blood-red figure turning into a red trajectory in the air, just like a super-large fireball.
A ray of sword light formed in the air, and it swept straight towards the little manticore. The little manticore turned its head and stretched out its small claws, as if to resist the sword light. Unfortunately, it was too young, and its body The magic crystal has not even been formed, and the power of the body is not much stronger than that of a puppy, and it cannot stop the sword light released by a high-level swordsman.
The sword light swept past, and the little manticore was split in half in the white light. Susanna's figure suddenly accelerated, barely avoiding the big manticore's slap, and the strong wind swayed behind Susanna. , even with fighting spirit to protect her body, the clothes on Susanna's back were torn open by the strong wind, revealing her fair and jade-like skin. It can be seen how ferocious the manticore's attack was, and then Susanna did not dare to turn her head back and faced Riska's position rushed.
The manticore missed Susanna and jumped to the ground, making a loud noise. Pieces of grass roots and soil flew in all directions, drowning the shadow of the manticore. When the manticore jumped up from the ground again , a large hole half a foot deep has been left on the ground.
The giant manticore glanced at its child, raised its head and roared wildly. Its upper and lower lips were completely opened, revealing two rows of sharp teeth. The hairs on its lips were trembling violently. The surrounding trees As if being swept by an invisible hurricane, they all dwarfed for a moment, and then the fallen leaves in the sky began to fly, and the blood-red pupils of the manticore had firmly locked on Susanna's back, and then with a look that was different from its size. He jumped up at a matching speed and chased directly towards Susanna.
The provocative flying dragon had already flapped its wings and hid aside. This was a manifestation of the wisdom of the high-level Warcraft. No matter what its purpose was, it never wanted to fight a crazy manticore!
"Come here! Come here! See how I kill you!" Riska roared, holding a magic scroll in each hand and waving it desperately. The magic scroll in his left hand was Mirror Image, and the magic scroll in his right hand was Hell. Fire, the former is a prop to cooperate with Susanna in combat, and the latter is a life-saving scroll equipped by his team. Unfortunately, he can no longer release any scroll with his magic power. He just hopes to use the magic fluctuations from the scroll to scare the flying dragon, Delay time.
Who says knowledge is useless? Riska temporarily saved his life by relying on the common sense he read in a book at some point. The flying dragon is a relatively low-level high-level magical beast. It is also very timid and will not easily provoke powerful beings. The bipedal flying dragon seemed hesitant under the threat of the magic scroll and never launched an attack. In fact, it only needed to stretch out its neck and bite Riska to death with little magic power left.
"Come here, you ugly guy!" Riska's screams became hoarse and hoarse, but his momentum became stronger and stronger. He was a typical gold and jade on the outside but wasted on the inside. If he was allowed to jump up for a moment, he wouldn't need his feet. If Feilong opens his mouth, he will tire himself out.
At this moment, a very threatening roar came from the distance. Riska was only focused on the crisis in front of her and didn't care at all. The two-legged flying dragon was afraid. It took two steps back and stretched out its wings. Flying into the air.
The unexpected action revealed Riska's true identity. Amidst the wind blown by the wings of flesh, Riska could not stand steadily and sat down on the ground. However, his hands were still holding the magic scroll tightly and said nothing. let go.
The two-legged flying dragon immediately realized that it had been played with, became vicious, and slowly fell towards Riska.
"Get out of here!" Susanna's clear and sharp voice came from the distance, and then a white light shot out from the woods. All the branches, leaves and even tree trunks that blocked the way were turned into powder in the strong fighting spirit. .
Seeing Susanna's fierce approach, the bipedal flying dragon couldn't help but flap its flesh wings several times, and flew into the air again. Now it could clearly see the manticore behind Susanna, which was faintly radiating red light. The foot flying dragon wisely flew to the side, making way for the escapees and pursuers.
Susanna caught up to her, but without saying anything and having no time to speak, she picked up Riska and continued to fly forward.
Although Susanna's movements were not rough, for Riska, the contrast from standing still to running at high speed was unbearable. Riska felt as if she had been hit head-on by a running three-eyed magic cow. All of a sudden, stars were shooting out of his head, and there was an excruciating pain in his chest. He vomited several mouthfuls of blood as soon as he opened his mouth.