Chapter 107 Mark of Failure
"Idiot! A kitten scared the living daylights out of you. What else will you do besides running for your life?" Medellin was so angry that his goatee trembled, and his curse words were as vicious as he wanted: "Look Look at what you idiot have done, a slowness spell and a swiftness spell. Is this the strength of your ninth-level magician? I can find any apprentice who can do it better than you. Forget it, idiot. With your IQ, It’s better to change your career as a blacksmith as soon as possible..."
"But..." Ma Sen opened his mouth. He wanted to defend himself. That was a twelfth-level monster, and he was only a ninth-level magician. {First reading}
But as soon as he opened his mouth, Medellin interrupted him.
The old man twirled his goatee and glanced at him with disdain: "Are you trying to say that this is an unfair battle? Do you also want to say that the level of the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard is too high? Bah... ...Only cowards like to make excuses, you are not only a fool, but also a coward!"
Mason's face turned red with excitement: "I'm not!"
"You dare to say that you are not? Then let me ask you, why did you chant the repel technique when you had such a good opportunity just now?"
"I want to distance myself first..."
"Damn it, you're a magician, not an archer!" Medellin shouted excitedly, almost splashing his saliva on Mason's face: "Who told you that magicians need distance to fight? Mastering the powerful Elemental power, but to pursue the damn distance, you are so stupid that you have to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, you have so much time to burn the novel to widen the distance. It is better to blast the enemy to death with a fireball!"
"I……"
"Next time in the battle, please see clearly who your opponent is? You are facing a ghost-marked demon leopard. Slowness is useful, and swiftness is useful? It is much stronger than you idiot in terms of dark magic. What's more? Trying to use magic to create distance. So damn stupid..."
"Then what can I do?" Ma Sen was still a little dissatisfied: "It is a level 12 magical beast, and I am just a level 9 magician. If I don't keep my distance, should I wait for it to pounce on me and bite me to death?"
"Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid..." The old man cursed a dozen stupid words before reaching out and pointing. {First reading}
Medellin's gentle finger seemed to contain huge power. The ghost-patterned demon leopard lying on the ground, attracted by this power, suddenly couldn't help but fly up.
Then Mason saw that this old man who looked short and thin was only using one hand. He easily held the Ghost Pattern Demonic Leopard in his hand.
"Did you see it?" Medellin lifted the Phantom Leopard high and pointed at its exposed belly with one hand.
Until this time. Only then did Mason see it clearly.
There was a faint flash of dark red on the belly of the ghost-patterned demon leopard.
After all, Ma Sen is a ninth-level magician trained by the guild. Although his strength is not too strong, he still has this bit of knowledge.
That little bit of dark red fell into his eyes, and Mason immediately understood.
Level 18 dark magic - mark of exhaustion!
Mason's face immediately turned red...
Creatures affected by the Mark of Failure will be reduced by at least three levels.
This also means that what he faced before was just a monster below level nine. A ninth-level magician facing a level nine monster is almost a sure-win situation. Warcraft is just Warcraft after all. They have no intelligence or thoughts, everything is based on instinct.
But such a battle is almost certain to win. But letting himself lose without any suspense, Ma Sen really blushes just thinking about it...
Medellin was right, he was indeed scared.
If it wasn't because I was too afraid of the power of the twelfth-level monster, why would I only think about escaping from the beginning to the end, but never thought about defeating it? The location of the mark of exhaustion is not hidden. As long as I am calmer, how can I not find it?
"Now do you admit that you are a fool?" Although the old man's words sounded a bit harsh, there was a slight hint of appreciation in his eyes. It is not terrible for a person to make mistakes, but the terrible thing is to keep making mistakes. As long as he realizes that he is wrong, he will There is still a little room for redemption.
"I understand..." Mason nodded honestly and got up from the ground with some shame.
"Well, go away and play by yourself." The old man waved his hand to let him leave, and his eyes fell on Ou Ling again: "That cunning little guy, it's your turn!"
Ou Ling didn't speak, just walked up silently.
"Wait..." Ou Ling was about to take action when the old man stopped him: "You little guy is much more cunning than that idiot just now. I can't let you be so relaxed..."
Then Ou Ling only felt a surge of magic power, and the red light on the belly of the ghost-patterned demon leopard dimmed in the blink of an eye.
Freed from the shackles of the Mark of Failure, the Ghost Pattern Demonic Leopard suddenly roared happily. At this time, it turned into the terrifying level 12 monster again.
Ou Ling didn't say anything, he just stared at the dark red eyes of the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard. The complex chanting of spells flowed out like water, and countless shining magic runes surged around, surging. The magic power fluctuates violently like boiling sea water.
"Awesome..." Lin Li looked at this scene from a distance and couldn't help but be a little surprised. This Ou Ling's strength was actually stronger than he imagined. Maybe it was the tenth level, maybe it was the eleventh level. In short, compared to his own Come, I'm afraid it's just one step away.
"Ouch!" Almost at the same time, Medellin also loosened its grip on the Phantom Leopard. In an instant, a black shadow shot out, like a sharp weapon shot from the darkness. arrow.
The distance of tens of meters was shortened in an instant.
Ou Ling's chant was fast and urgent. As soon as he raised his staff, the ground around him suddenly trembled. Then there was a "boom", the soil in the sky turned up, and a thick stone spear violently Pierced from the ground.
Then everyone saw that the suddenly thrust out stone spear hit the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard without any bias.
Even Lin Li couldn't help but be surprised at this moment. When the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard was running, it could be said to be as fast as lightning. Under such circumstances, it was not as difficult to hit it with the Ground Stab Technique.
With a full blow from the Earth Sting Technique, a scream from the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard was immediately heard.
The sharp arrow shot out of the darkness seemed to hit a copper wall. At that moment, everyone seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking, and in an instant, Ranwen Novel Network saw only a splash of blood. As soon as he got up, the hurriedly running Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard felt as if he had been severely whipped, and was completely whipped into the air.
The screams echoed in the wilderness for a long time, and a wisp of bright red blood sprinkled on the soft soil.
A ground stabbing spell severely damaged the enemy, and Ou Ling did not hesitate. He fired several wind blades from various angles, giving the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard no chance to breathe. Although this person's control over low-level spells is not as perverted as Lin Li's. , but he is definitely considered proficient. The several wind blades he fired in succession are nothing to criticize in terms of power or angle.
Although the Ghost Pattern Demonic Leopard was a level 12 monster, the stabbing technique was too harsh. With just one heavy blow, several of its ribs were broken. At this time, the broken bones were stuck in the abdominal cavity. The soft abdomen was broken, and its internal organs were pierced. The ghost-patterned demon leopard, which was seriously injured, was suddenly forced into desperation by a large amount of low-level magic.
Two precise wind blades hit the two front paws of the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard respectively.
In an instant, blood spattered again.
"Ouch -" the furious Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard roared, as sharp as a needle pricking his ear.
Then there was a surge of suppressed magic elements, and in an instant, the surroundings of Ranwen Novel Network became dark, as if the night had suddenly fallen, and the dark sky created by the ghostly patterned demon leopard instantly enveloped the surrounding area dozens of meters away. Scope, even among the mysterious dark magic, Dark Sky Curtain is definitely a powerful spell.
"Oops!" Lin Li couldn't help but be shocked. This was actually a ghost-patterned demon leopard that could cast Dark Sky Curtain!
Monsters like the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard are born with a certain amount of dark magic, but how much they master is determined by their talent. A guy like this who has mastered the dark sky, even among the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard clan, , and can definitely be regarded as a genius among geniuses.
In this dark sky, Ou Ling's spell chanting began to become intermittent, and the originally powerful magic wave seemed to suddenly become much weaker. UU read www.uukanshu.net
The Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard, who had just been severely injured, quickly recovered in this dark sky. In just the blink of an eye, the ribs shattered by the stone spear had slowly grown back, and the originally torn lower abdomen was also showing to the naked eye. The visible degree slowly heals.
At this time, everyone could see that in the deepest darkness, there was a shadow moving quickly, with a strong bloody smell on it, like a ghost in the night.
But Ou Ling's spell was still chanting. There was no trace of fear on his pale face, and the gaze in his eyes was firm and focused.
The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, and the ghost-patterned demon leopard jumped up, with poisonous claws, moving the blue light in the darkness...
Grandpa was buried in the afternoon. He just came back from the countryside. I will post one chapter first and update the second chapter later.
I think... I should be the first writer among all the people at Qidian to write in the cemetery.
Dear readers, for the sake of me being bitten by mosquitoes all afternoon, can you give me a monthly pass to replenish my blood? The two big guys at the back are chasing me so hard!