The pale red soft whip has been torn off by the heavily armored swordsman, and now the weapon in his hand is Lucas' triangular sword, and there is a bladed gun on his back. Www!QuAnBen-XIaoShuo!comXika carried Sarah on her back, with the huge stick on her back. Sarah was a little uncomfortable, but there was nothing that could be done about it. In this team, only Shika was the healthiest now.
Saleen himself was injured, so it was unrealistic for the magician to carry the swordsman on his back.
The fog of confusion floated in the cave, hiding the four people. The cave soon reached the end. What Cang Hong was worried about did not happen. The first fleeing team may have left the cave and entered the scope of the Chaotic Swamp. The last team of the Vulture Mercenary Group was not in the cave either. The sky was bright and the light mist overflowed the cave, but now it became extremely conspicuous.
Salin could only disperse the fog of confusion and follow cautiously. All the way south, there were no traces of fighting, and there were mangroves ahead. It was already late autumn, and the amount of water in the mangroves had decreased. Most of the seasonal rivers dried up, exposing the wet and muddy ground.
There are also puddles, and fish struggling to breathe are flopping in the shallow water. The huge black cat was waiting patiently beside me, and short-tailed eagles were circling in the sky, making the forest look full of life.
Salin had a strange feeling. After he dispersed the fog of confusion, the range of his perception did not shrink, but instead expanded. Everything within a hundred meters seemed to be as clear as the eyes. A caterpillar emerged from the bark of a tree, spitting out crystal clear mucus. Under the leaves, leaf-cutter ants were busy chewing the leaves with their jaws, leaving behind the fibrous veins of the leaves.
Salin even discovered a turtle under the ground. This low-level monster was good at hiding and its breathing was so slow that it could not be detected. However, Salin felt the heartbeat of the turtle. He could even feel the turtle's four hearts. beating frequency.
The perception range of a first-level magician is only about ten meters, and it will not be so clear. If Salin is not in the fog of confusion, the perception range is just over 20 meters. Salin thought for a moment and took off the green ring. His perception suddenly dropped, as if everything had returned to chaos.
After putting on the ring, his senses returned, and Salin raised the corners of his mouth. This was an unexpected surprise. Perceived distance and clarity determine the magic's casting distance and effect.
For example, in theory, level one magic can hit a target 20 meters away, but to achieve a precise strike so that the enemy cannot avoid it, the magic must be controlled within the range of perception. For an average first-level magician, the perception range is only 10 meters. Beyond this distance, perception begins to blur and requires correction with both eyes.
The distance of 10 meters happens to be the distance where the swordsman's explosive power is strongest. If the magician cannot expand the range of perception, he will not have much advantage against the swordsman. Magic that relies on eyesight correction cannot have a tracking effect, and a nimble swordsman can easily evade it.
Now that Salin's perception has expanded to a range of 100 meters, he no longer has to worry about insufficient perception before becoming a great magician.
Cang Hong suddenly stopped, and Salin stopped moving forward.
There was a sound of fighting ahead, and you could tell it with your ears. There was the sound of metal hitting, heavy breathing, and painful moans. Salin stood naturally behind a tree, and the shoes on his feet were stained dark brown by the mud. He didn't care, and Sika gently put Sarah down and let her lean against a tree.
What bad luck!
Salin was very depressed because the fleeing team had the same idea as him and plunged into the dangerous mangrove forest. Neither the escaping team nor the tracking team had any magicians or Caucasian warriors. If they encountered a terrifying demon or a soul-sucking demon, their chances of survival would be slim.
If he had known this, Salin would have taken a detour.
"Who is that! Back off!" A shout came from the front, and at the same time, an arrow shot through the air and headed straight for Salin. Salin hid behind the tree, feeling wary. He had no time to support the water pattern shield and suddenly bent over, almost lying on the ground. The feathered arrow penetrated the tree trunk without any suspense and flew over Salin's head.
The trajectory of this arrow was from top to bottom, making it extremely difficult to dodge. If Salin had made a smaller movement, he might have been pierced through the head.
Sarin immediately spotted the archer, and the joy of just improving his perception disappeared. After all, his level was too low, and he didn't even notice this guy hiding 50 meters away.
Salin's face was cold. At a distance of 50 meters, his magic could not be accurately positioned and he was unable to fight back. If he was a great magician, the magic attack distance would be at least 200 meters. Now he could only watch the archers continue to bend their bows, nock arrows, and aim at the top of the tree.
The archer aimed his weapon at Salin and others, and shouted loudly: "Red line work, get out."
"What's the red line?" No matter how much Salin reads, he can't possibly know what's popular right now. The red lips trembled and she reluctantly said: "It's the Red Line Thieves Group."
"Strange, I seem to have an impression, Sikka, do you remember this?"
"Captain, the eighth thieves group on the bounty list. Killing one of them is worth 100 gold coins. The bandit leader has a red line, and his head is worth 20,000 gold coins. You mentioned it before."
20000? Isn't that taller than me? Salin remembered that he was personally wanted by Count Sufonso, and that his number was far inferior to that of the bandit leader, and he vaguely felt that the Red Line Thieves Group could not be offended.
Saleen slowly released four water-patterned shields, letting the bubbles surrounding the magic shield float around his body. Then he turned around and pulled out the feather arrow that had been shot into the ground behind him. He raised his head, looked at the archer on the tree, made a provocative expression, then held both ends of the arrow with both hands, and pushed it hard.
With a click, the arrow was broken. Salin threw the broken arrow on the ground and smiled at the archer.
"Master Merlin!" Cang Hong was anxious. Although the other party was very arrogant, he was just driving away his team and had no real intention to take action. He couldn't afford to offend the Red Line Thieves Group, and even the entire Blue Falcon Mercenary Group might not be able to offend them.
Salin sneered and said: "His first arrow was intended to kill me. If I was shot to death, do you think he would let you go? I will go and avenge the arrow. If you are afraid, just Just wait here."
Saleen said, activating the power spell on his magic robe and rushing towards the archer.
Giant Power is a first-level magic. It is a hybrid magic. It can increase the user's strength and enhance the ability to resist strikes. It is an earth magic. Salin relies on the magic core he needs to bring to activate.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" The archer's face also became ferocious. His eyesight was sharp and he could see clearly. The mark on Salin's magic robe was obvious. He was just a first-level magician.
As long as they keep their distance, archers pose a greater threat to first-level magicians than assassins.
Salin's steps were a bit clumsy. Without the wind speed technique, his moving speed was only slightly faster than ordinary people. The archer immediately opened his bow to half full and shot an arrow.
puff!
A bubble shattered and the water pattern shield disappeared. The archer quickly nocked the second arrow, and the two arrows were almost in line, bursting the second bubble again.
Let me see how many magic strings you still have!
When the archer took action for the third time, he already had three arrows between his fingers. Saleen's face was calm, and bubbles the size of water basins appeared in front of him, resisting the archer's continuous arrows.
40 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters…
Every 10 meters forward, the archer shot at least 9 arrows. After one of Salin's qi was shot, a new one was immediately replenished. The archer's expression became solemn. Could this magician be the great magician pretending to be
Impossible, the magic shield of the great magician cannot be broken by itself! While he was thinking, the situation was already going against him. Salin approached to a distance of 20 meters. He was still in the tree and wanted to leave, but he couldn't because this was the shortest distance that magic could reach. Even if Salin was a genuine first-level magician, he could still start to deal with it. He poses a threat to life.
The closer he got to the archer, the calmer Salin's mood became. He even had time to think about what happened when he was a child. At that time, he would humble himself to please a philistine vendor for half a piece of cake. When people beat him, he just endures it silently, never knowing what resistance is.
It wasn't until one day when he was imprisoned for a gold coin and Jason came to rescue him that Salin suddenly felt that his original life was hell.
Don't want to live the same life as before. Salin smiled, held a spell in both hands, and recited a magic spell with a distinctive rhythm in his mouth. The archer touched the quiver, and when his hand was empty, he found that his arrows had been shot cleanly. After he shot the last arrow, the magician's shield stopped increasing, as if he knew he had no weapons.
The archer was unwilling to sit still and wait for death. He put down his horn bow, drew his dagger from his waist, and rushed towards the tree. He didn't believe that a magician had any physical fighting ability. As long as you can get within 10 meters...
puff!
With an unusually dull sound, an ice pick thicker than an arm hit the archer's head. The big head shattered instantly.
Cang Hong was stunned. This attack was beyond his knowledge of magic. The mercenaries of the fourth-level mercenary group knew nothing about magic. Salin was using first-level magic, and Cang Hong could tell. It's just that the power of this level of magic is too great, and the huge ice pick is so fast that the pale red naked eye can't see it clearly.
This means that as long as Saleen's magic is locked, professionals below level four will have no way to escape.
After this blow, Salin's condition has been adjusted to its peak. Second-level spell casting, second-level spell casting, and instant magic, these three advanced skills were perfectly integrated by him, allowing first-level magic to exert the effects that only third-level magic can have.
Looking at the archer whose head was destroyed and fell in front of him, Saleen said with some regret - "What a pity!"