Chapter 1497 Mythical Deep Sleep

"Master Barom, you'd better stay away, and be careful not to be attacked by that guy."

A hobgoblin wolf cavalry reminded Barom out of kindness, but was scorned by the "battle mage".

"You know what a fart! That guy locked himself in the 'shelter hut'. Although he can avoid attacks from the outside world, he can't attack the outside world himself. There is nothing to worry about!"

After reprimanding the guards, Barom snorted coldly, put away the "Fireball Wand" arrogantly, and unhurriedly made a spell-casting gesture, intending to cast the 3-ring "Dispel" to destroy the "Refuge Hut".

"Hácala!"

Joan inspired a "mythical power", raised his hand and pressed the inner wall of the force field shield, cooperated with the super magic skill "Spell Overcome Obstacle", and before Barom finished preparing to cast the spell, he preemptively used what he learned from Liyanan. Tier 3 Mythical Spell "Mythical Deep Sleep".

The range of "Mythical Deep Sleep" was similar to that of "Dispel". "Battle Mage" Barom thought that it was impossible for his opponent to hide inside the "House of Refuge" and cast spells, so he didn't take precautions at all.

When he noticed that the magic net around him was abnormally twisted, a cloud of smoke-like white gas emerged from his feet and quickly spread to the surroundings. Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, trying to escape from the area covered by the spell.

However, it was too late, and before he could take a step, he felt tired, couldn't help yawning, collapsed on the ground and lost consciousness.

The wolf cavalry who were closely clustered around Barom were also affected by the "mythical deep sleep", yawning one after another, and fell to the ground to sleep soundly.

Joan slowly put down his right hand, looked at Barom and the others who were snoring loudly outside the house, with a sneer on his lips.

"Zaku, kill those sleepy bugs, and bring back the body of the black-robed spellcaster to me for research."

"Obey, my master."

The elemental soul of the magic mech soldier responded to Joan, then got up and walked to the group of sleeping hobgoblins and wargs, flicked his wrist, and popped out the saber with a clang, one knife at a time, piercing the heart to death!

It took less than three minutes for the magic mecha to kill hundreds of wolf cavalry including the wolves in their sleep.

Occasionally, there are one or two hard-fated people who have not died immediately after being pierced through the heart. The body twitched instinctively due to the severe pain, but they have not yet recovered, and they bleed to death in a coma not long after.

Joan has long known that the "sleep" effect caused by "mythical deep sleep" will not be interrupted by pain, and a spell to remove the curse must be cast to wake up the sleeper.

However, he witnessed the hobgoblin who was pierced through the heart by Zaku with his own eyes, but he still couldn't fall asleep. The strong visual impact made his scalp tingle, and he was deeply shocked by the powerful power of "mythical deep sleep".

The magic guide soldier obeyed his master's instructions. In order to keep the body intact, he did not stab Barom to death with his saber. Instead, he grabbed his head with his left hand, snapped his neck, and turned around as if lifting a chicken. "House of Refuge".

Joan ordered Zaku to leave Barom's body behind, return to the bushes to continue lurking, and search for Barom's body by himself. In addition to the "Fireball Wand", he also found a storage bag.

It took Joan five minutes to decipher the opening and closing spell of the storage bag, and poured out everything in the pocket.

The court mage of the hobgoblin lord does not seem to be as wealthy as Joan imagined. Apart from a mess of spell-casting materials in the storage bag, there is only a spell book, two bundled sheepskin scrolls, and a cigarette that looks like tobacco. box of tin cans.

Joan unwrapped the scroll first and looked at it. Both of them were 5-ring "teleportation", which made sense, but somewhat disappointed him.

Next, he opened the spell book, and Joan quickly browsed through it.

In Barom's spell book, there are a total of more than 70 spells from levels 0 to 4. As a level 8 mage who specializes in "Evocation School", this level of knowledge reserve can only be said to be average.

Among all the more than 70 spells, there are only two spells that Joan has never copied - the 1-ring arcane "oil on the soles of the feet" and the 4-ring arcane "advanced blazing ball".

"Oil the soles of the feet" is a weakened version of the third-level "speeding up" spell. During the duration of the spell, the subject's walking and running speeds are doubled.

The 4th ring "Advanced Blazing Ball", as the name suggests, is an advanced version of the 2nd ring "Blazing Ball".

Every time the "Blazing Ball" hits the target creature, it can cause two energy levels of burning damage to it, and the lethality of the "Advanced Blazing Ball" is increased to 6 energy levels. Flame Orb" is exactly the same.

Joan put Balom's spellbook and scrolls into his storage bag, picked up the "Fireball Wand" and looked at it, the workmanship was decent, the ruby ​​inlaid on the head of the wand was as big as a pigeon egg, crystal clear Clear and in good condition.

The ruby ​​inlaid on the wand can increase the casting level of the evocation spell attached to the wand by 2.

Barom himself is only an 8th-level mage, but counting the magic boost of ruby, the "fireball" he made can cause destructive power of 10 energy levels-in fact, this is a 3rd-level spell power limit.

The "Fireball Wand" still had two strands of energy stored today, and Joann couldn't use it for the time being, so he stuffed the wand into the storage bag.

The last loot left in front of him was the cylindrical tin tobacco box.

Joan didn't have any hope at first, but the moment he opened the lid of the box, his eyes lit up and his brows beamed with joy.

What is contained in the tin box is not tobacco, but full of magic crystal particles, shining with a charming blue luster.

Qiao An weighed the box. Not counting the weight of the container itself, a box full of magic crystals weighs at least two pounds!

I really didn't see it, this guy Barom is quite oily!

Some time ago, Joan spent all the magic crystals that he had accumulated so hard to make magical mechas. When he was worrying about financial constraints, he found this jar of magic crystals from Barom. Pillow", I feel very comfortable, and feel that my hard work all day has not been in vain.

Putting away the magic crystal jar, Joan looked at Barom's body, and suddenly thought of another thing.

Barom is a mage. It stands to reason that all the spells he mastered have been recorded in the spell book. A creature like a hobgoblin has no supernatural abilities. It stands to reason that there is no need to collect his blood sample for analysis. However, Joan feels that this step cannot be omitted , because the mage's blood may also contain secrets that have not been recorded in the spell book-such as the "super magic skills" he has learned.

Joan took out the syringe, skillfully collected blood samples, and performed "myth analysis" for testing.