Mage Joan

Chapter 1333 Petrochemical Aura

However, the bullet did not shoot through the mythical cockatrice's throat as Peter expected, aiming to scratch a shallow scar on its neck, a little blood seeped out, and the wound stopped bleeding and solidified in a blink of an eye, returning to the hard texture of ore .

"Tinwé!"

The snake-haired warlock raised his hand and blasted a "lightning beam", and the electric snake that tore the atmosphere slashed at the mythical cockatrice from a high altitude.

At the moment when it was about to receive an electric shock, a strange energy wave surged out from the monster's body. Affected by this energy, the flow of time around the mythical cockatrice seemed to slow down suddenly, and the lightning beam that fell from the volley was also restrained, its speed decreased sharply, and it slowly squirmed downward.

The mythical cockatrice, which looks like a bloated and clumsy monster, used a short period of time to slow down and retreat two steps. When the flow of time returned to normal, the lightning beam had missed its target and brushed against the mythical cockatrice's wingtips. Booming on the grass, a dazzling electric light exploded.

"What kind of trick is this?!" Medea widened her eyes in surprise.

"It's a supernatural mythical ability." Joan stared at the mythical cockatrice and said thoughtfully.

He is all too familiar with the energy gushing out of the mythical cockatrice just now, it is definitely "mythical power"!

Joan himself also has several special abilities based on the "power of myth", so although he is not yet sure what the reason for the emergency evasion skill of the mythical cockatrice is, he can assert that it must be a mythical ability.

Although it dodged the magical bombardment from the air in time with the help of the power of myth, the mythical cockatrice was also quite frightened. It raised its head to look at Medea, and its golden brown eyes flashed a look of fear and anger intertwined.

The monster spread its wings and flapped vigorously, and its huge body rose slowly.

"Wow! The old hen can fly! Sister Medea, run!"

Ruby couldn't help screaming nervously.

Medea paid close attention to the slightly clumsy flying movements of the mythical cockatrice, and was about to reassure Ruby not to worry, the old hen was too heavy, even if she managed to fly, she would never be able to catch up with her.

However, before she could speak, she noticed a circle of gray-white light around the mythical cockatrice, and a wave of magic power that seemed familiar spread quietly towards her.

The Gorgon's face changed suddenly, and he didn't care about what to say. He urged the pair of atmospheric wings on his back with all his strength, and quickly distanced himself from the mythical cockatrice to avoid being attacked by the strange aura radiating from her body.

Medea was quick enough to react and land quickly, avoiding the aura radiation without any risk, while the young priest who raised his gun on the surface and prepared to snipe was not as lucky as her. , Immediately felt stiff all over.

"Oops!"

Realizing that he was in a bad situation, Peter quickly put away his shotgun, turned around and ran away.

However, the feet were heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and they fell into the bushes within a few steps. The body irradiated by the gray-white aura quickly hardened, and after just a few seconds, it was completely petrified from head to toe, turning into a gray and blue statue stone statue.

Bafula heard Peter's exclamation from behind, looked back, and found that the young pastor had fallen, gritted his teeth, ran back desperately, picked up Peter who had turned into a stone statue, and turned towards the "shelter hut" Run wildly in the direction.

After Bafula turned into a black bear, her physique was greatly enhanced, and the "animal mutation" that Ruby imposed on her was still in effect, which further strengthened her physique. Resistance is far stronger than Peter.

The entire rescue process took less than three seconds, and she was out of the radiation range of the "Petrochemical Aura" immediately, so the "Petrochemical Aura" did not hinder her too much, and she was still walking fast.

At this time, the mythical cockatrice realized that the sorceress in green was flying too fast in the air, and it was impossible for him to catch up. He simply gave up chasing Medea, and fell back to the ground, opening a radiating radius of 30 feet. "Petrochemical Aura" took great strides to catch up with Nicholas and Bafra.

Bafula carried a heavy stone statue on her shoulders, and ran with all her strength, the distance between her and the mythical cockatrice was still shortening, and the "Petrified Aura" gradually approached behind her, almost touching her heels.

At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled slightly, and countless pitch-black tentacles spewed out, blocking the mythical cockatrice, first stumbling its feet, and then spreading towards its body, entangled from head to toe, as if wrapped in a In a mass of violently wriggling black fetal membranes.

Seeing this scene, Medea in the air immediately guessed that it was Joan who shot in time. Using Ruby as the starting point of the spell, she cast "black tentacles" to restrain the mythical cockatrice, and helped Bafula and the others out of the siege.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then added a "spider web technique" in the black tentacles, further strengthening the restraint on the mythical cockatrice, buying time for the retreating companions.

Medea was the last one to return to the "refuge hut", and even brought back a cockatrice corpse, asking Bafra and Nicholas to collect blood from the corpse and smear it on Peter's body to see if it could undo the petrification.

She is also not sure whether the petrification effect caused by the mythical cockatrice's "petrified aura" can be dispelled by the blood of an ordinary cockatrice.

If the result of the attempt ends in failure, it can only try to hunt the mythical cockatrice, and take its blood to de-petrify Peter.

Joan stood in front of the transparent force field shield, looking out of the house in a daze.

Ordinary cockatrices are trapped in the "black tentacles", and they can only end up being ravaged to death. However, the mythical cockatrice is obviously much stronger than her non-mythical descendants. It only took less than two minutes to break free from the double restraints of "black tentacles" and "spider web", and chased to the "refuge hut" angrily. in front of.

The monster pecked and slammed, outputting crazily against the force field shield for a while, but found that it could not destroy this layer of shield, and the "Petrochemical Aura" could not penetrate the force field shield either, so it had to cluck and scream at the wall of the house, like Cursing.

After venting his grievances, Mythical cockatrice turned his back with a grunt, and returned to the valley with his buttocks twisted.

"We can't let this old hen go, we have to find a way to capture it alive!"

Medea came to Joan's side and stood side by side with him, looking at the eyes of the mythical cockatrice with a scorching light.

"The mythical cockatrice is not only valuable to our petrochemical research, but also an indispensable and important material for brewing blood mead. If you miss this opportunity, it will be even more difficult to find suitable materials for brewing!"

After hearing her words, Joan immediately remembered that Medea had shown herself a list of recipes for brewing "blood mead", which included the blood and eggs of mythical creatures.

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